Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 678 Call Me Mufeng
Feng Qingge pointed to his wrist while talking.

She was an agent of a poison doctor in her previous life, so when she was treating someone, she was used to feeling the pulse first.

But on this continent, only one elixir can solve all problems.

So for those alchemists, taking the pulse is something that only doctors can do.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingge patiently opened her mouth and explained.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry. I'll take your pulse for you, just to understand the condition more comprehensively. After all, your physique is weaker than ordinary people, and you have been poisoned for many years, and the toxin has penetrated deep into your lungs, so it is impossible to cure it with just one detoxification pill." .”

Feng Qingge finished speaking, but Nan Mufeng smiled and shook his head gently.

"This palace is not only referring to this."

Meeting Feng Qingge's puzzled gaze again, Nan Mufeng lowered his head in embarrassment.

"It also includes that Miss Feng is the only woman who has treated me for the past three years."

"Forehead."

Hearing Nan Mufeng's words, Feng Qingge's eyebrows twitched, not knowing how to answer.

"I'm sorry to surprise Miss Feng. I just think it's too boring to look at those same alchemists' robes every day."

When Nan Mufeng said this, there was a gloomy flash in his eyes.

"It's okay."

When Feng Qingge heard this, she shook her head sympathetically.

Since being poisoned...

He must have been trapped in this house for most of the three years, alone, silently enduring unimaginable pain.

This kind of torture that is different from ordinary people, even if it is said, no one can understand it.

"Don't worry, I can cure you." Feng Qingge opened her mouth lightly.

As soon as these words came out, Nan Mufeng's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a clear joy in the bottom of the eyes.

Then, as if thinking of something, his eyes darkened again, and he quickly regained his calmness.

"Thank you, Ms. Feng. By the way, you don't have to call me this palace like His Royal Highness or His Royal Highness, just call me Mu Feng."

Nan Mufeng suggested with a gentle smile.

"Okay, Mu Feng. You don't have to talk about Miss Feng, just call me Qingge." Feng Qingge smiled and nodded.

"Okay, Qingge." Nan Mufeng looked at Feng Qingge tenderly.

His gaze was fixed on the veil on her face, as if he wanted to ask her why she was covering her face, but she held back in the end.

Not noticing Nan Mufeng's gaze, Feng Qingge opened her mouth.

"Then, first answer the question I just asked. Did someone take care of your body since you were a child? Even after being poisoned, that person has been using elixir to try to prolong your life?"

"Yes." Nan Mufeng nodded honestly.

"Sure enough."

Hearing Nan Mufeng's answer, Feng Qingge suddenly understood.

Nan Mufeng has been weak since childhood.

If someone hadn't used elixir to recuperate his body, he might not be able to live now after being poisoned by the coiling silk poison.

Feng Qingge wiped her finger from the storage ring, took out a few silver needles, and looked up at Nan Mufeng.

"Mu Feng, now I'm going to pierce your blood with a silver needle, it may hurt a little, you have to be patient."

"Okay." Nan Mufeng nodded calmly.

He stretched out his hand again and put his arm in front of Feng Qingge.

Feng Qingge circled his sleeves up, and a thin black line caught his eye.

"Hiss... what a strong poison."

Seeing this, Feng Qingge took a quick breath.

(End of this chapter)