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Chapter 397 Being a cheat for the leader of the Demon Cult 24
Mo Chen's eyes flashed across.

Yes, the woman is pregnant.

Thinking about moving his eyes to the woman's belly, the slightly raised belly showed that the child was about three or four months old.

"I will cure you." There was a trace of seriousness in the cold and lazy voice.

The woman blinked, as if she was relieved, but in the end she couldn't hold on and passed out.

Mo Chen looked at the woman in a daze, maybe she didn't really ask herself to save her child, she was just looking for a sustenance.

"Young Master Yuan? Can it be cured?" Master Li's tone was a little apprehensive.

Mo Chen shook his head, then walked directly to the other side.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Master Li's eyes, but he continued to follow Mo Chen as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

"Host? Can't you cure this plague?" Is there a plague in this world that the host can't cure?

"I didn't say it can't be cured." Mo Chen's tone was also calm when he used his spiritual sense to talk to Luo Luo.

"Then why did you shake your head just now?" Master Li seemed to be in despair. →_→

Mo Chen stretched out his hand and continued to feel the pulse of another patient.

From the outside, it seems that they are all the same.

This patient also had a lot of blood blisters on his body, as if scalded by boiling water.

The burst blood bubble was bloody, and it was too hideous to look at.

"What I just meant is that it is not yet certain, and the situation of other people needs to be determined."

Lolo "..." Well, I see.

Master Li looked at Mo Chen's expressionless face, his heart pounded, he really couldn't see this man's expression.

"Mr. Yuan? Can this be cured?" Lord Li said cautiously. The one just now couldn't be cured. I don't know if this can be cured.

Afraid that Mo Chen would shake his head again, and he didn't really believe that Mo Chen could cure him, his eyes and tone were really contradictory.

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, "I'll look at the others." He put down the patient's hand and continued to feel the pulse of the next patient.

Master Li's expression brightened when he heard the words, and he didn't say that he couldn't be cured, whether there is still cure.

Mo Chen checked the pulse of several people in succession, and found that their illnesses were all the same.

The situation shouldn't be worse than other people's, so they stopped.

Seeing that Mo Chen had stopped, Master Li immediately stepped forward, "Young Master Yuan, do you already have a clue?"

Mo Chen nodded, then glanced at Master Li, "Do you have a pen and paper?"

First prescribe a prescription to ease their condition, as for the cure, I am afraid it will not be easy.

It is impossible to judge whether this plague is man-made, but there are still ways to alleviate it.

Master Li nodded when he heard the words, "But have you found a cure?"

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched and he shook his head.

Disappointment flashed in Master Li's eyes, but he still led Mo Chen into a room.

Inside are medicinal materials and the Four Treasures of the Study.

Mo Chen walked to the table and began to write the prescription with a pen.

There were quite a few people in the room, all of whom knew Mr. Li, and they couldn't help being curious when they saw Mr. Li leading Mo Chen in with a submissive expression.

When Mo Chen finished writing the prescription, he handed it to Master Li directly, "You have someone cook the medicine according to this prescription, and then give it to the patients."

Master Li took Fang Zi.

At this time, many people gathered around.

"But is there a prescription to alleviate the epidemic?" A young man came over.

Mo Chen recognized that he was a disciple of Peach Blossom Valley, and he should be an effective subordinate of a certain dharma protector.

"Hey, we haven't researched it for so long, and he is the only kid who can relieve it?" An old man with a beard asked.

"Senior Brother Luo, how can you say that?" the young man disagreed.

"I just said, what can a child with a yellow mouth do?" The old man was obviously very impatient.

Mo Chen gave the old man a sideways look.

A disciple of Peach Blossom Valley?

He squinted his eyes, "Oh? Sir, do you have a problem with me?"

The old man snorted softly, the meaning was obvious.

The corner of Mo Chen's mouth curled up, he was a disciple of Peach Blossom Valley.

"Since this gentleman is not convinced, let's come up with the prescription." He said and looked at the old man indifferently.

The old man was terrified by Mo Chen's look, and then left with a cold snort.

Mo Chen didn't want to pay attention to him either, but turned to look at Master Li.

"Time is urgent, please send someone to do it quickly."

Master Li nodded when he heard the words, and said that he was going to take the pharmacy to ask someone to grab the medicine.

Seeing this, the young doctor said, "Can you show me the prescription? I can help too."

Master Li heard the words, solemnly gave the prescription to the young man, and then went out to call for someone.

Mo Chen paced around the room, thinking in his heart that there was no medicine he needed here.

In fact, there are some clues to cure the plague, but there are blind and precious medicines in the prescription, which need to be found in extremely cold places, and it is still unknown whether they can be found.

I secretly thought about who to send to find medicine.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" A voice of admiration came from the side, and it was known that it was from the young doctor without turning around.

"Little friend, did you write this prescription yourself?" There was a trace of excitement in the tone, and the hand holding the prescription trembled slightly.

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, do I need to be so excited?

He still nodded on his face.

The young doctor's eyes flashed that it was so, and then he admired it.

"Little friend's medical skills must be extremely superb, and we are ashamed of ourselves." Looking at Fang Zi, he sighed.

Mo Chen didn't know how to react.

Seeing this, Luo Luo immediately said, "Host, you should be more humble."

Mo Chen pursed his lips when he heard the words, what is humility?He couldn't see Luo Luo's serious face, so he nodded.

But how to be humble?
Seeing the excited look on the young doctor's face, Mo Chen said calmly, "I only know a little bit."

The young doctor Yue Fang "..." Is this speaking human words?

With a clear cough, "Little friend is humble."

"Where." Mo Chen replied politely, and then secretly remembered how to be humble in his heart.

"I don't know your name, little friend. Where did you learn from?" The young doctor looked as if he wanted to make friends with Mo Chen.

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the clothes on the young man, "The surname is Yuan, Peach Blossom Valley." There was no intention of saying his name, after all, as long as he said his full name, the young man would probably be able to guess his identity.

Yue Fang was stunned for a moment, Peach Blossom Valley?I seem to be from the Peach Blossom Valley? !

So, are they from the same school?
Looking at Mo Chen's eyes became more piercing.

Mo Chen "..." How fat is this young man?

The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, "What's the matter?"

The young man nodded his head, "What a coincidence, I am also a disciple of Peach Blossom Valley. I don't know which Dharma protector my little friend is from?"

Mo Chen "..." Is this young man just a chatterbox?
"I'm not a member of any Dharma protector." Mo Chen said lazily.

Yue Fang was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't pay much attention, "I'm a student of the Purple Guardian, and I'm here this time..." Balabara said a lot.

For a moment, Mo Chen wanted to shut his mouth.

Sure enough, people can't be judged by appearances. The seemingly quiet and serious young man is actually a chatterbox.

Pity.

"Host, what are you sorry about?" Luo Luo felt the regret in Mo Chen's heart, and was a little puzzled.

"Oh, such a good young man, he went crazy at a young age." Could it be a pity.

Lolo "..."

He glanced secretly at Yue Fang, who was smiling like a fat man weighing 250 pounds, and silently propped his chin, "It's a pity."

(End of this chapter)