The noble husband comes to the door: the wife and the owner are ruthless

Chapter 52 Save Her (Part [-])
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and save her," Ye Raochen ordered immediately, leaving little room for people to reply and refuse
"Yes, with conditions"

"what would you like?"

"Token, the token of the pavilion master who knows the pavilion for three days" the masked man said casually, the purpose was to let Ye Raochen retreat in front of him, and at the same time, he wanted to know how important the person on the bed was to him
"Okay." Ye Raochen thought about Feng Qianxuan wholeheartedly, and agreed without hesitation.
"Are you crazy? Do you know what you're talking about? Do you know what the Juzhi Pavilion means? What does it mean to you?"

The person who gets the token is the master of the pavilion who knows everything. The master of the pavilion has always regarded this token as more important than his own life and death. He knows that the pavilion is in charge of the world's intelligence secrets.
If the token gets into the hands of someone with a different heart and leaks a little information about the other dynasty, the world will naturally be in chaos. The master token of Chen Pavilion can know a lot of information in just one hour, let alone three days.
"As long as you can save her, what is the token of the three-day pavilion master?"

Ye Raochen's eyes suddenly became red and swollen, and he pressed Feng Qianxuan's right hand to his cheek. He is not afraid of anything now, only afraid of losing her
"I really convinced you." The masked man pointed in the direction of the bed, the red thread hidden in his sleeve suddenly seemed to open his eyes, flew through the bed curtain and wrapped around Feng Qianxuan's left wrist accurately.

"how is she?"

Ye Raochen panicked and looked closely at the red thread, then looked at Feng Qianxuan on the bed, her voice was trembling, for fear of bad results
"She's got a soul bewitch." The masked man hung on the red thread at the other end, suddenly closed his eyes, pursed his lips and opened them again.
"What? How could this be?"

"Her, I can't save her. Soul Gu is rare in the first place. Coupled with the mutation of love soul Gu in her body, this is the first time I have seen such a situation."

The man in the mask pulled lightly, and immediately released the red thread wrapped around Feng Qianxuan's wrist, then slowly rolled up the red thread, and said in a rather helpless tone, this is the first time he has seen such a situation in several years of practicing medicine

"Why? Aren't you the number one genius doctor in the world? Are you known as the reincarnated 'Hua Tuo'?" Ye Raochen ran to the masked man unwillingly and asked loudly

"You go out first, now I can only temporarily suppress her poison, I will try my best to find a way"

The masked man sighed and compromised, he could only do his best, this kind of Gu poison is rare in the world, coupled with the mutation, it is indeed a bit tricky

"Okay, she'll leave it to you." Ye Raochen put Feng Qianxuan's hand back on the quilt, turned around and opened a corner of the bed curtain, and opened the door to go out.

He knows the character of the masked man well, and he hates to have other idle people present when he is treating patients
After Ye Raochen left, the masked man slowly walked up to the bed. He wanted to see which woman could make Ye Raochen, who had always been arrogant, do such a thing.
The masked man lifted the bed curtain and was speechless in surprise. The person lying on the bed was none other than Feng Qianxuan, who was in love with him.
"Xuan'er? Do you remember me? I'm Bai Fenglian!" Bai Lilian took off her mask, revealing a familiar and handsome face. She never thought that he would meet her again in such a form.

Obviously, it was hard to convince my mother that I was going to see you tomorrow, but I didn't expect that
"Xuan'er, don't worry, I will save you no matter what I do."

Bai Lilian lowered her eyes to see someone on the bed. The woman closed her eyes tightly, and her forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat. She frowned because of the pain, which did not affect her beauty at all.
After a while, he took out something similar to a needle bag from his arms and threw it flat on the head of the bed, large and small acupuncture lay flat there, picked up one of them with his delicate and plain hands, and his expression was fixed on the person on the bed. Acupuncture
(End of this chapter)