Imperial Doctor Drunk Concubine

Chapter 152
It's just that before he was happy for a while, he realized that the little guy had just licked his hand. He loved the clean habit, so he stuffed the little hazy into the hidden pocket of his sleeve, and then ran to wash his hands immediately.

"Isn't it just to lick you? Don't be so exaggerated! I will get used to it in the future!"

Shaoyin lay down on the table and laughed loudly. Seeing Mo Zihuang's appearance, she felt that she must go to see Xiao Yaolong often, otherwise Mo Zihuang would throw it into a small corner.

Seeing Mo Zihuang leave for a while, Shaoyin extinguished the fire and went out to look for him.

She circled around and saw the Meiyin Tower in the plum forest. At this moment, the snow had decorated the Meiyin Tower into an ink painting.When she walked outside the building, she heard voices from inside.

She recognized that it was Mo Zihuang's voice.

"Xiao Wu, it's all because Big Brother didn't give you the jasper bodhi seeds, that's why Nichen's condition is getting worse now."

Mo Zihuang's apologetic voice made Shaoyin's heart twitch.Thinking of the jasper bodhi seed, he gave it to her.

At that time, she still blamed him as a big man for stealing things from her, but now she heard what he said, and she knew the whole story.She used the Jasper Bodhi seed, but made him bear the consequences.

He never complained to her, even though he got such an important jasper bodhi seed, he still gave it to her.How could she repay such a deep affection?
"Brother, you are not to blame for Nichen's illness. It is because Lingxuan himself is useless, and cannot cure Nichen's cold."

Mo Lingxuan's beautiful and compelling voice was somewhat hoarse and full of weakness.He has studied medical skills for many years, and his medical skills are better than blue, but he cannot cure Yue Nichen's disease, which hits him deeply.

"Xiao Wu, everything will be fine, don't give up on yourself."

Mo Zihuang remembered that he personally gave the jasper bodhi seed to Shaoyin, which made Mo Lingxuan miss an opportunity to save his sweetheart, and felt more and more guilty.

"Can I see the patient?"

A faint voice, like a gentle wind, blows gently.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, Shaoyin stood at the door and looked towards the two brothers.

"Ayin, it's cold outside, come in quickly."

Because Mo Zihuang suddenly heard that Yue Nichen was sick, before he had time to go over and talk to Shaoyin, he quickly asked her to come in when he saw her coming.

"I heard that my sister-in-law was awarded the title of imperial doctor, so she must have excellent medical skills, but Nichen's illness has been dragging on for many years, and she still hasn't improved—"

There was deep sorrow in Mo Lingxuan's blue ocean eyes, causing the person he admired to suffer so much, and his heart was also suffering.

Wearing an elegant jade-colored robe with fluttering sleeves and a jasper silk sash around the waist, it is full of elegant fairy flavor.

He is quite similar to his master Nalan Fengyin, both of them have the smell of medicinal herbs, but the only difference is that he does not have that lonely aura.

"If you don't try, you will never know the result!"

Shaoyin didn't say much, just said these words lightly.

"Then it's troublesome sister-in-law."

Mo Lingxuan's title made Shaoyin blush, but she didn't refute anything.

Hearing that Mo Lingxuan was so good, Mo Zihuang patted him on the shoulder and gave him a positive look.

Shaoyin naturally did not see the silent communication between the two brothers.

"Here!"

Mo Lingxuan personally took Shaoyin to the place where Yue Nichen lived temporarily, because few people came to Meiyinlou, so every time Yue Nichen fell ill, Mo Lingxuan arranged for her to live here and get medical treatment nearby.

Opening the closed door, Shaoyin felt the heat wave rushing towards her face, making her suddenly feel like the cold winter has come to the midsummer.

When she walked into the house, she saw that the large and small stoves were burning hot, and the smokeless silver charcoal was very hot.The surrounding windows were also tightly closed, and there was no gap for the cold wind to blow in.The window screens here have all been replaced with thick sheets of cloth, almost turning the tiny room into an oven.

"Open the windows now!"

As soon as Shaoyin entered the room, he said hastily.

"Nichen's cold syndrome is extremely chilly."

Mo Lingxuan knew that Shaoyin didn't get used to it all of a sudden, so he immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"Stupid! You know that she is a patient now, and even we can't stand such a temperature. Do you think the patient can bear it?"

Shaoyin opened the window by herself to allow the air to circulate.

"Move all these stoves out quickly. When the charcoal burns, a gas will be produced, which can easily suffocate people to death. You are not saving her, but harming her."

Seeing the layout of the room, Shaoyin was speechless to the extreme, and said bluntly.

Many people close the windows when using charcoal fires for warmth, which is tantamount to suicide.When the flame burns, it will consume the ripples in the room.But the oxygen is limited, but the charcoal fire is still burning, which will produce carbon monoxide. If you absorb too much carbon monoxide, you will be poisoned, and your whole body will become stiff and unable to move.Even if he wanted to save himself, he didn't have the energy to call for action.

Shaoyin had seen many people in remote villages who were suffocated to death because they used charcoal fires to keep warm and closed the windows at night.Many people don't know what carbon monoxide is, and they don't have a sense of danger, so so many tragedies happen.

Seeing that Mo Lingxuan actually placed such a stove in the house, he immediately felt worried about Yue Nichen's safety.

"Someone, move these stoves out."

Mo Lingxuan said hurriedly when he heard the words, his voice was a little flustered.

"The men stay out."

Shaoyin passed through a layer of gauze, walked quickly to the bed, and lifted the bed curtain.

The haggard and pale sick beauty on the bed had already passed out.

"Xiao Wu, come in and carry her to another room."

She couldn't hold Yue Nichen, but she couldn't stay in this room full of carbon monoxide anymore, so she immediately asked Mo Lingxuan to do it.

Mo Lingxuan rushed in, saw that Yue Nichen was unconscious, checked her breath, and didn't care about other things, immediately hugged her and walked towards the next room.

He looked at Shaoyin gratefully and understood how stupid he was.Fortunately she came, otherwise Yue Nichen might be suffocated to death.

"All the windows in this room are open for ventilation. Don't stay here, everyone."

Shaoyin said, telling people not to stay here for a long time.She looked at Mo Lingxuan's anxious look, and after thinking about it carefully, she also felt that it was justifiable, but caring was messy, even for a doctor.Treating people close to you is the easiest way to lose your sense of proportion.

Treatment requires not only medical skills, but also a fresh mind.

Mo Zihuang didn't come in to avoid suspicion, and looked at her commanding appearance outside, showing appreciation on her handsome face.

(End of this chapter)