The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 36
Feng Wuxie grabbed his wrist with one hand, and with the other hand was holding a bowl of something unknown, standing in front of Gong Moran's bed.

Today's Feng Wuxie changed back into women's clothing, wearing a light green dress, covered with a smoky gauze, the soft fabric completely outlined her figure.

She was already fair and fair, and in addition to her slender figure, her waist was restrained by a wide belt, which made her girlish figure even more graceful.

Gong Moran was not only dumbfounded, Feng Wuxie used to appear in front of him in men's clothing, but now she changed back to women's clothing, making her even more charming.

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Wuxie thought that Gong Muran was not fully awake, so he waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Is there any discomfort on your body?"

Gong Moran blinked twice, regained his senses, and said softly: "I'm fine."

Seeing that he was fine, Feng Wuxie put his hand down, put the medicine bowl in front of the bed, and took the homemade cotton swab to wipe the medicine on Gong Muran's abscess.

Although the medicated bath is also effective, it is very slow. If you use the medicinal liquid that she personally prepared, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

The liquid medicine was applied to the abscess, and it would be absorbed by the skin quickly, until the abscess on the face no longer hurt, and there was a refreshing feeling.

Only then did Gong Moran panic, the mask on his face had been taken off at some point, the current him must be ugly and scary.

For some reason, he suddenly didn't want Feng Wuxie to see his inhuman appearance.

The big hands fumbled on the bed, and the voice was a little flustered: "Where is my mask?"

Seeing that her patient was so disobedient, Feng Wuxie frowned slightly, reached out and slapped that restless big hand.

"I told you not to move around, why are you disobedient?"

This medicine was prepared with great difficulty by myself, it would be a pity if it was spilled.

Sudden slap on the hand, Gong Moran was a little overwhelmed by the slap, and a numb feeling came from the back of his hand, which made him a little confused.

He, who was supposed to put on airs of a prince, became surprisingly quiet, but his face was slightly hot, looking at Feng Wuxie's sullen little face.

Like a child who made a mistake, he whispered, "I'm just afraid that you will be afraid."

Since the number of abscesses on his body increased over the years, all those friends from the past hid from him as if they had seen the plague.

That is to say, from that time on, he locked himself in the backyard of the palace, and refused to step out of the palace again.

Even if this is the case, he will wear a mask all day long and refuse to be seen by others.

If he hadn't received that letter that day, he wouldn't have left the house at all, and he would never have met Feng Wuxie.

Feng Wuxie stopped what he was doing, and looked at Gong Muran in confusion: "You are my patient, and it is my responsibility to treat you. How can there be any reason why a doctor dislikes a patient?"

I really don't understand what these noble people are thinking, is life more important than that ridiculous face?

Gong Moran was a little speechless by Feng Wuxie's words, he never thought that someone would say such words to him.

The heart that had been cold for more than ten years suddenly felt warm.

Ever since Father knew that he was suffering from a strange disease, let alone visiting him, he never even intervened. He just asked the imperial physician to heal him.

But who would have thought that in the hands of the imperial physician, his illness would get worse and worse.

If a strange Taoist hadn't taught Gong Moran a set of exercises when he was ten years old, he might have died long ago.

That is to say, from that time on, he learned to keep a low profile and bear the burden of humiliation. He only hoped that one day, he could find out the person who poisoned him with his own hands.

Seeing that her words had an effect, Feng Wuxie got busy again.

After these few days of treatment, some of those abscesses have scabbed over. Although they look scary, at least they are much better than when they first saw Gong Moran.

It seems that her treatment plan is not wrong.

The abscess on the face has been completely covered with the liquid medicine, and the rest is on the body.

Feng Wuxie didn't care about the difference between men and women. In her eyes, a patient is a patient. How can there be a distinction between men and women?

So Feng Wuxie went to pick up Gong Moran's clothes as a matter of course. You must know that it is summer, and with the medicine bath taken yesterday, Du Chun only put on a layer of obscene clothes for him.

As soon as Feng Wuxie's little hand touched Gong Muran's skirt, he was shocked and grabbed Feng Wuxie's little hand, his face turned red immediately.

Although he is a man, there has never been such a thing as being stripped of his clothes by a woman.

"What are you doing?" The strength in her hand increased unconsciously, Feng Wuxie's wrist was flushed red, she frowned, with pain on her face.

"You let go, I'm just applying medicine to you."

What's the matter with this man?How do you say that you turn your face when you turn your face?
It's just a medicine, why did it seem to kill him?
Gong Muran knew that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly released the strength in his hand, but still tightly grasped his skirt.

Some helplessly said: "Miss Feng, I can do this kind of thing myself."

Now there are only him and Feng Wuxie in the room, if this matter gets out, there might be a lot of gossip.

"Your body is weak now, and you don't have much strength at all, so let me do it." As a competent doctor, you can't let the patient's temper mess around.

So Feng Wuxie's tone couldn't help being a little colder. In her eyes, Gong Muran was just a disobedient patient.

What's more, after wiping the front and the back, he had to do it himself, and the liquid medicine would be dry before the wiping was finished.

After speaking, regardless of Gong Moran's resistance, the little hand tugged at his pants again.

Shocked, Gong Moran hurriedly went to protect his obscene pants, but he couldn't put on airs like a prince to this woman.

Even if she puts on the prince's airs, she probably won't pay attention.

When the two were in a tug-of-war, Du Chun appeared at the right time. He was sleepy, after seeing the scene in front of him.

He was almost scared out of his wits, if Jun Yeli knew that his woman was picking up other men's pants, he would have to cut himself with a knife.

Very sleepy, suddenly woke up nine minutes.

It was almost three steps and two steps in parallel, and hurriedly stepped forward to protect Gong Muran, and said very seriously: "Wu Xie, I will do this kind of thing."

As he said that, regardless of whether Feng Wuxie agreed or not, he snatched the medicine bowl from her hand.

Feng Wuxie looked at Du Chun who suddenly appeared, and then remembered that he still owed him money, so he let go of his hand and said to Gong Moran: "My lord, Wuxie has an unfeeling request, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Tell me." Gong Moran looked at Du Chun who suddenly appeared, and his heart was relieved.

If it weren't for his appearance, I would have been miserable.

"I would like to borrow 500 taels of silver from the prince, is it possible?" Feng Wuxie also knew that this request was unreasonable.

Although he is Gong Moran's doctor, the two are just a cooperative relationship, and he has no reason to pay for himself.

So after saying these words, Feng Wuxie didn't have much hope.

It would be best if you can borrow it, but if you can't borrow it, the big deal is to make it clear to Du Chun that the pharmacy is not available.

But unexpectedly, Gong Moran agreed happily: "Of course."

He hadn't forgotten how Feng Wuxie bought four sky-high prices of asparagus with only 50 taels of silver. To put it bluntly, the remaining silver should belong to her.

It's just that Feng Wuxie is determined not to accept the money, so he can't force it.

So when Feng Wuxie expressed his request, Gong Moran agreed without hesitation, not to mention, this Du Chun could be regarded as his "savior".

This result was out of Feng Wuxie's expectation, she never thought that Gong Moran would agree so happily.

But when he thought that as the king of Jin, 500 taels was nothing more than a drizzle to him, and he was relieved.

Turning around, he took out a bank note that was on the table that day, and handed it to Du Chun: "You can go."

The style of painting changed so quickly, Du Chun didn't realize it for a while, and a bank note was already stuffed in his hand.

But his task has not been completed, how can he just leave?

Seeing him not moving, Feng Wuxie raised his eyebrows: "Why? Still not leaving?"

Now that the deal between the two is over, what reason does Du Chun have to stay here?
But Du Chun was not in a hurry, but Gong Muran who was lying on the bed was in a hurry: "He can't leave."

Feng Wuxie didn't know what Gong Moran was thinking, so she turned her head and asked him, "Why?"

"Isn't the mansion short of a pharmacist now? I think he's pretty good." Gong Moran hurriedly expressed his thoughts, for fear that Feng Wuxie would drive Du Chun out.

"This is good, but he has no attachment to the mortal world, so I'm afraid he won't be able to do it." Feng Wuxie turned his head and looked at Du Chun.

She never forgot how Du Chun tried his best yesterday.

"No, I don't want to die now. If I can become a pharmacist in the Prince Jin's Mansion, it will be my wish." Du Chun's head was not slow, and he hurriedly expressed his determination.

This woman is really cruel.

She only saved her life yesterday, and she turned her face and refused to recognize anyone in just one night.

Since King Jin and Du Chun had no objections, Feng Wuxie no longer insisted, nodded and said: "It's fine if you two are willing."

One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. What happens after that has nothing to do with her Feng Wuxie.

Hearing what Feng Wuxie said, Gong Muran breathed out quietly, and Du Chun returned him with an understanding look.

The two were flirting there, wondering what riddles they were playing, Feng Wuxie didn't want to delve into it, so he went out to wash.

Seeing Feng Wuxie walk out of the door, Du Chun picked up the medicine bowl and continued her work just now.

The two of them were speechless for a moment, and it was Gong Moran who spoke first: "Du Chun, a well-known miracle doctor in the world."

Regarding Gong Moran's recognition of his identity, Du Chun showed an expression of indifference, and only focused on the work at hand.

"I don't dare to be a genius doctor, I just know a little bit, otherwise the prince's poison, I won't be powerless."

"Miraculous Physician Du is being modest. At first I thought it was just an ordinary poison, but who would have thought it would be Gu poison?"

(End of this chapter)