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Chapter 490 Virus or virus?

When Cheng Wei walked in, he saw Cheng Che leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book casually at his hand, Bajin standing beside him.

When the second brother was reading a book, she walked over and sat down naturally. She glanced at the title of the book. She couldn't help but be surprised, why did the second brother read medical books?

There are only many medical books in the Imperial Medical Department, just just use them to pass the time. Eight jin, and go pour a cup of tea for the third girl.

Bajin responded quickly, and after a moment, he brought two cups of hot tea, and found an excuse to retreat.

What do you think of the two looking at each other and sang in unison.

Cheng Wei burst out laughing, his eyes flicked at Cheng Che, and said: I'm fine, I'm too tired before, I've been sleeping for several days. What about my second brother?

I'm much better, too.

Cheng Wei was still worried, so he looked at Cheng Che carefully, and then smiled after looking at the diagnosis: It seemed that he had recovered well, but his eyebrows were a little blue. I don’t know if it was because of the master’s medication, so I went back to ask for advice.

She said, bent down to get the pillow: My second brother is weak, so let's lie down.

Cheng Che's face changed drastically, and he held the pillow tightly.

The second brother Cheng Wei looked puzzled.

Cheng Che squeezed out a smile: I think it's good to sit like this

It would be more comfortable to put a pillow behind him and lean on him. Cheng Wei twitched the pillow, but Cheng Che pressed it tightly and couldn't pull it out, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Mother, why did you come? Cheng Wei looked up with a surprised look on his face.

Cheng Che subconsciously turned around, and his subordinate suddenly relaxed, and the girl smiled and said: Let me see what good thing is hidden under the second brother's pillow.

He hurriedly turned around and saw Cheng Wei holding a booklet with his eyes wide open.

Cheng Che took the booklet away. The ignorant little girl who was righteous and educated her inexperienced, but she lost her stance. She stared at Cheng Wei for a while and squeezed out a sentence: That was a fight between fairies, there was nothing to read.

Cheng Wei had read such a villain's book. Although he left a psychological shadow at that time, when Cheng Che said this, he had already smiled so hard that he asked innocently: Are the fairies fighting without clothes?

Cheng Che was almost sweating coldly, and he said seriously: How can fairies be the same as humans? Well, this is not something that girls should care about.

Cheng Wei nodded with a clear face: Uh, I understand, this is what my second brother should care about. Well, so, my second brother is learning to fight with fairy

Mr. Cheng was completely in a bad state. He suddenly coughed for a while and said with his forehead: It seems like he is a little dizzy. Weiwei, I may have to take a rest, so why don’t you come again tomorrow.

After admiring enough someone who was embarrassed but pretended to be nothing, Cheng Wei left with satisfaction.

Cheng Che shouted Bajin in with a dark face, rolled up the villain's book, knocked on his forehead, and said in anger: Treasure me well, such a good thing, I'll enjoy watching it in front of Sumei when you go back

Bajin covered his forehead and jumped: Oh, young master, good young master, don't cheat on the young guy so much, it's easy for a little guy to have a wife.

Cheng Che was even more angry when he heard this and said angrily: It's not just that you are not easy.

This bastard really cheated him. How should he explain when he gets married to Weiwei?

Cheng Che was about to cry but he was crying, but Cheng Wei walked briskly and headed straight for Xuanqing Temple.

Didn’t you give you more rest? Why did you come here and ask indifferently?

I missed my master. Cheng smiled and said.

The Beiming Zhenren on the side touched his nose.

The junior sister is so sweet-mouthed. It’s a pity that the master is all over a hundred years old, so I’m too lazy to listen to such words.

Zhenren Jingling did not cooperate with the idea of ​​the eldest disciple at all. A gentle smile slowly appeared on Qingling Wubo's face: I want to see him, but I don't have to hurry.

Beiming Real Person

Master, you are bullying honest people

Cheng Wei turned to the topic: I went to the Imperial Medical Office to meet my second brother today. I found that although his injuries have recovered a lot, his eyebrows are faintly green. The disciple is not well-educated, so I want to ask Master for advice on what is the reason.

The thirteen qualities of Fu Medical are like a vast sea of ​​smoke. Many qualities are only proficient in one or two subjects throughout their lives. No matter how talented Cheng Wei is, he still needs to do it step by step.

Zhenren Jingling restrained his smile and pondered for a moment: I noticed this when I was treating his injuries. The blue color appeared and disappeared from time to time, which was very strange. It didn't look like a disease, it was poisonous, but it didn't look like it.

Du Chengwei's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly remembered someone, and his face changed drastically. Master, my second brother is probably poisoned.

Well, Jingling raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Wei was quite excited and explained: I had a few encounters with King Nan'an. Looking at his breath, even his lips were blue. It was obvious that he had been poisoned since he was a child, and he had become such a situation over time. My second brother's eyebrows were faintly blue, and his symptoms were still shallow. If I hadn't heard from Master's mention of poison, I wouldn't have remembered it for a while.

Fu Dai’s diagnosis mainly focuses on observing its breath, and the color of the breath they see is completely different from the pale or rosy faces of ordinary people, and the mystery is hard to convey.

Zhenren Jingling shook his head slowly: It doesn’t look like he was poisoned.

Cheng Wei had long lost the relaxed mood when he came, and frowned and said: Master, the more I think about it, the more I feel that the symptoms of the second brother and King Nan'an are somewhat similar. If it weren't for poisoning, then what would it be?

The true man of Beiming couldn't help but say: Junior sister, when did you see it for King Nan'an? You should know that the doctor's diagnosis is often a slight difference.

Cheng Wei was speechless.

She had just started the school for a while, and if she said she had read it wrong, it was also possible.

Jing Ling Zhenren spoke: Since Xuanwei felt that Cheng Che's symptoms were somewhat similar to that of King Nan'an, Beiming, please ask King Nan'an to visit him and take a look.

Master, a few days ago, the emperor invited a banquet for those who drove out the epidemic and rescued the disaster. The King of Nan'an was not present. It is said that he was not very healthy and could not leave. The true man of Beiming said.

Master Cheng Wei looked at Jing Ling Zhenren with his eyes.

Forget it, Beiming will follow me to the Nan'an Palace tomorrow morning.

Beiming's real person shook his beard.

This chief disciple can't do it anymore, and he needs the master's care to add his head.

Master, I will go with you.

Jing Ling's face sank: Xuanwei, I haven't my master said that what you need most at the moment is to calm down and not to waste your energy. If you can't even do this, then the master will not help you.

Cheng Wei did not dare to say more, so he had to honestly respond and returned to the Duke of Wei's mansion.

Not long after she returned to Hengwuyuan, she came to report to the song: Girl, the prince is here.

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