Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 21|I don’t know what happened the day before.
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Although Meng Qi’s expression is natural, his eyebrows are folded, and he looks troubled by illness, but Moli can’t help but wonder if this is a conspiracy? Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence?
Let’s talk about the elixir first, who will raise elixir at home? Can you survive?
Without enough aura, the elixir will slowly wither.
——Meng Qi’s rhetoric is like a lie specially designed after knowing Moli’s preferences.
But the problem is also here. Moli is very careful every time he enters the mountain. Even Qin Lu doesn’t know that he is growing ginseng and raising white foxes. Who knows his hobbies? Let’s talk about the fat mouse, its existence is unthinkable to ordinary people, and it only appears once.
If this is a conspiracy, only wandering souls can do this.
Mo Li was cold on his back, and he tried his best to make his expression flat, as if untouched, while paying attention to Meng Qi’s reaction.
——Such deliberate means, but did not reap the expected effect, the conspirators are more or less, there will always be something abnormal.
Mo Li thought so, but he could not find even a trace of anxiety or dissatisfaction from Meng Qi.
“…”
Forget it, there is a specialization in the surgery industry.
If you want to confront intrigue and ingenuity, Moli thinks he is not an opponent, but he is a doctor. Anyone who is deliberately trying to pretend to be sick will have nowhere to hide as long as he has the first pulse.
“I have never encountered this disease. I am not sure whether it can be cured or not. Let me signal the pulse.” Moli said lightly. In fact, for those who practice internal skills, the wrist pulse is the gate of life. When a person is buckled, it is equivalent to being tied up. If the famous doctor you met was also a master of the inner family, it would be no different from handing over his life.
Mo Li and Meng Qi are not new to each other, and they are still very strange.
Delivering trust to strangers is not an easy task.
“You use a bladeless knife, you are a high disciple of Qin Lu, I believe in the eyes of the genius doctor Xuan Hu.” Meng Qi thought for a while, and quickly made a decision.
Despite his eagerness to seek medical treatment, Doctor Mo still felt the pressure-this person is so cunning, not to trust him, but to trust Mr. Qin, in the face of the teacher’s reputation, can he regret not looking at him?
No.
Mo Li said with a cold face, since it was the patient who was sent to the door, why not take a look.
So there was such a peculiar scene in the wind and snow all over the sky, and the doctor screamed through the wind and snow, not to mention the lack of tables and chairs even a shed. Surrounded by wilderness and ridges, it can be said to be very indifferent.
The moment Doctor Mo’s fingers touched Meng Qi’s wrist, he was shaken away by an inch.
Moli’s expression has changed slightly, and his internal strength is so tyrannical. What kind of technique is this?
Internal strength generally tends to the Taoist method, paying attention to the long breath, which is intended to be constant between heaven and earth, and it is a trickle into the sea. With such a domineering internal strength, are you not afraid of damage to your meridians? This kind of martial arts, which kills one thousand enemies and hurts eight hundred, is supposed to be inferior learning.
Doctor Mo slowed down, tried to detect his pulse again, and then he was stunned.
He looked up at Meng Qi in disbelief. At this moment, he finally understood what Qin Lu said back then, what it’s like to discover a martial arts wizard accidentally.
Is this natural meridian strong?
The internal breath flowing in it is like the Yangtze River. Not only that, but it also means that the power of a flesh and blood body is several times that of ordinary people. Conversely, in ancient times, great men could lift a tripod and beat a frantic horse with one punch in the busy city because of their extraordinary talents. In addition to strength, they can withstand heavy pressure and shock from their bones and muscles.
Qin Lu met Moli back then, and he couldn’t bear to let go, because of such a talent, it would be a pity not to learn martial arts.
Now Mo Li has met Meng Qi, and the other party’s talent is even higher than him, ten times higher, so high that Dr. Mo begins to doubt life.
Can mortals reach this level? How did such a good muscle and bone come into being? Can you meet your father and Lingtang? Did your ancestors have people with extraordinary talents, father’s side or mother’s side? If neither, how old were your father and Lingtang when they had you? Where did they live back then, was it a blessed land with abundant spiritual energy?
Mo Lei’s thoughts are like wild horses, and in a blink of an eye they ran to an unknown distance.
Meng Qi watched the other party pressing his wrist, he was too imaginary, and he didn’t return for a long time.
Although their martial arts people are not afraid of the cold and heat, is there something wrong with them just standing here and drinking the northwest wind?
“…Doctor?”
“Huh?”
Mo Lei finally reacted, he coughed dryly, threw all those thoughts behind his head, and began to signal the pulse seriously.
His brows wrinkled slowly, and they became tighter as they frowned.
Meng Qi is indeed sick, some small meridians are blocked, and the stagnation is serious, and it should not be pretended, because that location is very difficult—
“Do you have a headache? How many attacks a day?”
“Nothing.”
“…you have some problems with the meridians near the Baihui point,” Doctor Mo said, thinking with deep heart, that after changing to an ordinary person, he would have a headache and splitting, but this patient’s body is different from an ordinary person.
Moli didn’t dare to instill aura at all. He was afraid that it would have a counter-effect, and his internal force would protect the meridians. Now to open up the meridians, the obstacles he encounters are also internal.
“Your illness is a madness, and others cannot cure it because your martial arts are too high and your internal strength is too strong. Acupuncture and moxibustion are not good, and decoctions are not good. It stands to reason that the safest way is to hire an internal force. A master above you guides you through the meridians, but I suspect that there is no such master in the world.”
The corner of Moli’s mouth twitched, and couldn’t help saying, “Moreover, the meridian failure is just a trigger. Even if it is opened up, it can only control the condition and prevent it from becoming more serious. The current disease will not disappear.” /
“Why is this?”
Meng Qi finally had a stern look in his eyes, and Mo Li was subconsciously surprised by the awe-inspiring attitude.
It seems that Xue Lingjun did not lie, Mo Li thought.
However, he didn’t want to buy this kind of patient who threatened the doctor. Doctor Mo retracted his hand and said slowly: “The inducement is like a fire, cook porridge in a pot. Remove the fire in the stove, and the porridge will immediately change back. Rice?”
“…”
Meng Qi looked at the young man in front of him, not sure whether the other party was diagnosing seriously or teasing himself.
Sickness comes like a mountain, and it goes like a thread. If you are unlucky, he understands the truth when the disease is not only the root cause, but the body is ruined. But if it is good, why does it sound like the folk proverb of raw rice and cooked rice?
“Doctor Qin…”
“I don’t have the surname Qin.” Mo Li had been prepared, so he changed his name, “My surname is Mo, you said you will kill people after the attack, and the ones who killed were destroyed your house in the past. Jin Yiwei. The servant in the house just now, is it possible that Chengdu was involved in this matter?”
“Yes, only Kun Qi is not among them.”
“…is the person who killed the staff with the hidden weapon pear needle, and then committed suicide?”
Mo Li thought of the thin man, and suddenly wondered. It is reasonable to say that this group of people came for the treasure of the previous dynasty, why would they focus on Tang Xiaotang? When the skinny man was talking with Yuanwai in the study, he once said a very low voice, but he didn’t hear it clearly, but he didn’t avoid Moli’s ears.
The thin man thinks that Qin Lu lived in Zhushan County not for the treasures of the previous dynasty, but for a little baby.
So what happened to Xiaotang? The ink carp is puzzled.
“So what happened to the treasure of the previous dynasty?” Mo Li asked.
“I don’t know.” Meng Qi slowly said, “I don’t remember anything, even my own name, but for a person like me, even if I forget, someone will help me remember it. Yes. Dr. Mo, you tried to walk into the door of the inn, suddenly someone pointed at you and yelled your name, and then fainted?”
“…”
This is terrible. What kind of reputation can still make people fearful after fifteen years of the destruction of the previous dynasty?
Mo Li almost suspected that Meng Qi was bragging about himself, but the other party obviously didn’t have this need.
“So you call yourself Meng Qi, but in fact, you don’t know whether you are the former national teacher?” Mo Li quickly discovered that there was a problem.
“No, I am Meng Qi.”
“Reason?”
Doctor Mo asked, but in his heart he thought of what the teacher said, people who have lost their memories have cognition in their hearts, and they will quickly accept things when they see familiar things or hear familiar names.
However, Meng Qi said: “Why did Dr. Mo ask this? When you and I met for the first time, you didn’t blurt out and called out my name?”
“…”
No, it’s bragging, even if he doesn’t realize it, it’s bragging.
Mo Li thought stubbornly. He shook his head at Meng Qi: “Zunjia’s condition is very complicated, and there is nothing I can do about it.” He left without looking back.
“In that case, I can only go to Zhushan County to find the genius doctor Xuanhu…”
Until Meng Qi finished speaking, Mo Li turned around and returned. He stared at Meng Qi, suppressing his anger and said, “I can’t cure it, and the teacher can’t.”
“I sincerely seek medical treatment, it is one in ten thousand possibility, and I don’t want to miss it.”
Meng Qi put it lightly, but Mo Li dare not let such a person go to Zhushan County. What if he has to compare with Qin Lu who is the best in the world? It’s okay that this person is Meng Qi. If not, Xue Zhixian had seen Meng Guoshi, and he denied it, but this person didn’t believe it, so what if he insisted on forcing Qin Lu and Xue Zhixian to admit that he was Meng Qi? After all, his fault lies in his head!
“I can try to cure you.” Doctor Mo said through gritted teeth.
Meng Qi actually persuaded: “Don’t be embarrassed. I also know that this disease is tricky. If you reluctantly, how can I get away with it.”
“…”
Moli held the knife in his sleeve, he thought, he wanted to control himself.