Chapter 1625 Night Visit to Foreign Affairs Pavilion

Realizing that he was the only one left in the courtyard, Yang Chen stretched out his lazily, opened his eyes, and looked in the direction where Chen Wen disappeared.

"It's really a big deal!"

The impatient look, combined with this sentence of neither high nor low, gives people a very strange feeling.

The night was quiet at night, and the colorful lights in the Yue Palace reflected the entire sky. There was no light on the Anlan Villa, only a black shadow stayed on the window mortar, as if waiting for something.

But in a moment, a figure flashed by and stayed there.

"Young Master Yang, what's wrong with you suddenly calling me over here in such a hurry?"

The visitor saw that there was no light in the house. When he looked at Yang Chen who was coming out of the shadow, his whole face was full of curiosity. This person was Wei Xiong, who was a guest.

"I asked you to go to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion to deliver medicine some time ago. Do you still remember the layout there clearly?"

Yang Chen shook the light in his eyes and did not directly answer Wei Xiong's question, but suddenly asked something else.

"Remember! Why don't you remember? Those people took me in in person that day, so I was so careful." Wei Xiong was instantly proud of this, "No, Mr. Yang, why did you suddenly ask me these things? Is there anything else?"

"I need you and I to go to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion now. Would you like to lead me?"

Yang Chen raised his eyes and stared at Wei Xiong, his eyes filled with incomprehensible emotions. He threw out a sentence, making Wei Xiong a little dizzy.

"That's certain. It's my honor to be able to lead Mr. Yang! Let's take you there now."

Wei Xiong, who came to his senses, quickly responded to this, and then he looked very excited and took Yang Chen to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion.

Foreign Affairs Pavilion.

"Doctor, what's the situation with Mo Li?"

At this time, there were many people in Mo Li's room, including Qige Lao, Tianming, Sun Zhan and others, all paying close attention to Mo Li who was lying quietly on the bed without any vitality.

Bai Tian Moli was sent back to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion. Seeing that the person was injured so much, the Master Qi Pavilion hurriedly called everyone in the Foreign Affairs Pavilion and arrested all the doctors in the jurisdiction of the King of Yue, with the purpose of treating him.

However, no one even had a solution for more than a dozen people to diagnose. The troubled Seventh Pavilion Master was in a hurry. Now that there was a problem with the true disciple of the Fifth Elder, he was not responsible for the consequences.

It was not until night that there was only the last person left, staring at Mo Li on the bed. The eyes of Qige Lao's elder were filled with blood, and his slightly red and swollen eyes did not shift at all, and all the focus was on Mo Li's body.

"Ge Master, I have the same opinion as before. Mr. Moli suddenly increased his strength due to the drug problem. Now it is time to rest with peace of mind, but he was interrupted again. It seems that his martial arts are completely useless, and it is God's will to be able to save his life now."

The doctor's eyebrows were filled with helplessness and regret. Now a good boy has become like this. No matter how you think about it, it makes people feel distressed.

After hearing what the doctor said, Master Qige collapsed uncontrollably on the ground. The expression on his face was unspeakable, and there was a kind of speechlessness that was indescribable, but it was not sad.

Tianming, who was standing next to Qige Lao, quickly reached out to support Qige Lao, hesitated in his heart for a long time, and finally said it.

"Ge Master, you have been working here for a day and must be very tired. Why not go and rest. Let us leave the matter here. If there are any other situations, we will tell you as soon as possible, as for Moli..."

Tianming, who was supporting Qige Lao, looked at his teacher's so sad look, and felt indescribable. He spoke and turned his gaze to Mo Li, who had his eyes closed when he paused.

"As for Moli, today we have found many doctors, and their opinions are surprisingly unified. We have no effective solution now. Why not just do this first? If you really can't bear it, I will go far away and ask some other doctors to treat him tomorrow."

Tianming said this, and it was particularly reasonable. The dark light in the eyes of the Qige Lao showed up. He locked the person on the bed and nodded slightly to Tianming.

"Since that's the case, I'll leave it to you here. If there is any abnormality, I'll report it to me as soon as possible."

The Seven Pavilion Master, who was gradually standing upright, spoke in front of everyone with an extremely sad look, glanced at the person on the bed with deep meaning, and then slowly turned around and prepared to leave.

"Sun Zhan, please help me send the cabinet back to the tent!"

The trembling figure made Tianming feel a little unbearable, and he whispered to Sun Zhan next to him.

After receiving the order, Sun Zhan jumped to the next door to the Qige Lao immediately, followed him in awe, and asked him to send him back to the tent.

The moment the Qige Lao entered the camp, he focused his eyes on his table, with a thin golden leaf on it, and the stripes on it were particularly familiar.

With a slight squinting, he subconsciously took a step back and went directly outside the camp. His eyes were as quick as an eagle, looking around at the surroundings and then quickly covered himself and entered the camp.

An anxious step quickly moved towards the innermost part of the camp. A figure hidden in the black appeared in the inner room covered by incense.

The man wearing a huge black cloak faced his back to Qige Lao, sat next to the tea table, savoring the tea dishes he had just cooked at his fingertips. He seemed to notice the movement behind him, and the tea cup in his right hand was slowly placed on the table.

"I'm finally back, I thought you were going to have a show there all night!"

The low and slightly hoarse voice, with a little unique accent, is particularly distinctive, but despite this, the sarcasm in the tone is undoubtedly revealed.

"No matter what, Mo Li is also the personal disciple of the fifth elder, and he is still the one he likes the most. If I don't handle it properly, the fifth brother will only find me in the end!"

Faced with the ridicule of the visitor, Master Qige didn't care and replied gently, without any taboo, sat directly opposite the man, savoring the tea that had been arranged on the other side of the table.

"What are you afraid of? Do you still do little like this?"

Hearing the Qige Lao refuted his words, the black shadow sneered in front of him, as if he had heard something particularly funny.

"If you didn't have to be clean every time you make trouble, how could you have what you are now!"
Chapter completed!