Chapter 3075: 3075
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Mo Siyu stares at the note for a while, then puts it on the candle and burns it to ashes.
She knew the handwriting. Aunt Yun San's handwriting and the faint smell of herbs on the note were specially for hemostasis.
Who's hurt?
If Uncle Luo Zifeng, aunt Yun San couldn't be so anxious, risking the risk of being captured by the Chu family, so anxious to send a letter in the middle of the night.
The only possibility is that my brother is injured!
But who can hurt my brother?
After all, for such a long time, the high priest didn't even find his brother.
Mo Siyu put on his clothes and went back to his room. When he heard that the people on the bed were breathing differently, he put his finger under Chu Chuyan's breath and found that Chu Chuyan's breath was boiling hot and seemed to be mixed with flowing fire.
She raised her hand and touched Chu Chuyan's forehead. Seeing that her forehead was hot, she quickly took out a pill from the medicine bag, poured warm water, held Chu Chuyan up, pinched his chin open, took the pill to Chu Chuyan along with the warm water, and then pasted a cool and cold pad soaked in medicine on Chu Chuyan's forehead.
Chu Chu Yan was burning in a daze. When he took the medicine, he opened his eyes to see Mo Siyu and laughed at her. After eating the medicine, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After finishing all this, Mo Siyu changed his night clothes, blew out the candle, opened the window, twisted his medicine bag, and jumped out of the window....
there was a cold wind whistling in his ear. When Mo Siyu turned out of the courtyard wall of Chu house, he saw two horses waiting in the corner, and on the back of one of them was a small man wearing a cloak.
Looking at his figure, Mo Siyu recognized that the man was Yun San.
"Aunt Yun San." Mo Siyu quickly ran over, quickly turned over and mounted the horse, and asked eagerly, "is it my brother who is injured?"
Cloud three some words hard to say: "if not young master, we also not as well find you here."
Mo Siyu was worried: "how is the injury? Is it serious? Who hurt my brother? "
Cloud three don't want to answer: "you'd better wait until you see the young master, so many questions, I can't say clearly for a while and a half."
She raised the whip, aimed at Mo Siyu's horse back and whipped it hard. The horse ran quickly.
The two quickly went to the back yard of the Inn and went in through the back door to the secret private room.
In the eye is a fairly exquisite bed, slender young people lying on the bed, motionless, seems to be asleep.
Mo Siyu looked at Yun San and asked, "where's uncle Zifeng?"
"I think I went to the kitchen to cook medicine." Cloud three walked over, lifted the curtain, opened the bedclothes: "I don't know what's going on, it's clear that the wound is not big, but after applying the medicine, I have a fever and fall into sleep."
Mo Siyu unties Mo Chengyue's belt, looks at the wound, touches Mo Chengyue's forehead, and stares at the handsome face he hasn't seen in nearly a year. He is in a trance.
My brother seems to have grown up and become more mature. Although his figure is still the outline of a young man, he seems to be much more stable than before.
Mo Siyu felt the pulse, "his fever and lethargy were not caused by the inflammation of the wound, but by the wind and cold. He was probably ill at the beginning. Relying on his youth and strength, he had been strong and didn't care.
After a long time, I was injured again, and my resistance declined. Those cold symptoms suddenly worsened and turned into cold. If I take some medicine and have a good rest for a few days, it should be OK. "
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Mo Siyu stares at the note for a while, then puts it on the candle and burns it to ashes.
She knew the handwriting. Aunt Yun San's handwriting and the faint smell of herbs on the note were specially for hemostasis.
Who's hurt?
If Uncle Luo Zifeng, aunt Yun San couldn't be so anxious, risking the risk of being captured by the Chu family, so anxious to send a letter in the middle of the night.
The only possibility is that my brother is injured!
But who can hurt my brother?
After all, for such a long time, the high priest didn't even find his brother.
Mo Siyu put on his clothes and went back to his room. When he heard that the people on the bed were breathing differently, he put his finger under Chu Chuyan's breath and found that Chu Chuyan's breath was boiling hot and seemed to be mixed with flowing fire.
She raised her hand and touched Chu Chuyan's forehead. Seeing that her forehead was hot, she quickly took out a pill from the medicine bag, poured warm water, held Chu Chuyan up, pinched his chin open, took the pill to Chu Chuyan along with the warm water, and then pasted a cool and cold pad soaked in medicine on Chu Chuyan's forehead.
Chu Chu Yan was burning in a daze. When he took the medicine, he opened his eyes to see Mo Siyu and laughed at her. After eating the medicine, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After finishing all this, Mo Siyu changed his night clothes, blew out the candle, opened the window, twisted his medicine bag, and jumped out of the window....
there was a cold wind whistling in his ear. When Mo Siyu turned out of the courtyard wall of Chu house, he saw two horses waiting in the corner, and on the back of one of them was a small man wearing a cloak.
Looking at his figure, Mo Siyu recognized that the man was Yun San.
"Aunt Yun San." Mo Siyu quickly ran over, quickly turned over and mounted the horse, and asked eagerly, "is it my brother who is injured?"
Cloud three some words hard to say: "if not young master, we also not as well find you here."
Mo Siyu was worried: "how is the injury? Is it serious? Who hurt my brother? "
Cloud three don't want to answer: "you'd better wait until you see the young master, so many questions, I can't say clearly for a while and a half."
She raised the whip, aimed at Mo Siyu's horse back and whipped it hard. The horse ran quickly.
The two quickly went to the back yard of the Inn and went in through the back door to the secret private room.
In the eye is a fairly exquisite bed, slender young people lying on the bed, motionless, seems to be asleep.
Mo Siyu looked at Yun San and asked, "where's uncle Zifeng?"
"I think I went to the kitchen to cook medicine." Cloud three walked over, lifted the curtain, opened the bedclothes: "I don't know what's going on, it's clear that the wound is not big, but after applying the medicine, I have a fever and fall into sleep."
Mo Siyu unties Mo Chengyue's belt, looks at the wound, touches Mo Chengyue's forehead, and stares at the handsome face he hasn't seen in nearly a year. He is in a trance.
My brother seems to have grown up and become more mature. Although his figure is still the outline of a young man, he seems to be much more stable than before.
Mo Siyu felt the pulse, "his fever and lethargy were not caused by the inflammation of the wound, but by the wind and cold. He was probably ill at the beginning. Relying on his youth and strength, he had been strong and didn't care.
After a long time, I was injured again, and my resistance declined. Those cold symptoms suddenly worsened and turned into cold. If I take some medicine and have a good rest for a few days, it should be OK. "
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Mo Siyu stares at the note for a while, then puts it on the candle and burns it to ashes. She knew the handwriting. Aunt Yun San's handwriting and the faint smell of herbs on the note were specially for hemostasis. Who's hurt? If Uncle Luo Zifeng, aunt Yun San couldn't be so anxious, risking the risk of being captured by the Chu family, so anxious to send a letter in the middle of the night. The only possibility is that my brother is injured! But who can hurt my brother? After all, for such a long time, the high priest didn't even find his brother. Mo Siyu put on his clothes and went back to his room. When he heard that the people on the bed were breathing differently, he put his finger under Chu Chuyan's breath and found that Chu Chuyan's breath was boiling hot and seemed to be mixed with flowing fire. She raised her hand and touched Chu Chuyan's forehead. Seeing that her forehead was hot, she quickly took out a pill from the medicine bag, poured warm water, held Chu Chuyan up, pinched his chin open, took the pill to Chu Chuyan along with the warm water, and then pasted a cool and cold pad soaked in medicine on Chu Chuyan's forehead. Chu Chu Yan was burning in a daze. When he took the medicine, he opened his eyes to see Mo Siyu and laughed at her. After eating the medicine, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. After finishing all this, Mo Siyu changed his night clothes, blew out the candle, opened the window, twisted his medicine bag, and jumped out of the window.... there was a cold wind whistling in his ear. When Mo Siyu turned out of the courtyard wall of Chu house, he saw two horses waiting in the corner, and on the back of one of them was a small man wearing a cloak. Looking at his figure, Mo Siyu recognized that the man was Yun San. "Aunt Yun San." Mo Siyu quickly ran over, quickly turned over and mounted the horse, and asked eagerly, "is it my brother who is injured?" Cloud three some words hard to say: "if not young master, we also not as well find you here." Mo Siyu was worried: "how is the injury? Is it serious? Who hurt my brother? " Cloud three don't want to answer: "you'd better wait until you see the young master, so many questions, I can't say clearly for a while and a half." She raised the whip, aimed at Mo Siyu's horse back and whipped it hard. The horse ran quickly. The two quickly went to the back yard of the Inn and went in through the back door to the secret private room. In the eye is a fairly exquisite bed, slender young people lying on the bed, motionless, seems to be asleep. Mo Siyu looked at Yun San and asked, "where's uncle Zifeng?" "I think I went to the kitchen to cook medicine." Cloud three walked over, lifted the curtain, opened the bedclothes: "I don't know what's going on, it's clear that the wound is not big, but after applying the medicine, I have a fever and fall into sleep." Mo Siyu unties Mo Chengyue's belt, looks at the wound, touches Mo Chengyue's forehead, and stares at the handsome face he hasn't seen in nearly a year. He is in a trance. My brother seems to have grown up and become more mature. Although his figure is still the outline of a young man, he seems to be much more stable than before. Mo Siyu felt the pulse, "his fever and lethargy were not caused by the inflammation of the wound, but by the wind and cold. He was probably ill at the beginning. Relying on his youth and strength, he had been strong and didn't care. After a long time, I was injured again, and my resistance declined. Those cold symptoms suddenly worsened and turned into cold. If I take some medicine and have a good rest for a few days, it should be OK. " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
