Chapter 4004: 4004
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The witch doctor's face turned white with fright and nodded: "yes, yes, I know my humble position."
Zhuang Qingyun warned: "this matter is rotten in my stomach. When I came to the high priest, I only said that the young lady was delicate and weak, and she was frozen. Now it's very cold. I need to rest for a few days to get better."
"Yes, yes." The witch doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Zhuang Qingyun changed the topic and asked, "what happened to the high priest's leg?"
"The high priest's bone etching poison has penetrated into the bone marrow and is aching day by day. But there is a way to prevent the poison from spreading. As long as master Qingyun gives your order, he will be killed or prevented from spreading."
"If he continues to let the bone etching poison spread, how long can he possibly live?"
"It will take half a year at the fastest, and almost two years at the slowest." The witch doctor pinched his finger and calculated the day: "now the poison has spread for several months, but the bones are aching day by day and night. When they can't stand the pain, they will be mad. They can't control their temper, and they are very manic. They like to curse people and throw things. If it's going to take a while, they may want to be killed, so as to get rid of the pain as soon as possible."
Zhuang Qingyun's lips slowly floated a smile: "relieve the pain as soon as possible? How can I let him relieve his pain as soon as possible?
He should live day by day and live a long time. It's better to be tortured by this kind of pain than to die. "
The man's warm and handsome face is full of bone like hate. The light light light comes out of his good-looking eyes. His fists are clenched, his teeth are clenched, and his fingertips are pinched into the palm of his hand.
The witch doctor reminded: "young master Qingyun, we are going to the front yard. Go in."
The emotion on Zhuang Qingyun's face suddenly converged, and he slowly entered the courtyard with the witch doctor and stepped on the steps
When Zhuang huaisen heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu was infected with the cold, he was very anxious. When he heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu would be OK, he felt more comfortable.
He grabbed the tea cup at hand and smashed it at the witch doctor: "it's useless. You can't help our priest's leg. If you can't cure Xiao Yu's cold, our priest will cut off your head."
The witch doctor was so frightened that he knelt down and didn't dare to say a word.
Zhuang Qingyun intentionally or unintentionally blocked in front of the witch doctor, blocked Zhuang huaisen's eyes, and advised: "why is the high priest so angry? People eat grains and grains is not an iron body. The young lady is very filial. She comes to take care of the high priest every day. She is probably too tired, so she falls ill.
It's the eldest young master and the second young master. They don't know where they have gone. They haven't been seen these days.
The high priest, the first young master and the second young master have never been away from the priesthood for such a long time. Do you want me to let Deputy General Zhang go out and find them back?
If something happens outside, it's not good. "
Hearing this, Zhuang huaisen's eyes twinkled and said, "no, you just need to take care of the affairs in the government. You don't have to worry about other things.
They are all adults. They have a sense of propriety in what they do. After going out for such a long time, I'm afraid they can come back in a few days. "
Zhuang Qingyun lowered his eyes, "what the high priest said is that I am at ease."
Zhuang Qingyun looked at the witch doctor kneeling behind him and falsely scolded: "it's a hindrance to the eyes of the high priest to still pestle here. Don't you step back quickly."
The witch doctor looked at Zhuang Qingyun gratefully, twisted the medicine box and quickly got out of the bedroom.
Zhuang huaisen waved his hand to Zhuang Qingyun: "go out, too. I'll be alone."
Zhuang Qingyun tucked in the quilt corner, poured a cup of tea again, put it on the bedside table, raised his feet out of the bedroom and took the door with him
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The witch doctor's face turned white with fright and nodded: "yes, yes, I know my humble position."
Zhuang Qingyun warned: "this matter is rotten in my stomach. When I came to the high priest, I only said that the young lady was delicate and weak, and she was frozen. Now it's very cold. I need to rest for a few days to get better."
"Yes, yes." The witch doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Zhuang Qingyun changed the topic and asked, "what happened to the high priest's leg?"
"The high priest's bone etching poison has penetrated into the bone marrow and is aching day by day. But there is a way to prevent the poison from spreading. As long as master Qingyun gives your order, he will be killed or prevented from spreading."
"If he continues to let the bone etching poison spread, how long can he possibly live?"
"It will take half a year at the fastest, and almost two years at the slowest." The witch doctor pinched his finger and calculated the day: "now the poison has spread for several months, but the bones are aching day by day and night. When they can't stand the pain, they will be mad. They can't control their temper, and they are very manic. They like to curse people and throw things. If it's going to take a while, they may want to be killed, so as to get rid of the pain as soon as possible."
Zhuang Qingyun's lips slowly floated a smile: "relieve the pain as soon as possible? How can I let him relieve his pain as soon as possible?
He should live day by day and live a long time. It's better to be tortured by this kind of pain than to die. "
The man's warm and handsome face is full of bone like hate. The light light light comes out of his good-looking eyes. His fists are clenched, his teeth are clenched, and his fingertips are pinched into the palm of his hand.
The witch doctor reminded: "young master Qingyun, we are going to the front yard. Go in."
The emotion on Zhuang Qingyun's face suddenly converged, and he slowly entered the courtyard with the witch doctor and stepped on the steps
When Zhuang huaisen heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu was infected with the cold, he was very anxious. When he heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu would be OK, he felt more comfortable.
He grabbed the tea cup at hand and smashed it at the witch doctor: "it's useless. You can't help our priest's leg. If you can't cure Xiao Yu's cold, our priest will cut off your head."
The witch doctor was so frightened that he knelt down and didn't dare to say a word.
Zhuang Qingyun intentionally or unintentionally blocked in front of the witch doctor, blocked Zhuang huaisen's eyes, and advised: "why is the high priest so angry? People eat grains and grains is not an iron body. The young lady is very filial. She comes to take care of the high priest every day. She is probably too tired, so she falls ill.
It's the eldest young master and the second young master. They don't know where they have gone. They haven't been seen these days.
The high priest, the first young master and the second young master have never been away from the priesthood for such a long time. Do you want me to let Deputy General Zhang go out and find them back?
If something happens outside, it's not good. "
Hearing this, Zhuang huaisen's eyes twinkled and said, "no, you just need to take care of the affairs in the government. You don't have to worry about other things.
They are all adults. They have a sense of propriety in what they do. After going out for such a long time, I'm afraid they can come back in a few days. "
Zhuang Qingyun lowered his eyes, "what the high priest said is that I am at ease."
Zhuang Qingyun looked at the witch doctor kneeling behind him and falsely scolded: "it's a hindrance to the eyes of the high priest to still pestle here. Don't you step back quickly."
The witch doctor looked at Zhuang Qingyun gratefully, twisted the medicine box and quickly got out of the bedroom.
Zhuang huaisen waved his hand to Zhuang Qingyun: "go out, too. I'll be alone."
Zhuang Qingyun tucked in the quilt corner, poured a cup of tea again, put it on the bedside table, raised his feet out of the bedroom and took the door with him
The witch doctor's face turned white with fright and nodded: "yes, yes, I know my humble position."Zhuang Qingyun warned: "this matter is rotten in my stomach. When I came to the high priest, I only said that the young lady was delicate and weak, and she was frozen. Now it's very cold. I need to rest for a few days to get better.""Yes, yes." The witch doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead.Zhuang Qingyun changed the topic and asked, "what happened to the high priest's leg?""The high priest's bone etching poison has penetrated into the bone marrow and is aching day by day. But there is a way to prevent the poison from spreading. As long as master Qingyun gives your order, he will be killed or prevented from spreading.""If he continues to let the bone etching poison spread, how long can he possibly live?""It will take half a year at the fastest, and almost two years at the slowest." The witch doctor pinched his finger and calculated the day: "now the poison has spread for several months, but the bones are aching day by day and night. When they can't stand the pain, they will be mad. They can't control their temper, and they are very manic. They like to curse people and throw things. If it's going to take a while, they may want to be killed, so as to get rid of the pain as soon as possible."Zhuang Qingyun's lips slowly floated a smile: "relieve the pain as soon as possible? How can I let him relieve his pain as soon as possible?He should live day by day and live a long time. It's better to be tortured by this kind of pain than to die. "The man's warm and handsome face is full of bone like hate. The light light light comes out of his good-looking eyes. His fists are clenched, his teeth are clenched, and his fingertips are pinched into the palm of his hand.The witch doctor reminded: "young master Qingyun, we are going to the front yard. Go in."The emotion on Zhuang Qingyun's face suddenly converged, and he slowly entered the courtyard with the witch doctor and stepped on the stepsWhen Zhuang huaisen heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu was infected with the cold, he was very anxious. When he heard that Zhuang Xiaoyu would be OK, he felt more comfortable.He grabbed the tea cup at hand and smashed it at the witch doctor: "it's useless. You can't help our priest's leg. If you can't cure Xiao Yu's cold, our priest will cut off your head."The witch doctor was so frightened that he knelt down and didn't dare to say a word.Zhuang Qingyun intentionally or unintentionally blocked in front of the witch doctor, blocked Zhuang huaisen's eyes, and advised: "why is the high priest so angry? People eat grains and grains is not an iron body. The young lady is very filial. She comes to take care of the high priest every day. She is probably too tired, so she falls ill.It's the eldest young master and the second young master. They don't know where they have gone. They haven't been seen these days.The high priest, the first young master and the second young master have never been away from the priesthood for such a long time. Do you want me to let Deputy General Zhang go out and find them back?If something happens outside, it's not good. "Hearing this, Zhuang huaisen's eyes twinkled and said, "no, you just need to take care of the affairs in the government. You don't have to worry about other things.They are all adults. They have a sense of propriety in what they do. After going out for such a long time, I'm afraid they can come back in a few days. "Zhuang Qingyun lowered his eyes, "what the high priest said is that I am at ease."Zhuang Qingyun looked at the witch doctor kneeling behind him and falsely scolded: "it's a hindrance to the eyes of the high priest to still pestle here. Don't you step back quickly."The witch doctor looked at Zhuang Qingyun gratefully, twisted the medicine box and quickly got out of the bedroom.Zhuang huaisen waved his hand to Zhuang Qingyun: "go out, too. I'll be alone."Zhuang Qingyun tucked in the quilt corner, poured a cup of tea again, put it on the bedside table, raised his feet out of the bedroom and took the door with him
