Huang Mansion, Yanyue Pavilion.
Different from the quiet gurgling water outside the courtyard, the heat inside the Qingyue Pavilion was boiling, and the medicinal fragrance of cinnamon, fragrant orchid slowly floated out, making Qiu He who was standing outside the door waiting with a look of awe on his face.
"The fragrance of the medicine is cool and light but not dissipating. It seems that the young lady will soon become a spiritual doctor."
Qiu He can become Huang Xuelan's personal maid. Naturally, she is familiar with medical books and is quite knowledgeable. On weekdays, she can also help the young lady's refining. Prepare for medicine work.
"Buzz!"
Just when Qiu He was thinking about the future, there was a muffled sound of an elixir explosion furnace, and there was a shattering sound of things falling from the Queyue Pavilion.
Qiu He's expression changed, and he quickly opened the door and walked in. At first glance, he found that his young lady was pale and fell to the ground weakly.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Qiu He quickly stepped forward to help Huang Xuelan, took out a blood-restoring elixir from her arms and put it into her red lips, intending to feed the unconscious lady the medicine in a different way.
However, before she could open her mouth to feed the medicine, Huang Xuelan opened her slightly blood-red eyes, stretched out her catkins and pushed her away.
"Qiu He, I'm fine."
After saying that, Huang Xuelan coughed twice, and blood flowed from her delicate nose and red lips.
Seeing this, Qiu He's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank.
She looked pale, dizzy, weak, and had bleeding from her nose and mouth. How could such symptoms be so similar to her mother who died of hematosis?
"No, it's impossible. The young lady was born in a noble family. How could she suffer from hemorrhagic syndrome that only ordinary ghosts would suffer from?" Qiu He shook his head,
suppressed the panic thoughts in his heart, and stretched out his white hand to touch the young lady's forehead. .
However, the cold touch on his forehead made Qiu He's fingers tremble and he almost collapsed to the ground.
In the Queyue Pavilion where the fire pulse aura was strong, the young lady's body was so cold. Apart from the terminal disease caused by blood transformation, Qiu He could not find any other disease with such similar symptoms.
Seeing the fear on the maid's face, Huang Xuelan suddenly felt bad. She even ignored the high-temperature alchemy furnace and stretched out her index finger to poke the upper left corner of her chest.
"Sure enough, it's hematosis!" Huang Xuelan's pretty face turned pale when she saw the light blue blood on her fingertips.
She originally thought that the headache, fatigue, and chest tightness that she had experienced while refining alchemy a few days ago were caused by her addiction to elixir refining and being too tired, so she didn't pay much attention to it. It would get better after a few days of rest, but she didn't expect that it was actually a symptom of hematosis.
Thinking of this, Huang Xuelan's mind suddenly flashed into the mysterious young doctor she met at Waidan Pagoda yesterday.
"I am blind and mistook a doctor with superb medical skills for an arrogant person trying to please others!"
After saying that, perhaps because she was too excited, Huang Xuelan spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground again, leaving only a nervous look on her face. Qiu He, the maid.
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"Mr. Doctor, may I ask what disease my granddaughter is suffering from!"
Huang Wenhao did not expect that he had just finished conquering the skull-removing beast, and when he returned home, he heard the sad news that his granddaughter was suspected of being terminally ill.
"General Huang, your old medical skills are shallow, and you are really helpless in the face of hematosis." The gray-haired ghost doctor shook his head, with a trace of regret in his eyes.
He had heard a lot about Huang Xuelan's deeds. It was really a loss to the medical community that such a talented doctor fell down due to a terminal illness!
Hearing this, Huang Wenhao's heart sank, and the high-end tea cup in his hand turned into powder in an instant.
God is so unfair. Hematosis took away his most beloved daughter-in-law decades ago, but he didn't expect that he would take away his most cherished granddaughter now.
As Huang Wenhao fell silent, the atmosphere in the room became solemn, and the doctor who treated him did not even dare to say a word, for fear of being resented by the famous captain of the Divine Power Team.
"Mr. Excuse me, take action, Qiu He." As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu He quickly handed the reward in his hand to the doctor.
"No reward for no merit, I hope the general will show his condolences!" The doctor shook his head slightly and walked out with trembling steps.
It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, it is better to leave first.
Huang Wenhao looked at his unconscious granddaughter on the bed, hesitation on his face, and then became determined again, and terrifying power quietly gathered in his palms.
Not only is there no cure for hematosis, but it is also extremely painful when it occurs. His daughter-in-law begged to die many times, not wanting to suffer the pain, but he and his son flatly refused and chose active treatment. Unfortunately, they were unable to save her life in the end.
He has never forgotten the look of hatred and relief in his daughter-in-law's eyes before she died, and even wondered if he had done something wrong in the first place.
"Qiu He, there is no cure for hematosis. Do you think it would be better for the young lady to suffer the pain and die, or would it be better for me, as a grandfather, to give her a ride myself?" Huang Wenhao's calm voice made Qiu He's pretty face turn pale.
If the young lady dies, there is absolutely no reason for her to survive as a maid.
"Sir, yesterday..."
Qiu He gritted his teeth and told Huang Wenhao everything that someone had discovered yesterday that the young lady had already suffered from hemorrhagic syndrome.
"Hornless, carrying strange beasts with him, high-level source weapons on his wrists and arms, handsome appearance, about the same age as Xuelan..." Huang Wenhao's eyes became brighter and brighter as Qiu He
described the appearance of the mysterious doctor.
Isn't that young doctor a respectable opponent of equal strength who he fought for dozens of rounds in Fengshan Village?
"Take good care of the young lady."
Putting these words aside, Huang Wenhao turned and left the room.
As the captain of the Shenwei Team, as long as Chen Wei stays in Yinyuan City, he will definitely be able to find him.
It is not easy to find a suitable successor these days. No matter how much it costs, he will cure his granddaughter.
...
At the same time, a luxurious tiger carriage slowly parked in front of the majestic and magnificent building that occupies an extremely large area.
"Sir, the City Lord's Mansion has arrived."
The butler opened the car curtain and glanced at the twin maids in the carriage who were not neatly dressed. He subconsciously avoided looking and lowered his head and said respectfully.
Hearing this, Chen Wei just turned his head and looked up and down, and the maids who were doing their best to serve him knowingly let go of their soft and boneless jade arms.
Smelling the subtle virgin fragrance on his body, Chen Wei shook his head and walked towards the heavily guarded door ahead.
Under the leadership of the housekeeper, no guard dared to stop him. At most, he just asked Chen Wei's identity and waved to let him go.
Chen Wei walked on the majestic bluestone road, his eyes sweeping across the luxurious buildings in front of him.
"There are quite a few strong ghost kings in Yinyuan City, and there are two of them in the city lord's palace alone."
With the outstanding observation ability of Powang Lingmu, the strong men lurking and guarding in the dark basically cannot escape Chen Wei's gaze.
"Interesting, his aura is like the setting sun on the Western Mountain, he is old, but there is a faint hint of vitality. This Lord of Yinyuan City is indeed a bit extraordinary."
Feeling the momentum emanating from the courtyard in front, Chen Wei paused slightly. (End of chapter)