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Ji Ling made a trip to the inner door, but returned to Ye Fan's penthouse in desolation. He knocked on the door and said:

"Big Bro, the Holy Maiden went to Zifeng City Doctor Mo's home today. How about I accompany you to have a meal?"

"Scram!"

Ji Ling was sad, was he not even qualified to eat with his brother? His big brother was too strong, he couldn't even catch up to him.

"Wait, lead the way!" The voice from the attic made Ji Ling ecstatic.

Along the way, Ye Fan's disciples greeted him one by one, giving him a light feeling. After all, who would dare to provoke the grand elder's last disciple?

However, Ye Fan's existence was, after all, a threat to the interests of some of the Holy Children in North Cold Palace.

Just as he was about to leave the North Cold Palace, the owners of two of the nine Holy Sons' residences were already ready to kill him.

As long as they could kill him without anyone noticing, they would have one less formidable opponent to fight for the position of sect head in the future.

However, Ye Fan was completely unaware of this darkness.

The Zifeng City Mo family was a family with medical skills. People called him Doctor Mo, and he had the wonderful medical skills of returning the dead to the dead.

Outside the Mo Mansion, two disciples invited Ji Ling and Ye Fan in respectfully. Of course, they didn't know who Ye Fan was due to Ji Ling.

"Milords, please wait for a moment. Master is currently treating the Holy Maiden." The disciple said as he brought the two to a large hall.

After a quick scan, Ye Fan discovered that there were many medical books on the bookshelf. Surprisingly, the system's notification rang out.

"Ding ~ Observing the ancient medical manual, automatically comprehending it, one error discovered, two ~"

Damn, this medical book is wrong!

Ye Fan's eyebrows twitched. If even the medical manual was wrong, then Doctor Mo was probably unreliable as well. He immediately said coldly: "Where are they? I'll give you ten seconds to take me there! "

"This ~ That's not okay, Doctor Mo said not to disturb him!" Just as the disciple finished his sentence, a shadow flashed in front of him and Ye Fan picked him up.

"I gave you a chance!"

Ji Ling didn't know what to do at this moment and immediately signaled the other two disciples to be smarter.

In a certain secret room in the Mo Estate, Huang Muchen was lying on a soft goose feather blanket. Her smooth back was pierced with silver needles, but her skin was still brittle.

Doctor Mo and two other disciples were giving her a shot. When they saw her figure, they could not help but swallow their saliva.

Peng! The door was kicked open.

Ye Fan was the first to rush in. He swept his gaze over Huang Muchen's back and his expression immediately sank.

"Ding ~ The needle technique has found three errors ~"

"Do you want to seek wealth and murder me? This medical skill is simply trash! " he cursed.

"Where did this kid come from? "How dare you doubt Master Mo's medical skills, kick him out!"

"What are you talking about? "Do you think that my Mo Estate is easy to bully?" The two disciples shouted in anger.

Doctor Mo laughed disdainfully, and said: "You said this old man is plotting against the rich, what evidence do you have? "If there is no evidence, I will chop you up and feed you to the dogs."

"Ye Fan, don't disturb Doctor Mo!" Huang Muchen was startled at first, but then she said angrily.

Ever since she was young, she had been unable to train because of her illness. Every mid-every month, her body would feel unbearable pain. Only Doctor Mo could ease the pain a little.

Ye Fan sneered and said, "A bunch of medics practice medicine. What a bunch of misguided children."

"Impudent! Throw him out!" Doctor Mo shouted.