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However, Mo Bei's focus was not on the sickly Young Master Mu Family, but rather on Tang Xuenan's smooth underarm skin.

Didn't this woman know that men and women shouldn't be so intimate with each other?

Mo Bei pulled Tang Xuenan over, "Let me do it." He grabbed the thermometer and roughly stabbed it into Mu Chen's armpit. Wu Tie, who was in a coma, painfully moved.

Tang Xuenan looked at the time. She could only order Mo Bei to take out the thermometer and check the temperature at forty-one times. This was a temperature that was difficult to reach in ancient times. Tang Xuenan frowned. She could only hold on to her life for now. Ordinary antibiotics and injections were no longer effective.

Mo Bei looked at the stunned Tang Xuenan, then took out a transparent bottle and a soft yellow pipe from his sleeve. He didn't dare to believe that this woman could hide such a thing in her sleeve, and that there was actually something that Heavenly Secret Pavilion didn't know about. As Master of Heavenly Secret Pavilion, he planned to draw these two strange shapes for his subordinates to check.

However, Mo Bei didn't need to go through so much trouble. He could just directly ask or torture Tang Xuenan, but he didn't want to do that. Perhaps this was a man's pride. A grand Heavenly Secret Pavilion actually had a secret that they did not know of, this was something that they had to investigate personally.

Tang Xuenan didn't care what Mo Bei was thinking because the patient's condition had become urgent.

Using a tube and bottle to make a simple hanging bottle device, a small needle was put on the soft tube at the end of the tube. After thinking for a while among a pile of antibiotics, he found the relatively less prone to accidents with cephalosporin. The ancients had never been exposed to antibiotics, and if a tube of penicillin were to go down and cause problems, it would be worse than a nose.

Ye Zichen soaked the cephalus in cold water and shook it. Then he took out the alcohol and cotton to disinfect the back of Mu Chen's hand. Then, he tightened the soft tube around Mu Chen's wrist, patted him a few times, and then inserted the needle decisively at the spot where the veins popped the most.

Mo Bei watched on the side as his eyelids jumped. What kind of acupuncture technique is this, I've seen it prick acupuncture points before, but I've never seen it directly pierce into the tendons and veins. For martial artists, the tendons and meridians are very important life points, so directly pricking them with acupuncture makes Mo Bei's back twitch. Most importantly, this girl seemed to be very familiar with this. She did not have the determination to feel any psychological burden, as if she was killing someone on her own.

Mo Bei watched Tang Xuenan's every move with a complicated expression. He didn't dare to blink for fear of missing any clues.

Who exactly was this country bumpkin girl? She had already felt that her behavior was a little unusual when she was in the village, but now it seemed that she was not just a little unusual, there was almost nothing like a normal country bumpkin girl.

He sent people to investigate the background of the little girl's mother and she really did have a deceased uncle surnamed Tang. However, whether she was the same little girl in front of him was unknown.

Tang Xuenan adjusted the speed of the bottle. She looked at the back of Mu Chen's hand drop by drop and finally let out a sigh of relief. He suddenly realized why no one had come to stop him this time.

No matter what, he was the eldest young master of Mu Family, so for him to do such an unexpected and out of the ordinary action, at least a servant or maid would come and ask him.

Looking back, he noticed that Mo Bei was holding the door firmly, with his arms crossed behind his back. The men and women outside could not even take half a step in.

Tang Xuenan let out a bright smile. "Thank you."

Mo Bei's face reddened. She was, was she thanking me just now? Thank me for what. Wait, is that how she smiled at all the men she didn't know?

The more he thought about it, the more upset Mo Bei felt. His face immediately turned cold as he continued to guard the door.

Tang Xuenan didn't have the time to take care of his little Jiu Jiu, so she used a few ice bags to help him put on his forehead. After thinking for a while, she said to Mo Bei in a natural tone, "Come, take off his pants."

Mo Bei's eyes instantly widened and he didn't move at all.

Tang Xuenan glanced at Mo Bei, then looked at the patient and sighed, "Doctors don't have men and women in their eyes. If you don't want to take it off, then watch me take it off."

In an instant, a figure flashed in front of the bed. With a few moves, it removed Mu Chen's lower body which was still hanging with water and used its body to block it.

Tang Xuenan was about to take out another ice bag, "Mo Bei, what are you doing!? Who allowed you to take off his underwear! "

"You … What did you call me? " Mo Bei had his back facing Tang Xuenan.

Tang Xuenan rolled her eyes. "Husband, please just call him your husband. Hurry up and put on his underwear and place this ice bag on his thigh artery."

Mo Bei suddenly became obedient and did not ask any questions. He did as he was told and helped Mu Chen cover his lower body with the quilt.

Just when Tang Xuenan drank her water and was about to fall asleep on the table, Mo Bei, who was standing beside the bed, said faintly, "You …" When will you know it's mine? "

Tang Xuenan frowned. "I'll start when I see you."

The footsteps gradually moved towards the door. The sound of the door being opened could be heard.

"Mo Bei!" Tang Xuenan forced herself to raise her head and said, "It's hard to recognize you. Why are you running?" Could it be that he was recognized to be flustered and exasperated, and he didn't dare to look at her in the slightest?

Mo Bei was standing at the door. The moonlight shone on his tall figure, making him look serene and beautiful. "I'll go get a blanket."

Tang Xuenan had been tired all day, so she didn't have the energy to fall asleep.

The next day, he was awakened by a noisy crowd. He realized that he was not by his bed, but asleep on a small bed in a side room under a warm blanket.

"Young master is awake!"

"Miss Xue has really hit the jackpot!"

"Young master wants water! Bring water! "

"It's so hot, we need warm water! How do you do things! "

Mu Chen, who still had some stitches on his face, had already retreated. He sat up and clasped his fist towards Tang Xuenan. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you." He looked at the needle on the back of his hand with a puzzled expression.

"That one." Tang Xuenan had an embarrassed look on her face as she slept soundly and forgot to pull out the needle. "This is a type of acupuncture technique, an ancestral secret recipe." He forced a smile.

"Divine Doctor Xue is a great benefactor, I hope that you can keep me for a few more days so that I can repay you for your hospitality!" An old man with a strong voice cupped his fist towards Tang Xuenan. With an imposing manner, it was not hard to recognize that he was the Patriarch.

"Master is too courteous. I will trouble you then. I will also need to observe Mu Chen's injuries for a few more days."

The old master scrutinized Tang Xuenan carefully, as if he was thinking about something. "I wonder where Miss Xue lives, and if her parents are still here, are they married?"

This old man from ancient times likes to be a Red Nanny. His body looked really old. He was obviously shriveled like firewood. This was a three year start for an underage girl!

Tang Xuenan looked around hurriedly. "That, my husband is out."

The crowd immediately became noisy and whispered to each other.

The elder stroked his beard as he asked in surprise, "Is my husband Divine Doctor Xue in the mansion?"