After the separation, the space of Lingquan was filled up, and he was so angry that he went crazy

Tinglan Courtyard is heavily guarded, the door is closed, and there are several lamps burning in the room in broad daylight.

Mo Yuan held the silver needle in his hand and looked serious.

Jiang Wuchang was lying on the bed naked, while Su Yue stood beside the bed.

Now is Jiang Wuxu's last acupuncture.

After this injection, Jiang Wuhuang's poison was completely eliminated.

Su Yue said to Mo Yuan with a serious expression: "Don't be nervous, I will keep an eye on you from the side, let's get started!"

Mo Yuan nodded, took a deep breath, and then looked at Jiang Wuyan.

"I'm going to start."

Jiang Wuyan could trust Mo Yuan's medical skills. He nodded and encouraged, "Don't feel pressured, I believe in you."

"Yes." Mo Yuan took a deep breath, and then started to place the needle.

Although his acupuncture was not as fast as Su Yue's, he was still able to do it smoothly without making any mistakes.

When the last needle fell, he let out a breath, and half of his energy and spirit was drained.

This was because he was performing this acupuncture for the first time and was highly nervous and focused, which was why he consumed so much energy.

"what…………"

Jiang Wuyang let out a heartbreaking roar, his face twisted in pain. This last time was the most painful.

Mo Yuan clenched his fists and whispered: "Hold on, it's the last time, you must hold on!"

Su Yue sat aside with an indifferent expression and counted the time quietly.

"Persistence is victory. I have persevered so many times. What does the last time count?"

Jiang Wuxu naturally understood this truth, but he was really in pain, so painful that he couldn't breathe.

It was like a fire was burning in his chest, scorching his internal organs and limbs. There were countless fine needles in the blood all over his body. They were scurrying around in his body as the blood flowed, pricking them. He was raw.

He roared in pain, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Mo Yuan was afraid that he would hurt himself, so he immediately ordered: "Ding Yi, go find a towel and stuff it in his mouth."

Ding Yi ran away with tears in his eyes.

Every time Jiang Wuchang gave him an acupuncture, he would cry for a long time.

Ding Yi brought the towel and stuffed it into Jiang Wuyang's mouth.

Jiang Wuyang bit the towel and kept whimpering from his mouth.

In the end, I couldn't bear it any more and shed two lines of tears from the corners of my eyes.

The only calm person in the room was Su Yue.

Mo Yuan couldn't bear to look straight and turned his head.

The pain reached its peak, and Jiang Wuyang's hand holding the edge of the bed was dripping with blood.

Every minute and every second now is hellish torture for Jiang Wuchang.

But the difficult days will eventually pass.

Finally, Su Yue said: "It's almost time, Mo Yuan, take out the needle."

Mo Yuan took a step forward, raised his hand and pulled out the needles one by one in order.

As the needles were pulled out one by one, Jiang Wuyan's pain gradually eased, and the towel he was biting in his mouth slowly fell from his mouth.

At this time, he seemed to have escaped from death, and of course he was in a very embarrassed state.

He was covered in stinking sweat, his hair was sticky and stuck to his face, and the quilt underneath him was in a mess.

What followed was a strong feeling of vomiting.

As soon as Ding handed over the spittoon, he started to vomit.

The vomited blood was a little black at first, but then turned bright red.

After observing, Su Yue smiled and said to Jiang Wuyan, "Congratulations, you are reborn."

Jiang Wuyan laughed, laughed and cried again, and he just kept talking to Su Yue.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Su Yue, thank you..."

He is where he is today all because of Su Yue.

Su Yue shook her head and said: "I treat the disease and you give me money. It is a matter of course. You should get dressed first! We will talk about other things later."

After saying that, she turned around and left. As soon as she left the room, a mechanical and emotionless female voice came to her mind.

"The medical system was triggered, and teaching acupuncture has saved one person and increased the merit by fifty."

This is?

Su Yue paused slightly, with a happy face on her face, and then quickened her pace and left the main room.

If she understood correctly, the meaning of this sentence was that she taught Mo Yuan the acupuncture technique. As long as Mo Yuan saves people with this acupuncture technique, she can also add merit.

If this is the case, if she teaches others more medical skills and saves others, she can continuously add merit!

After leaving the main room, she went to the kitchen as usual.

In the kitchen, Huahua was busy. When she saw Su Yue, she said with joy:

"Mother Su, you're here. I thought you weren't coming. We can't eat well without you."

Su Yue sat down aside and said with a smile: "I'm here to pay off my wages. From now on, the kitchen will be handed over to you."

"Ah? Do you really want to leave?" Vanilla's face fell instantly.

Su Yue said helplessly, "What are you doing? It's been almost a month since I taught you how to cook. Sooner or later you have to cook it yourself!"

"I can't bear to leave you."

Vanilla stepped forward and hugged Su Yue's arm, crying: "If you leave, I won't be able to eat delicious food."

"You're only good at this, can't you do it yourself?" Su Yue rolled her eyes at her.

Vanilla has helped her a lot during this time, so Vanilla can be considered a friend of hers.

Although this little girl is greedy, she is still very diligent.

Vanilla sighed again: "I will miss you when you leave. It would be great if I could still eat the food you cooked in the future."

Su Yue smiled and said nothing.

Vanilla continued: "Why are you leaving? I heard that Mr. Mo Yuan can save the young master. He brought back a lost ancient recipe from the young master's grandfather.

If the young master gets better, we can work around the young master and feel relaxed and happy. How great! "

Relaxation is indeed relaxing, but happiness is out of the question.

Of course, as a little maid, Vanilla, it is indeed good to meet a master like Jiang Wuxu.

But she is not a maid in the Jiang Mansion, and her stay as a cook is just a pretense.

While the two were talking, Ding Yi appeared at the door of the kitchen and called: "Shen Su... Chef Su..."

"Okay, if you work hard here, you will have a bright future. It's time for me to leave."

Su Yue didn't care that Ding Yi almost called her by the wrong name. She was leaving Jiang Mansion anyway.

But Vanilla noticed.

She frowned and murmured: "What did Ding Yi want to call Mother Su just now? What about God Su??"

She looked at Su Yue's walking back, the innocence in her eyes gradually disappeared and became a little deeper.

Through the kitchen window, she saw Su Yue entering the main room.

Right in the house.

Jiang Wuyang was already dressed and waiting with Mo Yuan for Su Yue to come.

After Su Yue entered the room, Jiang Wuyang bowed deeply to her, "Thank you for saving my life."

Su Yue stood at the door but did not enter the room. She only said: "There is no need to thank you again and again. We are just doing normal business."

Jiang Wuyang pursed his lips, inexplicably feeling suffocated.

At this time, Ding Yi took the banknote and stepped forward.

"Doctor Su, here are five hundred taels of silver."

Su Yue took out a piece of one hundred taels and put it into her bag calmly.

"This is what I deserve. Okay, we owe nothing to each other."