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The next day, as soon as Bo Ruchu finished his breakfast, he saw Su Lan leading Mo Yichen and others towards this side with a nervous expression.

"My lord, our family was ordered to send Mo Zhengyuan and the hospital envoy to see you. Now that the person has been delivered safely, our family will go back to reply to the order."

As soon as the words fell, An Fuhai shook the dust in his hands, and raised his feet to leave.

After Bo Ruchu motioned to Su Lan, he said, "I'm sorry for your concern, Mr. An, please convey my thanks to Mr. Huang after you go back."

"Definitely, definitely." An Fuhai slightly lowered the weight of the purse, and smiled from ear to ear, "You and His Majesty are of the same blood, and it is only natural for His Majesty to miss you. Our family has to go back to serve His Majesty." , don’t bother.”

After the people walked away, Bo Ruchu sized up Mo Yichen and the envoy, and said coldly, "It's not that there was no imperial doctor who came to take care of my body before, but you also guessed it. Now, why do you think Can I take good care of this king's body?"

"My lord, Mo didn't bluntly say that he can fully take care of your body. Although it's not common for you, lord, if you don't want to try again, I'm afraid the chances of getting well are gone. "Mo Yichen clasped his fists together, and said without humility.

Bo Ruchu pretended to think for a while, and raised his eyes to look at the calm Mo Yichen, "This king will give you this chance. I think you already knew something about my situation when you took the pulse of this king. If you need any medicinal materials, you can directly Just tell Su Lan."

"Yes." Mo Yichen lowered his eyes to hide the thoughts in his eyes, "I don't know if it's convenient for the prince now, I want to get a pulse on the prince's name again, and confirm it carefully."

"Of course, Moyuan is just asking you." After slightly nodding to Mo Yichen, Bo Ruchu looked sideways at Su Lan, "Have someone clean up the two side rooms of Yushengyuan, presumably Mozhengyuan Heyuan City Will be staying here for a while.”

"Yes. I will arrange it now, servant girl." Nodding her head in response, Su Lan slowly withdrew from the sight of the two.

As if he had thought of something, Mo Yichen's words changed 360 degrees, "It's better to be respectful than to follow orders. If this is the case, I will bother the prince."

Humming softly, Bo Ruchu rolled up his sleeves, indicating that Mo Yichen could start to take his pulse.

After a while, Mo Yichen's expression became more serious, and after repeated confirmation, he withdrew his hand.

"My lord, those imperial doctors are not incompetent. I think they should all know that your health, lord, is not as optimistic as it seems on the surface, so they said that."

"If you don't tell Mo Zhengyuan about this, this king knows it well." Holding up the clear water in front of him, he took a sip, Bo Ruchu's eyes flashed with curiosity, "What this king wants to know is what method you will use to heal me."

"Given your current physical condition, my lord, medicinal diet alone will definitely have little effect, so I'm going to try acupuncture and moxibustion to see if it can help my lord's body." After a slight pause, Mo Yichen formulated his own formula. He explained the plan in detail, "If the prince has no objection, the first course of treatment can start tomorrow."

The envoy who had been acting as the background was slightly relieved. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about moving his head.

"Okay, as you say."

After saying that, Bo Ruchu ignored Mo Yichen, and after explaining a few words to the maidservant, he turned and walked towards Mei Lin in the mansion.

He caught a petal and smelled it in front of his nose, and then transformed into a pure white soft sword, which danced in the open space in the forest.

Fu Ling, who came with her, lay on the side and looked at it quietly, but the worry in her eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

As if smelling a strange smell, Fu Ling stared at a certain tree with sharp eyes, and slowly moved towards it.