Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Zhang Jingyang withdrew his thoughts, carefully looked at the child in Jun Qihao's arms, and after a while, he frowned, "Chronic poison, the rumored beauty in the world, but this kind of medicine is usually poisonous Brother and man."

Ou Moran, who was sitting in a wheelchair beside him, pulled the wheelchair and slid over, "What will happen if it falls on the man?"

Zhang Jingyang looked at him and said in a low voice: "If this beauty falls on brothers and women, they will become more and more charming, unable to have children, and gradually become obsessed with sexual intercourse, slowly hollowing out their bodies, dying of misfortune, and getting worse and worse. Weaker and weaker. But if it falls on a man, then the body will gradually weaken. From time to time, serious and minor illnesses occur, but it can only make people feel weak, and nothing can be discovered. Within five years, the body will be weakened. If you are dead, it will make people feel that you are dying of illness.”

After Jun Qihao heard this, his face was full of anger, "Bitch, I wonder why Chen Xing is always sick. It is obviously a full-term child, but it was fine before, but it has been sick since a year ago."

Hearing Jun Qihao's rude words, Ou Moran glanced at him with cold eyes, felt Ou Moran's gaze, and his heart skipped a beat, then he remembered to ask Zhang Jingyang, "Can it be cured, this poison will harm the child in the future Are there any side effects?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyang smiled, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up and said to Jun Qihao: "It depends on you, Your Highness."

Hearing this, Jun Qihao didn't understand that Zhang Jingyang could be cured completely, but he had to pay some price, as for the price of being together for such a long time, he still didn't know, he said, "Tell me, how much does it cost?" silver."

Zhang Jingyang laughed softly when he heard it, "5000 taels."

"Okay, I'll have someone send you 5000 taels of silver in a while."

Zhang Jingyang smiled and said nothing, Ou Moran shook his head when he saw it, "Zijun, Jingyang is talking about gold."

"What gold?" Jun Qihao repeated.

"Why does His Royal Highness think it's not worth so much money?" Zhang Jingyang stared at him and asked.

Jun Qihao didn't mean that at all. How could his grandson not be worth even ten thousand taels of gold, but he was still taken aback by his asking price. It wasn't that easy either, but he still agreed when he looked down and saw his son's pale face.

Zhang Jingyang asked Jun Qihao to put the child in his arms on the bed, lowered his head and cut the child's hand with a silver needle, trying to mobilize the white qi to force out the poisonous energy in his body, and then used the silver needle to protect the child's heart, Regardless of the thoughts of the two people in the room, he took out an important herbal medicine from his cuff, and then wrote down other herbal medicines with a pen, "Send someone to the pharmacy to grab the medicine on the paper, and then mix it with the medicine I gave you." plant, add a piece of ginseng that is over a hundred years old, and fry it in three bowls of water to make a bowl."

Jun Qihao took it and looked at Ou Moran, who said to the dark place, "Mo Yi, go do it."

When everything was done, Zhang Jingyang asked the child to drink the medicine. Seeing that the child lying on the bed was very obedient although his eyes were dull, he said softly, "You are so obedient, you are lying on the bed now." Go to sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

"Really? Uncle?" The child on the bed stared at Zhang Jingyang with a hoarse voice and asked with a little light in his dull eyes.

Zhang Jingyang patted his head, "Of course, uncle is a doctor. If uncle says he will cure you, he will definitely cure you. Come on, sleep well."

"Well, yes, I believe Uncle." At this moment, there was a flicker of inquiry in his dull eyes, but it was quickly hidden, and none of the three people in the room noticed it.

After the child on the bed fell asleep, Zhang Jingyang said to the two people in the room: "You two go out first."

"Why can't you stay here?"

Zhang Jingyang glanced at Jun Qihao, and said casually: "Because I can't show you well here, you go out first, and I will return you a healthy son in a while."

Ou Moran remained expressionless all the time, he nodded to Zhang Jingyang, "Zijun, push me out, don't disturb Jingyang."

Hearing the little scholar's words, Jun Qihao stepped forward and pushed him out.

Seeing the closed door, Zhang Jingyang asked He Huoyu who had turned into a bracelet, "Is there anyone else in this room?"

Huo Yu let go of his spirit for a while, and said to his master affirmatively: "There are only you and the child on the bed in the master's room, and there are no other living things."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyang was relieved. He took out the silver needle and stuck the child's key point on the bed. Just in case, he used the silver needle to pierce his sleeping point. He took out some tools that didn't fit the dynasty, and he drained part of the blood from the third finger of the child's left hand. Seeing the black blood that flowed out, he tried to use white energy again to force out the rest of the toxins. to this finger.

The blood flowed more and more, and the child's heartbeat slowed down a bit. When the blood turned red, Zhang Jingyang stopped. He used the needle tube he had figured out in space to draw out a tube of his own blood, and pressed the catheter to give the child The child is entered into the body.

Before I knew it, more than an hour passed.

The people outside were a little anxious to wait. At this moment, Zhang Guyuan was lazily lying on a chair in the yard. A maid named Shuangye in Oufu saw Zhang Guyuan, and couldn't help but think of the scene that she accidentally encountered that day, and she A bold idea came to mind.

If he became this young master's concubine, and conceived Mr. Zhang's child first before Mr. Jingyang married, then even if Mr. Jingyang married, she would not be able to shake her position.At that time, when Mr. Zhang announces his identity and someone has an official position, then she will be the second wife.

Thinking of that scene, Shuangye couldn't help but be full of longing. She went back and changed into her favorite suit, dressed herself up, and came to Zhang Guyuan. Her clothes were made of very little material. Later, she purposely modified the clothes on her breasts to make them lower. She lowered her head and bent down to pour a glass of water for Zhang Guyuan. At this time, her breasts were half exposed, "Master, the weather is a bit cold, why don't you go to the room?" Rest." Her voice was soft and charming.

At this time, Zhang Guyuan opened his eyes, and stared at the maid beside him with a lingering gaze. Shuang Yebi's penetrating gaze was taken aback, and then he calmed down, "Master, it's so cold, drink some water first. A cup of hot tea, let's go back to the room later, the servant is tired from seeing the young master, why not ask the servant to rub the young master's shoulders and massage to relax for a while."

Zhang Guyuan looked at her with a half-smile, "You're still dressed like this in cold weather, you're afraid that others won't know what you're thinking?"