Wearing a book, the paranoid devil is crying in my arms

"What did you eat for me?" Mo Qingling used his internal energy. Fortunately, the poisoning before was just poisoning, and he could still control the spread of the poison.

This time it's good, the internal force is a little stagnant, the point is not this, the point is that he feels that his poisoning seems to be deeper.

"I turned the book to make you the antidote." When Jiang Jingqiu said this, he said that you don't need to thank me.

Mo Qingling gritted her teeth and hammered the bed board hard, gritted her teeth, "Are you very experienced in saving people?"

"No, you were the first one I saved."

Mo Qingling: "..." Is it because I still have to thank you for feeding me another kind of poison?

Jiang Jingqiu's hair was a bit messy, and it seemed that he was really looking through the classics with great care, wanting to heal him properly.

If it wasn't for this, Mo Qingling would have doubted whether this guy was also a killer sent by someone else?

Jiang Jingqiu raised a smiling face and ran quickly to the table, and took out a book.

"I just read this book. It says that acupuncture can open up the tendons and make the recovery faster."

As he spoke, he opened a cloth bag seriously, and as soon as he opened it, he saw that the cloth bag was full of silver needles of various sizes.

The corners of Mo Qingling's mouth twitched, his eyes were full of shock, his lips trembled, and it took him a long time to say a word.

"Would you?" The voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and those who didn't know thought his throat was poisoned.

"No." Jiang Jingqiu took out one of the silver needles, and looked at the acupuncture points on the human body painted in the book again.

Pulling Mo Qingling's arm and making gestures.

Mo Qingling's whole body is not well. Seeing that Jiang Jingqiu was about to pierce the acupuncture point on his arm, he hurriedly stopped it.

"Have you sterilized the silver needle?"

"disinfect?"

Jiang Jingqiu blinked his eyes, expressing his utter bewilderment at these words.

Mo Qingling gritted her teeth for a moment and really didn't know what to say, but he couldn't resist Jiang Jingqiu at all in his current state.

He just loosened his hands on one side, but Jiang Jingqiu on the other side had already directly pierced his skin with a silver needle, causing him to frown severely with a sharp pain.

"The acupuncture point is wrong!"

Mo Qingling gritted her teeth and opened her mouth.

"Really? The book says it's this place."

Mo Qingling: "..." He raised his hand and pulled out the silver needle fiercely, but after pulling out this side, Jiang Jingqiu pulled out another one again.

This time it was right, the piercing into the acupoints surprised Mo Qingling.

It took a while for Mo Qingling to speak with trembling lips, "Are you sure you are saving me?"

"Otherwise, no matter how hard I try, will it still hurt you?"

Mo Qingling gritted her teeth, "You did not pierce with the right force, I will give you money, can you help me find a reliable doctor?"

Jiang Jingqiu blinked his eyes, looking a little at a loss, holding the book nervously.

"What's wrong? What did I do wrong? But I gave you medicine and you did wake up."

Mo Qingling gritted her teeth and almost growled, but because of her voice, the harder she tried, the harder she could make a sound.

He opened his mouth several times without making a sound, and the veins in his neck came out in such a hurry.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Jingqiu slapped his head and suddenly realized.

"You can't make a sound from your throat? Can't you talk just now?"

As he spoke, Jiang Jingqiu took the silver needle in his hand, looked for the corresponding acupuncture point, and was about to stab at that acupuncture point.

Mo Qingling's eyes widened, with a frightened expression on his face, he hurriedly raised his hand to grab him, and because this action involved the wound on his body, he gasped in pain.

Jiang Jingqiu was a little dazed, Mo Qingling tried his best to keep his breath steady, and slowly relaxed his throat, before slowly uttering a word.

"What medicine did you give me?"

Jiang Jingqiu pondered, "I don't know either."

Mo Qingling: "..." If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would really want to kill the person in front of him now.

Did he do it on purpose? He didn't die in the hands of those killers, but in his hands?

"I think I'm much better, and I don't need you to give me acupuncture."

After calming down for a long time, Mo Qingling finally swallowed the breath, and opened his mouth through gritted teeth.

Jiang Jingqiu smiled, and put on a face that really did, thanks to my expression.

"It seems that the medicine I decocted yesterday is useful. Don't worry, I'll bring you the medicine right now."

After speaking, he put away the silver needle and left quickly. His place looked ordinary, but the things were still complete.

Seeing that the person left, Mo Qingling took a deep breath, relieved a lot, and hurriedly got up.

Holding on to his body, he had to get out of here quickly, he didn't want to be the first patient to be put to death by this second idiot.

It's just that he just got up from the bed, but he felt weak for a while, so he forced himself out of bed.

Soon there was a sound of pushing the door, and Jiang Jingqiu walked in quickly, holding a medicine bowl.

Mo Qingling was even more anxious, with thin beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, he propped himself up and took two steps forward.

At this time Jiang Jingqiu just walked in front of him, Mo Qingling raised his eyes to look at him, and felt his body go limp for a moment.

"Pfft..."

This time, he really fell to the ground firmly, at least in Mo Qingling's eyes, he fell to the ground.

Falling into Jiang Jingqiu's eyes, Jiang Jingqiu's eyes widened when he saw someone who suddenly knelt down to him.

"Actually, saving people is what I should do. You don't have to thank me so much. I can't afford such a big gift."

After saying that, Jiang Jingqiu put down the medicine bowl in his hand and was about to come up to help him.

Mo Qingling's face turned livid, he suddenly wanted to kill someone.

Just as Jiang Jingqiu came over to help him, he raised his hand and wanted to push him away.

But he didn't want to use too much force this time, so he knocked Jiang Jingqiu directly.

Jiang Jingqiu's face was moved, this man was really sincere, he was just saving people, he never expected to be worshiped by him like this.

After that, he was able to bend down and put on a righteous look.

"Since you thank me so much, I will do my best to treat your illness well."

Mo Qingling: "..."

Jiang Jingqiu helped him to the bed in a sluggish way, and he lay on the bed, looking like he had no love in his life.

He had never even kneeled before his master in his life, but he actually knelt down to this second idiot in front of him.

Jiang Jingqiu held the medicine bowl in his hand, which still contained the dark medicine juice.

Smelling the pungent smell, Mo Qingling sat up startled in a dying illness.

"what is this?"

Why didn't he remember that there was such a bad smelling medicine?

"I specially made the medicine for you. This is what you drank before, but I also mixed the proportions at random. This time may be different from last time."

Mo Qingling's lips trembled, and it took a long time to force out a sentence.

"The proportions are random?"

He was really about to cry, and his voice was trembling when he spoke.

Jiang Jingqiu naturally understood him as that he was so moved that he was about to cry, and this person was really sincere, thinking about how he still hated him at that time, he felt a little bit sorry.

"You're almost done."