Master is a white moonlight

Leng Yizhen stayed in the room, pacing back and forth, looking at the door from time to time in a restless mood.

He deliberately opened the door wide open, for fear that he might miss something.

But after a while, there was still no movement.

I only heard the cicadas outside the window gradually rang out, which was very disturbing and disturbing in my ears.

"Doctor Leng, why don't you take a nap first." The maid stood aside, refilling Leng Yizhen's empty cup with hot tea, and handing her hands to Leng Yizhen.

"Oh, that's good." Leng Yizhen sighed, took the teacup, bowed his head and took a sip of the fragrant tea.

Last night, I watched "Jin Ping Mei" and saw that it was nearly midnight. After lunch, my stomach was full and I fell asleep immediately.

"Then I'll sleep for a while, and call me at five o'clock." Leng Yijiao yawned big, and handed the teacup back to the maid, "If there is any movement in Changfei, no matter what time it is, remember it." Wake me up immediately."

"Doctor Leng, you can rest assured to sleep." The maid took the teacup from Leng Yizheng's hand, and said softly, "If there is any movement in the West Courtyard, I will definitely wake you up."

Only then did Leng Yizhen come to the bed with peace of mind, took off her shoes and socks and went to bed.As soon as my head touched the pillow, I fell asleep in a short while.

The maid tactfully brought a bucket of ice cubes from the kitchen that she bought today, carefully poured them into the golden nanmu cabinet in the corner, and then turned on the switch.

After the temperature in the room slowly dropped, the maid gently closed the door and left the room.

I don't know how long I slept, Leng Yijiao was sleepy, and was awakened by the maid.

"Doctor Leng, it's five o'clock." The maid stood by the bed, lifted the snow-white bed curtain with one hand, hung the bed curtain on the bed hook, and called softly to Leng Yizhen who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Leng Yizhen turned over, put one hand under his cheek, slowly opened a pair of almond eyes, looked at the maid and asked, "Is there something wrong with Changfei?"

"Don't worry, Doctor Leng, there's nothing wrong with the west courtyard." The maid looked at Leng Yizhen with a smile, and knelt down to take the shoes and socks aside for Leng Yizhen. Everything is fine, Master Changfei just had dinner and has already returned to his room."

"Oh, that's good." Leng Yijiao nodded slightly, and quickly bent down to take the shoes and socks from the handmaid, "Xiaowen, I'll do it myself."

The maid obediently handed the shoes and socks in her hand to Leng Yijiao, and obediently stood aside.

In the past few days, the maid has gradually gotten used to Doctor Leng's politeness, and she likes to do everything by herself, and she doesn't want others to serve her. Such a person is really rare.

"Doctor Leng, are you hungry?" The maid looked at Leng Yijiao and asked softly, "Do you want dinner now?"

"Is Boss Mo back?" Leng Yizhen asked while putting on his shoes and socks with his head bowed.

"Boss Mo called earlier and said he wouldn't be coming back for dinner today."

"Why didn't you come back?" Leng Yijiao asked the maidservant after she had put on her shoes and socks.

"......" The servant girl lowered her head slightly and replied in a low voice, "Boss Mo didn't say anything else, and we servants don't dare to ask too much."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to blame you." Leng Yijiao looked at the maid and quickly explained.

Leng Yizhen was worried about Chang Fei, so he asked the maid to bring dinner to his room, ate something casually, and immediately went to the west courtyard.

"Doctor Leng, you're here." Chang Fei heard footsteps coming from the door, and hurriedly got up to meet him, saying hello to Leng Yijiao.

Changfei has changed into a white long gown, his hair has just been washed, and his whole body looks the same as usual.

It's just that the lip color is not very good, there is a little paleness, but if you don't pay attention, you can't see it.

"Changfei, how are you?" Leng Yizhen walked quickly to Changfei, looked him up and down, and asked with concern, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Chang Fei was stunned for a few seconds, looked at Leng Yizhen, and said with a smile, "Thank you Doctor Leng for your concern, I'm fine, everything is fine."

At this moment, Chang Fei saw the concern and warmth in Leng Yijiao's eyes, and felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

"Well, let me take your pulse first." Leng Yizhen said, sitting on the chair, and put the notebook and pen that he brought with him on the table.

"Dr. Lao Leng is here." Chang Fei nodded slightly, and then sat on a chair beside him, rolling up his cuffs.

After taking the pulse, Leng Yizhen lowered his head and recorded the pulse in his notebook.

"Judging from the pulse condition, there is nothing unusual about your body." After recording the pulse condition, Leng Yijiao looked up at Chang Fei and said with a smile.

To be honest, the more Leng Yijiao looked at Chang Fei's indifferent appearance, the more flustered Leng Yijiao became, but he pretended to be calm on the surface.

"Thank you, Doctor Leng."

"Changfei, tell me now. What symptoms did you have after smoking this white flour?"

"At first I felt very choking, and I thought it was probably related to my not smoking cigarettes."

"Well, then what?"

Leng Yizhen buried her head in taking notes while asking questions.

"Then there was dizziness, nausea and retching, but nothing came out."

"Well, it's the same as what I read in the book." Leng Yizhen nodded, biting the pen cap habitually, looked at Changfei and asked, "What's next?"

"Then I felt very comfortable all over my body, as if I was stepping on a cloud." Changfei recalled, his eyes widened, and he stared at Leng Yizhen emotionally, "Then he began to have various hallucinations. , I really don’t think it’s an illusion, it’s very real!”

Looking at Chang Fei's eyes, Leng Yizhen was a little frightened. He froze for a few seconds, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said comfortingly, "It's nothing, it's just a hallucination."

Chang Fei was instantly discouraged again, sighed and said, "Only after waking up did I realize that it was an illusion, and everything was false."

Leng Yizhen buried his head and recorded in detail the series of symptoms that Chang Fei experienced after taking white noodles for the first time.

"Doctor Leng, can I ask a question?"

"Oh? What's the question." Upon hearing this, Leng Yizhen raised his head, looked at Chang Fei and said, "Just ask."

"When will I become dependent on this white flour?"

"Strictly speaking, it depends on the number of times of smoking per day and the dose of each smoking." Leng Yizhen looked at Changfei and began to explain the relevant knowledge about smoking white noodles, "Smoking once or twice a day, the fastest Tolerance will develop on the fifth day, and dependence will develop after two weeks. Of course, this dependence includes physical and psychological dependence."

"If you smoke white flour up to four times a day, you can become addicted for three consecutive days."

"Then Doctor Leng is planning how many times a day Chang Fei needs to inhale?"

"Today is just this one time." Leng Yizhen took out the prepared white noodles from his sleeve while talking, "From tomorrow onwards, we will strictly follow the rule of twice a day."

"This is your dosage for tomorrow, and there are two servings in it." Leng Yijiao said as he handed the white noodles to Changfei, "One in the morning and one in the evening, and I will still feel your pulse at this time tomorrow night."

"Thank you, Doctor Leng." Chang Fei took the white face with trembling fingertips, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth.

This kind of smile was too sad, Leng Yizheng's eyes turned red instantly, he quickly turned his head away, and wiped away his tears quietly.

After returning from the west courtyard, Leng Yizhen took a shower and changed into clean and comfortable pajamas.Then he came to the desk and began to work hard.

Copy the notes you just made again, and draw a circle on some important places.

With one hand, he was flipping through the ancient book that recorded the poison, while doing comparisons.

Before I knew it, I was busy until almost midnight.

Leng Yizhen stretched a lot, sat up, and stretched his muscles and bones.

"Doctor Leng, do you want to sleep?" The maid beside her also yawned and quickly covered her mouth with her hand, "I'm going to make your bed right now."

"Xiaowen, go to sleep, don't worry about me." Leng Yijiao looked at the maid and said, "It's as simple as making a bed, I just do it myself."

After the maid left, Leng Yijiao came to the door and pushed the door open with both hands.

The door was facing the window of Mo Yu's room, but the window was tightly closed, and no light came through the window.

It has been like this for two consecutive nights, is it possible that this person always returns late?

Could it be that there is a social event, and I have dinner with some dignitaries who can't afford to offend, so I can't get away?

Leng Yizhen stood at the door for a long time, but finally couldn't bear the tiredness, turned around and went back to the house, and went to bed.

...........

When Mo Yu returned home, it was almost midnight.

Today, I went to Tianyin Pavilion to discuss with Boss Wu about Changfei's performance. Boss Wu was very cunning and refused to agree.

"In that case, I'll take my leave first." Mo Yu stood up and turned to leave.

"Boss Mo, don't leave in a hurry!" Boss Wu got up in a hurry and stopped Mo Yu, "We have something to discuss, don't we?"

"Boss Wu didn't give me room to discuss." Mo Yu stopped in his tracks and said calmly.

"It's not that I don't agree." Boss Wu began to use bitter tactics, "Boss Mo, you also know that Changfei has never been on stage, so who knows how well he sings. Besides, this "Romance of the West Chamber" is your success, Boss Mo. If a famous song is ruined by a YOFC, wouldn't that damage your own reputation?"

"Boss Mo, it's not easy for you to get to where you are today!" Boss Wu continued to persuade earnestly, "These rising stars are as numerous as a cow's hair, and there are countless of them. You have to be on guard at all times, and you must never be alone. Get confused first!"

"Boss Wu's kindness, I understand in my heart." Mo Yu turned around, looked at Boss Wu seriously and said, "Boss Wu also understands my temper if I want to come here."

"I, Mo Yu, have made up my mind, and others can't change it." Mo Yu said, turned around, and strode towards the door.

"Boss Mo, wait a minute." Boss Wu followed up and said, "Let's go after dinner. The Prime Minister is the host tonight, and we are going to the Minshan Building for a drink."

"Boss Wu, please tell me that I have a stomach problem." Mo Yu said calmly with a cold face, "I can't eat delicacies from mountains and seas, so I have to go home and have porridge."

"Oh, Boss Mo." Boss Wu began to cry, "Aren't you telling me to lie to the Prime Minister? How can this be done?"

"It's okay, if Boss Wu doesn't want to lie, he can tell the Prime Minister the truth." Mo Yu said with a smile.

"Let's do this." Boss Wu made up his mind, "If Boss Mo sells my face like today, I will let Changfei take the stage."

"Okay." Mo Yu said decisively.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we came out of Mingshan Building.The prime minister insisted on sending someone to send Mo Yu home, but Mo Yu couldn't refuse, so he agreed.

At the wine table, Fang Ducheng changed Fang'er to persuade Mo Yu to drink, but he was the one who got drunk in the end.

"Doctor Leng is asleep?" Mo Yu asked while standing in his room, looking at the maidservant.

"Sleep, the lights in the room are all turned off." The maid replied while unbuttoning Mo Yu's neckline, "However, when I passed by just now, it seemed that the door was not closed from a distance?"

"I'll go and have a look." When Mo Yu heard this, he frowned slightly and walked out of the room.

Mo Yu went straight to the door of Leng Yijiao's room, and indeed the door was wide open.

Now the wind has started to blow, blowing the hem of Mo Yu's gown from time to time.

Mo Yu raised her hand, put her fingertips on the doorknob, and wanted to close the door.

There was a "creak", and the moment the door was about to close, Mo Yu slammed the door open again.

With a little drunkenness, Mo Yu stepped over the threshold, entered the room, and closed the door behind him.

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