Master is a white moonlight

After more than a month of long testing, the final version of the prescription for getting rid of white noodles was finally developed by Leng Yijiao.

This "Yangjinhua" is really the most crucial Chinese medicine in the whole prescription.

Out of responsibility for life, YOFC had to take medicine for three consecutive days before making a final decision.

Therefore, these three days are the most difficult three days since Leng Yijiao came to this space.

Leng Yizhen didn't know how to spend these few days.

Only by smelling the smell of Chinese medicine wafting from the casserole every day can I feel at ease.

In the middle of the night, Leng Yizhen would lean his back against the head of the bed, wrap his arms around his knees, and stare blankly at the bright moon outside the window.

The past few days have been sunny and there has been no rain.That's why the moon is extraordinarily bright every night, and the stars spread out one by one, embellishing the dark night sky like diamonds.

After Leng Yizhen took Changfei's pulse every day, he would record the condition in detail in the case book exclusive to Changfei for his own reference.

Because every time the medicine was boiled, it was Leng Yijiao who checked it personally, and there was no mistake in the prescription, and everything went smoothly.

Tomorrow, Leng Yizhen can bring the prescription to exchange Mo Yu with the chief.

After dinner, Leng Yizhen took a shower early, with her semi-wet long hair exuding a faint fragrance, letting the breeze outside the window blow the hair around her ears.

Standing quietly in front of the window for a long time, Leng Yizhen was not ready to go to bed until her long hair was completely dry.

Destined to be another sleepless night.

Ever since Mo Yu was taken away, Leng Yikan hadn't had a peaceful night's sleep.Every night I have different nightmares, without exception, they are all related to Mo Yu.

"Mo Yu, don't worry." Leng Yizhen leaned back on the head of the bed, looking at Haoyue outside the window with firm eyes, "I will definitely rescue you."

The next day, the east had just revealed its white fish maw, and the crisp sound of birdsong could be heard from the branches.

Leng Yizhen slowly opened his eyes, and lazily stretched his waist.

The strange thing is that Leng Yizhen didn't have any more nightmares last night.Not only did he not have any nightmares, he had no dreams at all, and he slept very soundly.

Thinking of seeing Mo Yu today, Leng Yizhen was both excited and nervous, but also a little bit afraid and timid.

Too many complicated emotions are intertwined, which keeps Leng Yizhen in a state of dissociation.

After washing up, Leng Yizhen sat in front of the dressing table, braided a centipede braid for herself, and tied a bow at the end of her hair with a light gray lace headband.

She deliberately picked out a lavender dress and put on a pair of apricot-colored leather shoes, Leng Yizhen looked at herself in the mirror.

Due to the poor quality of sleep in the past few days, coupled with the fact that the skin is too fair and tender, the light blue under the eyes can still be seen.

In order not to be defeated in terms of momentum, Leng Yizhen decided to go to Mo Yu's room and borrow Mo Yu's cosmetics and lip balm.

Looking at the dazzling array of cosmetics and the neat rows of lipsticks on the dressing table, Leng Yizhen didn't know where to start.

Finally, I found a box of unknown cosmetics similar to foundation in a pile of cosmetics, dipped a little with a powder puff, and covered the dark circles.Then I picked a lipstick with a color close to the lip color and applied it on my lips.

In the General Administration of Customs, Jiang Haotian was sitting on a carved mahogany chair.She closed her eyes lightly and pressed her temples lightly with her fingertips from time to time.

Suddenly there was a sound of approaching footsteps at the door, which sounded very hurried.

Jiang Haotian followed the voice and looked towards the door. When he saw that it was Leng Yijiao, the gloomy expression on his face disappeared in an instant.

It seems that this prescription has finally been developed.

"Chief, Doctor Leng is here." The non-commissioned officer stepped forward, saluted the chief of customs, and said respectfully.

"Doctor Leng, please come in!" Jiang Haotian raised his finger and pointed to the sofa in front of him, unable to hide the joy on his face.

"Mr. Xie." Leng Yizhen smiled politely, and then walked towards the leather sofa beside him.

"Doctor Leng has developed the prescription?" Jiang Haotian asked impatiently after Leng Yixuan sat down.

"Yes, Chief." Leng Yizhen nodded solemnly to Jiang Haotian, and said seriously, "I have developed the prescription, and it has been applied to YOFC for three days, and I have made detailed medication records. Through Judging from the medication records in the past three days, the prescription has achieved the expected effect."

"Quitting white noodles is a systematic process that requires perseverance. Even with this prescription, it can only play a certain auxiliary role and relieve a series of withdrawal reactions caused by the sudden inability to eat white noodles. For example, muscle pain, malignant vomiting , repeated chills, tachycardia, etc..."

"To sum up, if you want to completely quit white noodles, drug-assisted treatment is only one aspect. People who smoke white noodles must have good perseverance. Only when they have both can they completely quit white noodles."

After Leng Yizhen finished speaking, Jiang Haotian suddenly stood up from the chair and approached Leng Yizhen step by step.

"Doctor Leng, thank you very much." Jiang Haotian's sharp eyes became a little moist, looking at Leng Yizhen and said solemnly, "Thank you for everything you have done for the people of Pingjing City."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Haotian raised his hand, put his five fingers together beside his ears, and expressed his most sincere thanks to Leng Yizhen in the way of a soldier.

"Chief, you..." Leng Yijiao was a little frightened, but more moved.

It is the people's great fortune to have such a good chief in Pingjing City.

.......

In a courtyard on the outskirts of Pingjing City, sunlight shone in through a row of fences in front of the courtyard, overflowing into the courtyard profusely.

This place is too remote, and the land is cold and damp.So even though the sun has risen, it still doesn't feel too hot.

Mo Yu was wearing a crescent white gown and was leaning on the bamboo recliner, half covering her face with an opened fan.

A head of curly hair was scattered on both shoulders, and a pair of phoenix eyes were lazily closed, and they closed their eyes to rest their minds.

"Boss Mo, Adjutant Zhang is here." The maid walked quickly to Mo Yu, bowed respectfully and saluted, and then added, "Doctor Leng is here too."

The folding fan suddenly slipped from his face, Mo Yu sat up straight suddenly, staring at the maidservant with a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, and asked after a while, "Doctor Leng is here too?"

"Yes, Boss Mo." The maid replied softly, "Doctor Leng is here too."

When Mo Yu heard this, a joyful smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.Regardless of the folding fan that fell on the ground, she stood up from the couch and stroked the hem of the gown.

At the same time, a sound of footsteps came from the front.

Mo Yu raised his eyes, and at the moment when he saw Leng Yijiao intruding into his field of vision, a pair of amber pupils suddenly had a thin layer of water mist.

Leng Yizhen was standing in front of the group of customs sergeants in a lavender dress. He couldn't hide his excitement. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and crystal tears had already welled up in his eyes.

The two people with their eyes facing each other couldn't express their lovesickness.

This moment seems to have been waiting for thousands of years.

"Xian'er, you're here." Mo Yu stood where he was, with a smile on the corner of his mouth that was as comfortable as a spring breeze.

Leng Yizhen was stunned for a few seconds, then rushed to Mo Yu in a small jog, and pulled Mo Yu into his arms.

Just like that, he hugged Mo Yu tightly all the time, as if he didn't care about the customs officers behind him.

Mo Yu rested her chin on Leng Yizhen's shoulder, and closed her eyes with great peace of mind, her thick eyelashes were covered with crystal clear tears.

After a long time, Mo Yu patted Leng Yijiao's back lightly, and coaxed softly, "Okay, Jian'er, there are others here."

After Mo Yu's reminder, Leng Yizhen just let go of his hands, and looked at Mo Yu carefully in front of him.

"Mo Yu, are you not injured?" Leng Yijiao frowned slightly, looked at Mo Yu and asked in a low voice.

"You're worrying too much." Mo Yu smiled slightly, "Do you think I've been injured before?"

Leng Yizhen couldn't control his emotions, his eyes were red again, and wept with joy.

Lieutenant Zhang stepped on Martin boots, strode in front of the two of them, his eyes fell on Mo Yu, and he said straight to the point, "Boss Mo, you can go."

"Thank you, Adjutant Zhang." Mo Yu looked at Adjutant Zhang with a soft smile on his lips.

"Boss Mo, you're being polite." Adjutant Zhang said solemnly, with no expression on his face as usual, "I'm just following orders."

"Thank you, Adjutant Zhang!" Leng Yijiao turned around, showed a big sweet smile at Adjutant Zhang, and thanked him.

Adjutant Zhang was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his back to the two of them, cleared his throat and said, "The vehicle is ready, please come with me."

About half an hour later, the customs car stopped at the gate of the Mo family mansion.

The two got out of the car, bid farewell to Adjutant Zhang politely, and then walked straight towards the vermilion gate.

As soon as he pushed open the vermilion gate, as soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw the maidservants of the family kneeling in the courtyard in unison, all bowing their heads.

"Welcome Boss Mo back to the house!" The maidservants said in unison, their voices obviously choked with sobs.

Mo Yu stood at the door, looking at the servants in front of him who had been with him for several years, his eyes turned red before he knew it.

"Mo Yu, welcome home." Leng Yizheng showed a bright smile at Mo Yu, the teardrop in the corner of his eye was shining with crystal luster under the refraction of the sun.

At night, the silvery moonlight poured into the house through the windows.

The snow-white bed curtain hangs down on the head of the bed, faintly blocking the infinite scenery on the bed.

On the bed, the two delicate bodies that were as creamy as fat hugged each other tightly, lingering to death.

"Mmmm.... Jian'er..." Mo Yu slightly raised her porcelain-like neck, her voice was moist and seductive, charming to the bone.

After turning over, Leng Yiluo turned over and lay flat on the bed, his chest was heaving violently, and he still couldn't forget to ask out of breath, "Mo Yu, do you miss me these days?"

After a short rest, Leng Yizhen reached out for the handkerchief next to the pillow, and carefully wiped the water on his fingers.

Mo Yu slowly turned sideways, the hair on her forehead was already wet with sweat, her amber eyes were also full of water marks, she just quietly looked at Leng Yizhen.

"Xiao'er, you are so nice." Mo Yu looked at Leng Yizhen affectionately, his voice became choked up, and he raised his hand to gently stroke Leng Yizhen's side face, "How can I not miss you? give up on you?"

"Mo Yu, it's all my fault." Leng Yizhen held Mo Yu's hand tightly, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, feeling very guilty in his heart.

At this moment, Leng Yizhen didn't understand the meaning of Mo Yu's words, and thought that Mo Yu was feeling sad because of her leaving soon.