After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to continue his life

Chapter 23 The Dying Man

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 23 The Dying Man

"Northern Qi Fallen Soul?" Yan Qi looked at Wen Mo in surprise.

I can see that there is a fallen soul in her body, so I guess she has great medical skills.

But the Fallen Soul comes from Northern Qi?

She remembered that there seemed to be no record of the origin of the fallen soul in the book. Why was Wen Mo so sure?

Wen Mo was slightly startled, his eyes flickered, and he said vaguely: "I'm not sure, I only vaguely read it in a certain book. Maybe I misremembered."

"Really?" Yan Qi was dubious.

Suddenly, Yan Qi thought of Wen Mo's identity.

He is also from Northern Qi!

Moreover, he is a descendant of the royal family, so the Fallen Soul is related to the Northern Qi royal family?

"Then do you have a way to detoxify it?"

Yan Qi just asked casually. She remembered that it was written in the book that there was no cure for this poison and she could only wait for death.

Unexpectedly, Wen Mo replied firmly: "Yes."

Yan Qi looked at him sharply, wondering if he was hallucinating.

If what he said is true, then does she no longer need to drink Jiang Qi's blood?

Jiang Qi can also become the prince of Zhou Dynasty as soon as possible, and can the end of the collapse of the Yue clan be avoided?

Yan Qi's eyes gradually glowed with colorful light, and he looked at the determined Wen Mo expectantly.

"But I can't cure your poison."

Yan Qi suddenly felt that Wen Mo's voice was too harsh, and the light in his eyes instantly dimmed.

"You said it can be solved."

How come her hopes were dashed just after they were raised?

Wen Mo nodded again, "The fallen souls I can solve are the fallen souls that have been poisoned for a short period of time."

"And the toxins in your body have been eroding into your internal organs for more than ten years. I can't do anything."

"Your body is that of a dying person."

Although these words were cruel, he had no intention of hiding them.

The doctors around Yan Qi must have told her these words, and the person who could save her life for so long must not be a quack.

A dying person.

Yan Qi looked at Wen Mo in silence for a long time and suddenly felt relieved.

She already knew the fate of this body, so why force it?

Yan Qi smiled: "I understand, thank you Wen Mo."

Wen Mo suddenly didn't dare to look at Yan Qi's smile. He said solemnly: "My needle can only temporarily suppress your severe pain. It may attack at any time."

"If your poison can be suppressed for such a long time, you must have a miracle doctor taking care of you..."

Wen Mo glanced at Yan Qi, who was still silent, with difficulty, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Fallen Soul originated from the Northern Qi Dynasty and was a forbidden drug for the royal family.

Because it was too toxic, its production and sale were banned, and the Northern Qi royal family blocked all information about this poison.

The forbidden drug had disappeared for more than twenty years, but he never thought it would appear in Yan Qi's body.

"Why are you apologizing? You saved me."

Yan Qi smiled and comforted the apologetic Wen Mo, saying that even if the fallen soul came from Northern Qi, it had nothing to do with him.

Wen Mo looked at Yan Qi, who was still gentle, with complex expressions, speechless.

If Yan Qi knew where he came from, would he still be so close to him?

"How... did he protect your meridians for more than ten years?"

Wen Mo suppressed it in every possible way, but still wanted to know.

Precisely because he knew the evil of fallen souls, Yan Qi was like a miracle.

If she can live for more than ten years, is it possible for her to continue to live well?

As long as he finds a solution, he will be able to revive her depleted meridians.

Yan Qi knew who Wen Mo was asking, but she didn't know how to explain it to Wen Mo.

Cang Lan? It was indeed him who saved the lives of Yue Huan and the Queen.

But without Jiang Qi's blood, Yue Huan might have died long ago.

"I was actually poisoned indirectly."

Seeing and hearing Mo was puzzled, Yan Qi continued: "I mean, my mother... my mother was possessed by a fallen soul when she was pregnant with me."

Wen Mo's eyes flashed, no wonder the fallen soul in Yan Qi's body was a little strange.

It turns out that it absorbed toxins from the mother's body.

"Then your mother..."

Wen Mo really couldn't say the word "death".

Yan Qi understood, "My mother is fine, and there are no residual toxins in her body."

Yes, Yue Huan is an unlucky thing.

So does she.

Yan Qi thought bitterly.

Canglan tried her best to heal Murong Lingshu, but she was unable to heal the fetus in her belly.

The difference between protecting the big and small is that you can only protect the big.

"What's the explanation?" Wen Mo didn't understand the reason.

If the miracle doctor could keep Yan Qi's mother safe and sound, why would Yan Qi be riddled with toxins?

"Although the toxins in the mother's body have been resolved, the toxins absorbed by the fetus in the belly have invaded the internal organs of the body." Yan Qi replied with a smile.

This is the best explanation, after all, she doesn't know.

If we have to dig deeper, it can only be the arrangement of the screenwriter.

Wen Mo looked at Yan Qi, who was forcing a smile, and felt sour in his heart.

"Is this how you get through every poisonous attack?"

If only he had met her earlier, he would have been able to detoxify her and prevent her from being tortured by the fallen soul.

Wen Mo, who wanted to detoxify Yan Qi, seemed to have forgotten that he was just a baby more than ten years ago.

"Well, not really." Yan Qi thought for a while. Since having Jiang Qi, the original owner's poisonous hair has become much less frequent.

"Did you take any medicine? Tell me, I'll give you a lot of it and take it with you and you won't be in so much pain."

Wen Mo's eyes were bright and he eagerly asked Yan Qi for the prescription.

Yan Qi paused slightly, her medicine?

He should have run away long ago.

"I don't know what kind of medicine it is. It's a small black pill."

Yan Qi only told about the medicine she asked Canglan to prepare for her, but she didn't tell about Jiang Qi's Zhiyin blood.

Wen Mo: "Where's the medicine? Show it to me."

Yan Qi: "I forgot to bring it."

Wen Mo:......

He was confused. If Yan Qi had taken medicine, would he have fainted from the pain?

"Where is your home? I can go get it with you, and by the way, I can meet with the famous doctor who takes care of you to discuss your condition."

Wen Mo's eyes were bright and hot, more caring than Yan Qi's own.

Yan Qi was stunned.

Is the second prince of Northern Qi so eager to help others?

It seems that they have only known each other for only seven days. He is so heartwarming. Isn't he too naive and easy to deceive?

Could it be that this person is a love brain?

Thinking of this, Yan Qi didn't want to discuss the Fallen Soul anymore, and said seriously: "Little Yang, you need to change your love brain."

Wen Mo, who was preoccupied with Yan Qi's condition, suddenly heard a rare word. He asked doubtfully: "What is love brain? Why should I change it?"

What brain?

They’ve all talked about love brain!

No! Yan Qi is also confused. How can this handsome guy understand what a love brain is?

She tried changing the adjective: "To put it simply, love brain means being too selfless, too enthusiastic, and too simple towards others."

Wen Mo smiled when he heard these beautiful adjectives. How could these words have anything to do with him?

If Qiqi knew who he was, he wouldn't think so.

He followed Yan Qi and asked: "If it's so good, why do you need to change it?"

Yan Qi looked at Wen Mo with hatred, why is this man so fond of love brain?

“Of course it’s to prevent being cheated!”

"Little Yang, remember, the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying. This is an iron rule."

"Iron law?" Wen Mo looked at Yan Qi's charming face and asked with a smile, "Will Qiqi lie to me?"

(End of chapter)