After packing everything, Mo Yan came outside the Regent's Mansion, looked at the two horses at the door, frowned, and glanced back at Jing Muhan and asked, "Let's go out on horseback?"

Jing Muhan responded, "Well."

Chu Cheng took the lead and waited for Mo Yan and Jing Muhan. Mo Yan frowned and looked at Jing Muhan, pointing at the remaining horse and asking, "How do we divide a horse? Or, do you think it would be more appropriate for me to run with the horse?"

Jing Muhan jumped onto the horse without answering, and handed it to Mo Yan with his slender hand, "Come up!"

Mo Yan stared at Jing Muhan with his eyes wide open. "You and I ride on a horse?"

"Yep."

Is the Prince Regent so short of money? Can't afford even a horse?

Suspicious eyes looked at Jing Muhan, and Jing Muhan's eyes flickered, reminding Mo Yan: "Either start or follow the horse!"

"you!"

This **** man! Obviously is intentional.

Chu Cheng's gloating expression was also a five-body throwing his admiration into the ground. This method can be thought of. Seeing Mo Yan's unwilling look, Chu Cheng couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he received the cold eyes of his own master, he instantly agitated his temper, rode a horse, and walked away.

Mo Yan thought that going out this time was a game of mountains and rivers. I didn't expect to rush the road overnight. When I arrived at the place, I realized that everything was so different from what I thought.

Deserted villages are full of refugees, and there are countless children begging along the streets, as well as poor people suffering from chronic illnesses that have caused various diseases such as wind and cold.

When Mo Yan saw these people, his heart suddenly blocked.

In this life, the poorest she has ever seen is only those who begged on the street after being trafficked, but those people seem to be in much better condition than these people.

With a tight throat, Mo Yan slowly leaned down and took out his money bag. Before it was opened, a group of people swarmed up and snatched Mo Yuan's money bag directly.

Jing Muhan clenched his fists, exuding a strong sense of murder, Mo Yi saw this, and hurriedly stopped, "Don't!"

Jing Muhan frowned, looking at Mo Yan, "Huh?"

"Don't hurt them. They just want to live."

Thinking of my own life, I was an orphan since I was a child. I used to live like this. At the age of four, he would steal things. At the age of six, he learned to grab money from others. Later, he entered a killer organization to hang out for food.

Looking back, a thin layer of water mist in his eyes blocked the clear pupil.

Mo Yan sniffed gently. "Let them go."

Jing Muhan condensed the breath on his body, his fist slowly released, and answered Mo Yan's words. Soon, Chu Cheng ran, "Master, more than 50 people have died there."

"Is that still the disease?"

"Yes!"

Mo Yan heard Chu Cheng's words, his heart tightened, "What happened to them?"

"I don't know. At first they had a cough and headache, and then they had high fever, weakness, numbness in their limbs, and even severe pain in their limbs. The sent doctors were helpless, so they could only temporarily arrange them in Dongcheng City. Outside the door. "

"Take me to see."

Jing Muhan suddenly grabbed Mo's hand, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Isn't the reason why Wang brought me here because I am an apprentice to a ghost doctor? It is the doctor's job to save the wounded and heal the wounds. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Jing Muhan's throat knot rolled and did not stop Mo Yan. Silently followed Mo Yan toward Dongcheng.

When he came to the gate of Dongcheng City and watched the people's lips were cracked and pale, and his eyes were lying on the ground indifferently, Mo Yan remembered the scene where he and his companion were trapped in the germ room.

After a brief moment, I walked in front of those people and gave them a pulse.

Jing Muhan saw Mo Yan frown tightly and asked curiously, "How?"

"They're viral."

"Yep?"

Mo Yan almost forgot, this is another world. He sighed and returned: "It can be cured!"

A joy in Jing Muhan's heart, but did not show, "How to rule, what is needed, the king ordered people to get it."

Mo Yan simply answered: "Honeysuckle, ephedra, gypsum, Mianma Guanzhong, Houttuynia cordata, patchouli, Rhodiola, menthol, licorice ..." While reading the prescription, for those people body check.

Chu Cheng remembered the medicinal materials that Mo Yan talked about, and his hot eyes fell on Mo Yan. At this moment, Mo Yan was like a savior. This was the first time that Chu Cheng admired such a person.

The prescription has already told Chu Cheng, Mo Yan reminded Chu Cheng to grab more medicine and boil it for everyone to drink.

Going to a young man, Mo Yan leaned down and looked at the man. Although he was not very good, he looked good and looked like a scholar. Mo Yan said to the man, "Extend your hand, let me see."

The man gave Mo Yan a vigilant look, and his white hand was handed out. Mo Yan frowned curiously. From the look of his hand, his skin was so delicate that he didn't look like a rough man. , Qingxiu, patience, his temperament is not like ordinary people, curiously looked at men. Jing Muhan's eyes passed with a touch of vinegar, and Mo Mo pulled away, saying, "Tell the king how to check, and the king will come."

Mo Yan frowned. Is he sick? Who can do medical treatment? Why did this man suddenly get into trouble?

Coldly said to Jing Muhan: "This is a patient, not a test!"

"My King knows."

"Now that you know, let it go and I'll check for him!"

"Men and women are incompetent!"

Mo Yan was speechless. "Why didn't you remember this sentence when I checked your body? In front of the doctor, there is no distinction between men and women."

"No!"

In the end, Mo Yan was defeated by Jing Muhan. He stood aside and looked upset about how Jing Muhan should consult. I did not expect that Jing Muhan had learned something like that. Mo even felt that the **** man was inappropriate. The doctor really regretted his talent.

After examining the body for the man, Jing Muhan said faintly: "It doesn't matter so much. He suffered internal injuries."

After listening to Jing Muhan's words, the man showed nervousness, and his body shrank back, trying to cover up his nervous mood now.

Mo Yan squatted down and looked at the man, "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are doctors, come here to see you."

The man saw Mo Yan's gentle eyes, his heart gradually opened, and soon relaxed. He fixed his eyes on Mo Yan, while Jing Muhan stood aside, and gave the man a very unhappy glance.

Soon the man said, "Thank you girl."

"What is your name?"

The man hesitated for a moment, and said, "Mu Qiao!"

Hearing Mu Ziqiao's words, Jing Muhan's eyes lighted up instantly, Mu Ziqiao? The three young masters of Shenzhou Mufu, Muziqiao? How could he fall into this?