Ancestral Formula, Not Passed Down
Mo Ruo?
Who is it?
Ji Yunshu frowned as the pain on her face assaulted her again. She raised her hand from under the blanket and was about to touch her face.
The next moment, Mo Ruo grabbed her hand and shoved it back under the blanket.
"Of course it hurts, but don't touch it. The medicine on your face can't be bought with money. It's a priceless treasure."
"Huh?"
"It's an ancestral formula, not passed down randomly."
Tsundere!
Ji Yunshu bit her lip in pain. Her head was still dizzy, so she asked again, "Did I sleep for a long time?"
Mo Ruo answered carelessly, "Not long, just a day!"
'A day?
It's been a long time. She should have woken up after the anesthetic. '
She propped herself up and tried to get up while asking, "Who are you? I … I'm not … "
She was interrupted before she could finish.
"Don't move!"
Mo Ruo suddenly leaned over, his peach blossom face right in front of her and magnified.
Her vision became clearer, and Ji Yunshu could clearly see his handsome face. It was full of mischievousness, and his slender eyebrows were raised a few times.
Seeing this, Ji Yunshu instinctively shrunk back and turned her face away.
Mo Ruo smirked and reached out to pinch her sharp chin. "Indeed, you're a beauty. No wonder Jing Rong is head over heels in love with you!"
Jing Rong?
Hey, hey, hey, who are you?
So presumptuous?
However, Ji Yunshu was startled. Her hair was still in a man's bun.
But it made sense. Treatment required close contact, so it wasn't surprising that he knew she was a woman.
Ji Yunshu averted her eyes and tried to get up, but her shoulder was pressed down by Mo Ruo.
"Woman, why are you so disobedient? I told you not to move."
"I want to get up."
Mo Ruo frowned. He really couldn't do anything to her, so he let go of her shoulder and proactively helped her up.
The scene in front of her became clearer, and Ji Yunshu discovered that she was in her own room.
She also saw Mo Ruo standing in front of her. He was dressed in a white robe with a simple gray scarf around his neck. He looked like a refined scholar and strategist.
But those peach blossom eyes clearly betrayed him.
This person is full of love!
"Why am I here? Who the hell are you? What about Wei Yi? What about the prince? I heard their voices, and Mei Xiang 'er as well … "
"Wait!" Mo Ruo raised his hand to stop her. "Beauty, you're asking so many questions at once. I can't answer them. I'm only in charge of treating your injuries. I'm not in charge of finding your tracks."
"…"
Mo Ruo took a handkerchief and wiped his hands. He walked to the table and packed up his needles, his back facing her.
He instructed, "During this period of time, the wound on your face must not be exposed to the wind. In short, if you don't want to leave a scar, you must remember the Mo Clan's Nine Syllables Mantra. Avoid meat, avoid wind and rain, and do not touch."
But —
Although Ji Yunshu didn't know how to treat major injuries, she was well aware of the injuries on her face.
With a bitter smile, he said, "It can't be cured. The wound was caused by the silver hairpin, and it reached the bone. As the saying goes, flesh and bone are connected. Once the bone is scratched by silver, it will leave a scar on the skin."
"So this young lady knows medicine!"
"I don't!"
Mo Ruo had already packed up his things. He turned to Ji Yunshu and said in a serious tone, "Perhaps to those quacks, your injury is indeed incurable. Perhaps you will have to wear a mask and veil for the rest of your life. However, you met me. I guarantee that the wound on your face will be healed within a month."
What a big tone!
Even in the modern era, no doctor could guarantee a full recovery within a month!
Seeing that Ji Yunshu was still skeptical, Mo Ruo smirked. "This divine doctor hasn't saved anyone for a year. If it weren't for Jing Rong's face, I would still be in Beiyang City, watching the singing and dancing competition."
"…"
Ji Yunshu didn't know what he was talking about, so she simply didn't reply.
Suddenly, someone rushed in from the door with hurried footsteps.
"Shu 'er."
Wei Yi's voice came from the door to the bedside. He grabbed her hand and rubbed his distressed eyes as he stared at her.
"Shu 'er, does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"Fortunately, Shu 'er, you're fine."
"Wei Yi, were you the one who found me?"
Wei Yi nodded. "I told you that as long as I heard the bells on your feet, I would be able to find you."
Ji Yunshu smiled. Fortunately, Wei Yi really did hear the bells. Otherwise, she would have already been buried in the sea of fire.
She asked again, "Then, how did you find the basement?"
"At that time, the fire was very big. They all pulled me out, but I heard your bells and knew that you must be in the room. Then, Big Brother seemed to have gone crazy and looked for you everywhere in the room. The fire was so big that I was pulled out, but Big Brother refused to leave. I waited outside for a long time before Big Brother carried you out. Big Brother is really amazing, he really found you."
His face was full of admiration.
Ji Yunshu's heart trembled slightly. "Then, where is Big Brother?"
"I can't say." Wei Yi covered his mouth.
Ji Yunshu was puzzled. "Why can't you say?"
"Because …"
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Ruo grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to the back like a little chick.
Wei Yi staggered a few steps before regaining his balance. He glared at Mo Ruo angrily.
He asked unhappily, "Why did you hit me?"
Mo Ruo acted as if nothing had happened and spread out his hands. "Which eye of yours saw me hit you?"
"Both eyes saw it."
"Brat, you're talking nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense. Mother said that it's not good to lie. You hit me."
"Bullshit!" Mo Ruo's face turned green with anger.
The next moment, Wei Yi covered his nose with one hand and fanned it with the other. He made a disgusted face and said, "You stink."
Pfft!
Mo Ruo felt unwell. Smoke came out of his nose. He looked at Ji Yunshu and asked curiously, "Where did you pick this thing up from?"
What a sarcastic mouth!
It was comparable to Jing Rong.
Ji Yunshu ignored his words and went straight to the point. "Where's Prince Rong?"
Mo Ruo replied, "He's busy."
"About the missing girls case?"
"You should recuperate first. You don't have to worry about other things. It would be a pity for a beauty like you to be disfigured. Remember, rest well."
"Then …"
Ji Yunshu didn't finish her sentence. Mo Ruo dragged Wei Yi out.
Outside the courtyard, she could faintly hear them arguing outside.
When did these two foes get together?
Moreover, where did this Mo Ruo come from?
She got off the bed and put on a thin layer of clothing. She walked to the mirror and slowly sat down. She turned her face to the side and clearly saw the scar on her face.
Some transparent ointment was applied to the wound, and it was glowing.
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