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Chapter 201

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Three Willing

Ji Yunshu hesitated for a moment, but she still took off her golden mask.

The dark red scar had already scabbed over and would fade in a day or two.

Mo Ruo rubbed his chin and looked at her for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and nodded. "It seems that the wound on your face will heal soon."

Ji Yunshu didn't care and put the mask back on.

Mo Ruo swirled the exquisite wine pot in his hand and glanced at Ji Yunshu with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"As the saying goes, one doesn't visit a temple without a cause. Miss Ji, are you here for a consultation? Or to treat a disease? "

Cut to the chase!

Ji Yunshu didn't like to beat around the bush. She straightened her face and said, "I'm here to give Young Master Mo a difficult problem."

"Difficult problem? Tell me about it! "

"Young Master Mo is a divine doctor. You can even cure the wound on my face. Presumably, you can cure all the difficult diseases in this world."

"Beauty, from your tone, it sounds like you're flattering me?" He raised his eyebrows.

His peach blossom face overflowed with a frivolous smile.

'Are all Jing Rong's friends this frivolous?

Forget it, business is more important. '

She politely pursed her lips and said, "Young Master Mo, if you can really cure this difficult case, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I'm flattering you."

"Difficult case? This makes me a little interested. Tell me about it. "

Ji Yunshu didn't answer immediately.

Instead, she turned to look at Wei Yi and gently said, "Wei Yi, give the gift you picked out to Young Master Mo."

"Give it to him?"

Ji Yunshu nodded.

Wei Yi pouted and reluctantly took out the exquisite brocade box and pushed it towards Mo Ruo.

"For you!"

Mo Ruo was confused. He looked at the box and opened it. The jade hairpin reflected in his eyes.

"…"

He frowned.

"Wei Yi picked this for you." Ji Yunshu explained.

'Hey, hey, hey, I'm a man!'

Mo Ruo's eyes widened.

Wei Yi saw that he didn't respond and thought that he didn't like it. He reached out to take it back, but he was a step too late.

Mo Ruo moved the box to the side!

His bright and handsome eyes deeply raised, "This thing is so exquisite, all the girls like it. Not bad, next time I see that Lady Rouge from the Drunken Red Brothel, I will give this hairpin to her. I will definitely be able to win a smile from that beauty."

How shameful!

However, since he had accepted the gift, he naturally had to do something about it!

Ji Yunshu said, "Young Master Mo has miraculous hands and is known as the Divine Physician. Now that you've accepted my gift, it can be considered that you've fulfilled my request."

Aiyo, he's actually playing tricks!

Mo Ruo held the jade hairpin in his hand, carefully fiddling with it as he held it up to the light.

Hmm, it's top quality goods.

He even said casually, "If you want to cure it, it'll be difficult!"

Difficult!

When this word came out of Mo Ruo's mouth, it was cold and indifferent!

Ji Yunshu frowned. "Does Young Master Mo know what I want to say?"

Mo Ruo blew on the jade hairpin and wiped it with his sleeve before putting it back into the box. In order to prevent Yi from taking it back, he simply put the box into his sleeve.

Then, he lifted the wine pot and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth.

He narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "You're right, Master.

He narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "Madness is easy to cure, but dementia is difficult!"

"Can't be cured?"

"Difficult! It's not that it can't be cured! "Mo Ruo pondered.

Ji Yunshu's heart tightened, but she still had hope. She turned to Wei Yi and said, "Wei Yi, can you go down and wait for me?"

"Okay, then I'll go down and wait for Shu 'er. Don't leave me behind, let's go home together."

"En!"

Only then did he feel relieved and went down the attic.

After Wei Yi left, Ji Yunshu asked Mo Ruo, "Can you really cure this illness?"

"It's difficult!"

Another word 'difficult'.

He shook his head slightly and said, "This kind of dementia, Young Master Wei doesn't have all of it. Listening to his words, he's well-behaved, but he's also a bit foolish. If it's innate, it's difficult. It might take decades to cure. If it's acquired due to shock or external factors, it's also difficult. It might take a few months, or even a few years."

Ji Yunshu finally understood what was going on.

She clenched her teeth and said, "If Young Master Mo can cure Wei Yi, I will be extremely grateful."

"Can you wait ten or twenty years?"

"Yes!"

"Good!" Mo Ruo agreed and leaned forward. With a conditional tone, he said, "However, I never ask for gratitude when I treat patients."

Ji Yunshu paused and asked, "How much money?"

"Not for money?"

"Treasure?"

"Not for treasure?"

"Then … what do you want?"

"You!"

He crooked his index finger and pointed it at Ji Yunshu.

"Me?"

Ji Yunshu's expression changed.

Their eyes met. After a while, Mo Ruo laughed, "I'm just teasing you. If I wanted you, Jing Rong would kill me!"

Ji Yunshu was speechless.

After a moment, Mo Ruo seriously said, "At this moment, I haven't decided what I want. How about it, Miss Ji, you owe me a favor?"

Didn't that mean she could ask for anything?

But for Wei Yi, she could do anything.

She nodded, "Fine. As long as you can cure Wei Yi, I will owe you a favor."

"Would you be willing to climb a mountain of swords and dive into a sea of flames?"

"Yes!"

"Would you be willing to live a life without joy?"

"Yes!"

"Then, if I want your life, would you be willing to give it to me?"

"Yes!"

Ji Yunshu repeated 'yes' three times, expressing her determination.

This kind of woman was full of spirit!

How could he not admire and admire her?

He finally understood why Jing Rong was willing to dive into a sea of flames and disregard his own life for this woman.

Mo Ruo's hazy drunkenness was gradually dispelled by the cold wind. He was not used to being sober, so he picked up the wine pot and began to drink again.

He smiled and said, "Good, I will treat this difficult disease!"

Ji Yunshu stood up and cupped her hands in greeting.

Mo Ruo continued, "For the time being, Wei Yi will stay in my Yuhua Pavilion. It just so happens that I lack a companion to talk to and a servant to serve me wine!"

As he said this, his body swayed and fell on the bamboo mat.

His mouth was still mumbling something indistinctly.

Ji Yunshu didn't want to disturb his drunken dreams and went downstairs. She saw Wei Yi sitting obediently on a chair, waiting for her.

When he saw her come down, he quickly got up.

"Shu 'er, are you going back?"

"Wei Yi, you have to stay here for the time being."

Hearing this, Wei Yi's expression sank.

He bitterly hugged Ji Yunshu's arm and asked, "Why? Why can't I go back with you? Does Shu 'er not want me anymore? "

"Of course not!" Ji Yunshu resolutely replied, "Just think of it as staying here to accompany Young Master Mo. Look at him, he's so pitiful, being alone all day."

"But …"

"Wei Yi, can you accompany him and talk to him? You know that he's lonely, so you should accompany him. Moreover, during this time, I will come to see you, okay? "

Ji Yunshu's tone was gentle. Although Wei Yi was unwilling, he didn't want to make her unhappy.

He could only nod his head unwillingly.

"Good!"

"Then, will Shu 'er come every day?"

"Yes, I will come every day. You can stay here. After a while, I will bring you back."

"En!"

In fact, it was better for Wei Yi to stay here. Recently, there were too many troublesome matters. Whether it was the Lin Capital case or the imperial palace, it was inevitable that Wei Yi would be dragged into them.

On the contrary, staying here was safer.

After settling Wei Yi down, Ji Yunshu left Yuhua Pavilion.

The guards outside were still waiting for her.

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