As soon as the water touched Mo Qingcheng's dry thin lips, it was like meeting water in the desert, and he immediately wanted to drink the bowl of water into his stomach.

Seeing that he was drinking in a hurry, Mo Yu reminded him: "Master, drink slowly."

After drinking a bowl of water, Mo Qingcheng felt that his throat was no longer so uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Mo Yu poured another bowl over.

After drinking two bowls of water in a row, Mo Qingcheng stopped.

After drinking two bowls of water, people became more awake.

Mo Qingcheng looked around, rubbed his painful forehead and asked, "Where is this?"

"Go back to Master, this is Jufu Town, we are now in the Huichun Hall."

After Mo Yu finished speaking, he pursed his lips and wanted to say something.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Mo Qingcheng knew what he was going to say without even thinking about it.

"Master, your illness this time is more serious than before, and..."

Mo Yu looked at Mo Qingcheng and continued: "And Mr. Zeng said that you won't be able to survive the next attack."

"Ha! It doesn't matter."

After hearing this, Mo Qingcheng said as if he didn't care.

In this world, except for his mother who is sincere to him, who in the family would not wish for him to die early and be born early?

"..." Mo Yu said nothing after hearing this.

After a while, he said: "Master, there is something I haven't said yet."

"What's the matter?" Mo Qingcheng asked.

"Master Zeng and Brother Yun found a girl from nowhere. They said they could help Master suppress your illness. I don't know if it was true or not. But after she treated Master, Master you woke up faster than before.

A lot."

Mo Qingcheng frowned. This reminded him of the attack two months ago. He fell ill on the first day and woke up the next morning.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Last night to tonight."

"And when the girl treated the master, it was around noon today."

Is it really true?…

"Where is he?" Mo Qingcheng's tone was a little excited.

Mo Yu didn't hear anything wrong in his words, so she told him what she heard today: "I heard that the inn next door has been bought by her. I don't know what a little girl would do if she bought an inn.

?”

The money given to her was enough for her to buy an inn.

But it's hard to draw a conclusion, after all, I haven't seen anyone yet.

"Oh, by the way, Master, I asked Mo Feng to cook the porridge, and my subordinate will bring it to you now."

"Yeah." Mo Qingcheng nodded. After sleeping for almost two nights, he was indeed a little hungry.

Not long after Mo Yu left, Mo Feng, Mo Yun and Zeng Guangyao ran over.

Several people said something, and it was mostly what Mo Yu said.

But when Zeng Guangyao said that the girl was Murong Yue, Mo Qingcheng had some doubts in his heart, and then he was sure that it was the little girl who saved him two months ago.

At that time, he knew that Murong Yue had medical skills, but he did not expect that he could suppress his old illness, which made him even more interested in Murong Yue.

But there is no rush, after all, he has to suppress the disease every month, and he has plenty of time to slowly discover her difficulties.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

Fortunately, the light was relatively dim, so Mo Yun and others didn't notice Mo Qingcheng on the bed, and they just laughed.

Otherwise, you would be surprised to find that Mo Qingcheng is in a better mood than ever.

Mo Qingcheng finished the porridge brought by Mo Yu and fell asleep again not long after.

A night of silence.

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The next morning, Mo Qingcheng had recovered his physical strength and felt much better mentally.

After all, it was not an injury caused by a fight, not to mention that Murong Yue used white elements to cleanse his whole body, and he would be healed naturally the next day.

Although there is an old disease, when there is no attack, the person is still normal.

Moreover, Mo Qingcheng is a martial arts practitioner, and his body is more than twice as strong as ordinary people.

"Master, don't you want to rest for a while?" Mo Yun asked worriedly when he saw him getting up so early.

"It's okay," Mo Qingcheng said.

"Master, take a shower first, then go down and prepare breakfast."

"Yeah." Mo Qingcheng nodded.

Mo Yun exited the room, closed the door behind him, and went to prepare breakfast.
Chapter completed!