Yan Ling, who usually cannot stand the bumps while taking the carriage, feels it not fast enough today. Therefore, she urges the coachman several times in a short time.
On the other hand, Liang He felt better when he got out into the wind. He felt that his physical discomfort could be suppressed when he hurried over roofs and walls towards Mu Qingqiu’s with Light Kongfu.
Due to this, Liang He arrived at Mu Qingqiu’s clinic with acceptable efficiency without any unexpected situation.
The clinic is still empty with patients. Mu Qingqiu is not in the backyard now, but dozing while leaning against the edge of the counter. This scene is rather similar to what Liang He and Yan Ling saw when they first came to this clinic.
Either because Liang He makes a big noise, or because Mu Qingqiu is always being alert, anyway, the instant Liang He steps into the clinic, Mu Qingqiu opens his eyes and looks at the doorway.
Mu Qingqiu, an experienced doctor, who might have an extraordinary identity, he knows immediately something is wrong with Liang He just at a glance.
“What’s the matter? Who attacked you?” Mu Qingqiu asks jokingly, but his movements are rather professional without a single sign of joke.
After Liang He comes into the room, Mu Qingqiu immediately closes the door, and helps Liang He, who is a little unstable now, walk toward the wing room behind the courtyard.
Liang He knows that what Mu Qingqiu said is just banter. Now Liang He has no mood to squabble with Mu Qingqiu. Even if Liang He really has that intention, the current situation does not allows him to do so.
After they get to the back wing room, Mu Qingqiu unbuttons Liang’s top clothes in the front. After careful observation, he finds that his vessels are bulging, which reveals the strong power of the philtre .
With an secret exclamation, Mu Qingqiu goes to a cabinet on the other side and accurately takes out a delicate-looking bottle from which he gets out a green pill.
Walking back to the chair, Mu Qingqiu helps to put straight the body of Liang He, who is already a little delirious. He opens Liang He’s mouth and feeds him the pills.
The pill is specially made by Mu Qingqiu. It melts as soon as it is taken. Liang He feels a cool feeling in his mouth which spreads straight into his chest, which makes him feel unexplainably comfortable.
After a while, Liang feels that the heat in his body has been suppressed by the pill, and he seems to be sober all over.
As a Kongfu practitioner, Liang knows about his body very well and now he feels that there is still something wrong with his body.
Although the pill has already pressed down the power of the philter, it seems to be temporary because Liang can vaguely feel that there is still a stream of air flowing turbulently within his body. He then can’t help frowning and turns to look at Mu Qingqiu.
Mu Qingqiu waves his hand quickly and says with glaring eyes, “Don’t worry, boy. Although I really don’t like you, I won’t hurt you at this time. In any case, I will keep my medical ethics. I won’t put another poison in while I’ll removing one.”
Liang He is clear that Mu Qingqiu would not do this, and there is no need for him to do that. But on the other hand, Liang He understands that Mu Qingqiu is deliberately irritating him.
Medical ethics! Medical ethics again! Liang He couldn’t stop shaking his head. Mu Qingqiu still holds a grudge that he accused him of having no medical ethics when they first met and he mentions it even until today.
“You know I don’t mean that. I’m just wondering why I feel that the poison has not be totally detoxified.” Liang He says helplessly.
As the saying goes, people have to bow under the eaves. After all, Mu Qingqiu has helped Liang He detoxify the poison. It’s not proper for Liang to quarrel with him at this time.
Liang He says this with some uncertainty. After all, Liang He only knows about his own physical condition. He doesn’t know the effect of Mu Qingqiu’s herbal pill. Maybe the pill has not come into full effect yet.
However, Liang He’s judgment is right: the potency of the philter in his body still exists.
Mu Qingqiu is clear of this. Hearing Liang He’s question, he nods his head and says causally, “It’s not that easy. The pill I gave you can only help you get rid of part of the effects of the poison. Then I’ll help you to suppress the remaining part for a period of time. It can’t be completely detoxified.”
Liang He can’t help furrowing his brows on hearing this. Although he hasn’t been seeing eye to eye with Mu Qingqiu, he trusts Mu Qingqiu’s medical skills.
Now that even Mu Qingqiu can only remove part of the toxicity, it seems that this philter is indeed quite fierce.
“I know you are a lit bit silly, but did you just fall into someone’s trap for no reason?” Mu Qingqiu says leaning against a chair. Although he says this with obvious schadenfreude, his eyes reveal a trace of his vague worry.
Liang He feels like an eagle getting trapped in a little spider web, which makes him angry whenever mentioned. Now Mu Qingqiu is making fun of him on this. He feels more uncomfortable in his heart. Therefore, he just wears a stern face and keeps silent.
Looking at the silent Liang He, Mu Qingqiu gets suddenly amused and continues, “Well, you didn’t try to use it on my student and got it on yourself, did you?”
On hearing this, Liang’s face becomes darker. He feels that the air flow which he suppressed formerly begins to bump violently within him again. He almost spits up a mouthful of blood out of irritation.
If Liang He really had that intention, he would not have to rush all the way here. Instead, he would have done it with Yan Ling while they were alone.
Liang He would never force Yan Ling to do anything she doesn’t want to. Liang certainly wouldn’t use such mean methods as poisoning. But he is accused of that by Mu Qingqiu, how can Liang He not be upset?
“I wouldn’t bother to use that kind of despicable means!” With a cold snort, Liang He says with slight disdain, with his fist clenches.
Mu Qingqiu was deliberately banter with Liang He. Seeing that Liang really take it seriously and get angry, he knows it’s time for him to stop.
Thanks to this, as a result, Mu Qingqiu’s impression of Liang He improves a lot. A man has his merits now that he can treat his beloved woman as the apple of the eye and can’t tolerate the slightest contempt from others.
Since the routine quarrel between them has been completed, it’s time for them to get down to business. After all, the two people sitting in this room are very clear that Liang He’s poison has not been completely removed.