Back in Su Mansion, the butler was already waiting in the mansion.
Seeing Su Chen, Director Lao respectfully said: "I have seen Su Zhixing."
"Yeah." Su Chen was not polite. After receiving his gift, he went to the main seat and sat down: "Gang Yan, go and bring Miss Lien out."
"Yes!" Gang Yan took the lead.
After a while, Lian Jiao was brought out by Gang Yan.
Seeing Lian Jiao, Director Lao said excitedly: "The old slave finally saw Missy again! Missy, are you okay here these days?"
Lian Jiao looked confused: "These days? Am I here for a long time? Why don't I know?"
"What?" Manager Lao was taken aback, then turned around and glared at Su Chen: "Su Zhixing, what did you do to my eldest lady?"
"It's nothing, it just washed away her memories of the past few days here. Everyone has their own secrets. I just don't want to expose my secrets. I believe Lianjia can understand."
"Su Chen!" Hearing that his memory was washed away, Miss Lian Jiao's temper recurred. Without the memory of that period of time, she would also have no fear of Su Chen, and she was naturally tyrannical as always: "You dare to treat me like this, I will not let you go."
"Oh, my eldest lady, don't say that anymore." Manager Lao quickly pulled Lianjiao out of fright.
"Manager Lao, what do you mean, am I even afraid of him?" Lian Jiao still doesn't want to be forgiven, but Director Lao doesn't let go. There is no way to be too anxious, so she can only say to her ear: "Miss, you don't know. In the past few days when you lost your memory, Su Chen had already killed Liu Wuya, took control of the Yuandu Department, and became the neighbor of An City Lord. Even Long Shaoyou was cursed, life and death. On the front line, the Long Family was even more traumatized, and many people have already died! All this is because of Su Chen!"
"What?" Lian Jiao was shocked.
She looked at Su Chen incredulously.
Su Chen drank tea in his spare time and waved his hand: "If there is nothing wrong, just withdraw. Just remember our agreement."
"Lian Jia will keep his promise." Manager Lao arched his hands and left with Lian Jiao.
Without looking up, Su Chen murmured: "I'm not afraid that you won't comply."
The words were not loud, but they still reached Manager Lao's ears. He trembled in his heart when he heard them. He had already decided secretly that he would check Lian Jiao's body immediately after returning to prevent him from doing anything wrong.
Seeing them leave here, Su Chen held the tea cup and fell into deep thought.
"Spell..."
After thinking for a while, he suddenly got up and walked towards his laboratory.
After concocting a bottle of medicine, Su Chen poured it on a humanity mold next to it.
After it dries, a face mask has been successfully manufactured.
Su Chen carefully took off the mask, put it on his face, looked at himself in the crystal mirror, combed his hair again, changed his clothes, and then walked outside.
Without notifying the person, it just disappeared quietly into the night.
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Long family.
Long Qingjiang was sitting beside his son's bed, holding his son's hand with a sad expression on his face.
Long Shaoyou's body weakened day by day, and the weird black mist was still grinning, changing, and constantly drawing Long Shaoyou's life.
Wei Liancheng is dead.
Without him, there would be no one who could solve the spell.
Long Qingjiang has completely given up hope.
Just as he was heartbroken at his son, Su Gaoye walked in from outside:
"Patriarch, someone outside asked to see him, saying that he would like to heal the son."
"Invite him in." Long Qingjiang's tone was not a little excited.
These days he has invited all the famous doctors and source scholars in Qinghe and other cities and counties, but none of them have seen this kind of spell, and no one can do it.
Now here's one more, I'm afraid it's just another quack who shook his head and said "sorry".
Nevertheless, Long Qingjiang hopes to let people come in with a ten-thousandth hope, respectfully and respectfully.
The person who came was a middle-aged man with dark skin and ordinary appearance, with a medicine chest behind him.
"Long Qingjiang has seen her husband, dare to ask her surname."
"Don't dare, under the surname Chen, the single name is Shu." The doctor responded while looking at Long Shaoyou on the bed, his voice slightly hoarse.
His eyes didn't blink.
Seeing him like this, Long Qingjiang hurriedly said, "Mr. Chen, please."
Chen Shu was not polite. He came to Long Shaoyou and sat down, grabbing one of Long Shaoyou's arms and getting his pulse for him. It was simple and straightforward, and there was not even a word of extra verbosity.
Long Qingjiang didn't care, but felt that this doctor was at least more reliable in his actions, unlike the previous doctors, who had a lot of nonsense before he came, and in the end he still couldn't do anything.
For a moment, Doctor Chen loosened his wrist, opened Long Shaoyou's eyelids and looked at him, and then looked at his tongue, and finally even opened his clothes and looked at his abdomen.
Doctors have done the previous behaviors, but I haven't seen any doctors doing the same in the later.
Seeing the feet from the head, and looking at Long Shaoyou's whole body carefully, Dr. Chen Shu finally breathed out:
"It turned out to be so."
"What did Doctor Chen see?" Long Qingjiang asked excitedly.
"Well, this is a kind of incantation." Chen Shu nodded.
Hearing this, Long Qingjiang Elephant was poured cold water on his face: "Of course I know this is a spell!"
"Does the Long Patriarch know what kind of incantation this is?" Chen Shu asked hoarsely.
Long Qingjiang was dumb.
Chen Shu has said: "This kind of curse is actually caused by placing a very small special substance on the opponent and controlling it through a certain secret method."
"Small matter?"
"Yes, a peculiar substance that is as small as dust and invisible to the naked eye has a unique and magical ability. Under the control of a secret method, it can devour people's lives for a long time. The reason why Master Long is still alive is because of this. For a period of time, the Long Patriarch has been hanging him with a tonic medicine, right? If there is enough vitality, it can naturally support it for a while. However, this kind of curse also continuously absorbs life and grows, so the longer the time, the greater the effect of the curse. Violent. One day, I won’t be able to replenish it with tonics."
"Is that so?" Long Qingjiang said sadly, "I'm completely hopeless to say so."
During this period of time, he had indeed been using various precious medicines to hang Long Shaoyou.
It turns out that the root knot is here.
"That may not happen," Chen Shu said suddenly.
Like a flash of lightning shining in Long Qingjiang's heart, he anxiously said, "Doctor Chen said there is a way to save the child?"
"Yeah!" Chen Shu nodded, "There are two ways."
There are still two ways
"The first is to rescue from the spell itself. As long as the secret of control is cracked, the spell will not be established. This kind of special matter cannot form a synergy and will disperse. But the secret is mostly unique, and it is extremely difficult for outsiders to know. So you need to cast a spell. The person himself will be relieved."
Hearing this, Long Qingjiang shook his head: "The person who performed the operation is dead."
"Then there is only the second method. No need to spell, directly attack this substance."
Long Qingjiang hurriedly asked: "Mr. Is it possible to do it?"
"I have never seen this kind of substance. It will take time to develop a corresponding drug. But before that, I can try to suppress it first. At least I can buy a little more time for Young Master Long."
He said that Chen Shu had taken three bottles of medicine from the medicine box and handed them to Long Qingjiang: "This bottle of medicine should be of some use to him. One spoonful a day is enough. Don't use more. Each bottle can last for seven days, 21 days. I will come again later."
Long Qingjiang was overjoyed and bowed to Chen Shu to the end: "Thank you, Mr.!"