Cang Pojun hugged the man and quickly summoned the waiter, "Come quickly and carry the sect master back to the dormitory!"
Huang Yueli was held by Cang Pohun who rushed in, and her eyes were still turning black.
After hearing Cang Pojun's words, she immediately turned around and said, "Go and call the doctor! I'll follow you and take a look!"
As she said this, she wanted to follow the waiter to the bedroom, but she underestimated the extent of her weakness. As soon as she got up, her feet gave way and she almost fell.
"Master Huang, be careful! If you are injured, the sect master will only feel more uncomfortable! You should go and rest for a while. The sect master is here to watch, and there will be no problem."
Cang Pohun hurriedly tried to support her again, but Huang Yueli pushed him away.
"No, I'm not worried..."
Huang Yueli took a deep breath, barely suppressed her dizziness, and ran towards the bedroom.
The three guardians, as well as Luo Jiyun and others who came after hearing the news, hurriedly followed.
The doctor from Cangxuan Sword Sect was quickly summoned and immediately sat down in front of the bed to diagnose Li Moying's pulse.
This white-haired Shangguan doctor is over 300 years old this year. He is one of the few eighth-level doctors in Tianling Continent. He has seen countless cases. Not even Liu Buyan has done so. Such rich medical experience.
However, at this time, Dr. Shangguan had a solemn expression. He placed one hand on Li Moying's right wrist and gently twirled his beard with the other hand. He pondered and did not speak for a long time.
Huang Yueli didn't dare to disturb him, so she could only retreat a little, stood next to Cang Pohun, and asked in a low voice: "What is going on? What happened in the back hall just now? Why did Mo Ying do this? Sudden illness?"
Cang Pohun glanced at her worriedly, but hesitated to speak.
"This... the sect leader just said... said..."
Huang Yueli saw his face and immediately understood, "What? He didn't let you tell me, right?"
"Uh...Master Huang Mingjian...subordinate..." Cang Pohun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Huang Yueli said: "I know even if you don't tell me, did Mo Ying deliberately let himself get sick in order to frighten the troublesome elders, so that he could burst out with enough strength to kill those guys instantly? But, in the end, he How was it done?"
There was even more cold sweat on Cang Pohun's forehead.
Huang Yueli glanced at him and muttered: "By the way... it should be that elixir, right? The elixir that Liu Buyan left behind to improve his cultivation! Is it because he can't take this elixir, or he will get sick if he eats it? ? Damn it! I didn’t think of this, and I even came up with such a deceptive plan to make him take some kind of pill! His illness this time was all caused by me... "
Huang Yueli's face turned pale when she thought of this.
Recently, Li Moying's Soul Leaving Syndrome seems to be under control a little, and he has not been seen having attacks except on full-moon nights. Moreover, attacks on full moon nights can also be controlled in a short time.
Therefore, Huang Yueli often ignores this point.
Because when Li Moying was not sick, he looked so strong and so powerful that it was hard to imagine that he would be so fragile when he was sick...
Huang Yueli was annoyed and ashamed of her carelessness.
She should have known that Li Moying's body was different from that of ordinary warriors and could not withstand the abuse.
(End of chapter)