This sentence made Mu Yanjun unable to refute.
Mu Yanjun didn't have so much time to spend on the strange habit of this genius doctor, and he planned to tie people directly.
Xiaotong seemed to know what he was thinking, "My husband is not here, he went into the mountains to find medicine."
Hide on purpose.
Mu Yanjun suddenly looked at Xiaotong, his eyes were sharp like a knife, "So, did your husband say that I need to pay for him to come out for treatment?"
Xiaotong hesitated for a while, then suddenly took a few steps back and pointed to the snow, "You kneel, my husband said that you have killed too many people, and your heart is already broken. He doesn't believe that you would really be willing to do it for others. Sacrifice yourself. If your knees are still bent, he is willing to come out with good intentions."
Let Mu Yanjun kneel, even the current little emperor dare not.
Mu Yanjun also swore that when he climbed to this position, no one would kneel.
He knows the taste of humiliation too well, so in the years to come, even if his knees are broken, he will not kneel on anyone.
Seeing that he was unwilling, Xiaotong also knew that it was difficult for a strong man. Who knew Mu Yanjun's current status, and who would dare to make him kneel with such a person.
His husband also said that Mu Yanjun, whose heart is so cold, will definitely not kneel.
Mu Yanjun suddenly asked, "Does that guy think he can hide for the rest of his life?"
Xiaotong smiled bitterly, "My husband doesn't want to heal people, so what if you find him?"
This is the truth.
Mu Yanjun snorted coldly, "If he's a quack doctor, I'll peel him off for cramps."
Before Xiaotong could respond to the meaning of this sentence, he saw that Mu Yanjun had voluntarily backed away several steps, chose a relatively clean snow field, lifted his hem, and knelt down suddenly.
The guards who followed behind all knelt down together.
The little boy froze for a while.
Mu Yanjun didn't even hesitate, didn't struggle, his expression was extremely cold, and he just knelt up straight.
Xiaotong couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect that you could do this for a woman."
Mu Yanjun lifted his eyelids, and suddenly laughed coldly, "You better start praying, your husband can save her, or I will rip out his ancestral grave and throw ashes."
His kneeling is one day.
The snow on Dongshan is thick, and it coincides with the cold snow at the end of winter, and the goose feather snow falls one after another.
Mu Yanjun knelt in the snow, coldness seeping into his bones, hissing.
He hates cold the most.
Because that would take him back to that humiliating past.
But thinking of Bai Weiwei, it seems that kneeling like this is not difficult.
The eccentric genius doctor finally appeared.
When Mu Yanjun saw him, there was a white-haired old man. If he had not had to rely on his medical skills, he would have directly cut him off with a knife.
The lousy old man gave him a bottle of medicine, "You can feed her as soon as you can. According to your description, she is probably exhausted. I think she may not be able to endure the delay these days. ."
Mu Yanjun stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and said sadly, "You have to come with me."
Bad old man: "I can't go, I'm too old to live long, you can bear it in such a hurry day and night, I guess I'll be boiled to death by you within two days."
The speed at which Mu Yanjun hurried on the road was fatal.
Except for the elite guards he brought, who could survive with him
When Mu Yanjun heard it, yes, carrying such a fuel bottle would also slow him down.
Anyway, the medicine was already in hand, so he didn't have time to worry about anything, so he hurried back immediately.