After the golden eagle caught the secret book, he didn't fly back to Ji's house immediately, but went to the palace. Looking at the secret book in his hand and listening to the golden eagle's shrill cry, Ji Mingxiu knew that something happened to Qiao Wei, so he immediately followed the golden eagle on site.
Qiao Wei had already been sent to a medical center by a kind passer-by. Coincidentally, there was a Ganoderma lucidum hall nearby.
The shopkeeper of the Ganoderma lucidum hall recognized his young master, without a word, he carried him to the best wing room, and called the oldest and most skilled doctor to treat the young master's injuries.
When Ji Mingxiu arrived at the Ganoderma Lucidum Hall, a gray-haired doctor had just taken Qiao Wei's pulse and was sitting beside him writing a prescription.
Ji Mingxiu saw Qiao Wei who was unconscious at a glance. Qiao Wei's blood-stained clothes had been replaced by the maid, but her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, which made Ji Mingxiu feel cold.
"Uncle." The doctor recognized Ji Mingxiu, got up and bowed.
Ji Mingxiu walked over coldly, sat down beside her, touched her face with his fingertips, and said with restraint, "How is she doing?"
The doctor sighed: "To tell you the truth, my aunt, I was a medicine boy at the age of ten, went out to see my doctor at the age of seventeen, and left the teacher at the age of twenty-five. I have seen many difficult and miscellaneous diseases over the years, but I have never seen such a young master." , She has no skin trauma, but she vomited blood, it should be an internal injury, but I felt her pulse, but nothing came out."
No one saw how Qiao Wei was injured, only that the girl suddenly threw out the secret book in her hand, and then her body froze, as if it was fixed by something, and then it became like this.
It was also rumored that she was bewitched by an evil spirit, and others said that she was plotted against by some master.
Ji Mingxiu's big and generous palm gently landed on her forehead. The person who was bouncing around you one second, fell down the next second. If I had known this, the sentence "I'm not angry anymore, We're fine." How hard is it to say
With the temperament of the Golden Eagle Protector, he will not easily leave Qiao Wei unless Qiao Wei orders it to leave.
It could have blocked the blow for her, but she let it take the secret.
Do you want to die for the secret
Ji Mingxiu pinched the secret book tightly, his knuckles were faintly white because of the force.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and threw the secret book into the brazier!
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
As soon as Yan Feijue crossed the threshold, he saw this scene, swooped down, snatched back the secret book, threw away the sparks on the corners, wiped it with his sleeve, and said, "You are crazy! It's back! You just throw it away?!"
Ji Mingxiu clenched his fists and said in a trembling voice, "If it wasn't for this thing, nothing would happen to her."
Yan Fei shook the secret book in his hand: "That's not its fault! You vent your anger on it! Is it wronged?!"
The golden eagle on the windowsill yelled twice in agreement.
Yan Feijue has followed Ji Mingxiu for many years, knows his character well, and knows that he is the most rational person, and he has never been so flustered in life and death, and it is because of this girl that he lost his mind.
Sighing, Yan Feijue said in a low voice: "Don't worry too much, I have already notified Ji Wushuang, he will be here soon."
Ji Wushuang is not an ordinary doctor, maybe he can find a way.
Ji Wushuang arrived very quickly. He had been living in the capital all these days, and rushed over from the Shaxue League as soon as he received the news.
He took sister Qiao's pulse and checked her injuries. Like the doctor in Lingzhitang, he didn't make a diagnosis.
"What's the matter, old chicken? Say something!" Yan Feijue urged.
Ji Wushuang frowned solemnly, opened Qiao Wei's eyelids, looked at her pupils, and pinched her wrist again: "Weird, really weird!"
Yan Fei hurriedly said: "What's wrong? You said it!"
Ji Wushuang didn't rush to answer his words, but asked, "Did she bleed just now?"
"Hey, look for yourself!" Yan Feijue pointed to the bloody clothes in the basin beside him.
Ji Mingxiu's eyes tightened!
Ji Wushuang frowned even tighter: "There is so much blood, the injury should be serious, but I can't see anything wrong with her pulse."
This rhetoric is exactly the same as that of the doctor of Ganoderma Lucidum Hall. If the two people did not know each other, Yan Feijue almost thought that the two had colluded.
"Is there nothing you can do?" Yan Fei asked.
Ji Wushuang said apologetically: "It's really weird, please forgive me for being powerless, young master."
Ji Mingxiu hugged Qiao Wei's body that was gradually losing temperature, his eyes turned into a sea of ice.
Yan Feijue scratched his head: "This, this... what should I do? If you can't even do it, who else can do it? Could it be... Mr. Qiao has to come to save her? But where did Mr. Qiao go..."
Ji Wushuang shook his head: "Master Qiao may not be able to do anything about it, she is not an ordinary injury."
It's just that he couldn't answer what the disease was.
Ji Mingxiu wrapped Qiao Wei in a thin blanket, picked her up carefully, and walked out the door without saying a word.
Yan Feijue and Ji Wushuang were taken aback, and asked in unison, "Where are you going?"
Ji Mingxiu said: "There is someone who may be able to cure her."
The two didn't understand who he was talking about at first, but after searching in their minds, Yue Mo guessed who it was.
Yan Feijue sighed with his hands on his hips: "Oh, the young master went to find that guy, isn't it the same as courting death?"
Ji Wushuang frowned helplessly: "Let's go."
A group of people got into the carriage, Yan Feijue and Ji Wushuang sat on the outer seat, and no one said a word along the way, obviously not optimistic about the young master's self-inflicted humiliation. He won't host anything for the young master, if the young master openly begs to come to the door, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit to eat.
The carriage stopped outside the brothel.
The old bustard greeted her with a smile: "Hey, it's sunny and bright, which master is so leisurely and elegant?"
Yan Fei pushed her aside impatiently: "Go, go!"
The old bustard was pushed back a few steps, glared at Yan Feijue resentfully, and his gaze fell on Ji Wushuang. Compared with the fierce Yan Feijue, Ji Wushuang in Tsing Yi looked much more refined.
The bustard smiled again, and was about to strike up a conversation with Ji Wushuang, but Ji Wushuang jumped out of the carriage and opened the curtain.
A man in a heavy purple official robe came out slowly with a woman in his arms. The woman's face was buried in the man's arms and was well protected by the man. The man's skin was like jade, and he wore a half-faced jade mask Mask, a pair of cold eyes as deep as moors, with just one glance, the bustard caught him on the spot.
Except for the master behind her, she has never seen such a frightening figure.
Like the emperor, also like Hades.
She just looked at it like this, and her calves were weak.
The old bustard has been in the capital for so many years, so she should have some good eyesight. The laws of this dynasty are strict, and officials are forbidden to go whoring. Of course, it is impossible for officials not to go whoring, but they all come here in a low-key manner. , who came in official uniform
Wearing an official uniform and going to the brothel, you are either here to make trouble or to make trouble.
Thinking of this, the bustard's calves became softer.
In this dynasty, the official uniforms of ninth-rank officials are cyan, eighth-rank is dark blue, seventh-rank is light green, sixth-rank is dark green, fifth-rank is light scarlet, fourth-rank is deep scarlet, and officials of third-rank and above are eligible to wear Purple.
How else can I say that it is so red and purple!
As for the one dressed in heavy purple, there is only one extremely human minister in the whole girder - the current prime minister.
The prime minister personally came to mess with her? She's not so unlucky, is she
No, how could you bring a comatose girl into the mess
Just when the old bustard was puzzled, Yan Fei said impatiently: "Let it go!"
"...Yes." The old bustard moved away tremblingly, and after that, nothing happened to her strangely!
In the early years, Yan Feijue thought that guy was disobedient, so he came here a few times with great fanfare, but was dealt with badly by that guy, and later changed to come quietly, but he was also picked out by that guy, in short, he was not there The other party has obtained any advantage, and the only gain is that he has passed (been) come (beaten) a lot, and he has figured out the path.
Yan Feijue led a group of people through the tunnel of the brothel to another attic.
Although there is no plaque hanging on the attic here, everyone on the road knows its name, Zuisheng Pavilion.
Zuisheng Pavilion does not do business during the day, and the lobby is deserted, not even a doorman.
"I'm not afraid that someone will steal his things!" Yan Fei didn't bother to snort, and raised his hand to run along a small golden lamp on the table. Unexpectedly, before it was stuffed into his sleeve, the golden lamp suddenly exploded, and countless tiny silver needles spontaneously exploded. The lamp exploded.
Yan Feijue was so frightened that his heart jumped out of his throat!
If it wasn't for him being a hidden weapon player, he would have been shot into a sieve right now.
Ji Wushuang hated iron for being weak and said: "After so much thanks, don't you know that his things can't be moved?"