After being reborn, the alluring concubine who became the prince

Chapter 12 Seeing a doctor for Mu Wen, terminally ill
Nanny Chen's expression was changing, she was making choices, and finally looked at Nie Fuyang and said, "I'll give you a chance, if it's cured, you will naturally have your glory, wealth, and great future. Get ready to die."

Nie Fuyang smiled and nodded, his eyes were full of calculations.

She really doesn't understand medical theory, but she understands it with courtesy. If she really can't be cured, she can take advantage of Mu Er Shao's power to seek some protection for herself, so that her escape will be smooth.

At nightfall, Nanny Chen brought Nie Fuyang, who had changed into another outfit, to one of the bustling and golden-floured courtyards in the Hou Mansion.

Muwen's yard, Wenhuayuan.

Nie Fuyang changed into a white and blue doctor's uniform prepared by Nanny Chen herself, holding a medicine box in her hand, at first glance she was indeed a pharmacist.

"When you see Second Young Master Mu later, don't talk too much, behave yourself, and the most important thing is not to stare at Second Young Master Mu's face." The last sentence, Nanny Chen warned with a slightly stronger tone.

Nie Fuyang lowered his head, and followed Nanny Chen to listen to her words.

The servants around naturally recognized Nanny Chen, and they didn't stop them when they saw it.

It was just that when he entered the inner courtyard, he was stopped by the guards.

"Mother Chen, who is she?" The guard looked at Nie Fuyang warily.

Nanny Chen immediately explained: "This is the pharmacist I found for the second young master, there is no problem, I have already checked."

The guard glanced at Nie Fuyang a few times, she lowered her head and couldn't see her face clearly.

Nanny Chen would often find some pharmacists for Mu Ershao, this is no surprise, the guards did not find anything suspicious about Nie Fuyang and let him go.

Nanny Chen led Nie Fuyang all the way inside.

Nie Fuyang asked Suili to write down the section of road that he had just passed.

In the end, she followed Nanny Chen to Er Shao's study, and the two of them knelt on the ground.

"I met Second Young Master Mu."

Mu Wen was sitting beside the tea table, covered in white clothes filled with blood, playing with a black chess piece of unknown material with his fingertips.

His brows were cold, and he looked down slightly at Nanny Chen and the girl beside her: "Is there something important to come here so late?"

Chen Nanny respectfully said: "Second Young Master, this servant is worried about your illness, so I specially invited a pharmacist to treat you, and Second Young Master please agree."

Nie Fuyang knelt on the ground, staring at the clean and spotless ground, slightly startled, Mu Wen has a cleanliness habit.

The woman next to Muwen looked at Nie Fuyang upon hearing this, and raised her brows slightly.

Li Mei said coldly and noblely: "Mrs. Chen, this is not the first time you have sought a pharmacist against Er Shao's wishes. Er Shao respects you so he never refused, but which time it worked."

Nanny Chen's face turned cold.

"Second Young Master, as long as there is hope, slaves and servants will try, and there will always be someone who can cure Second Young Master's illness." She insisted in her tone, and all her words were for Mu Wen.

Li Mei wanted to say something, but Mu Wen directly raised his hand to stop her: "What strength is she?"

This time without Mother Chen's words, Nie Fuyang took the initiative to speak: "Second Young Master, the slave servant's medical skills are all passed down through the family, and have not passed any pharmacist-level assessment, but Second Young Master can rest assured that this slave servant is definitely not a liar and quack doctor."

"If you say it's not, then it's not. Our Second Young Master is something you can treat casually." Li Mei immediately became dissatisfied when she heard her words.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this girl was just a servant of the Hou Mansion, and the mark of slavery on her body was shining brightly.

Mu Wen's expression didn't change, his eyes fell on Nie Fuyang: "Then you can try."

This remark made Li Mei indignant, but she didn't dare to say anything beyond that.

Nie Fuyang came to Mu Wen with the medicine box, knelt down in front of him, and said without looking up, "Second Young Master, stretch out your hand."

Mu Wen paused slightly with the hand holding the chess piece, then put down the chess piece, and put his wrist flat in front of her.

Slightly exposed white and bright wrists, well-defined joints, well-proportioned fingers, smooth and powerful lines, the boy's hands are a bit too good-looking.

Nie Fuyang focused slightly, she had a serious habit of manipulating hands, after restraining her thoughts, she stretched out her fingertips to reveal a strand of ice, which quickly wrapped around his wrist.

Muwen raised his eyes slightly, as if he was checking the pulse with a thread, but it didn't look like it.

Suili's power followed the ice thread into Muwen's body, and Nie Fuyang withdrew his hand after a few seconds.

Muwen's body was cold, but he also felt the cold air on his wrist.

He withdrew his hand, hid it in his sleeve, and looked at her with cool eyes.

Nie Fuyang frowned at this time, his face was a little uncomfortable.

The result given with the gift was: he was not sick.

Nie Fuyang was skeptical at first, but Suili was very persistent, and what she said was well-founded, even though she didn't understand.

If Mu Wen is not sick, then what is all this doing, pretending to be sick?

What should she say, if he is sick and can be cured, Muwen must doubt himself.

Said he was not sick, Mu Wen could kill her immediately.

"Why, my illness is difficult to cure?" Muwen's beautiful facial features were condensed with chills, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face.

But Nie Fuyang felt the killing intent.

Nie Fuyang lowered his head to restrain his mind, and calmly said: "I still need to confirm it, it seems hard to say at the moment."

Those words made everyone present frown.

So is it curable or not.

Mu Wen looked at her with cool eyes: "Then tell me what disease I have?"

Nie Fuyang said solemnly: "Terminally ill."

"Er Shao's body has been weak for a long time, and the internal organs are weakening and exhausting over time. The body is sick and sick for a long time, and there is still a force in Er Shao's body that prevents your own recovery. Therefore, after so many years No amount of treatment will help."

She talked eloquently, with reasons and evidence, and she looked like a genius doctor.

But Muwen knew that only one sentence out of ten she said was true, and there was indeed an unknown force in his body that was always tormenting him.

He is not sick.

The corners of Muwen's mouth rose slightly, thinking a little more about the girl's intentions: "So what do you think should be treated?"

Nanny Chen was slightly surprised, this was the first time that the Second Young Master took the initiative to ask for medical treatment.

Nie Fuyang controlled the expression on his face and didn't show anything unusual. Muwen decided to give her a chance.

"The treatment method still needs to be further researched. Er Shao will give me three days, and I will definitely give Er Shao an accurate treatment plan."

As one of the four masters around Muwen, Li Mei naturally knew some inside information. Hearing her words, Li Mei felt a little less contemptuous in her eyes.

Mu Wen looked at her with lowered eyes, the girl never raised her head from the beginning to the end, but the unique temperament around her made him close his eyes.

"Okay, I'll give you three days. My rule is to give you a chance. If you fail to grasp it, you will die." His voice was as cold as ice, as if it came from an abyss of ice, extremely cold.

Nie Fuyang bowed, with a solemn tone: "Your servant understands."

No matter what secrets Mu Wen is hiding in his heart, or what he is planning, Nie Fuyang is not interested.

She wanted to leave the Hou Mansion within a month, so the best choice was to take advantage of Muwen's influence, pretend to cater to her, and find a chance to escape.

(End of this chapter)