"Then hurry up, I have to go home. Otherwise, my mother will find out and it's time to interrogate me again." Yuan Qiu walked back, put down the book, and lay down on the windowsill to look at the stars.

Su Mo's gaze was taken back from Yuan Qiu, and he picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth. The taste was crispy and fragrant, just right, and it was the finishing touch of this bowl of noodles.

The familiar taste, but maybe because Su Mo didn’t even eat lunch or dinner, he thought the noodles tonight were particularly delicious. He also thought of the longevity noodles mentioned by Afu, but although Yuan Qiu wished him a happy birthday, he did not say it was the longevity noodles, but just thought it was the agreed midnight snack.

Su Mo thought about whether there were any or not. It was obviously his favorite delicacy, but the noodles were eaten slowly, one by one, and chewed slowly.

After Yuan Qiu found the Big Dipper, he withdrew his gaze and turned around to find a bowl of noodles, Su Mo only ate a little.

"Not delicious? Don't want to eat it? Why don't you tell me what's wrong first?" Yuan Qiu sat down not far away.

"No, I... had a toothache." Su Mo subconsciously said a crappy excuse.

As a doctor who has learned a lot of theoretical knowledge and is eager to practice, Yuan Qiu immediately believed it, "What kind of pain? Is it because of anger? Do I want me to give you some medicine?"

Su Mo paused with the chopsticks, shook his head slightly, "No need, it's okay."

"Toothache is not a disease, it will cause death if it hurts." Yuan Qiu looked serious, "You don't have to be polite to me in this kind of thing, nor is it considered a violation of our family rules. I just treat you as an ordinary patient, nothing else."

Sumo:...

Seeing that Su Mo didn't speak and just ate noodles silently, the speed was still very slow, Yuan Qiu could only stop asking Su Mo for consultation. Thinking that Duan Rong opened a clinic for her, he just waited for the famous doctors invited to come to the capital and opened it. It should be so fast.

"Where has Afu been?" Yuan Qiu asked.

"Let's sleep." Su Mo said.

Yuan Qiu looked at Su Mo's speed of eating noodles and asked again, "Why don't you talk about it first and he will eat slowly when she leaves."

Because if Yuan Qiu failed to go back at Hongling's estimated time, Hongling was afraid that something would happen to her, she would definitely report to Rong Lan, and Rong Lan would be killed by then.

"Don't worry." Su Mo was thinking about what he should say to Yuan Qiu after he finished eating the noodles so that he would not make Yuan Qiu suspect that it was an excuse he had deliberately made?

Yuan Qiu was waiting, but it didn't matter. Because she even made midnight snacks for Su Mo and sat in Cangsongju for so long, Hongling had almost reported to Rong Lan...

Even if Su Mo talks about it now, Yuan Qiu will wait until Rong Lan comes over before going back, because she is afraid that she will miss it with Rong Lan halfway, which will be even more troublesome.

Su Mo was still eating noodles, Yuan Qiu glanced at the bookshelf behind him and asked, "Can I read the books here?"

Su Mo nodded, Yuan Qiu got up and walked over.

Su Mo's books are very complicated. Yuan Qiu reads the first row of geography. She picked it up and read it twice. She was quite interested, but she thought that she had no time to read these recently and planned to borrow it when she was free. Su Mo would not be so stingy.

Looking at another row, I picked up one, and the blue feathers on the cover made Yuan Qiu slightly stunned, "Su Tianxian, are you reading Mr. Lanyu's books too?"

Su Mo said "um" and Yuan Qiuyu smiled, "Actually, this book is not suitable for you, it is written too sad. You have already seen through the world, and reading these will cause depression. But from another perspective, if you look at the miserable life of the people in the book, do you feel that you are actually okay?"

Su Mo's mouth twitched slightly, and Yuan Qiu turned his back to him and didn't see it.

The others are the scripts of strange and supernatural words that gave Yuan Qiu a new understanding of Su Mo. This person's hobbies are quite strange and should be idle. He actually collected so many ghost stories to read.

Yuan Qiu browsed the books on Su Mo's bookshelf, and Su Mo finally finished the noodles.

"Okay, now we can say, what's the matter?" Yuan Qiu asked Su Mo.

Su Mo looked at Yuan Qiu with a faint expression, "The figs are ripe."

Yuan Qiu:...

"Su Tianxian, are you serious?" Yuan Qiu was simply drunk. "Just for figs, I asked me to wait here for half an hour? If I don't go back in the middle of the night, my mother would probably think I was kidnapped!"

"Go and have a look. I want to eat, but I don't know how to eat, so I can only ask you." Su Mo said and stood up.

When they went to Prime Minister Meng’s mansion to have a full moon wine, Su Mo found an unprecedented fruit tree in the back garden of Meng’s mansion, so he pulled it back.

Yuan Qiu said that it was a fig tree, and he explained to Su Mo that there were actually flowers, but they were different from ordinary flowers.

During the day, Afu said that there were two fruits that looked like they were ripe. Su Mo didn't care at that time, and suddenly remembered them.

Yuan Qiu silently took her book and followed Su Mo out of Cangsongju.

The galaxy is bright, the night breeze is cool, and the flowers and fruits are fragrant.

Su Mo held a lantern in his hand and stopped to wait for Yuan Qiu to come to him before continuing to move forward.

The two of them quietly passed through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

"Thank you for taking me to practice light skills yesterday," said Yuan Qiu.

"Well, you are too stupid, I can't stand it." Su Mo's voice seemed to have a smile.

Yuan Qiu:...She should have taken the book and left immediately, really!

The fig tree was on the edge of the fruit forest by the lake. Su Mo illuminated it with a lantern. Yuan Qiu looked at it, threw down her book, picked two ripe figs, and went to the lake to clean it.

"For you, you can eat it after peeling it." Yuan Qiu handed it to Su Mo.

"You eat one first and I'll take a look." Sumo said.

Yuan Qiu wanted to roll his eyes, "No poison, Su Tianxian, you are so inexplicable."

But Yuan Qiu still peeled the soft skin on the outside of the figs and ate the first one by himself. The taste was very good, sweet and soft.

Then Yuan Qiu peeled off the skin of the second fig in half and handed it to Su Mo, "Are you okay?"

Su Mo lowered his head, took Yuan Qiu's hand and nodded slightly, "Not bad."

Yuan Qiu was speechless, "You can hold it yourself."

"I didn't wash my hands." Su Mo shook his head.

Yuan Qiu was speechless, silently peeled off all the skin and held it to feed Su Mo.

"Okay?" Yuan Qiu wiped his hands with a veil.

"Thank you." Su Mo nodded, "Actually, what I want to say is another thing, I'll let..."

Yuan Qiu hummed lightly, "I don't want to listen, I'll leave."

As soon as he turned around, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from behind him. Yuan Qiu turned around and saw a lantern falling to the ground. The candle inside burned to the shell and the fire lit up.

Su Mo fell to the ground with his eyes closed, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, motionless.

Seeing that the fire of the lantern was about to burn Su Mo's clothes, Yuan Qiu kicked him into the lake.

"Su Mo!" Yuan Qiu shouted, and Su Mo did not respond at all.

This made Yuan Qiu suddenly remembered the beautiful young master Mo who was floating in the cold pond on Hanxiang Island in Haoyue City. The feeling of taking his pulse was very similar.

Yuan Qiu suspected that Su Mo was poisoned, but she only had a simple understanding of poisoning techniques and did not know how to solve them. I think Su Mo had such great ability, if it were easy to solve them, he would have been fine. Even Yuan Qiu suspected that this poison would probably cost Su Mo's life, and he might not have much time left.

Yuan Qiu had no choice but to pick Su Mo up from the ground, pass through the bamboo forest, and rush back to Cangsongju.

Putting him on the bed, Yuan Qiu called Ah Fu, but no one responded.

It seems that Ah Fu is probably not at home. Su Mo said at that time that Ah Fu was sleeping just casually.

Yuan Qiu had no other way, so he could only apply a needle to bleed Su Mo like he did last time, but her golden needle was taken in Guanlan Academy and then returned. Su Mo might be gone.

So Yuan Qiu decisively carried Su Mo on his back, rushed out of Cangsongju, and headed towards Guanlan Courtyard.

Bai Zhi and the other three went to bed. When they heard the movement, they asked, "Miss?"

"It's me, you guys go to bed!" Yuan Qiu finished speaking, and carried Su Mo into her room, put the person flat on the bed, took a golden needle, and quickly stripped Su Mo's clothes from her upper body.

After receiving the report from Hongling, Rong Lan, who immediately rushed from the Mu family, happened to enter the door and saw her baby daughter standing by the bed, swaying her hand and throwing Su Mo's clothes behind her, leaning over to lie on Su Mo's body...

"Qiu'er!" Rong Lan's face turned dark.

Yuan Qiu's hand shook, and the first golden needle was thrust, scared into cold sweat, leaving a shallow blood mark on Su Mo's face.

"Mom goes out first, I'm not going to sleep, he just wants to save him, he fainted!" Yuan Qiu said quickly, took a deep breath, and continued to apply the needle.

Rong Lan frowned, turned around and went out again, and stood outside the door, wanting to say something, but was afraid of disturbing Yuanqiu, so she just waited quietly.

Hongling looked uneasy. She didn't know what happened between Yuan Qiu and Su Mo after so long they had returned. Why did Su Mo lie on Yuan Qiu's bed? It didn't look great no matter how you look...

"Qiu'er, do you want to invite your master over?" Rong Lan asked suddenly. If Su Mo's illness was very troublesome, Yuan Qiu might not be able to deal with it.

Although Rong Lan hoped Su Mo and Yuan Qiu would separate soon, she never thought of letting Su Mo die.

"good."

Hearing Yuan Qiu's answer, Rong Lan asked Hongling to stay and watch her. She left and went to Liu Zhong's residence to find Liu Zhong.

Yuan Qiu made a mistake the first time, and this time I really felt that I couldn't handle it, mainly because Su Mo's physical condition was too poor.

It was completely impossible to see on the surface, because his face was white and blood-colored all year round, and everyone was used to it.

Fine beads of sweat emerged from Yuan Qiu's forehead. She held her breath and continued to apply needles, but she saw Su Mo's face getting worse and worse.

After a while, Yuan Qiu heard the rapid footsteps outside the door, and breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Rong Lan helping Liu Zhong in.

Yuan Qiu harvested the last golden needle and moved out of position, "Master, look at what's going on with him?"

Liu Zhong had a messy hair, and he tied a button of his clothes. He went to the bed and grabbed Su Mo's hand to take his pulse. His face suddenly became dark.

Yuan Qiu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Then he saw Liu Zhong shook his head with an ugly expression.

Generally speaking, when a doctor faces a patient, this reaction is that it is beyond help.

"His body has been traumatized into the marrow and has eroded the five internal organs. There is no medicine and stone treatment, and it is not too long." Liu Zhong put down Su Mo's hand and sighed deeply.

Yuan Qiu’s previous speculation was confirmed, but his heart still sank! The person who was sitting in front of her for a late-night snack and chatting not long ago fell down and was almost dead...
To be continued...