In the bedroom.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and the roars that have reached the extreme of pain finally stopped slowly.

Qi Hanshan stood aside, looking at his father who had completely collapsed and coma in the torture just now, his eyes full of pain and self-blame.

This was not the first time he saw his father having an attack, but it never happened that he was so unbearable.

He closed his eyes slightly and opened them again.

But his eyes were already looking at the young doctor who sat quietly in front of the bed and was always so calm.

After a long time, I saw the boy move slightly and slowly withdraw his hand for taking the pulse.

Qi Hanshan hurriedly asked, "Doctor, my father..."

Mo Bai slowly stood up, turned his head to look at him, his eyes were still so clear, and he said softly: "Prepare a basin of salt water to let someone cleanse the old man's body."

"Afu, do as the doctor said immediately." Qi Hanshan did not hesitate and immediately said to the subordinate who was serving at any time. After saying that, he looked at Mo Bai and said, "What else do you need? Just give me the order."

Mo Bai nodded, looked around the room again, then pointed to the closed doors and windows and said, "After washing up later, open all the doors and windows for ventilation."

"Okay... Hum?" Qi Hanshan nodded subconsciously, but then he paused and frowned, "Doctor Bai, Dr. Zhu had previously specifically explained that my father's disease must not be seen by the wind, so he must close the doors and windows."

Mo Bai's expression remained unchanged at all when he heard this, and he just asked softly: "What disease did the old man do?"

Qi Hanshan's lips moved, but he was silent. How did he know what disease this is?

"Since I don't know what the disease is going on, why can't I see the wind?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Mo Bai asked softly.

“…”

Qi Hanshan was speechless, his brows were furrowed tightly, and there was gloom in his eyes that could not be concealed.

But it is obvious that this gloomyness is not directed at Mo Bai.

But Mo Bai's two words undoubtedly clearly revealed a truth to him. If you don't even know what kind of disease it is, can the things you ordered be correct?

Moreover, this reminded him of the fact that his father personally admitted that the external medicine was ineffective. The gloom in his eyes turned into flames. Looking at Mo Bai, he said in a low voice: "Doctor, the door and window have been closed all the time, but will my father's illness become more serious?"

When Mo Bai asked this question, he didn't say anything else, but looked at the servant who was holding salt water on the other side and was about to wash the old man.

His eyes focused on the corners of his eyes, eyebrows and neck, and then looked at him in a deep voice, "I don't know what to call this guy?"

The eldest brother who was delivering water was slightly stunned, then quickly bowed and said nervously: "My...my name is Afu!"

"Doctor Bai, what's wrong? But what's wrong?" Qi Hanshan saw that he suddenly changed the subject, and also looked at Ah Fu and frowned.

Mo Bai shook his head slightly, indicating that it was not hindered, and then asked softly to Qi Hanshan: "Mr. Qi, this young man has been taking care of the master?"

After Qi Hanshan looked at A Fu, who was full of nervousness, he nodded to Mo Bai and said, "That's right!"

Mo Bai nodded, looked at Ah Fu, and asked, "I wonder if you have ever felt uncomfortable when you have been taking care of the old man these days?"

"Uh?" Ah Fu paused slightly, but then shook his head and said, "I didn't feel any discomfort!"

Qi Hanshan looked at Mo Bai again, obviously puzzled what he meant.

Mo Bai's face remained unchanged, and his eyes drooped to his arms and said, "I don't know if I can roll up your sleeves and let me take a look."

"Ah?" Ah Fu was stunned.

"Afu, do what the doctor said!" Qi Hanshan spoke.

"Yes, uncle!" Ah Fu didn't dare to disobey after a moment of time, so he put down the basin and rolled his sleeves high.

Mo Bai did not make any more sound, but Qi Hanshan's eyes suddenly tightened, but saw several red marks on Afu's arm.

You can tell at a glance that this is caused by scratching.

"This is..." Qi Hanshan's eyes tightened in an instant, and he suddenly raised his head and stared at Mo Bai.

Mo Bai knew what he was worried about and shook his head slightly and said, "It's not contagious!"

Qi Hanshan suddenly felt relieved. If it was really contagious, the problem would be so big that he could not imagine.

You should know that Mr. Du has come in to accompany his father...

"You can smell the smell of the fishy smell in this room, which is caused by the invasion of sweat and toxins from the old man's body. If it is not ventilated and dissipated, even ordinary people will be infected by the poisonous gas if they stay in this environment for a long time. This is why this guy feels a little uncomfortable. And the old man is naturally less resistant to the poisonous gas. The internal and external difficulties are actually because his body is useless." Mo Bai continued.

This truth is clearly understood, and Qi Hanshan, who does not understand the pathology, can even understand it. Even Afu on the other side understands it and looks down at the scratches on his arm.

Speaking of this, he didn't care about Qi Hanshan's increasingly angry eyes, but said to Afu: "Brother, before the old man's illness is cured, you should also clean your body with salt water every day, so it won't be itchy."

After saying that, he looked at Qi Hanshan again and said, "Let's go out and talk about the specific situation. Let's ask the guy to clean the old man's body first."

At this point, what Mo Bai said naturally had to be taken seriously.

Qi Hanshan glanced at his father who was still sleeping on the bed, nodded, and after explaining to Afu a few words, he accompanied Mo Bai out.

...

The two walked to the side hall.

Mo Bai saw at first glance, standing quietly in the side hall, looking at their woman, the two close-fitting female guards beside her, and the young knife.

"Mr. Du!" Qi Hanshan took a few steps, came to Mr. Du, and bowed and bowed.

Mo Bai was about to bow and greet him, but suddenly heard the name and was stunned for a moment.

Since he came to this mansion, his face has been exposed for the first time.

Mr. Du?

Even though he had only been to Mingzhu for a few days, he still had to remember this title in his heart.

Leader of the Youth Club, Mr. Du!

"Brother, how about uncle?" Mr. Du returned to her elegant posture. After looking at Mo Bai's slightly surprised attitude, he was not surprised and looked at Qi Hanshan.

"I finally got through this time!" Qi Hanshan's voice became low again and said bitterly. After saying that, he glanced at Mo Bai again and said to Mr. Du: "Mr. Du, Doctor Bai, please sit down and talk!"

Mr. Du nodded and looked at Mo Bai again, but saw that Mo Bai had come to his senses. The astonishment on his face just now had disappeared, and he had regained his plain posture again.

This made a slight fluctuation in Mr. Du's eyes. This young man already knew who he was, and could he calm down so quickly?
Chapter completed!