The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife

After packing everything, Mo Youyou came outside the Regent's Palace, looked at the two horses at the door, frowned, looked back at Jing Muhan and asked, "Shall we ride out?"

Jing Muhan responded: "Yes."

Chu Cheng got on the horse first and waited for Mo Youyou and Jing Muhan. Mo Youyou frowned and looked at Jing Muhan, pointed to the remaining horse and asked, "How do we divide the horse? Or do you think it's more appropriate for me to run with the horse?"

Jing Muhan didn't answer, he jumped on the horse and handed his slender hand to Mo Youyou, "Come up!"

Mo Youyou stared at Jing Muhan with wide eyes, "You and I ride on the same horse?"

"kindness."

Is the Prince Regent's Palace so short of money? Can’t even afford a horse?

Looking at Jing Muhan suspiciously, Jing Muhan's eyes flickered and reminded Mo Youyou: "Either get on the horse or follow behind the horse!"

"you!"

This damn man! It was obviously intentional.

Chu Cheng had an expression of gloating on his face, and he was so impressed by his master that he could think of such a method. Seeing the unwilling look on Mo Youyou's face, Chu Cheng couldn't help but want to laugh, but when he received the cold look in his master's eyes, he immediately restrained his temper and rode away on horseback.

Mo Youyou thought that going out this time was just a sightseeing trip. Unexpectedly, she drove all night and when she got there, she realized that everything was so different from what she thought.

The deserted villages are full of refugees, there are countless children begging along the streets, and there are also poor people suffering from chronic diseases, cold and various diseases.

When Mo Youyou saw these people, her heart suddenly became clogged.

In this world, the most pitiful people she had ever seen were those who were begged on the street after being trafficked, but compared to these common people, the situation of those people seemed to be much better.

With her throat tightening, Mo Youyou slowly leaned over and took out her money bag. Before she could open it, a group of people swarmed in and snatched Mo Youyou's money bag away.

Jing Muhan clenched his fists, exuding strong murderous intent. Seeing this, Mo Youyou hurriedly stopped, "No!"

Jing Muhan frowned and looked at Mo Youyou, "Huh?"

"Don't hurt them. They just want to live."

Thinking about his own life experience, he was an orphan since he was a child, and he survived like this. He started stealing things when he was four years old. When he was six years old, he learned to steal money from others. Later, he joined a killer organization to earn a living, but the premise was that the money must be paid with other people's lives.

When he came back to his senses, a thin layer of mist covered his clear pupils.

Mo Youyou sniffed slightly and said, "Let them go."

Jing Muhan restrained his aura, slowly loosened his fists, and responded to Mo Youyou's words. Soon, Chu Cheng ran over, "Your Majesty, more than fifty people have died over there."

"Still that kind of disease?"

"yes!"

When Mo Youyou heard Chu Cheng's words, her heart tightened, "What happened to them?"

"I don't know. At first, they had a cough and a headache, and then they developed a high fever. They were all weak, their limbs were numb, and some even had severe swelling and pain in their limbs. The imperial doctors sent there were helpless, so they could only temporarily arrange them in Dongcheng City. Outside the door."

"Take me to see it."

Jing Muhan suddenly grabbed Mo Youyou's hand, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Isn't the purpose why Your Majesty brought me here because I am the ghost doctor's apprentice? It is a doctor's duty to save lives and heal the wounded. There is nothing to be afraid of or not to be afraid of."

Jing Muhan's Adam's apple rolled and he did not stop Mo Youyou. Silently following Mo Youyou towards Dongcheng.

When he arrived at the gate of Dongcheng and saw the people lying on the ground with chapped lips and pale eyes, Mo Youyou remembered the time when he and his companions were trapped in the germ room and depended on each other.

After being stunned for a moment, he walked up to those people and took their pulses.

Jing Muhan saw Mo Youyou's brows knitted together and asked curiously, "How is it?"

"They have a viral cold."

"kindness?"

Mo Youyou almost forgot that this was another world. He sighed softly and replied: "It can still be cured!"

Jing Muhan was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it, "No matter how you treat it, you need whatever you need. I will order someone to get it."

Mo Youyou answered simply: "Honeysuckle, Ephedra, Gypsum, Mianma Guanzhong, Houttuynia Cordata, Patchouli, Rhodiola Rosea, Menthol, Licorice..." While reading the prescription, he checked the health of those people.

Chu Cheng concentrated on remembering the medicinal materials Mo Youyou mentioned. His fiery eyes fell on Mo Youyou. At this moment, Mo Youyou was like a savior. This was the first time Chu Cheng admired someone so much.

The prescription has been told to Chu Cheng, and Mo Youyou reminded Chu Cheng to grab more medicine, boil it and distribute it to everyone.

Walking to a young man, Mo Youyou leaned over and looked at the man. Although he was not very good-looking, he was very attractive and looked like a scholar. Mo Youyou said to the man: "Extend your hand and let me take a look."

The man glanced at Mo Youyou warily, and held out his fair hand. Mo Youyou frowned curiously. Judging from the lines on his hands, his skin was so delicate that he didn't look like someone who had done rough work. And with his appearance, , delicate and good-looking, and his temperament is not like that of ordinary people. He looked at the man curiously. Jing Muhan's eyes flashed with jealousy, and he pulled Mo Youyou away and said, "Tell me how to check, and I will come."

Mo Youyou frowned, are you sick? Anyone can treat people? Why did this man suddenly become so unreasonable?

He said coldly to Jing Muhan, "This is a patient, not a test subject!"

"This king knows."

"Now that you know, get out of the way and I want to check him!"

"Men and women are not allowed to kiss each other!"

Mo Youyou was speechless, "Why couldn't you remember this sentence when I was examining you? There is no distinction between men and women in front of the doctor."

"no!"

In the end, Mo Youyou was defeated by Jing Muhan. She stood aside and taught Jing Muhan how to conduct consultations with a displeased look on her face. Unexpectedly, Jing Muhan actually learned the skills well. Mo Youyou even felt that this damn man was inappropriate. The doctor really regretted his talent.

After checking the man's body, Jing Muhan said calmly: "It's nothing serious, he suffered internal injuries."

After hearing Jing Muhan's words, the man looked nervous and shrank back, trying to cover up his current nervous mood.

Mo Youyou knelt down and looked at the man, "Don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we are doctors, here to treat you."

When the man saw Mo Youyou's gentle gaze, his heart gradually opened up, and he soon relaxed, staring at Mo Youyou intently. Jing Muhan stood aside and glared at the man with dissatisfaction.

Soon, the man said, "Thank you, girl."

"May I have your name?"

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Mu Ziqiao!"

Hearing Mu Ziqiao's words, Jing Muhan's eyes lit up instantly, Mu Ziqiao? The third young master of Mu Mansion in China, Mu Ziqiao? How could he end up like this?