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Chapter 127 Don’t make a big mistake (17)

Three days?

Mo Ci frowned slightly, but his eyes fell on Pang Sheng. He saw him sit back, pick up the pen beside him and seemed to want to write something, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he didn't write a single word for a long time.

Finally, Pang Sheng threw away the pen in his hand and lay down on the table in a somewhat dejected manner. Seeing this, Mo Ci did not stay long and left quickly.

After returning to the room, Mo Ci began to think about what he had just seen and heard. What was certain was that Pang Sheng was related to the so-called Papilio Valley.

But seeing as he seemed to be poisoned, this connection should not be a good one.

All Mo Ci could think of was that Pang Sheng was under the control of poison and was working for the so-called Fengdie Valley.

I just don't know what this is for.

It seems that he has to find an opportunity to feel Pang Sheng's pulse. If he can find a way to detoxify him, Pang Sheng can also be used by him.

Through Pang Sheng, I can also find out what the so-called Papilio Butterfly Valley is like.

Thinking of this, Mo Ci gradually fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, probably because he had been tortured by the poison yesterday, Mo Ci did not see Pang Sheng for the whole morning.

However, near dusk, Pang Sheng came to see him again. Mo Ci did not go out that day, but wandered around Pang's house.

Of course, he said he was strolling around, but in fact he was observing the servants in the Pang Mansion. Looking closely, he found that these people were all martial artists, even the butler was no exception.

Of course, it is not surprising that they are all martial artists. What is surprising is that these people have the same methods.

This proves that these people all come from the same force. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the so-called Papilio Valley.

This Swallowtail Valley...

Pang Sheng, who knew that Mo Ci was wandering around the Pang Mansion today, had some doubts in his heart, but due to physical reasons, he couldn't think too much about it. He also didn't expect that Mo Ci already knew about the relationship between him and Fengdie Valley.

After he felt a little better, he came to Mo Ci's yard in the evening. When he saw Pang Sheng again, Mo Ci couldn't help but frown.

In just one day, Pang Sheng looked a lot thinner.

"Have you been feeling unwell these days? Why do you seem to have lost a lot of weight?"

Mo Ci simply asked, his eyes falling on Pang Sheng, thinking that this was probably related to the poison, but he didn't know what kind of poison it was. The effect of weight loss was really changing every day.

Pang Sheng met Mo Ci's slightly frowned brow. Because he hadn't got the antidote yet, he had to take a break every time he walked a few steps in the yard. He was silent for a long time, calming his rapid breathing, and then he spoke slowly.

"I haven't been feeling well since the last assassination attempt. I guess it's like the disease comes like a mountain and goes like a thread. I'm sorry to have worried you."

Mo Ci was not surprised at all to hear this answer. After all, no matter how he thought about it, Pang Sheng would not tell him the truth.

In fact, maybe he is still thinking about dragging himself into the water at any time.

Mo Ci shook his head. "I'm not worried. By the way, I saw a method of taking a pulse in this book today. How about I help you take a look?"

When it comes to this, Mo Ci's words are actually quite stiff, but Pang Sheng is thinking in his heart that his investigation showed that Su Chengyun did not understand pharmacology, and Mo Ci had only read some medical books in the past few days, so what skills could he have?

Therefore, he didn't think that Mo Ci could see that something was wrong with his body, so he naturally stretched out his hand in front of Mo Ci without fear.

"Okay, consider it my contribution to your hard work these past few days."

Pang Sheng also said something nice, and it seemed that he really wanted to get closer to Mo Ci. Mo Ci raised the corner of his mouth slightly but did not answer.

He just honestly put on the posture of an old Chinese medicine practitioner, and seemed to have some skills, but Pang Sheng didn't think Mo Ci really could do it.

What Mo Ci wanted was that Pang Sheng didn't believe it. He put his fingers on Pang Sheng's wrist, looked at it carefully for a while, and then withdrew his hand.

"It seems that my ability is not yet good enough. I didn't see anything."

Upon hearing this, Pang Sheng slowly withdrew his hand, "Cheng Yun, don't underestimate yourself. It's only been a few days since you started. If you keep doing this, you might become a famous doctor."

Mo Ci slowly retracted the smile from the corner of his mouth, "I'll lend you my good wishes."

As they talked, the two of them had dinner together again. Pang Sheng was not feeling well, so he left after not staying for long.

Looking at Pang Sheng's departing back, a dark light flashed in Mo Ci's eyes. Pang Sheng was indeed poisoned. He had never seen this poison before, but his detoxification pill should be able to cure it.

The question now is how to deliver the antidote to Pang Sheng and then obtain the information from Pang Sheng...

Unable to think of a solution for the time being, Mo Ci simply gave up thinking about it and went out again the next day. This time, as soon as he saw Yu Yaoxing from a distance, he left, not giving Yu Yaoxing any chance to see him.

In this way, Mo Ci finally had a rare moment of peace and quiet.

Before the third day that Pang Sheng mentioned arrived, Mo Ci simply came to Pang Sheng's study without anyone noticing. He had seen it before and knew that Pang Sheng always walked in and out of the study by himself.

Even the servants were not allowed to enter. If they had any instructions, they had to stand in front of the window and listen to Pang Sheng's orders through a wall.

When Pang Sheng entered his study again, he waved away a few servants and closed the door. Then he saw Mo Ci sitting in his seat.

The two looked at each other, and Mo Ci smiled at Pang Sheng.

"Pang Sheng, shall we talk?"

Pang Sheng looked at Mo Ci in front of him, then thought about the servants outside the door. In the end, he didn't say much. He just took a deep breath and moved closer to Mo Ci.

The smile on his face fell, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Ci, "What do you want to talk about?"

When Mo Ci heard this, he did not answer immediately. Instead, he flipped through some of the things he had just read, and then picked up a piece of paper with the same pattern as the token.

"Papilio Valley."

Pang Sheng's gaze also fell on the piece of paper. When he looked at Mo Ci again, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He never thought that there would be a day when he would be fooled by someone.

He originally thought that Su Chengyun was a poor man like him who was unable to resist on his own, and he wanted to pull him onto his boat to face this unfair life together.

I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, he was just seeing things.

Pang Sheng thought again and realized that almost all the people in his Pang Mansion were from Fengdie Valley, so even his movements in the mansion could not be concealed at all.

But Mo Ci appeared in the study, and the others obviously didn't know. Pang Sheng looked at Mo Ci and thought that he should re-evaluate Mo Ci's abilities.

Pang Sheng had a lot of thoughts in his mind, the most important of which was that Mo Ci knew about his affairs. If he couldn't pull the person onto his boat, he would kill him!

At this time, Mo Ci slowly said, "I can cure the poison in your body."

With just one sentence, Pang Sheng's calculations were instantly replaced by dullness. The poison in his body... could he cure it?

No, "How did you know I was poisoned?"

As he was talking, Pang Sheng suddenly remembered the day when Mo Ci took his pulse. He had thought it was just a joke at the time, but now...

"You know medicine? Are you hiding your abilities?!"

After a series of questions, Mo Ci put the paper back on the table, nodded, and then shook his head. "I know a little bit about it. It's just that you were poisoned, and I happen to be able to cure it."