Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Ouyang Feiyu was greeting her, Mu Ziling frowned.

She turned her head and glanced at him calmly, not bothering to take another look.

Ouyang Feiyu was not angry when he was so ruthlessly despised. He picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip, as if he had drunk a sip of the most beautiful wine, which made him feel elated.

Because he came in a hurry, he got up early in the morning and hadn't eaten yet, so Mu Ziling casually picked up the delicate pastry placed in front of him, and ate it with relish.

At this time, the seats on both sides of the high seat were full, but the seat next to Mu Ziling was empty, which made people feel a unique sense of loneliness.

Originally both Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling wanted to sit with her, but she resolutely refused and let them sit at the next table.

Because Mu Ziling felt that sitting alone at a table seemed comfortable and quiet, and the place was so spacious that he could do whatever he wanted.

But because of this, the women on the field looked at her with undisguised cynicism.

It's a pity that from the beginning to the end, Mu Ziling regarded the women who stared at her as invisible, as if she was eating the most beautiful pastry in the world, the more she ate, the more delicious it became.

Li Qingman, who was sitting across from her, had a strong temper, and couldn't bear her complacent appearance the most. The corner of her mouth suddenly curled into a sneer: "Mu Ziling, you are late, what right do you have to sit here and participate in the auction?"

Mu Ziling stopped throwing food in his hand, opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the voice, and asked slowly, "You said, we're late?"

"That's right, you are late." Li Qingman raised the corners of his lips and sneered confidently: "You are half an hour late than the scheduled time. According to the regulations, you are no longer eligible to participate in this auction."

"You said we are not qualified to participate in this auction, so are we not qualified to participate?" Mu Ziling suddenly felt very funny, she sneered and asked: "The auction host hasn't come yet, I want to ask you, are you Which onion?"

Qingling on the side raised his chin and echoed, "That's right, in this prosperous central age, you are nothing, so what qualifications do you have to criticize whether we can participate?"

Being scolded as soon as he came up, Li Qingman was so angry that he wanted to stand up and draw his sword: "You..."

However, before she left her seat, Ding Ziyang who was sitting beside her grabbed her.

Ding Ziyang's expression was uneasy, he said in a low voice: "Okay, now is not the time to mess around, have you forgotten what I told you again?"

Li Qingman gritted her teeth bitterly, feeling unwilling, but she still didn't act impulsively anymore, she snorted coldly at Mu Ziling: "Don't give me too much pride, there are times when you look good!"

The latter didn't even bother to glance at her again, and was still feeding his stomach with relish.

Seeing that Li Qingman was scolded by those two people, Ouyang Wanrou, who suffered from Mu Ziling's foot a few days ago, couldn't hate it even more.

She leaned back, passed Ouyang Feiyu, and was about to speak up for Li Qingman.

But who knew, just as she opened her mouth, before she could say a word, Ouyang Feiyu beside her blocked her mouth with a big apple.

Ouyang Wanrou took down the apple stuffed in her mouth and asked angrily, "Brother, what are you doing? Didn't you see them scolding Sister Li? I want to help Sister Li."

"People say it will make them look good, so don't meddle in your own business." Ouyang Feiyu looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

"But they..." Ouyang Wanrou was still furious.

"Didn't you always say that she is a vixen?" Ouyang Feiyu pointed at Mu Ziling while talking, and then said with a serious smile: "Think about it, that fox is not only cunning, but also has sharp claws." How can you tease it easily, such a little fox can only be dealt with by the vicious big bad wolf."

What is it!

Ouyang Wanrou heard it in a cloud of fog, but she was still indignant: "I'm going to tear her up, vixen!"

Seeing Ouyang Wanrou's willfulness, Ouyang Feiyu suddenly looked serious, and said bluntly: "The auction is about to start, if you want to cause any trouble at this juncture, I will not care about you."

The two brothers and sisters spoke in a moderate voice, just enough for Mu Ziling to hear them.

Listening to Ouyang Feiyu's words, there seemed to be a sense of accusation, but Mu Ziling never responded, on the contrary, she just laughed it off.

...

Seeing that her elder brother said to leave her alone, Ouyang Wanrou suddenly felt aggrieved.

She felt that since coming to Central Prosperity, the elder brother who always loved her the most seemed to be a different person.

In the past, he would directly and indiscriminately teach those who bullied her severely, but now, he would only criticize her, and even say some inexplicable words to perfuse her.

The more Ouyang Wanrou thought about it, the more wronged she became, and she wanted to say something more: "Brother, you are not..."

"Okay!" Ouyang Feiyu gave her a warning look: "I tell you enough is enough!"

Ouyang Wanrou is usually petite and willful, she is used to being spoiled, she is very dependent on Ouyang Feiyu in everything, but she is also most afraid of his anger.

Seeing Ouyang Feiyu's uneasy expression and wrong tone now, she was scared after all.

Therefore, no matter how unhappy or wronged she was, Ouyang Wanrou had to swallow all those negative emotions in her stomach.

However, Mu Ziling will definitely not let it go!

Ouyang Wanrou gritted her teeth secretly, and glared at Mu Ziling on the other side with her sinister eyes, wishing to stare her out of a hole.

Being so poisoned by others, Mu Ziling turned a blind eye. What she wanted to pay attention to was that from the time she appeared to the present, there was always a pair of vicious eyes glued to her.

After eating the pastries, Mu Ziling wiped her mouth gracefully, and then peeled the oranges.

While peeling the orange, she raised her eyes and looked directly opposite.

This glance happened to meet Yu Wenhao's eyes full of flames.

Because the poison of Mu Ziling on his body has not been cured for a long time, he was able to restrain some pain before.

Now the poison has penetrated into the blood, as soon as it flares up, even if it is relieved by Linglong's blood, the bone-burning pain still makes Yu Wenhao feel like he wants to live.

But not long before coming here, he experienced such a torture that he couldn't bear to die.

Until now, the pain of burning bones and blood still lingers in every part of the body.

The culprit who poisoned him was not far away, how could Yu Wenhao turn a blind eye? How can you not hate?

At this moment, Yu Wenhao's poisonous hair has not dissipated, his face is flushed, and his lips are also deep red, like an enraged male lion, bloodthirsty and ferocious.

He stared at the prey on the opposite side, as if he might rush over in the next second, and directly and brutally killed the prey.

And Mu Ziling, who was regarded as a prey, had a calm demeanor, letting Yu Wenhao look at him, and Yiyun looked at him calmly.

In the end, she grinned desperately, revealing two rows of white teeth, and then formed a beautiful smile that was the sunniest and most harmless.

At the same time, a stream of poisonous blood that had been held in Yu Wenhao's chest suddenly spurted out.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood was like a fountain, directly staining a table of delicious food red.

Seeing this, Yue Linglong, who was eating with food, frowned, then turned her head and asked worriedly, "Brother Hao, what's wrong? Why are you vomiting blood again?"

While speaking, she had already taken out a brocade handkerchief, and thoughtfully helped Yu Wenhao wipe away the poisonous blood left on his mouth.

For a while, the other people present were also attracted by Yu Wenhao's spurt of blood.

Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling looked like they were gloating about watching the show.

They all knew that Yu Wenhao was poisoned, but they didn't expect him to vomit blood in such a embarrassment, they almost wanted to applaud.

Ouyang Feiyu looked at Yu Wenhao who was in a state of embarrassment, and then looked at Mu Ziling who had not put away his strange smile.

This girl is getting more and more interesting...

While drinking fine wine, Ouyang Feiyu propped his head in a state of drunkenness, and naturally turned his face to Mu Ziling's direction.

Afterwards, as if he was watching some interesting play, his phoenix eyes flickered and his expression shone brightly.

And compared to the three of them looking forward to the show, there were also people who immediately cared about Yu Wenhao.

Long Xiaoli, who was always flirting with Bai Yixue, lifted her head buried in Bai Yixue's chest, and turned to look at Yu Wenhao.

Seeing the blood stains on the table, Long Xiaoli asked with a puzzled look of condolence: "I said that the Grand Palace Master is fine, what's wrong with you? Why did you spit out such a big mouthful of blood all of a sudden."

Ding Ziyang also seemed to be very concerned: "Brother Yuwen, today's auction is extraordinary, don't force yourself if you feel unwell, I think you should go back and rest."

What Ding Ziyang said obviously seemed to be concerned, but secretly, it was also very straightforward... Naturally, there is one less auctioneer.

However, Yu Wenhao ignored the hypocritical condolences and concerns of the two.

He waved away Yue Linglong's hand wiping the corners of his mouth, raised his head bitterly, and glared fiercely at Mu Ziling who was eating oranges on the opposite side.

Damn that stinky girl, she actually played psychological tactics with him!

It's ridiculous that Yu Wenhao made a fool of himself in front of this stinky girl, even in public.

Staring at Mu Ziling's innocent face smiling like a flower, Yu Wenhao finally couldn't help it, gritted his teeth, and said every word: "Mu, Zi, Ling!"

Mu Ziling blinked innocently, and responded with a smile: "What's your business?"

It's okay if she doesn't smile, but when she smiles, Yu Wenhao's blood seems to be constricted in his chest again, that smile seems to say: You can't understand me, and you can't kill me.

At the same time, Long Xiaoli followed Yu Wenhao's sinister gaze and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just now he was only focused on flirting with the beauty, and he never noticed that Mu Ziling and the others had come.

Long Xiaoli looked at Yu Wenhao who was about to explode at this moment, then looked at Mu Ziling who was opposite, and could not help but scolded: "The third sibling is your fault, it's outrageous! Hurry up and give it to the Grand Master of Longyue Palace!" Apologize, and you know medical skills, let him take a look at it along the way."

His words, which seemed to be beyond reproach, seemed like an elder.

Mu Ziling glanced at Long Xiaoli indifferently, as if looking at an idiot suffering from paranoia.

She is too lazy to talk to such delusional idiots.