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Having said this, Mu Mingtang hesitated slightly. She also knew that it was best to invite the little Taoist at this moment. However, if they called the little Taoist, the outsiders would immediately know that the key to detoxification was the little Taoist.

Xie Xuanchen understood Mu Mingtang's concerns at a glance. His face was still pale at the moment, but he was much better than when he was in the palace, and his lips had returned to extremely pale and pale blood: "It doesn't matter, just call Li Zudong over. "

Anyway, after today, even if they are not exposed, the emperor will definitely find the little Taoist. The really critical period is the stage just after detoxification. Now that the general situation is set, there is no need to cover it.

Today, Xie Xuanchen and the emperor undoubtedly tore their faces completely. In the past, the emperor and Xie Xuanchen were on guard against each other. The emperor wanted Xie Xuanchen to die, and Xie Xuanchen felt that it was the emperor's hands and feet. However, everything stayed at the guessing stage after all, and the two parties did not provoke them, and they could still maintain their uncles and nephews.

But today's Hongmen banquet, all speculations were settled.

The emperor knew that Xie Xuanchen knew, and Xie Xuanchen knew that it was the emperor's hands and feet. Tear off the appearance of uncle Zizi's filial piety, the two sides showed their true colors.

When Mu Mingtang thought about it, he changed his mouth and said, "You don't need to call an imperial doctor. Call Dao Master Li over."

Little Taoist priests have become accustomed to visiting doctors at strange times. After he came, he calmly pulsed Xie Xuanchen and pressed it for a while. The expression on his face on the trail couldn't be maintained.

The little Taoist's calmness was swept away, and his tone was very solemn: "What's the matter, why did he suddenly come into contact with such a large dose of Wu Yufei today? Do you want to die?"

Mu Mingtang wanted to say something but stopped, and at last he simply replied: "It was an accident."

The dignified tone of the little Taoist at this moment is not fake. Xie Xuanchen's pulse at this moment can be described as very dangerous. The little Taoist knows that this kind of treatment is a tightrope on the cliff, so he has been very careful to grasp the dosage. Suddenly increasing the dosage will be very dangerous.

But the little Taoist also knew that Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen weren't the people who took their lives without care. Seeing that these two people did not want to say more at this moment, the little Taoist thought about it a little bit and remembered that it was Mid-Autumn Festival today. Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen entered the palace for a banquet.

The little Taoist made a silent "Oh", afraid to ask more. He changed his posture to diagnose the pulse, and while doing the diagnosis, he wrote and painted on the paper.

Mu Mingtang asked cautiously: "Little Daoist, how is his situation now?"

"It's very dangerous, but it's not without benefits." The little Taoist said, "I have never dared to take the risk. I am very careful every time I increase the dose. If the treatment continues, it will take a long time and the later effect may not be good. Nowadays, I raised the upper limit all at once, and I knew how much he can tolerate now, and it would be much more convenient to arrange treatment later."

Speaking of this, the little Taoist sighed sincerely: "I have never dared to try. I didn't expect you to add so much as soon as you get started. You are still cruel to do it yourself."

Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen didn't want to answer these words. Outsiders would even look forward and backward, and couldn't bear it. Since the family stabbed the knife, it was straight to the death hole, and it was not at all polite.

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