After the luck of rebirth was taken away, the true and false daughters teamed up

Chapter 153

Mrs. Ye couldn't help but wipe the corners of her eyes and choked up: "I know that our pearl has made the second lady a little unhappy before, but these are all my faults in teaching. I hope that the second lady will not take it personally and try my best to save her. yes!"

With that said, Mrs. Ye seemed to kneel down to Song Shiyun.

Song Shiyun raised his hand to stop her, "Madam, there's no need to do this. I never said I wouldn't save Miss Ye, but whether I can save her or not, I have to see the second young lady first."

"Yes, yes, the second young lady is right. I wonder if it is not convenient for the second young lady to come back to Ye's house with me?" Mrs. Ye looked at Song Shiyun longingly and pleadingly.

Song Shiyun didn't embarrass her too much and said, "Madam, please lead the way."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ye was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly made a gesture of invitation and led Song Shiyun out.

Seeing this, Yang asked Mama Zhang and Qiu Bai to follow.

The two people followed Song Shiyun and rushed back to Ye's house together with Mrs. Ye.

As soon as they arrived at the small courtyard where Ye Mingzhu lived, they heard a cry.

"Pearl! Pearl!"

Mrs. Ye stumbled and almost fell.

Song Shiyun had quick eyes and quick hands. He raised his hand to hold her arm, preventing her from having close contact with the ground.

Looking at Mrs. Ye's tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, Song Shiyun said calmly: "Don't worry, she is still alive."

Mrs. Ye was stunned with tears, "Huh?"

Song Shiyun moved his chin toward the room, "There is still life, not death, I can feel it."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ye quickly wiped her tears and ran in quickly without caring about her image.

Then I saw a group of people gathered around the bed.

Mrs. Ye was sitting by the bed, holding her handkerchief and wiping the corners of Ye Mingzhu's lips.

I saw blood constantly overflowing from Ye Mingzhu's mouth.

Mrs. Ye suddenly started crying just now. She was probably frightened when she saw Ye Mingzhu vomiting blood again.

Although he is still vomiting blood, it is not a good thing.

But on the other hand, if you are still vomiting blood, it means that you are at least still alive.

Mrs. Ye breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Song Shiyun for help, "Miss Song, I'm sorry to bother you."

The people in the room also heard Mrs. Ye's words and turned their heads in unison.

Mrs. Ye could tell at a glance that Song Shiyun was the second young lady of Pingninghou Mansion.

Not only did Song Shiyun match his age, but also because among the group of people, Song Shiyun was the only one with a temperament that was more like that of a Taoist.

Mrs. Ye looked at Song Shiyun and ignored her embarrassment. She held on to the bed frame and stood up reluctantly. She said with tears in her eyes: "Is this Miss Song? Please ignore the past grievances and rescue my granddaughter Mingzhu!" I beg you!"

She raised her hand, slid it across her face, then lowered it to her abdomen, and then bowed fiercely to Song Shiyun.

This can be considered a great gift.

Among women, it is second only to the forehead.

Song Shiyun didn't say anything, but just walked over.

The person next to the bed took a look and involuntarily moved out of the way, leaving space for Song Shiyun.

Song Shiyun walked to the bed smoothly. As soon as she got closer, she smelled the smell of rotten meat under the strong smell of blood.

This taste...

It's really a poison.

Song Shiyun's eyes fell on Ye Mingzhu's face.

The upper half of her face was now white, but the lower half was covered in blood.

He looked like a fierce ghost.

She frowned, pressing her abdomen painfully, and pressed her hands fiercely, as if they were pressing into her stomach.

Song Shiyun's eyes quickly scanned her whole body.

Finally it fell back on her face.

Then, she turned around and sat down by the bed, and put her hand on Ye Mingzhu's wrist.

Ye Mingzhu's pulse was very weak at this time, and she looked like she was defeated.
Song Shiyun pursed his lips, caught a glimpse of the silver needle on Ye Mingzhu's Baihui point, and asked, "Whose silver needle is it?"

The imperial doctor was still here. Hearing the words, he said: "It's the silver needle I'm placing."

Song Shiyun looked over and stretched out his hand, "Is there any left?"

The imperial doctor was surprised for a second, and then said: "Yes."

He took out his silver needle bag from the medicine box and handed it to Song Shiyun, "Miss, do you want to use silver needles?"

Song Shiyun hummed, took the silver needle, and immediately removed the silver needle from Ye Mingzhu's Baihui point.

The imperial doctor was shocked when he saw this scene, "Miss, you can't take this needle casually. Once it is taken out, Miss Ye's life will be counted down!"

Song Shiyun said calmly and calmly: "No."

Imperial Physician: "???"

He also checked the pulse well.Could he still not know what was going on with Ye Mingzhu?

This is all nonsense!

However, when he saw the people next to him, they had no intention of stopping Song Shiyun.

It’s hard for the imperial doctor to say anything.

Maybe someone else really has some unique tricks up his sleeve.

The imperial doctor had no choice but to sigh and stand aside.

Song Shiyun got the silver needle and while exploring the acupuncture points behind Ye Mingzhu, he asked: "Prepare raw glutinous rice, sandalwood ash, and black dog blood. Each of them wants a big bowl."

Everyone: "???"

What is this all about?
The room suddenly fell silent.

Song Shiyun raised his head and glanced around, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Mrs. Ye, "Is what I said difficult to understand?"

Mrs. Ye hesitated and said, "Why did Miss Song prepare these?"

"Just go ahead and get ready. You must be ready within one stick of incense." Song Shiyun said coldly, unwilling to explain.

Seeing this, Mrs. Ye didn't want to waste any more time, so she immediately ordered her servants to separate and prepare.

Seeing the people running out, Chunxiao clenched her hands in her sleeves, her lowered face becoming increasingly ugly.

Song Shiyun's eyes wandered over everyone.

When she saw Chunxiao, her eyes paused.

But he didn't say anything and moved away.

She looked at Ye Mingzhu again, took out a few silver needles, baked them on a candle, and then inserted them into several acupuncture points on Ye Mingzhu's body.

The imperial doctor and two doctors looked at it and frowned.

because……

The acupuncture points used by Song Shiyun were not designed to stop the retrograde flow of Qi and blood.

But...

Promotes the retrograde flow of qi and blood!
What is this ghost?

Judging from Song Shiyun's posture, he also looked like a man with medical skills.

Why does this move not seem like saving people, but instead seems like harming them?

Even an inexperienced doctor knows that if Ye Mingzhu continues to have retrograde Qi and blood, her blood vessels will burst and die within a few moments.

Why do you still use acupuncture points that promote qi and blood?
The imperial doctor opened his mouth and was about to speak.

Song Shiyun glanced at him, as if he knew what he was going to say, and warned him not to speak.

The imperial doctor was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but test it: "The acupuncture points used by the young lady are quite tricky. I wonder if there are any specialties?"

Song Shiyun said directly: "This is to help Qi and blood. You can't even understand it?"

Imperial Physician: "..."

He is doing this to save face for you, right?

The imperial doctor suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and said with a smile: "Young lady, do you know that these acupuncture points help qi and blood?"

"I just want to help her Qi and blood, of course I know that." Song Shiyun calmly inserted another silver needle, "As for why I want to help her Qi and blood, of course I have my own considerations. I am trying to save people, not Harmful, now, there’s nothing more to ask, right?”

She glanced at the imperial doctor, obviously saying that she had already answered what she should have answered.

Don't ask any more.

The imperial doctor laughed dryly and didn't ask any more questions.

He thought to himself that Song Shiyun knew very well that it would be useless for him to say anything else.

We can only hope that Song Shiyun really has some special method.

After Song Shiyun inserted a few silver needles, he stopped without any movement.

Both the imperial doctor and Mrs. Ye were a little unsure of what Song Shiyun was going to do.

Fortunately, not long after, the people Mrs. Ye sent out to prepare things came back with the things Song Shiyun needed.

Song Shiyun glanced at it, nodded and said, "Mix them together and spread them beside the bed."

Several servants were a little confused.

He couldn't help but look at Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Ye.

Although Mrs. Ye was puzzled, she also knew that time was precious, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Whatever Miss Song asks you to do, do it, and hurry up!"

When several servants heard this, they immediately followed Song Shiyun's instructions, resisting the unpleasant smell, and mixed raw glutinous rice with fragrant ash and black dog blood.

When the mixture is almost mixed, it will almost become a lump.

They spread the things beside the bed.

After they had laid the ground, Song Shiyun said: "Everyone take a few steps back and go to the door. Don't get close. Be careful of blood splattering all over you."

(End of this chapter)