Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 61 Self-help
Tu Yidao shook the face that had just been peeled off in his hands, and handed it to Ning Xuemo: "Little girl, do you see if my skills are up to par?"

Ning Xuemo subconsciously took two steps back, her eyes fell on that cheek.

I have to say that this Tu Yidao is really a good skill and a good knife technique.

The entire face was as thin as a cicada's wing, even in thickness, without any damage or knife marks, and looked very even.

"Little girl, are you afraid? If you are afraid, confess obediently. To be honest, I really like your tender skin. It must be very beautiful if you peel it off."

Tu Yidao's cold hand almost touched Ning Xuemo's cheek, and he laughed strangely: "I count one, two, three, if you don't confess again, I will put you on the rack too."

The jailers working here have been influenced by Tu Yidao for a long time, and almost all of them have become abnormal.

At this moment, four pairs of tiger and wolf-like eyes are staring at her body, eager to fight, just waiting for her to say no to put her on the torture rack——
"Lower pain every day and night, lumbosacral stiff as a stone, intermittent or alternately on both sides, low back pain and hip pain on both sides, radiating to the thigh, lumbar muscle spasm..." Ning Xuemo suddenly said a series of professional terms (This paragraph comes from the symptoms of obsessive spondylitis obtained from Baidu, hereby explain)
The other guards didn't understand what she said, but Tu Yidao froze suddenly!
A pair of triangular eyes shot out a razor-like light: "Little girl, what are you talking about?!"

Ning Xuemo's eyes were like clear lake water, shining brightly, and said slowly: "My legs hurt first, then dull pain in the joints, and gradually swelled and deformed... After three years, I lost any consciousness and became as stiff as wood and stone... "

Tu Yidao's eyes widened, looking at Ning Xuemo like a monster: "You...you..."

The symptoms Ning Xuemo mentioned were exactly the same as his illness!
In the entire Changkong country, no one can see through his illness, let alone treat it, and can only let it develop.
This illness has tormented him for six years, but he never expected to be exposed by a little girl today!
His originally desperate heart suddenly jumped: "Do you know about this disease?"

Ning Xuemo smiled and nodded: "Not only know, but also heal."

Tu Yidao, who had always been as calm as a stone, trembled slightly: "How to heal?"

"If you let me go, I'll heal you." Ning Xuemo said simply.

There was a dark light in Tu Yidao's eyes: "Little girl, I'm blowing my breath. I don't know how many doctors have been seen for my illness, but there is no cure. You really have it? I don't believe it!"

"Minnv can try to heal the adults on the spot. If there is no effect, the minnv will be dealt with by the adults!"

Tu Yidao pondered for a while, and finally couldn't help but nodded temptingly: "Okay! I will give you a chance."

Ning Xuemo looked at the iron chain on her wrist: "My lord, please ask someone to prepare twenty silver needles..."

She said a series of things, and finally made another request: "It is a delicate job to treat an adult, and I am afraid that this iron chain on the wrist of a civilian girl will not work..."

All the things she wanted were available in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, and Tu Yidao was quickly fetched.

The iron chain on Ning Xuemo's wrist was also opened for her.

She still has shackles on her feet, and she is a waste tree without thought power, so Tu Yidao is naturally not afraid of what tricks she will do.

Ning Xuemo smiled slightly, and began to treat Tu Yidao with acupuncture under the eyes of all the jailers.

She moves nimbly and quickly, and the acupuncture method she uses is a lost secret technique of acupuncture and moxibustion that she learned in modern times. This method can take effect in a very short period of time...

After the needle was done, she stood up: "It will take effect within half an hour, so adults can stand for a while."

Tu Yidao's face was full of disbelief. He didn't know how many medicines he drank and how many needles he had in the past few years.
(End of this chapter)