Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 1176
A carriage galloped out of the yard of a commercial firm in Pingyang County.

Followed by a man and a horse.

Immediately sat a young man in Tsing Yi, looking silent and melancholy.

While riding the horse, he glanced at the carriage from time to time.

The young man was Mei Jiu, and the one lying in the carriage was Qing Luo, who was unknown.

Because of the difficult situation of Qingluo, the doctor of the commercial bank did not dare to treat her lightly, and directly sent a car to take her back to Meigu.Mei Jiu followed and protected her all the way.

The carriage ran non-stop, and every time it reached a post station, there were horses that had been prepared long ago to replace it.

The preparations along the way were all fast-moving horses. Under the condition that the coachman and Mei Jiu had no food or drink and only hurried on the road, it took only one day to miraculously arrive at Meigu.

As soon as the carriage entered the door, the driver couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

Mei Jiu was still calm, as if the day's fatigue didn't affect him at all.He ignored the Mei family's inquiries at all, jumped off the horse, took Qingluo out of the carriage, and went straight to the small farmyard where Mei Zheng was.

Mr. Mei was lying on a chair, hugging the teapot, basking in the sun with his eyes squinted.

Seeing Mei Jiu rushing towards with Qingluo in her arms, she was so frightened that she immediately rolled off the chair.

"Old man, are you alright?" Uncle Zhong was startled, and hurried forward to support him.

"Go away!" Mei Zheng pushed him away, got up and rushed to Mei Jiu, "What's going on?"

Mei Jiu jumped out word by word: "Qian, hurt, hurt."

"Why do you know how to talk? Oh, let's not talk about this, quickly put her on the bed in the house!" Mr. Mei didn't have time to think about it, and quickly ordered Mei Jiu to carry her into the house, and then said to Uncle Zhong, "You go Call Chen'er!"

When everyone in the Mei family got the news and ran over in a panic, Mr. Mei was already sitting quietly and feeling Qingluo's pulse.

"Old man, what's wrong with Qianqian?" the eldest lady asked softly.

Mei Luochen was preparing golden needles, and upon hearing this, she replied softly: "Qianqian's mental exhaustion is serious, and now I need to treat her with one hundred and eight golden needles, maybe there is a chance of recovery."

"Why, not [-]% sure?"

Everyone in the Mei family became nervous.

"Give her the needles first," Old Master Mei ordered, "Third brother, go and prepare the medicinal bath immediately. After the needles are administered, let Qianqian soak in the medicinal bath."

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

The rest of the Mei family were kicked out, leaving only Mr. Mei and Mei Luochen, two people with the best golden needles, to dredge and repair Qingluo's extraordinary meridians with golden needles.

"It's really strange," Mei Luochen rolled up the sleeves of her snow-white shirt, revealing her clean and thin arms, picked up a golden needle, stared at Qingluo, and muttered to herself, "How could you lose so much energy and blood?"

Mei Zheng glanced at him, "Did you think of something?"

"I... just remembered that a book I read was left by one of our ancestors." Mei Luochen explained softly while administering the needle, "The blood of the Mei family is related to the Great Witch of Jiuli, so the imperial blood inherits it." When you have the ability of the great witch, you can use the power of blood to perform witchcraft."

"I've heard of this too." Mei Zheng said in a deep voice, "You suspect that Qianqian used witchcraft to become like this? Jiuli's witchcraft can't be so evil, can it become like this when it's used up? "

The old man obviously didn't quite believe this statement.

"I'm just guessing, I'm not sure." Mei Luochen shook his head, lowered his head on Qingluo's slender arm, inserted a golden needle, and continued, "Do you still remember the last time Lan Hao gave Qianqian a blood transfusion, which caused her mark to change?" Shallow thing?"

"remember."

"According to my speculation, because of the neutralization of Lan Hao's blood, Qianqian's blood has become thinner. Therefore, once she uses witchcraft that exceeds the capacity of her blood, it will lead to backlash, and it will become like this."

"Chen'er, how do you know so much?" Mei Zheng stopped the golden needle in his hand, and looked at his extremely smart second grandson suspiciously.

A smile appeared on Mei Luochen's handsome face: "I read it from the book, added speculation, and guessed it. I don't know if it's right."

"Okay, even if you guessed it, do you think she can get better like this?"

"It's hard to say, I'm afraid I need to take good care of it, soak in the medicinal bath a lot to restore my blood."

"I think so too, let's hurry up!"

The grandparent and grandson worked together, and within a very short period of time, they performed the healing method of the Mei family's top [-] golden needles.

After burning the incense for a while, the lily needle was taken off, and the green radish was taken off by two maids and soaked in the medicinal-scented bathtub.

Mei Luochen let out a long breath, only to realize that her clothes were soaked in sweat.

Although he will not be in danger of his life now, his body is still weak.He also felt very tired after performing such exhausting golden needle technique continuously.

But he didn't want to go back to rest, he wanted to stay here and watch Qingluo.

"You'd better go back, I'll just watch here."

Lan Hao walked in at some point, leaned against the door frame, and looked at him expressionlessly.

When Mei Luochen saw him, he couldn't help being surprised: "When did you come here? Besides, do you know medical skills? What if something happens to Qianqian..."

"Isn't it just a loss of energy and blood?" Lan Hao said lazily, "The worst thing is to give her another blood transfusion."

"Don't even think about it!" Mei Luochen refused straight away, "This time, golden needles and medicinal baths are enough, and I don't need your broken blood! If you hadn't thinned Qianqian's blood, how could she have become like this?"

Lan Hao shrugged his shoulders noncommittally: "Don't worry, I will call you in case something happens. Besides, I didn't tell you about the little radish secretly learning witchcraft? Hurry up, I want to check on her have a look."

"I'll just watch here!" Mei Luochen sat still, like Mount Tai, "If you want to check, check it, don't try to take the opportunity to frivolous Qianqian!"

"You are really... whore sees whore, what quality. Am I that kind of person?"

Lan Hao folded her arms, walked to the bed, looked down at Qingluo's sleeping pure white face, and said with a smile, "I think it's best if she doesn't have that kind of ability in the future."

"Stop talking nonsense." Mei Luochen stood up, his thin body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

He walked to Lan Hao's side, stretched out his hand without warning, and tore off Lan Hao's clothes.

Lan Hao stood motionless.

He has an excellent figure, with a well-proportioned and tall frame. Although he looks thin, he has clear muscles when he takes off his clothes.

Looking at Mei Luochen's slim board, she felt the urge to cry.

But at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Lan Hao's shoulder.

There, a bright red plum blossom mark is very conspicuous.

Mei Luochen's pupils shrank slightly: "As expected, you are from Miaojiang."

Lan Hao stood still and said flatly, "Why don't you think I'm from the Mei family?"

(End of this chapter)