Rebirth of Abandoned Women

Chapter 768: Timely Rain (3)
Lan Lin and Lan Fei stood guard outside the door, not letting anyone in.

Liu Muxi made several treatment plans, but they were all rejected by her in the end. Although those plans were effective, they had various shortcomings. Either they had sequelae, or they couldn't completely expel the poison, or they were too effective. Slow down, when he is cured, Zhong Mingqi's body will probably fail.

Time passed slowly, and half an hour was approaching, but Liu Muxi was still helpless.

Liu Muxi found that her thinking was still limited, and she couldn't get out of the shackles of her predecessors at all.

Liu Muxi was slightly taken aback, thinking of something, she suddenly closed her eyes.

The performance and efficacy of countless herbs and spirit herbs flashed through her mind quickly. "Thirteen Needles for Death" and "Nine Needles for Bai's Nine Needles" also crossed in her mind. flash.It seems like a long time, but in fact, it is just a moment.

Suddenly, Liu Muxi opened his eyes, his eyes like autumn water were extremely bright.

Liu Muxi didn't get up from the futon immediately, but after careful deliberation, she got up, went to the desk not far away, wrote down the treatment plan in detail on the paper she had prepared, and then In addition, I prepared a piece of paper and wrote down a prescription.

This prescription is almost all ordinary medicinal materials, only a few slightly expensive medicinal materials, but they are not spiritual herbs. Although they are rare, they are not uncommon. Generally, small families do not have a huge burden. For those big families and sects, It's just a piece of cake.

As for the acupuncture method that cooperates with this prescription, Liu Muxi also combines "Death Thirteen Needles" and "Bai's Nine Needles". Spreading, eating away the true energy and flesh and blood in the body.

Liu Muxi reasoned several times back and forth, and felt that it was very feasible, but the specifics had to be tried.

"Father, it will be half an hour soon, why hasn't Venerable Liu come out yet?" Zhong Mingliang, the second young master of the Zhong family, asked anxiously, "Brother, is he okay?"

"Shut up! Venerable Liu has extraordinary medical skills. As long as she takes action, she will be able to get rid of the disease. Your elder brother will be fine." Zhong Wangzu said firmly, and then he looked at Zhong Mingqi again and reprimanded: " If you doubt anyone, you can't doubt Venerable Liu. If you say such things again in the future, the family law will serve you."

"Yes, father, the child is wrong, and the son will never dare again." Zhong Mingliang was surprised when he saw his father being so strict, and then apologized quickly.

"It's good that you understand." Zhong Wangzu said, "I know you care about your elder brother, and I'm also worried, but you can't just say something unscrupulously or blame others because of this. If your elder brother is saved, it's his good fortune. If you can't Come on, you can't complain, it's his life."

"Yes." Zhong Mingliang was taught, and quickly agreed, but he didn't feel any dissatisfaction.

Because he is not the eldest son, his family has always only valued his cultivation. He didn't teach him much about other aspects, and he couldn't think of many things, because most of him was just a simple warrior. , was cultivated as the heir of a family, but Zhong Ming Liangsheng was listening to his father's words, and he could still hear them in his heart, which made Zhong Wangzu very satisfied.

"Ah, Venerable Liu has come out." Zhong Mingliang raised his head and saw that the quiet room was opened, and said to Zhong Wangzu quickly.

Zhong Wangzu had also seen Liu Muxi, he was also relieved, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Liu Muxi handing over a piece of paper with ink on it, and said, "Follow the prescription to get the medicine."

Seeing Zhong Wangzu frowning at the prescription, she explained: "Don't worry, there are other spirit herbs, just ordinary herbs."

Ancestor Zhong Wang breathed a sigh of relief, because if Liu Muxi wanted spirit herbs, if they didn't have them in the warehouse, he could only look for them or buy them at a high price. He was not afraid of spending money, but he was also worried that Zhong Mingqi's illness , with only these ordinary herbs, whether it can be cured, there is inevitably a trace of hesitation on the face.

Liu Muxi naturally saw his hesitation, and said, "You just go, you don't have to need elixir to cure a disease."

Seeing that Liu Muxi had seen through his thoughts, Zhong Wangzu blushed, his embarrassment flashed, but he quickly adjusted, and said, "Okay, I'll send someone to grab the medicine right away."

After Liu Muxi finished giving his instructions, he went to Zhong Mingqi's bedroom again, took out the needle, and re-administered the needle according to his own treatment plan, observing his condition at any time, and after the injection, he found that the toxin was indeed under control. Spreading, preventing it from continuing to erode the true qi, it was the same as what she inferred, and it did not exceed her expectations, so she was relieved.

Patriarch Zhong's speed was very fast, and he quickly grabbed the medicine and sent the decocted medicine.

Liu Muxi ordered someone to wait for Zhong Mingqi to drink, while she kept checking his pulse and observing the changes in his body.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhong Mingqi, who was in a coma, suddenly showed pain on his face, but there was a trace of blood on his face.

"He's about to vomit, go get the spittoon!" Liu Muxi stepped aside and ordered.

Immediately, a maid brought a spittoon, ready to serve Zhong Mingqi at any time.

Sure enough, Zhong Mingqi's comatose body suddenly got up, lying on the head of the bed, and vomited it out in a jiffy. A bloody smell mixed with stench permeated the bedroom.

Zhong Mingqi protruded a mouthful of black blood. In the black blood, there was a thing the size of a fingernail wriggling. However, when people were not paying attention, it suddenly disappeared in front of everyone, and the speed was no worse than that of an early innate warrior.

Liu Muxi had expected it a long time ago, a finger wind popped up, and just knocked the little thing off.

After the thing hit the ground, its body shrank rapidly, and finally disappeared completely.

"What is this?" Zhong Mingliang asked in shock, "It doesn't look like a Gu worm."

Liu Muxi looked a little solemn, and said: "This is the poison that Young Master Zhong suffered from. According to my guess, it was just a dead thing, but after absorbing the true energy and flesh and blood, it seems to have life, but it can only be attached to it. They exist in the flesh and blood of the martial artist, but when the martial artist dies, they cease to exist. This is a kind of poison that has never been seen before, and it may have been deliberately made by someone."

Thinking of his son being half-dead by this kind of thing, Zhong Wangzu's heart was full of hatred and jealousy, especially for the person who poisoned him. A weak voice came and said, "Father—"

"Qi'er is alright?" Zhong Wangzu walked up to the bed in three steps at a time, and asked with concern, "How do you feel about your health? Are you feeling better?"

(End of this chapter)