Flourishing age's Medical concubine

"Wei Junmo?" Nangong Mo went forward, but saw several serious injuries on him. The whole dress was more like being fished out of the blood. They didn't know how long they had slept, and their clothes were dry. The clothes on her body are only a little wrinkled because of the rain, while the clothes on Wei Junmo have become dark brown and hard because of the blood.

Thinking of the situation before he fell asleep, Nangong Mo's face changed, took his hand and felt his pulse for him, and then his face became more ugly.

Wei Junmo's injury was only skin injury, and there was no serious internal injury. However, his pulse is strange that Nangong Mo has never seen before. His internal power is deeper than what Nangong Mo has detected several times before. However, according to martial uncle, no matter what kind of genius, it is absolutely impossible to compare with his predecessors who have cultivated internal power for decades. Because this is not a problem that can be completely solved by diligence and talent. The meridians of the whole body must be polished and tempered thousands of times before they can expand to withstand such a huge internal force. Therefore, on the other hand, the so-called topping method in those novel scripts is also unreliable. If you forcibly instill one person's internal power into another person, it's better to say less. More will only burst and die. But the situation of Wei Junmo at this time is obviously that his internal force is several times older than himself. Therefore, Wei Junmo didn't pass out because of injury, but because the internal force in his body was out of control. If you can't solve it, you will lose all your martial arts and become a useless person. If you can't solve it, you will burst your meridians and bleed to death.

At that moment, Nangong Mo didn't dare to think much. He helped Wei Junmo sit up, took out the silver needle he carried, found the acupoint and stabbed it quickly.

Nangong Mo's master is unreliable, but his medical skills are absolutely reliable. Otherwise, he can't teach a generation of famous doctors like Xiange. The old man's medical skills are all inclusive, but Nangong Mo doesn't have the patience of string song, and she doesn't have so much time, so the best she can learn is acupuncture. The old man's needling technique is called "universal needling technique". It is said that there is no unique skill "golden needling technique" in chaotai hospital, and it is also called Shuangjue. Unfortunately, after the invasion of the Central Plains by the Northern Yuan Dynasty, the imperial doctor who inherited the golden needle du'e needle technique died for his country. From then on, there was only the universal needle technique of the old man. Nangong Mo chose this because it is practical. If the needle applicator has deep internal power, the effect is even more remarkable. When Nangong Mo got this set of needlework, it was bypassed by analogy and carried forward. He killed and saved people at will.

Twist the silver needle and carefully comb the chaotic internal force again and again along the direction of internal force flow. Nangong Mo couldn't help but burst out fine beads of sweat on her forehead, which was not very easy for her. Originally, Wei Junmo's internal power was about 20% higher than her, so it wasn't difficult to sort it out. But now Wei Junmo's internal power is just like the difference between the sea and the stream compared with her. If he is not careful, he can't save people. He may have to compensate himself.

This process lasted for two hours, during which Wei Junmo had no sign of waking up. After pulling out the last silver needle, Nangong Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and looked at the well wound wrapped on his shoulder. Nangong Mo suddenly understood why Wei Junmo ordered her acupoints. She happened to hurt her right shoulder. According to the situation at that time, if the killer caught up with her, she must still carry the sword to resist the enemy. I'm afraid that even if they get away successfully, her arm will be half useless if not all.

Looking at the pale and calm man leaning on the stone, Nangong Mo suddenly had something soft and warm in his heart.

Looking around, Nangong Mo was not sure where they were for a while. But it can be seen that it should not be close to where they last stopped last night. Even the trees on the top of the mountain are not the same kind as what we saw last night. Looking ahead, there was only a green grass, which overlapped with the mountains at the end of the grass. Fortunately, there is a stream not far away that has been quietly left to the East. Frankly, you can always go out with the stream. But now the most important thing is to let Wei Junmo wake up as soon as possible.

He made a circle around Wei Junmo with the remaining poisons. Nangong Mo just got up and went to the stream to clean it, and then went to the front to see if he could pick some useful herbs.

Half an hour later, Nangong Mo came back with some herbs and prey. Fortunately, it's summer. There are plenty of plants and prey. I didn't go too far. I collected a lot of herbs to treat trauma and beat a hare. When he came back, he found that Wei Junmo had awakened and was sitting silently against the stone. He didn't know what he was thinking. When Nangong Mo came back, his purple eyes lit up a bright glow and looked at the woman walking towards him. Nangong Mo first removed the poison around him, then put down the things in his hand and asked, "are you awake? What else is uncomfortable?"

Wei Junmo looked at the things she put on the ground, looked up again, shook his head and didn't speak.

Nangong Mo frowned and worried. Are you fooled by the violent internal power? Martial uncle did say that there was such a situation, but... If Wei Shizi is really stupid... Nangong Mo wants to cry at the thought of such a situation. What will she compensate Princess Changping and his Highness the king of Yan?

"What is flawless thinking?" Wei Junmo finally asked softly when she was wandering outside the sky.

Nangong Mo blinked. Did she think too much?

"Nothing? What was Junmo thinking just now?" she was so stupid that she thought that the Shizi of the king of Jingjiang was fooled by the improper injection.

Wei Junmo looked at her for a long time and said, "nothing."

Nangong Mo pie his mouth. Since he doesn't want to say, she won't ask.

Holding Wei Junmo to the stream, he impolitely took his coat, cleaned the wound and medicinal materials, and then applied medicine and bandaged him. Once in a while, he looked up and saw a blush on someone's pale handsome face. Nangong Mo couldn't help but smoke the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "aren't you shy?"

What kind of situation is this? She is not shy at all. Does an old man need to be so embarrassed? Don't you just take off your clothes and take some medicine? Looking at someone with a handsome face and not talking, Nangong Mo didn't care. He picked up the blood and slowly washed it by the stream. He could dry it in the sun for a while while while it was hot.

Wei Junmo sat silently beside the fire baking rabbits, watching the girl squatting by the stream washing clothes. The stiff face was softened a bit, and the ears hidden under the hair were dyed a bit red.

When Nangong Mo came back from washing his clothes and drying them, the rabbit meat on the fire had begun to overflow a strong smell. Some tired sat down against Wei Junmo. Nangong Mo had the time to ask about last night, "what happened last night?" Wei Junmo said faintly: "nothing. Several people caught up and were killed by me. Then they accidentally fell off the cliff."