Green Snake: Sister, I want this Xu Xian

His wife was seriously ill, which made this powerful figure in Qiantang County show a bit haggard on his resolute face.

Xu Xian glanced at Song Zhiming, and saw that the other party was also a monk at the first level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Nodding darkly.

As an official in the Xian Song Dynasty, civil servants can say that as long as you have the ability to manage the world and help the people, you can also be ranked among the three princes, and you can be named a marquis and a prime minister.

But a military officer must have cultivation.

The higher the cultivation base, the higher the official rank.

When meeting with Xu Xian, Song Zhiming's eyes lit up:

"You are Xu Xian?

Gongfu often mentions you to me.

He has superb medical skills and became famous at a young age, not bad. "

Even so, Song Zhiming was not optimistic about Xu Xian.

After all, the concept of not being able to do things firmly is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Song Zhiming still pinned his hope of saving his wife on those long-established doctors.

Soon, a group of doctors were taken to the sick place of Song Zhiming's wife, Jia Xiangjun.

As soon as he came here, a strong smell of medicine came to his face.

From Xu Xian's point of view, the red mist covering the entire county captain's mansion is thickest here.

A group of doctors filed in one after another to treat Jia Xiangjun, and finally all of them came out with their heads down and their faces full of frustration.

When Su Xiaoxiao came out, everyone including Song Zhiming surrounded him.

Among the people present, when it comes to fame and medical skills, Su Xiaoxiao is naturally the most important.

"Mr. Su, how is my wife?"

Song Zhiming asked expectantly.

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly:

"Your Madam's illness is peculiar——

Let me go back and think about it. "

In other words, there was nothing she could do.

Hearing this, Song Zhiming looked up to the sky and sighed:

"Hey, why doesn't God give my wife a way out."

Although Song Zhiming has many wives and concubines, he still has true feelings for his first wife and loves him extremely.

"Master Song, why bother to sigh?

Xiaosheng hasn't entered yet. "

"Xu Xian!"

Song Zhiming's expression suddenly lifted, he jumped over and grabbed Xu Xian's shoulder, as if grabbing the last straw, and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you sure you can cure Madam?"

"Although I am not [-]% sure, but I am very sure."

Xu Xian replied lightly.

"It's already this time, and you're still bragging around here, let's see how you end up later!"

Seeing Xu Xian pretending to be aggressive, the others were very upset.

Only Su Xiaoxiao watched Xu Xian enter Jia Xiangjun's room expectantly, to see if he could turn things around.

Xu Xian stepped into the room and glanced at it.

Luxuriously furnished and exquisitely furnished, it is the style of a rich family at first glance.

On the west wall, a Buddhist niche was also taken out, in which a golden Buddha was enshrined.

The fragrance of Zen curls up.

Now that Buddhism and Taoism are flourishing, it is not surprising that there are many people who believe in Buddhism.

There is a big bed in the room, and a woman is lying on the big bed.

There are also a few servant girls serving carefully.

Seeing that the windows of the room were closed, Xu Xian hurried over to open them.

"No way!

Those gentlemen said that the windows cannot be opened easily, otherwise the lady will catch cold!"

Seeing Xu Xian's actions, a maid hurriedly stopped him.

"Short-sighted! Phantasmal!"

As Xu Xian said, he told these servant girls seriously:

"From now on, Madam's room must be ventilated frequently to keep the air fresh.

This is beneficial to the wife's illness. "

"But--"

Those maids still wanted to argue, but Xu Xian gave them a vicious stare, and then they didn't dare to make a sound.

Xu Xian then walked towards the bed.

It was midsummer at this time, and the woman on the bed was dressed in cool clothes, covered only with a layer of light gauze.

The jade body is horizontal, with graceful curves.

Very eye-catching.

Xu Xian was a little surprised.

Song Zhiming looks tall and thick, with an ugly face, but his wife is so delicate and charming, which makes people think about it.

Jia Xiangjun's body was shrouded in a red evil spirit, constantly attacking her body and soul.

Life is withered, and life hangs by a thread.

But from the outside, there is nothing unusual.

If Xu Xian didn't know how to look at Qi, he wouldn't be able to see the clues either.

It can be seen that the haunting spirit is very skilled.

Looking at the mature and beautiful woman who fell into a deep sleep on the bed, Xu Xian said lightly:

"You go out first."

The maids were taken aback for a moment, and someone asked:

"Sir, don't you need us to serve here?"

Xu Xian shook his head.

He has never needed others to serve him in his treatment, especially now that he is treating such a beautiful mature woman.

No one needs to serve him, but he serves others.

He doesn't want others to see some of the healing methods he will use later.

Otherwise, it will cause some bad effects.

Seeing Xu Xian shaking his head, the maids quietly retreated out without making a sound.

Just as he reached the door, Xu Xian's voice came again.

"I treat Madam and cannot be disturbed.

Otherwise, the wife will be in danger of life.

You close the door, guard the door, and don't let anyone in. "

Hearing this, the maids didn't know what to do, so they had to obey obediently.

The door was closed, and only Xu Xian and the sleeping beautiful woman were left in the room.

Xu Xian pursed his lips, then stretched out his hands towards the beautiful woman...

012, cured by hand

A mortal body simply cannot contain mana.

In order to get rid of the evil spirits that linger in Jia Xiangjun's body, penetrate into the flesh and even the soul, Xu Xian must personally guide and control them.

So, while urging his mana, he pressed the beautiful woman's delicate body with both hands.

According to the method of massaging and controlling Qi in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic, slowly move your hands up and down.

After finishing the massage, he turned the beautiful woman over and made her lie on the bed.

Then there was another burst of busyness.

After Xu Xian worked hard for a while, Jia Xiangjun's snow-white skin gradually became bright red,

It's like a white wall dyed with clouds.

At the same time, sweating.

Some small black spots emerged from the fine beads of sweat.

Those little black dots are the evil spirit expelled from her body.

Although Jia Xiangjun was in a coma, she was still aware of the strangeness coming from her body.

The body trembled slightly,

He let out a bewildered sound.

The maids guarding the door, and Song Zhiming who was running around in a hurry,

As well as Su Xiaoxiao and other doctors, they all heard a woman's voice coming from the room.

"master!

Madam seems to be awake!"

A maid exclaimed happily.

Song Zhiming also showed joy on his face.

The rest of the doctors looked at each other in blank dismay, with expressions of shock on their faces.

Mrs. County Lieutenant, who has been diagnosed by so many famous doctors without improvement, actually woke up under Xu Xian's diagnosis and treatment?

But gradually, the voice coming from the room became a little strange, even a little unbearable.

Even the innocent little maids felt their faces flushed and their hearts beating faster when they heard this.

What's the matter madam?

so-

Ecstasy!

Song Zhiming was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression became weird. He wanted to rush in to have a look, but was stopped by a few maids who were dedicated to their duties.

"Sir said.

During his diagnosis and treatment, he must not be disturbed, otherwise his wife will be in danger of life. "

Hearing this, Song Zhiming also calmed down.

The madam is calling, which shows that Xu Xian's diagnosis and treatment are really effective.

Moreover, with so many people outside, forgive him for not daring to do anything absurd to Madam.

Xu Xian in the room rearranged Jia Xiangjun.