Volume 1: Text_Chapter 51 Comparable to calligraphy
"Where is the Gu Master's method so easy to discover?" Gu Feng said, "The favorite living environment of these Gu worms is the heart and brain. ”
"They converge on these two vital parts and won't leave. They are extremely small...... Well, now that I've grown up, I should have been smaller before, and I couldn't shoot at all. ”
"As for blood tests...... They don't swim along the blood vessels, they just like to stay in the heart and around the brain. Blood tests, and blood will not be drawn here. ”
"Current medical methods should not be able to detect them. As they grow up, they slowly destroy the host's brain and heart, and the host dies, looking like organ failure. ”
"It's so hateful!" the Zuoqiu sisters all looked resentful.
At this time, Yue Tianxiang had already pulled out the needle and dealt with it.
Gu Feng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pinch Qiao Wenxuan's position hard.
In the nervous and expectant gaze of everyone, I only heard Qiao Wenxuan let out a long breath, and then, his eyes slowly opened...... He's awake!
Qiao Wenxuan's gaze was still a little dazed.
"Manhee...... This...... What's wrong?"
Lying in bed in a coma for too long, Qiao Wenxuan's voice was very hoarse and jerky as soon as he spoke.
However, at this opening, Qiao's mother and the others suddenly burst into tears.
"Brother Xuan, you are in a poisonous coma, but now that everything has passed, you are fine!" Qiao's mother, Mi Manxi, sobbed a little excitedly.
"Poisoned coma?" Qiao Wenxuan gradually began to understand.
These days, although he is in a vegetative state, he sometimes has some consciousness, but his body is completely out of his control.
After waking up from the dazed state, he gradually understood his situation.
"These days, it's been hard for your mother and daughter!" Qiao Wenxuan held Qiao's mother's Mi Manxi's hand.
It was this action that suddenly made Qiao's mother Mi Manxi feel that all this effort and waiting was worth it.
Qiao Wenxuan woke up, they waited!
"Thank you, Divine Doctor Yue! If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd have been sleeping forever!" Qiao Wenxuan looked at Yue Tianxiang and said gratefully.
Jon's mother and daughter suddenly looked embarrassed...... Embarrassed for Yue Tianxiang.
Yue Tianxiang looked indifferent, and said very calmly:
"Chairman Joe is polite. Lao Yu did make a move, but his medical skills were not good, so he couldn't save Chairman Qiao. It was my little uncle who took action and cured Chairman Qiao. ”
Yue Tianxiang's posture was very low, and his tone was respectful and polite.
Even the junior uncle is called Uncle Qiao Wenxuan, Uncle Qiao, who has a lot of relationship, how dare he, a junior, be presumptuous?
Qiao Wenxuan glanced at Yue Tianxiang with some surprise.
This is Doctor Yue! Usually he always looks arrogant, but today he actually spoke so politely?
"Divine Doctor Yue's uncle, I don't know who it is, when I look back and wait for me to get better, I will definitely come to visit and thank you!" Qiao Wenxuan said solemnly.
It's a lifesaver!
"Thank you?" Yue Tianxiang was stunned for a moment, knowing that Qiao Wenxuan had misunderstood, and said with a smile, "Chairman Qiao, my little uncle is right in front of you, and Mr. Gu is my little uncle and ancestor!"
Yue Tianxiang bowed and stretched out his hand, towards the ancient wind road.
"Mr. Gu, do you mean ......" Qiao Wenxuan looked at Gu Feng with a look of disbelief.
Nothing else, mainly archaic, is too young, only in his twenties.
Yue Tianxiang is highly respected, he is a master of medicine, and he is so old, he has such a young uncle?
However, looking at Yue Tianxiang's appearance, it is obviously impossible to be joking!
"Uncle Qiao, I'm Gu Feng!" Gu Feng said.
"Ancient style, that ancient style of the ancient family in the capital?" Qiao Wenxuan looked at Jon's mother and daughter.
Joe's mother nodded, and Jon blushed slightly.
This performance is obviously not wrong.
"Did you cure my illness?" Qiao Wenxuan still couldn't believe it.
"To be precise, Uncle Qiao, this is not a disease, but a Gu poison. "Ancient wind road.
"Dad, that's ......," Jon briefly recounted what had happened.
Of course, for the performance of Yue Tianxiang's master and apprentice, because of Yue Tianxiang's face, he avoided the past.
However, Yue Tianxiang was here, and Qiao Wenxuan also saw his respectful appearance.
Now, even if he can't believe it, he has to admit that this is the truth.
It is rumored that his future son-in-law Qiao Wenxuan is a waste outcast...... What bullshit!
Not to mention anything else, just by virtue of this medical skill, just by virtue of his identity as the uncle and ancestor of Yue Tianxiang's divine doctor, it is enough to kill the same generation in seconds, I don't know how many people have to catch up with the ancient style.
Will this be waste?
"Uncle Qiao, this Gu poison should have been eaten by you. Of course, they are not small bugs until they are eaten, but very small eggs...... Anyway, it's a bit like lactic acid bacteria, they may be in the form of a dry powder and can be added to any food and drinking water at will. ”
"I speculate that it should be colorless and odorless. After eating in your stomach, the eggs hatch and then slowly swim and collect around your heart and brain. ”
"The time of your poisoning should be within a week before your illness. Can you recall that someone might be harming you?"
Gu Feng reminded.
"Within a week of illness?"
Qiao Wenxuan recalled, his face suddenly changed slightly.
Gu Feng knew, he must have known who the murderer was.
It's just that Qiao Wenxuan didn't say anything, there should be something hidden.
Therefore, the ancient style is not too much to ask.
"I'll prescribe a prescription, Uncle Qiao will take the medicine according to the prescription, the Gu worms have been removed, and your body will get better soon!"
Yue Tianxiang was very dog-legged, and hurriedly helped prepare the pen and paper.
Gu Feng picked up the pen, thought about it a little, and wrote down a prescription, like a cloud.
"Good words! Uncle Ancestor, what a good word!"
Yue Tianxiang clenched his hands, his old eyes were about to glow, and he was amazed.
Jon and the others were all amused, and they couldn't help but smile.
The action of ancient style writing is indeed very chic and handsome, but how beautiful can the words be?
Yue Tianxiang's movements and expressions are simply too exaggerated, it's a pity not to act in a movie.
Everyone thought that this was Yue Tianxiang filming the sycophants of the ancient style, and he intended to curry favor with the ancient style.
After all, Yue Tianxiang has this precedent and worships the ancient style very much.
But when Jon's gaze swept over the prescription, there was a sudden relief.
I saw that the words written in the ancient style are very eye-catching at first glance.
Look carefully, strong and powerful, like an old pine, like a spirit dragon, full of rhyme.
"Good words! What a good word! This calligraphy is comparable to everyone!"
Qiao Wenxuan held it in his hand, held it in both hands, admired it carefully, and couldn't help but admire.