readx; Chen Jingchu was bored sewing clothes in the Da Kong Sect, but Nangong Yifeng and Master Xuanzhen had already arrived at Fang's house on the shore of Lianjing Lake three days ago, and the illness of Fang Qing, the young lady of the Fang family, made Master Xuanzhen and Nangong Yifeng frown at the same time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Appalling.

Fang Qing's originally fair face was already unrecognizable at this time, the pustules, and the scars left after the pustule rupture covered the original skin on her face, according to Fang Qing's personal maid Xiaohuan, not only on the face, but also on Fang Qing's entire body, she couldn't bear to look at it directly, and even the pustules on her wrists were the same, and she couldn't even take the pulse, fortunately, Master Xuanzhen's kung fu of diagnosing the pulse with one hand was still at home, but even so, Master Xuanzhen shook his head after trying the pulse.

And Fang Qing's whole person was lying on the bed at this time, and he was not much angry.

Guo Qu was stunned when he saw it, when he left, his junior sister was not so serious, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and he had become like this!

And after Master Xuanzhen and Nangong Yifeng shook their heads at the same time, Guo Qu became even more desperate.

Fang Zhizhong, the head of the Fang family, also looked sad at this time, a character who had also dominated the rivers and lakes back then, but his temples were gray at this time.

"Little Girl...... Is it really hopeless? Fang Zhizhong's voice trembled.

Master Xuanzhen frowned, and did not speak, Nangong Yifeng persuaded on the side: "I can't draw conclusions now, wait for me and Master Xuanzhen to discuss again, maybe there will be salvation." ”

After listening to Nangong Yifeng's words, Fang Zhizhong's face finally had a glimmer of hope, "Then please leave it to the Eighth Prince and Master Xuanzhen." ”

"Master Xuanzhen, what do you think Miss Fang is sick?" In the room, Nangong Yifeng asked first.

Master Xuanzhen didn't answer and asked, "What kind of poison does the eighth prince think this is?" ”

Nangong Yifeng was startled, "I haven't seen this kind of poison, but I've heard that there is a poison that is similar to Miss Fang's symptoms, but ...... It's just similar, not exactly what it looks like. ”

Master Xuanzhen sighed lightly, "Is the eighth prince sure that it can be solved?" ”

Nangong Yifeng shook his head, "I'm not sure if it's this poison." However, it is not possible that she really has some kind of disease. ”

"It's not a disease." Master Xuanzhen affirmed, "It's not poison, it's only one thing." ”

"What is it?"

"Gu."

Master Xuanzhen and Nangong Yifeng went to see Fang Qing's situation again, such a girl's family would encounter such a thing, Nangong Yifeng felt unbearable.

"Eighth Prince, do you have a way to make Miss Fang spit out something?"

Nangong Yifeng glanced at Fang Qing and nodded.

Then he took out a golden needle, and the tip of the needle was soaked in a potion, and stabbed Fang Qing's already festering skin.

After a short time, Fang Qing began to move, although her eyes were still closed, she had already spit out a lot of things from her mouth uncontrollably.

Xiaohuan endured the nausea and took the wooden basin according to Master Xuanzhen's instructions to pick up what Fang Qing spit out, and Master Xuanzhen only glanced at it, and it was clear.

According to Xiaohuan, Fang Qing has been in a coma for three days, so there should be nothing in her stomach to vomit, and now, Fang Qing not only vomited out sour water, but also squirmed some white insects in those sour water.

Xiaohuan took a look at it, and was so frightened that she almost threw the basin, bugs! Or spit out of the young lady's mouth!

"Eighth son, the poor monk has come to a conclusion."

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