Seeing that everyone was staring at him, Mo Yan smiled helplessly.

Mo Yan originally didn't want to get involved in such a distinction between right and wrong, because through observation, Mo Yan found that the old man was actually not in a coma because of the onset of illness, but poisoned. Moreover, the toxin has also penetrated deep into the lungs, which is no longer beyond the effectiveness of medicinal stones.

As for why Xiao Qingyun didn't diagnose it, I'm afraid this will involve the world of cultivators. I'm afraid that even ordinary cultivators can't see the poison in the old man's place, let alone Xiao Qingyun, a worldly famous doctor.

"Returning to the soul", the medicine is as its name suggests. The medicine is dissipated, colorless and tasteless, and there is a certain incubation period, which is difficult to prevent, but if it breaks out, it will definitely take people's lives, which is extremely insidious. What's even more terrifying is that it will also create the illusion of a normal death of the poisoned, which is really vicious. This vicious poison is the treasure of the Ten Thousand Poison Gate that took the development of various strange poisons as its mission a hundred years ago. At that time, the Hundred Poison Sect was rampant and domineering, wantonly using the poison to kill the masters of various sects, and in the end, the paper could not contain the fire, and the East Window incident was suppressed by all the major sects in the cultivation world, and the disciples of the sect were slaughtered completely.

Since then, this ancient poison has been lost in the cultivation world, and if it appears in a secular old man today, it can be seen how much conspiracy and right and wrong will be hidden behind it. The reason why Mo Yan knew this strange poison was mainly due to the three dead old men on the mountain.

Xianyun, Likong, Zhou Rusheng, the three old men are all idle people. Zhou Rusheng was the main murderer, and he was very interested in some strange poisons, and often came back with some poisons that had been lost for a long time outside. And the empty monk has compassion, but he always delves into how to unravel these strange poisons and save the common people from fire and water. Under the provocation of the old naughty boy Xianyun and the old way, Zhou Rusheng often used poison to make a bet with the empty monk, wanting to prove that all the old monk's efforts were in vain. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, Mo Yan naturally has a certain understanding of the pharmacology of some poisons.

"Who are you? Even a medical expert like Mr. Xiao thinks that the best way at present is to let the patient go to a quiet place to rest and wait. What do you know about this yellow-haired boy? The young man who was traveling with Xiao Qingyun was obviously very annoyed by Mo Yan interrupting his feat of "heroes saving beauty", and saw that Mo Yan was young and dressed like a migrant worker from the mountains, so he taught Mo Yan a lesson very unceremoniously.

"Zhang Qing, don't be rude!" Xiao Qingyun, as a famous medical master of the Celestial Empire, has a demeanor. After scolding the young man, he turned to Mo Yanhe and said, "Listening to the tone of the little brother, he should also be a person who studies medicine, I don't know if you have any opinions about this old gentleman's condition?" Mo Yan couldn't help but nodded secretly in his heart, he was not shocked by honor and disgrace, and he was worthy of a generation of masters.

"Old man, the kid can't say it, and the senior's arrangement is indeed proper!"

"Kid, aren't you talking nonsense? Our teacher Xiao has been practicing medicine for decades, and I have never seen any strange and intractable diseases, and I am afraid that I have seen more diseases than you have walked. I know you're out to make trouble! Young people, if you want to play a hero in front of a beautiful woman, you have to divide the occasion, don't mistake the old man's surname! Zhang Qing saw that Mo Yan didn't say a reason for a long time, so he decided that Mo Yan wanted to be in the limelight to attract the attention of beautiful girls, so he unceremoniously pretended to be an elder and taught him.

Sure enough, after Zhang Qingyan, the people around him showed a look of disdain. Even the beautiful girl who was crying next to the patient couldn't help but show a little anger.

"Young man, go back and sit down, don't delay Dr. Xiao to save people!" The female flight attendant next to her couldn't look at it.

Mo Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the angry passengers attached to the group, and quietly prepared to leave.

"Slow down, little brother!" When Xiao Qingyun saw Mo Yan's helpless expression, his heart moved, and he said that he kept Mo Yan. I don't know why, Xiao Qingyun always felt that he should believe in this young man, otherwise something might really happen. After all, this is a human life, and it is not easy to neglect.

"Little brother, do you have any way to help? If there is, we might as well discuss it, but we can't delay the patient's life! Xiao Qingyun said with a serious face. He really didn't want to delay the patient's life because of his momentary negligence.

"Sir, I have a way, but I'm afraid it's hard for me to explain it to you in detail. I use the traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture method to stimulate the patient's acupuncture points, enhance the patient's vitality, and revive him from his coma. Mo Yan was left behind by Xiao Qingyun, and under Xiao Qingyun's kind words and persuasion, he finally said helplessly.

"So?" Xiao Qingyun was obviously a little overwhelmed, after all, he studied Western medicine, and he didn't know much about the mysterious Chinese medicine of the Celestial Empire, so he didn't dare to judge.

"Is there really no other way?" asked Xiao Qingyun without giving up.

Mo Yan looked at the unconscious patient in the seat, and then at Xiao Qingyun. He shook his head and said, "Old man, apart from this method, the junior really can't think of any good ideas. And looking at this old gentleman's face, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive to Kyoto. ”

"This ......", Xiao Qingyun looked at Mo Yan helplessly, and then at the old man in the seat. Sure enough, I found that the old man's face was even paler than just now.

"Girl, you also heard, your grandfather's current condition is really nothing I can do now, this little brother also said that your grandfather's condition is very serious and critical. Look at it, do you want the little brother to see? Xiao Qingyun simply didn't want to think about it, and directly handed over the problem to the patient's family.

The beautiful girl who was crying looked at the old man lying on the seat, and then at Mo Yan. Seeing her grandfather's gradually pale and stiff face, the beautiful girl gritted her teeth, got up and bowed to Mo Yan and said, "Little brother, please!" You must save my grandfather. The beautiful girl's pear blossom with rain on her face showed great sincerity and hope.

Looking at the girl's pear blossom with rain, Mo Yan stopped talking and strode over.

I saw Mo Yan take out a quaint wooden box from the old-fashioned package he was carrying. This wooden box was prepared for him by Monk Likong when Mo Yan went down the mountain, and inside was a set of silver needles with simple and fine workmanship. This was prepared for him by the empty monk when Mo Yan went down the mountain, and Mo Yan understood that the empty monk wanted him to let him live more and kill less evil.

I saw Mo Yan take out three quaint silver needles from the wooden box, flick them casually, and then the true qi turned around, and the silver needles "buzzed" and "buzzed" non-stop. Mo Yan didn't sterilize either, and after the silver needle stopped, he quickly stabbed the old man's chest, and the three silver needles were stabbed into several big points on the old man's chest in one go.

Xiao Qingyun knew that the old man was saved the moment Mo Yan made a move. Although Xiao Qingyun was born in Western medicine and has not systematically practiced in traditional Chinese medicine, he has also learned some basic knowledge about traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture from old friends. Seeing that Mo Yan's action was steady and fast, the acupuncture points pierced were also accurate, even some old Chinese medicine practitioners who were obsessed with this path might not be able to do it.

"Ahem! Cough! Cough! With a few coughs, the pale-faced unconscious old man woke up. "Poof" The old man who had just woken up spat out a mouthful of black blood, but fortunately, Mo Yan had already prepared, picked up a plastic bag from half of the table, and took it down. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be a burst of screams in the car. Mo Yan then took out a pen and paper from the package, wrote a medicine list in a fluttering manner, and casually told the beautiful girl some precautions for taking medicine.

After everything was done, it was already a few hours. Thanks to the beautiful girl, Mo Yan also returned to his seat, and the sick old man was also arranged by Xiao Qingyun to rest in the carriage he was in, but Xiao Qingyun did not go back, but instead switched places and sat down with the passengers next to Mo Yan.

Xiao Qingyun seemed to be very interested in Mo Yan's medical skills in curing the old man's illness with a few small silver needles, so he simply lowered his face and asked Mo Yan for medical advice. Mo Yan couldn't stand him, and saw that he was a generation of medical masters, and he was sincere in his studies, so he also taught Xiao Qingyun some of the Qihuang techniques that several old men often talked about. After Xiao Qingyun heard this, many questions that he couldn't figure out before were inspired, and he suddenly opened his mouth, sighing and hating to know each other late. Mo Yan was speechless, and he didn't want to think about how old he was now, how could he have known him as an old man earlier.

A companion journey is never lonely. Soon, Kyoto, the capital of the Celestial Empire, arrived. Xiao Qingyun originally wanted to invite Mo Yan to his house as a guest, but someone from Mo Yan's family came to pick him up and politely refused. Xiao Qingyun had no choice but to give up, just left Mo Yan's contact information and address, and told Mo Yan to go to see him when he settled down, and then introduce some friends to Mo Yan to know. It's not that he doesn't want to find Mo Yan, it's just that he found that Mo Yan embarrassedly told him that he didn't have a mobile phone, and he didn't know what arrangements his family had in Kyoto.

"Kyoto, I'm here!" Mo Yan said silently in his heart.

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