Chapter 63: Detoxification
Mu Yan frowned at the slightly majestic eyebrows that had been in Japan for a while, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a noisy sound from the valley not far from above, and it was a little late for him to distinguish it in detail.
"I originally thought that the son who came here today would have a long-term vision, but I never thought that I thought that I thought highly of the childe, it turns out that the son doesn't know our special poison, but now it's too late for you to bleed, and now the poison penetrates between your skin much faster than your bloodletting, why don't we make a deal?"
Mu Yan didn't have much research on all kinds of poison techniques in the past, but now he only knows that there is some pain in his wrist from time to time, but he can't feel it anymore, and the man who didn't show up but was ruthless to him is probably already prepared, with their current strength, the possibility of detoxification is almost non-existent now.
"What deal? I see how quickly the poison spreads, could it be that you expected me to be here? β
The voice that echoed in the valley just now stopped, and when Mu Yan thought that the voice would not sound again, he said: "Childe is really a character, everything is in my control, but you have just hesitated for too long, I have lost interest now, and I don't want to make this bet with you anymore, Childe take care of this trip, if this poison cannot be solved within two days, you may die, I hope that I will have a period with Childe in the future." β
"You β’β’β’β’β’ despicableβ’β’β’β’β’β’" Before Mu Yan finished speaking, the sky darkened in front of him, all the images disappeared in front of him, his body shook a few times, and with a "snap", the whole person fell straight to the ground.
Yuan Qing, who was strengthening the outer defense in the rear, heard the sound, and immediately turned around, and saw Mu Yan lying in a pool of blood, his complexion changed, and he immediately took Mu Yan back to the nearest post court with Xiang Qing and his party.
After the group of them left, a pair of white and dust-free boots slowly appeared in the mountains, embroidered with the unique medicinal material patterns of the Western Regions, wearing a dark short beat, with three points of nobility and seven points of calmness on his face, and casually hooked the corners of his lips in the direction where Mu Yan and his party left.
After a while, when the figure disappeared, the man chuckled a few times and slowly left.
The mountains and fields are quiet again, and they are silent.
After half a tea time, Yuanqing quickly whipped Mu Yan back to a clean wing room in the post court, Mu Yan's fingertips suddenly moved, and the blood on his wrist had not stopped, and at this moment the piece of clothing that was originally used to stop the bleeding had been dyed brown and red.
"Point out a few acupuncture points for me, so that the venom doesn't spread again." Mu Yan opened his eyes with difficulty, his voice was faint and almost inaudible, but fortunately, Yuan Qing in front of him was highly focused at the moment, and immediately asked, "Where are the acupuncture points?" β
Mu Yan's lips squirmed a few times, and he said several acupoints above the wound on his hand one by one, Yuan Qing immediately reached out for him to seal the few acupuncture points he said, and the blood momentum suddenly eased a lot, Yuan Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder I can't stop the bleeding, it turns out that the reason is here, Gongzi, you bear the pain, I will change the clothes on your hand, put on clean gauze for you, Xiang Qing has gone to invite a doctor with superb Chinese medicine skills in the city for you." β
Seeing Mu Yan nodded, Yuanqing ripped off the prepared white yarn from the table next to him, replaced the original brown and red clothes, completely covered the wound, and then supported his shoulders, so that he could lie flat on the ground in a comfortable position.
The top of his head was completely the same color at the moment, Mu Yan froze for a moment, and began to recall the poison techniques he had seen or heard in the books before, and when he had not studied the poison techniques thoroughly for a long time, there were already a few slightly hurried footsteps outside the door.
Xiang Qing entered the house with Lang Zhong, who was promoting the best in Jizhou City, Lang Zhong saw that Mu Yan, who was lying on the couch, had a pale face at the moment, and immediately put the medicine box next to his feet, half-squatted to the edge of the couch, reached out to touch his uninjured wrist to check the pulse, and shook his head again after a while: "Childe, this poison is probably difficult to solve, this is a strange poison in the Western Regions, it is rare to see it once in a hundred years, but there are specific methods, but it is slightly dangerous." β
"If you really want to try, you will really be in danger of your life." Lang Zhong sighed and revealed the truth of the diagnosis.
At this moment, Mu Yan was still conscious, and immediately asked slowly: "Then what method are you talking about?" Maybe let me give it a try? β
Although his voice is very weak now, he is unwilling to give up, even if he is dying, he needs to try it in advance, if he really doesn't even want to try, it is really hopeless.
Thinking of this, the corners of Mu Yan's lips couldn't help but hook slightly, and he smiled awe-inspiringly, Lang Zhong saw this, but he was really a little moved: "In fact, although this poison is rare, it exists and has its own solution, but this method is what I read from ancient medical books, does Childe really want to try it?" β
Mu Yan's eyelashes trembled to show his exact meaning, and then he gasped a few times, and his voice became weaker: "I want to give it a try, don't worry, as long as you really try, I will bear the follow-up life alone." β
Lang Zhongyuan was still not very sure, and after listening to Mu Yan's words, he inevitably breathed a sigh of relief, he pondered for a long time, and said confidently: "Actually, I have read medical books in the past that can cure this poison, but I don't have this medicinal material on me, and I have to bother the people around my son to get it." β
Yuanqing saw that things had taken a turn for the better, and immediately hung his head and waited: "You just say, as long as you can save the son, the follow-up reward or something will have your own points." β
Even the follow-up reward can be blurted out by a portable guard, the identity of the poisoned person Lang Zhong has been decided at this moment, he took out Zhang Fangzi from the medicine box, and then added a few more flavors of medicine to the top, and handed it to Yuanqing: "The matter is urgent, please go to the pharmacy in the city to get it quickly, and you will definitely get it back within three hours, otherwise this son will really be in danger of his life." β
Hearing that the time to get the medicine should not be delayed, Xuan Qing took the prescription and immediately rushed to the city with two government guards, while Xiang Qing waited on the side to check the condition of his body at any time.
After Yuanqing went to fetch the medicine, Lang Zhong took out a set of silver needles from his accompanying bag, took out one of them and put it on the fire to roast, and when he was about to aim at the acupuncture point on Mu Yan's elbow, Xiang Qing pulled out a short sword from the scabbard and placed it between his neck, so frightened that he even took several steps back, and the silver needle in his hand was almost not grasped.
"What do you do? Did you just say you wanted to take the medicine? Will this be taking advantage of the lack of people so you want to take advantage of the opportunity? Who do you say you sent to murder our son-in-law? β
Lang Zhong raised his hands high and placed them beside his ears, and his voice was obviously trembling: "No... Not... You misunderstood, I just want to use a needle to stop the poison that is running around in this son's body, you believe me, you see that now I can't escape under your hands, how can I risk killing this son, and I don't even know who your name is. β
Although his words are reasonable, Xiang Qing has seen many characters after all, and now he will not be easily fooled by a Jianghu Lang in two sentences, and he still maintains some vigilance at that time.
Yuanqing entered the pharmacy in the city to ask for medicine according to the prescription, but he ran from the head of the city to the end of the city, and the shopkeeper in the pharmacy told him that one of the medicinal materials called ephedra in the prescription had not been found for a long time.
Seeing his hurried expression, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy pondered for a while and asked: "Not only is the medicinal material you looking for not here, even if you go to the next city, you will only tell you that it has already been bought out, why don't I find a medicinal herb with the same medicinal properties for you?" Why don't you go back and give it a try? β
There is no other way at the moment, Yuanqing hesitated for a long time before nodding, and when the shopkeeper saw this, he hurriedly took out the medicinal materials from the medicinal herb cabinet behind him.
By the time the complete recipe was returned to the post court, the situation was already urgent.
After Lang Zhong took the silver needle from Mu Yan's various acupuncture points for a long time, his body kept twitching, Xiang Qing saw that the situation was not right, and he was a little confused at the moment: "Why did you apply the silver needle and become like this?" Did you really do your best? β
Lang Zhong paced back and forth in place a few times, and the sweat on his forehead was even more densely oozing, and he was even more anxious at that time: "Don't worry, this is just a normal reaction, but according to me, if that attendant doesn't take the medicinal materials back, it will be difficult to rejuvenate if it is really a good hand." β
While the two were talking, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then the moon gate opened inward, and Yuan Qing walked in, explaining the ins and outs of the future in three or two times: "Sir, when I went to look for medicinal herbs, I learned that all the ephedra shops in the city were sold out, and I asked but I didn't know the specific reason." β
"Ephedra?" Lang Zhong's eyebrows furrowed, and after a while, he stretched out again: "It stands to reason that this is not a scarce medicinal material, how come the pharmacy in the whole city can't find it, but the shopkeeper of the pharmacy can replace other medicinal materials for you?" β
Yuanqing put the medicine bag he took from the city on the table, as if he didn't expect Lang Zhong to know about the events at that time: "How did you expect that? The shopkeeper of the pharmacy has indeed changed his medicinal materials, why don't you take a look and see if it works? β
The current situation is already very tense, Lang Zhong can't care about delaying a life for a blind medicinal material, he hurriedly opened the medicine bag on the table, and sniffed carefully with the tip of his nose for a long time: "Okay, let's use it, the medicinal materials that are indeed replaced are the same as the original ephedra." β
"Take it and fry it, I've just finished applying the needle now, the poison on his body is under control for the time being, and now I'm decocting the medicine and drinking it, and then the rest of the reaction depends on the creation. But I don't think it's a big problem, it turns out that when he is healthy, he must have exercised from time to time, right? β
Mu Yan does exercise from time to time, otherwise the bones of the body will naturally not be as healthy as now, if it is not supported by this body, the speed of poison penetration may continue to accelerate, and now there is a normal reaction after acupuncture, which means that the poison is still resolved.
After Lang Zhong instructed him to decoct the medicine, Yuanqing took the medicine bag down, and according to Lang Zhong's instructions, he personally decocted the medicine into two equal parts, poured one of them into a porcelain bowl, and brought it to the wing room where Mu Yan lived.
When he entered, Mu Yan showed no signs of waking up, and when Yuan Qing brought the porcelain bowl to the front of the bed, Xiang Qing and Lieutenant General Lang sat up half-supportively, perhaps the poison was too strong, and Mu Yan's dry lips were still pale after half a day of needle.