Chapter 232: Treating 'Uncle Chen' (2)
A few minutes later, Zhang Yan flattened Uncle Chen on the sofa, got up and looked at Mu Yan, who was still standing in place and was not confident, and said with a smile: "Come here, I'll tell you." ”
Mu Yan smiled and swallowed his throat, walked slowly to the sofa step by step, and said, "Otherwise, come on, I'll help you control your strength." ”
"No, I'll tell you." Zhang Yan was firm and smiled secretly.
"This..."Mu was still hesitant, but seeing the troubles in Uncle Chen's memory, she decided to give it a try.
"Okay, I'll do it." She said, spreading her hands and conjuring up the immortal book that Xu Lanyan gave herself.
"What are you doing here?"
"It's also a study, and I'm going to write it down." As he spoke, Mu Yanxiao conjured a brush with his other hand.
"Okay, you remember." Zhang Yan said helplessly.
Mu Yanxiao turned to the blank page, shook the brush gently, and the brush head had ink.
"You're amazing." Zhang Yan was surprised.
"That's usually the people up there." Mu smiled and said, looking at Uncle Chen who was lying there, "Okay, you can start." ”
Zhang Yan cleared his throat and said, "First of all, you have to find it first..."
Soon, Mu Yanxiao recorded the method in the immortal book, and then read: "First find the remnants of the demon pill left in his mind, and then cast a spell to control the demon pill, bypassing those messy nerves little by little, avoiding touching, and finally carefully forcing it out of that person's mouth." After reading, she looked up at Zhang Yan and said, "I think he can go to your hospital." ”
"You still know hospitals?" Zhang Yan was surprised.
"Well, he told me everything in the car just now, and he said that the doctors in the hospital are very good and can give people craniotomy and so on... So I think," Mu smiled and closed the immortal book, "let's just stop using spells and send him to the hospital for the doctor to see." ”
"Are you stupid?" Zhang Yan was helpless, and crossed his waist with one hand: "He opened the Heavenly Eye because of the Demon Pill, and now what we have to do is to close his Heavenly Eye, which has nothing to do with the doctor." ”
"Then I'll get started." Mu smiled and stretched out his finger and said.
"Just do as I say, and be careful."
"Okay." Mu smiled and nodded, aimed his finger at Uncle Chen's head, and then saw the residue in his brain with his eyes, and took a deep breath and began to cast a spell.
Zhang Yan looked at Mu Dark's smile, and his heart became nervous.
I don't know how long it took, Mu Yanxiao temporarily withdrew his hand.
"Are you alright?" Zhang Yan asked.
Mu smiled and pursed his lips lightly and said, "It's almost good, please help him up." ”
"Okay." Zhang Yan agreed, bent over and gently helped Uncle Chen up, raised his face and asked, "Are you okay?" ”
"Got it under control." Mu said with a smile, stretched out his finger again, and with the brightness of his eyes, he found the remnant of the demon pill resting at his throat, "Found it." As she spoke, she stepped forward and pointed her finger at his throat, and with a verbal incantation, the next moment the thing moved upwards, she quickly withdrew her hand and stood up.
"What are you hiding?" Zhang Yan helped Uncle Chen and didn't react.
"Just spit it out." The next second Mu said this, Uncle Chen coughed dryly twice, and spit out a black light mist.
Because Zhang Yan and Uncle Chen were too close, the moment the light mist touched Zhang Yan's clothes, it turned into a pile of black water dripping on the carpet.
"Ugh." Zhang Yan looked at his clothes with disgust, bent over to put Uncle Chen down, and said distressedly: "My carpet, Mu secretly laughs at you for compensation." ”