Chapter 1172: Take the Pulse

Xiao Rongqin didn't know who was so broken-mouthed.

She subconsciously went to look at Xiao Fuyi.

Xiao Fuyi bowed his head slightly, and Xiao Rongqin's heart instantly had a bottom.

She introduced to Wu Shu: "Master Wu Shu, this is the first place in this year's freshman assessment, Senior Brother Ning Shui." ”

"It's her brother Ning Xi on the bed."

"Hmm." Wu Wei only snorted, didn't look at Xiao Fuyi, and walked directly past her and walked to the bed.

Xiao Fuyi saw that he was in a very fast shape, and knew that if he stopped him, he was afraid that his identity would be exposed, so he simply let him take the pulse.

"He was poisoned?"

Wu Rescue didn't think about Gu at first.

Just by probing the pulse, he knew that Yan Zhaoxi's pulse was abnormal.

"Not only is it poisoned, but the true qi in the body is scattered, violent, and there are signs of going mad."

The result of the hopeless pulse is basically the same as Xiao Fuyi's judgment.

After he finished taking the pulse, there was a burst of ecstasy on his face: "Wonderful! It's been a long time since the old man has seen a patient with such a peculiar pulse. ”

"Playing the piano, but you used a needle to temporarily seal the violent qi in his body for him?"

Xiao Rongqin knew that he couldn't hide it, so he nodded: "Yes, Lianqin is just trying to channel the meridians for him." However, if he wants to completely digest the internal breath in his body that does not belong to him and dispel this violent aura, he has to rely on himself. ”

"Oh?"

The Helpless Elder's sharp eyes stared at Xiao Rongqin, like a falcon.

"Not even your unique acupuncture technique in Queshan?"

The helpless elder knew that Xiao Rongqin was a lineage of Queshan, and he did not forcibly accept Xiao Rongqin as an apprentice.

Just give the other person a little guidance.

What she learned in Queshan is actually beyond the reach of most people.

Others can't learn Queshan's unique acupuncture skills, and Xiao Rongqin doesn't need to learn his.

Queshan acupuncture is coveted by many people, but everyone doesn't have that ability, and they can only blame themselves.

Things that other apprentices can't handle are easy to solve in the hands of Xiao Rongqin.

He didn't expect that there was also a condition that Xiao Rongqin also found tricky.

"Queshan's acupuncture techniques can only temporarily relieve the pain of Senior Brother Ningxi, temporarily prevent him from going mad, but there is no way to cure it."

Xiao Rongqin shook her head.

In the face of no help, she didn't plan to hide it.

They can hide from someone whose medical skills are worse than their own, but they can't hide from an old Jianghu who is already skilled in medicine.

"It's strange, instead of sealing the violent qi in his body, it's better to let him digest it."

The helpless elder once again took Yan Zhaoxi's pulse and muttered for a moment.

He came up with a new idea.

Xiao Rongqin fell into thought.

Xiao Fuyi was a little unimpressed.

If she could really help the puppy digest and devour this violent aura, she would have done so a long time ago.

Why wait until now?

"Is there a way to save the elders?"

Xiao Fuyi looked at the helpless and asked.

No help, as if only then did she discover her existence.

People who study medicine are actually quite sensitive to their own kind.

Especially a drug addict like this.

He seemed to smell the smell of rare elixir on Xiao Fuyi's body.

"The solutions are all thought up by people, and you also study medicine?"

He got up, looked Xiao Fuyi up and down, and even sniffed at her.

If Xiao Fuyi didn't know what he was smelling, I'm afraid he would have been arrested as a pervert.

"I know a little bit about fur."

Xiao Fuyi habitually retains a few points.

It's not modest, because there is a light and breezy confidence between her eyebrows.

"I don't like humble people."

Helpless looked at her for a long time before he said.