Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Temple of Emperor Guan (1)

Haitang and Ji'er stood up together and walked briskly towards Ling Shuang, and soon, they also saw two men lying on the ground, one with his eyes closed, with more air out and less air in; One of the upper bodies was raised, leaning against the wall, although his face was pale and his brows were slightly frowned, it was difficult to hide his handsome and dusty face.

It was him who spoke coldly just now.

The space behind the statue of Emperor Guan is very narrow, except for the two of them, only one person can be inserted. Haitang pulled out the angry Ling Shuang: "I'll go in and take a look, they can't move anyway, if there is anything wrong, it's not too late for you to kill them again." ”

Ling Shuang came back to his senses and stopped: "The third master said don't sympathize with the bad guys!" ”

Begonia and the man laughed at the same time. Haitang thought of Xie San's appearance when he said this, and thought it was funny, but the man sneered that he had become a bad person. Haitang whispered: "They came first, we arrived later, what I saw was the first patient, and they were all dying." ”

As she spoke, she had already squatted down to take the pulse of the half-leaning man: "You have internal injuries...... And poisoned? …… Where is the wound? ”

The man wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was a little surprised when he heard her words, he didn't expect that this little girl with beautiful eyebrows and red lips would actually know how to heal!

He laughed and said, "Sure enough, it's heaven and I!" Since you know how to heal, you can help him take a look first, I can still breathe a sigh of relief. ”

"The order in which a doctor treats the sick does not ask whether he is inferior or inferior, but only who is easier to treat. If you want me to save him, please let me see your wounds quickly. Begonia said undoubtedly: "I suspect that you have been hit by a cow hair needle!" ”

"Cow hair needle?" The man's cold face flashed with a hint of suspicion, hesitated, he took off his clothes, revealing the wound on his right arm, the wound was very small, it should have been injured by the hidden weapon that fed the poison, and the circle around the wound was already a little black.

"Fortunately, it's your right arm, if you hit your left arm, Grandpa Guan won't be able to save you." Haitang took out the small porcelain bottle from her arms and asked Ji'er to get her medicine box.

"Why?" The man asked, confused.

"Because the left arm is closer to the heart!" Haitang said as she poured out two antidote pills and stuffed them into the man's mouth together, and the man stared at her intently, as if he wanted to see her through. She fed him medicine, but he didn't hesitate to open his mouth to eat.

Haitang was a little funny: "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?" ”

"I'm dying anyway, so why waste your poison?" He said disdainfully, Tu Mi is handsome, weak but charming.

Haitang lowered her eyes and turned her head to wait for Ji'er to hand over the medicine box.

"Frost, get the torch closer, you can't see the backlight here." Ling Shuang was overjoyed, the girl called her like this, she thought it was so good! All of a sudden, the mood became beautiful, too.

Begonia took out a silver needle, and the man stopped her hand and asked, "You and I don't know each other, why do you want to save me?" ”

"Actually, I don't know why I want to save you, it's just that I can't see the patient I can save in front of me, and I can still be indifferent." Begonia sighed.

The man did not let go, and then asked, "What if I am the one you say is a bad person?" ”

"If you were a bad person, you wouldn't have ignored your own injuries, and you would have brought this half-dead companion here and hid it here with you, and you wouldn't have let me treat him first." Begonia pointed to the man's leg.

Only then did Shuang'er see that the man's posture on one leg was very weird, and it should have been dislocated.

He was still cold, but not as cold as he had been at the beginning. He let go of the hand that was holding his clothes and slowly took them off, revealing his muscular upper body. Muscles are visibly tense from tension.

The root of Haitang's ears was slightly hot, but he smiled and comforted the man: "It doesn't hurt to prick a needle, it's like a mosquito bite." You relax, your muscles are so stiff, my silver needle is about to bend into a fishhook. The man wanted to laugh a little, but he sniffed twice, lowered his head and pretended not to care about the past, but his whole body relaxed.

Begonia did not hesitate, and quickly flowed from the wound along the blood veins to the needles, and at once more than 20 needles pierced all the way to the heart.

She turned back to Shuang'er and said, "Okay, you guys stand back and wait, don't make a sound, I'm going to listen to the pulse." ”

With that, she put her fingers together again, closed her eyes and stopped talking. Suddenly, a smile appeared on Begonia's face, she opened her eyes, but she didn't want to see that handsome face, looking at her inquiringly in front of her with a smile.

"The seventeenth needle. You can still be saved. She immediately sealed the blood veins near the seventeenth needle with the other three needles, "If you still want to live, sit back." You should be still now, not moving. ”

As she spoke, she had already counted all the hanging needles she had left before. It can be seen that Begonia breathes a sigh of relief.

"Let me tell you about it now," Haitang said softly: "The plum blossom needle in you is fed with poison, but the amount of poison is small, and the toxicity is also common, and the antidote pill I gave you is enough to dissolve it." But this plum blossom needle is just a carrier, and it is also a trick. The most terrifying thing is the companion needle, the cow hair needle. ”

"Cow hair needle?" The man repeated, staring blankly at her.

Haitang nodded and said: "The cow hair needle is too fine and soft, and it can't penetrate the skin alone, so you have to rely on the plum blossom needle to get in." This person may be from Chudi, I have seen it in the medical book of Chudi, introducing such a needle technique. The only clue left by it is that there will be a very small superfluous ripple in the pulse. ”

"Okay, I'll tell you what to do next." Seeing that the man didn't speak, Haitang said again: "Next, I'm going to cut this blood vessel, uh, not to cut it, but to cut an opening diagonally and release the needle from here." ”

After Haitang finished speaking, she looked at him with encouraging eyes.