Having said that, Yan Qing was still a little frightened as the female nun ate the whole tranquilizing herb, and subconsciously reached out to help.

Although the medicinal properties of the soothing herb are mild, the soothing effect is particularly good, and the average person who takes a leaf will ignore the physical pain and fear, and soon give birth to drowsiness.

This master eats so much in one go, he won't be turned over immediately, right? Sleep for three days and three nights in a row?

Another click of lightning fell, finally tearing through the heavy clouds, and the rain poured down.

The blood at the corners of the nun's mouth was washed away, and the thin clothes were also wet, showing thin shoulders, but the back was still straight.

"I'm fine. The mountain rain stays as a guest, and a few donors go with me to the nunnery to take shelter from the rain, and by the way, return the herbs of this little donor. ”

The nun had a hoarse voice, and she couldn't hear it clearly in the thunder and rain, but she still understood the gesture of welcoming guests up the mountain.

A few people are not polite, the rain is getting heavier, and it is naturally excellent to have a place to shelter from the rain.

Yan Qing was carried in front of him by the black-clothed guards and sat on horseback, giving up the position of the chariot to the weak and wounded nun, and the group quickly went up the mountain.

"Master, are you alright? I'm going out to find you. ”

When I got off the carriage before I got off the house and saw a little guy wearing a coat and a hat and stepping on clogs, holding a big oil-paper umbrella and going out.

"Mingxin, I'm fine, quickly prepare a wing room for a few donors and burn some ginger tea."

The nun commanded, and the little boy looked at her worriedly, her mouth moved without speaking, and she turned her head and ran out to do something.

"There are few people in the nunnery, please take care of yourself."

The nun coughed lightly twice, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and it was very inappropriate to look at the situation.

Yan Qing took a step forward, held her thin arm, and took the initiative to ask:

"I'll show you some superficial ways to relieve pain, right?"

Her experience is all accumulated in her previous life, and her own test is effective!

"Yan Qing must not be rude."

Xiao Lao'an brought someone over, and he had the responsibility to take care of her, and when he saw that she was rude, he hurriedly stopped her.

"No problem."

The nun felt the strength of the kneading on her arm, and was surprised by the accuracy of the little girl's acupuncture, and this technique was quite novel, and there was really some doorway.

She immediately thought of asking for advice, and asked her kindly:

"Just watch it here?"

Yan Qing also helped her press the acupuncture points on her arm to relieve the pain, and said with a smile when she heard the words:

"If you can trust me, I can go back to the bedroom and I will help you press all over your body, then it is naturally the best."

She also knows acupuncture! Of course, it's the same wild way that I found out under the pain, but it definitely has an effect!

If the herbs were complete, and this master was willing to let her go, she was sure that she would soon try to find a way to fight poison with poison and temporarily control the medicinal properties in the opponent's body.

She can't completely detoxify, but how to alleviate the toxicity, how can she feel better, she is good at this!

The nun's face was pale, her pale gray eyes were faintly ominous blue, but her gaze was extremely calm and clear.

"Okay, I'm just about to go back to my room to change into my wet clothes, so you can come with me."

She nodded at Xiao Lao'an, and then instructed the little boy who had not yet taken off his robe:

"Lao An's legs and feet are cold, it should be a foot paralysis disease, you take Lao Anren to the wing room to rest, and then go to get a medicine bag of Bing 17 and fry it, and give it to Lao An."

"Yes, Master, take care, donor of labor."

The little boy agreed, and calmly bowed to Yan Qingji.

Yan Qing smiled back, helped the weak nun back to the bedroom, put the person on the couch, and used all her body skills to help her stop the pain and bleeding, and comb the meridians.

The nun sighed, and a mouthful of hot blood spurted out of her throat, purple and black, with an unpleasant fishy smell.

"If only I could spit it out."

Yan Qing was so tired that he was panting, and he was sweating as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"The poisonous blood in your body has accumulated for many years, and if you continue like this, I'm afraid that your longevity will be hindered."

Yan Qing wiped his sweat, but he was not alarmist.

Judging from her rich experience, the master in front of her who tried medicine by himself was already terminally ill, and it was almost the same to say that it was a medicine stone;

Even if the soldiers risked her way of attacking poison with poison, it was only a temporary half-life, and it had to survive the difficulty of fighting each other with poison.

It's really not optimistic.

The nun lay on the couch, enjoying the rare feeling of relief after vomiting blood, and asked half-asleep:

"Where did you learn this skill, but you saved my life by mistake, I thought I wouldn't be able to survive tonight's ......"

Yan Qing took a breath, took out a needle bag from the medicine box on the table, opened it and looked at a row of silver needles of different thicknesses, his eyes lit up.

She took the silver needle, measured the master's back a few times with her left hand to find the correct position, and quickly lowered the needle with her right hand, neatly and decisively, without dragging mud and water at all.

"Master, my name is Yan Qing, and I will be your personal disciple in the future. Don't worry, I'll do my best to get the master to live a few more years. ”

The nun took the soothing herb, and she gradually fell asleep, and she was pierced by the soles of her shoes, and she only snorted softly, and she never woke up at all.

In order to prepare for this apprenticeship ceremony, Yan Qing worked very hard, acupuncture, steaming medicinal baths, and drawing blood and dispensing medicines, and he was busy all night without sleeping.

Yuantong had a rare good night's sleep, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright.

"Master, drink the medicine."

Yuantong looked at the strangely colored medicinal soup in the little girl's hand, her mouth was immediately bitter, and her eyes were even more rare and complicated, so she hesitated and didn't reach out to take it, and lowered her voice and said:

"It's better to drink it after using the morning food."

Yan Qing shook his head and smiled brightly:

"Drink it hot."

Yuantong looked at her bright little face, sighed secretly and took the medicine bowl: Alas, what a grievance.

…………

Three years later.

The golden light flashed on the tips of the plain-clothed girl's fingers, and a large bloody gold tooth was pulled out and thrown into a small porcelain bowl.

"Okay, you take medicine for two days first, nourish your gums, and see if your body will hurt anywhere."

"I think that's the root of the problem. Gold and silver are good things, but some gold is not pure, and it may be mixed with other things from gold and stone mines to be processed into jewelry, etc., and it is difficult to remove them. ”

"Some people have special physiques, and long-term wearing of such impure gold and silver will cause allergies, such as some little girls with pierced ears, and abscesses and pain when wearing earrings, which is almost the same reason, I call this rich disease, is it quite reasonable?"

The fat man covered his teeth outside, sizzled two breaths of cool air and didn't feel the pain, and then put down his hand and gestured his thumb out.

"The little immortal has obtained the true inheritance of the living Bodhisattva, and of course there is no mention of medical skills. I've been seeing doctors for this problem for many years, and none of them have given me an accurate word, I have a headache and my feet hurt, and I continue to hurt after drinking the medicine, and I have been sinned by my old nose. ”

"This time I came to you, I have the bottom in my heart when I listen to you, I will definitely be good!"

Yan Qing pursed his lips and smiled, and took care of packing up the medicine box.

Before the fat man could say a few words, he saw a little nun who was about as tall as he ran in, and shouted to the senior sister with tears on her face:

"Senior sister, the master is no good, go and take a look!"