Looking at the dark eyes, Xia Fanyin subconsciously trembled.

If it weren't for the fact that she knew that this strange poison would not cause people to fall unconscious all the time, I am afraid that this man would have thought that this man was a liar—but no, he didn't know that she knew how to heal, could it be that he would think that by taking advantage of his poisoning, she would be able to come back?

Absolutely, yes, no, yes, yes!

Oh, this weird poison has an even weirder name - it's called Queqiao Immortal.

Many, many sporadic thoughts flashed through Xia Fanyin's mind, and when she met his gaze, her face was calm.

She tried to suppress all the things in her head, and the old god coughed and said to Fuchen: "This lord, you go and prepare some ginger first, and I will release some poisonous blood for Jiuqiansui later, and the effect will be better if you take the medicine after it is over." ”

Fuchen's eyes lit up, "Can a divine doctor cure a nine-thousand-year-old poison?" ”

She nodded, "It will take some time, it may take half a month to be completely cleared." However, he should be able to come to his senses in two days. ”

Fuchen almost cried with joy.

So many doctors were all incomprehensible before, and this one in front of me is simply a miracle doctor among miracle doctors!

He wasn't worried about anyone daring to lie to him, and if he did, he would kill the other party with a single blow - and no one would be so bold!

He bowed to her deeply, "You're a miracle doctor!" ”

Fuchen turned to go out, and the man on the bed closed his eyes again after a brief opening.

She exhaled lightly, and sorted out the simple medicine box she had just bought from the medical hall, which only contained some bone-setting medicine for treating external injuries, and as for his poison, she had to let Fuchen prepare other medicinal materials.

Fuchen quickly brought in ginger.

Xia Fanyin took out the knife, roasted it on the candle flame until it was scorching, and took the man's hand, and the blood jade wrench suddenly jumped into her eyes.

Her pupils shrank, and she slashed hard at the knife.

Fuchen's face couldn't bear it, "Divine doctor, are you sure ......?"

She interrupted lightly, "Didn't your master teach you, when the doctor treats the disease, don't point fingers at people who don't know medical skills." ”

“…… It's me who is not good, and I offended the divine doctor. ”

Xia Fanyin ignored him, put nearly half a basin of blood from Quan Qianjiu's hand, and saw that the man's face was pale inch by inch, and Fuchen almost couldn't help but make another sound, so she stopped, wiped his wound with ginger water and bandaged it.

Then he wrote a prescription and handed it to Fuchen, asking people to find the medicinal materials in it.

When he got up, his eyes inadvertently swept over another thing on the bedside - the lifelike jade carved doll.

Xia Fanyin's face changed slightly, and she felt a little ridiculous.

So far, what is he doing with these things?

…………

The poison of Quan Qianjiu is not difficult to understand, Xia Fanyin was arranged to live in the side courtyard of the mansion, she wanted to inquire about the Jiangyang thief several times, but Fuchen would bring the topic over every time, as if there was some secret that could not be said.

The more Fuchen is like this, the more she believes that there is a cat in it.

Two days later, Kwon finally came to his senses.

At that time, Xia Fanyin was sitting on the edge of his bed, continuing to bleed him—Fuchen felt that the blood of the nine thousand years old was about to be drained.

When the man woke up, she didn't notice it at first.

It wasn't until that sharp gaze stared at her for a long time that she looked up consciously.

Facing his gaze, her face did not change, and she said calmly, "Nine thousand years old, are you awake?" ”