The little girl's words made the room quiet again.

Meng Fang and Nie Chen never thought that Xiao Yichen's condition would be so complicated, and the corners of Xiao Yichen's tightly closed mouth revealed his state of mind.

Xiao Qingtian is right, although he has not shown the torment of his injury on his heart over the years, but every time in the dead of night, he will look closely at his legs and feel extremely annoyed.

It is false to say that he is not depressed, a major general who dominates the battlefield suddenly can't even walk, which is a fatal blow to anyone.

Meng Fang glanced at Xiao Yichen's expression and knew that the little girl was telling the truth.

Leg disease will indeed torment the body of the fifth son, not to mention how long he can live, I am afraid that even if he lives, he may not be able to spend his life comfortably.

"Xiao Qingtian, if you want to take out this needle, can you do it?"

Speaking again, Xiao Yichen suddenly dispersed the worries between his eyebrows, of course he was unwilling to be a self-pitying waste young master, if he could really stand up again, even if he couldn't recover his martial arts, it would be worth suffering.

"As long as it can be cured, any pain can be endured by my uncle!"

At this time, Xiao Yichen no longer had the state of mind when he was playing with the little girl before, and he was completely determined and determined.

Su Qingtian originally wanted to explain the possible suffering of taking the needle, but now that the little uncle has made up his mind, she won't say more.

"Uncle Nie went to the housekeeper and grandfather to boil water to prepare, and the little uncle needs to take a medicinal bath immediately after taking the needle."

"Okay."

When Nie Chen heard this, he turned around and ran all the way out of the hospital.

"Uncle Meng, I'm sorry for you to stand at the head of the bed and help the little uncle."

Seeing that Xiao Yichen wanted to open his mouth to refute, Su Qingtian explained, "The severe pain and some of the physical reactions are not something you can control, little uncle. ”

"Only when my body is kept in a stable posture can I take out the silver needle as quickly as possible, so that the damage to your body can be minimized."

Hearing this, Xiao Yichen understood that today's needle removal was a tough battle to test his body's endurance, he exchanged glances with Meng Fang, and slowly turned around and lay on the bed.

Xiao Yichen has always been confident in his willpower, even if he has been suffering from leg disease for many years, the tenacity in his heart has never changed.

But Xiao Qingtian is right, how many iron-blooded men on the battlefield can't control their behavior when they face great pain, it's not that they are cowardly, but that there is always a limit in the body that cannot be surpassed.

Youmeng is put aside, which can also ensure that the little girl will not be accidentally injured when taking the needle.

Looking up and looking around, Su Qingtian got up and climbed up the circle chair to take down the landscape painting hanging on the wall, and took out the scroll and took it to Xiao Yichen.

"If it hurts too much, bite this so as not to hurt your tongue."

It hurts to the extreme, and it is common to bite the root of your teeth.

The purpose of taking the needle is to allow Xiao Yichen's body to recover, and if he hurts elsewhere during the needle removal process, it will backfire.

Xiao Yichen knew Su Qingtian's kindness, and he did not refuse to take the painting scroll directly.

The clothes on the back are lifted from below, and a cool feeling hits the skin.

"Little uncle, I'm ready to start, you endure a little pain."

After Su Qingtian instructed, he took out a cinnabar pen from his sleeve, and then quickly drew a talisman in the middle of Xiao Yichen's waist.

The talisman covered a large area of skin, and the muscles under the talisman instantly atrophied at the moment of lifting the pen, and even reached the black and blue appearance of flesh and blood necrosis.

"This ......"

Meng Fang was speechless in shock when he saw such a strange scene.

If it weren't for the fact that it was his own little lady who was drawing talismans in front of him, he would have thought that someone from outside wanted to kill Xiao Yichen with a talisman.

The rapid necrosis of the muscles brought a huge sense of pain, and Xiao Yichen, who was lying on the bed, kept twitching and shaking his whole body, and the sweat on his forehead immediately soaked the pillow.

Even though Xiao Yichen wanted to restrain himself, the severe pain lost his nervous power, making him unable to control his body at all.

"Hmm......"

Unable to bear it, he finally snorted coldly, grabbed the scroll and put it in his mouth and bit it tightly.

"Xiao Qingtian, this is too ......"

"It's the only way."

Su Qingtian looked at Meng Fang and explained, "There is a spell on that needle, and only by creating the illusion of body necrosis can you deceive the person who casts the spell and the spell itself." ”

"When you wait for the needle to be removed, it can also reduce the damage to my uncle's body."

Hearing Su Qingtian's explanation, Meng Fang immediately understood how powerful the spell on the silver needle was.

"It's almost hot, I'm ready to get the needle."

Su Qingtian knelt beside Xiao Yichen and instructed Meng Fang, "The time to take the needle will be a little long, if the little uncle can't bear it, Uncle Meng will knock him out." ”

Meng Fang was slightly stunned, and immediately understood that the little girl was trying to help Xiao Yichen, so she let herself stun him.

But I also know Xiao Yichen, if it is not really uncontrollable, I will never want to pass out like this.

He has to remember the pain and keep motivating himself to move forward.

The muscles under Xiao Yichen's waist talisman were already black and purple, Su Qingtian saw the opportunity, and his sword finger condensed into a silky purple thunder, and quickly clicked on the position of the silver needle.

Purple thunder entered the inside through the flesh of the lower back, quickly enveloping the silver needle.

The spell engraved on the silver needle was disturbed by an external force, and quickly emitted thin black threads in all directions, which entered the hair and wrapped around Xiao Yichen's internal organs.

Su Qingtian naturally expected this trick, so she drew the talisman with cinnabar in advance.

No matter how effective the spell is, it can only be explored within the range of her rune.

The muscles and organs wrapped in the talisman have become exhausted and dead, and the thin black threads cannot find life to nourish the spell.

The spell without energy gradually lost its momentum, and the wriggling of the black silk slowed down.

Meng Fang looked at Su Qingtian's sword finger attached to Xiao Yichen's waist, and a trace of purple light flashed in his eyes.

He didn't understand what the little girl was doing, but judging from Xiao Yichen's increasingly trembling body, the man in front of him was suffering inhumanely.

And Su Qingtian is not easy, the person who placed the spell is extremely cautious, in order to ensure that the host is indeed dead, the black silk still refuses to give up and explores around.

didn't dare to take out the silver needle rashly, after all, such a simple action was related to Xiao Yichen's life.

Just as Su Qingtian was holding her breath and concentrating, Nie Chen carried hot water back and forth from outside to the back of the screen, and poured a bucket full of bath water.

"The water is ready."

Nie Chen put the wood aside, walked lightly to the back room to look at the scene on the bed, and asked in a low voice, "Do you need me to prepare anything?" ”

"No, you don't."

"The timing was just right!"

After the delicate voice was finished, Su Qingtian waved his sword finger back.

I saw a silver needle wrapped in purple thunder and lightning flying out of Xiao Yichen's back waist and shooting into the wall behind him with a "bang".

(End of chapter)