Ruan Wushan saw that he had such a demeanor, and couldn't help but be surprised, and forcibly withdrew his right palm, and the palm force retreated, Ruan Wushan gently flicked his sleeves, and the retracting palm power disappeared without a trace.

He turned around with his back and said in a cold voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Yi saw that Ruan Wushan suddenly stopped and no longer harmed him, and he didn't feel a cold sweat on his body, as if he was much more relaxed, and said with difficulty: "I...... I think that I don't have to cry anymore, I just rejoice in my heart......"

After saying these two words, I couldn't catch my anger anymore, and I only felt that I had exhausted all my energy in order to speak.

Ruan Wushan sighed silently, walked slowly to the window, looked out of the window, and did not speak again.

He was not a vicious person, and Fang Cai's behavior was also aroused by the indignation of Ai'er, but at this time, his mood calmed down after taking the palm, and he heard Xiao Yi say this, and the thoughts of the young and the young were a little more.

The wind ripples outside the window, and from time to time the wind blows through the panes and drifts into the room.

After a moment, Ruan Wushan turned around and walked into the bed step by step, looking at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi was born in a big sweat, for example, he was more comfortable, but he still couldn't move his body.

He didn't know what Ruan Wushan was doing, so he slowly closed his eyes and ignored him.

Ruan Wushan looked at him twice, saw that his expression was calm, and he was not afraid at all, and couldn't help but think: "He is still just a child, why should I have the same knowledge as him? When will my stubborn temper get better? It was because of my short temper that Qiu Su left me, and Shou'er became a child without the love of his mother, alas......"

He unconsciously thought back to the past, and sorrow was condensed between his brows, and his eyebrows were tightly locked, as if he wanted to lock the endless sorrow in his heart. His eyes closed, staring in the darkness for a moment, then opening them again.

He spread out his palms, stared at the three small arrows, and said lightly to Xiao Yi: "I can treat your injuries, but I am not completely sure, either you will be cured or you will die, are you willing?"

His voice was very faint and faint, without a trace of affection in it. When it was over, he added: "If you don't want to be cured, you can still lie down like this and die, maybe ......"

Before he could say what he might say, Xiao Yi's faint voice said categorically: "I do." ”

"Good, good. Ruan Wushan swallowed back his unspoken words, he was originally stubborn, but he didn't expect this kid to be much more stubborn than himself, what he wanted to say was that maybe there are still miraculous medical skills in the world, Xiao Yi can be cured when the time comes, listening to Xiao Yi's tone, he knows that he doesn't need to say the rest of his words.

Xiao Yi doesn't seem to have any nostalgia for life and death, or he doesn't understand what life and death are like at all, of course he still has concerns, but he also thinks that he will still miss his relatives after he dies, as if the realm of death will be exactly the same as being alive. He said categorically that he was willing, and he didn't think much about it in his heart, even if he did, he was thinking about being able to reunite with his sister after he recovered from his injury.

Regardless, he saw a glimmer of hope.

Ruan Wushan stopped talking, he put his right palm on Xiao Yi's neck, and with a slight force, he helped Xiao Yi's upper body to sit up.

Xiao Yi lay quietly for many days, and at this time he moved violently, only to feel the breath in his chest rolling, and the large vertebrae on the back of his neck were as if he had been cut by a sharp blade, and the pain was unbearable. He bit his lip tightly to keep himself from screaming, but beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Seeing this, Ruan Wushan said in a flat voice: "You can still sweat at this moment, it seems that the fluid in your body has not been exhausted by the heat poison, and your injuries should be cured." ”

I should be afraid that it can.

It's a very contradictory statement, but in Xiaoyi, I still see hope for recovery.

There was only a glimmer of hope, but it was enough for him.

He bit his lip tightly, let the beads of sweat trickle down, and his thoughts silently condensed in the dantian.

This was originally the essence of his cultivation method of absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, but at this moment, his body sat up, and he inadvertently naturally condensed at this point.

Ruan Wushan's left arm supported Xiao Yi's body, and his right palm came out, slapping at the big points on his back, his palm was soft and rigid, and the hot poison in Xiao Yi's body could be forced out between a beat and a scatter, and Xiao Yi's back acupoints slowly had a sound that could only be heard by extreme ear force, as if there was a hot poisonous gas being slowly forced out.

Ruan Wushan gathered his spirit and skillfully patted Xiao Yi's back.

Xiao Yi's body trembled slightly, his eyes were closed, and a little of his mind was tightly condensed in the dantian, and in a trance, there seemed to be a trace of cool air pouring out from the dantian, which spread out on his back.

Ruan Wushan's palm gradually followed his back, when he reached Baihuan Yu, Ruan Wushan's palm was slightly off, and he felt the slightest cool air emanating from Baihuan Yu on Xiaoyi's back, approaching his palm, he was surprised, I don't know what the reason was, under the surprise, the palm power increased sharply, and he slapped towards Baihuan Yu's acupoint.

This Baihuanyu acupoint is located one and a half inches below the spinous process of the fourth sacral vertebra in the human body, which is the place where the qi of the dantian is transferred, and the hub of the dantian to communicate with the back.

Fang Cai Xiao Yi practiced proficient in the dantian, and the condensed yin qi just came out here, forcing the hot poison Fu Fu all the way, Ruan Wushan's palm slapped away, which was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, not only blocking the road of heat poison overflow in Xiao Yi's body, but under his afterburner, the heat emitted from it forced the emitted heat to the dantian.

The hot poison suddenly overflowed, and Xiao Yi's dantian suddenly burst into flames, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, his body shook forward, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with an "ah".

Ruan Wushan didn't expect this to happen, seeing that Xiao Yi's mouthful of blood was red on the futon, and his body also fell down, he hurriedly helped Xiao Yi's body up and gently settled him down.

I saw Xiao Yi's face pale, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was extraordinarily bright red.

Ruan Wushan couldn't think of how this could happen, and pressed Xiao Yi's pulse, and the pulse moved slightly.

When he pressed it, he was shocked and exclaimed, "What's wrong with you?"

He really couldn't think of why there was such an unexpected change, could it be because of his own power?

He shook his head, the palm he had just made had not reached the point of hurting others.

Xiao Yi's body is hot and poisonous, and his face should be red, but he is pale at the moment, and Fu Fu is just contrary to the hot poison.

It is impossible for him to heal his wounds with the power of his palm, and it is impossible for him to damage his internal organs, so how can he vomit blood?

Could it be that the poison of the small arrow is violent, and the power of his palm has contributed to the overflow of poison?

Xiao Yi only felt that the dantian was swollen and cracked at this time, as if there was a charcoal fire burning there, and when he moved slightly, his chest was in great pain, and if he wanted to move his lips, his chest was even more painful.

Ruan Wushan saw that his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak, and reached out to pat the acupoint in his chest, Xiao Yi only felt that the pain in his chest was slightly reduced, and he opened his mouth and said, "I ......"

After only saying one sentence, his forehead was hot, his throat was dry, and he couldn't speak anymore.

Ruan Wu had never seen such a strange injury, both cold and hot, cold and heat mixed.

Two different symptoms appear on the body of one person at the same time, which is ......

He pondered again, could it be that the heat is extremely cold and cold, and the cold is a deficiency, so that Xiao Yi's body is cold on the surface and hot on the inside?

But under the attack of cold and heat, he should not be forced to spit out blood.

How could Ruan Wushan come up with this?