Xie Mingzhou walked up to Liu Xiaoke and let out his thoughts to scan carefully, trying to find the reason why his high fever did not go away.

Generally speaking, the symptoms of fever in traditional Chinese medicine are viewed from two aspects, one is internal injury, that is, the inflammation and tumor of internal organs, fever is characterized by low body temperature, basically in the range of low fever, Liu Xiaoke has a high fever to the point of coma, which is obviously not caused by internal injury.

The second is the external sense, which is the cold, the human body is invaded by the evil of wind, cold, wind and heat, and the pores are blocked, so that the heat in the body cannot be dissipated, which will lead to an increase in body temperature. Often when there is a fever, there is no sweat, which is the proof of pore occlusion, if there is too much heat in the body, once the pore occlusion appears, high fever is inevitable, and the body temperature will rise quickly.

But Liu Xiaoke's symptoms were neither trauma nor external sensations, he not only had a high fever, but also sweated profusely, which proved that his pores were not occluded, so the above two reasons can be ruled out.

Xie Mingzhou also carefully checked his brain, but still didn't find any abnormality, and now there is only one possibility, that is, there is something wrong with the divine soul!

The human brain is magical and infinite, but people don't know much about it, let alone the invisible and shadowless soul in the mud pill, ordinary people generally understand the divine soul as the spirit, but in the eyes of a monk like Xie Mingzhou, the divine soul is not only tangible and qualitative, but also not just spiritual.

Ordinary people's souls were weak, and ordinary divine thoughts were basically incomprehensible, Xie Mingzhou used the soul searching technique and slowly invaded Liu Xiaoke's mud pill.

As soon as Shen Nian entered the mud pill, that sense of familiarity struck again, but this time the feeling was much clearer, Xie Mingzhou's curiosity was aroused, and the imperial envoy Shen Nian quickly went to the depths of the mud pill.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with the divine souls!" Xie Mingzhou muttered as he looked at the two entangled divine souls in front of him, one large and one small.

Both of these groups of divine souls emitted a dim white light, the larger one was large but not condensed, and the smaller one was much more condensed, and that familiar feeling came from that small group of condensed divine souls.

Xie Mingzhou was sure that the small group of divine souls was not Liu Xiaoke's, but he didn't know who it was. He condensed his thoughts into a bundle and stabbed into the small group of souls.

As if a steel needle had punctured the balloon, the spirit trembled and slowly withered. It turned out that just now, Xie Mingzhou had already used the soul searching technique, wanting to know who this soul that made him feel familiar was.

After only a moment, Xie Mingzhou couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it turned out that this group of divine souls was none other than the Huangmei Zhenjun who chased and killed himself with four other Tribulation Period monks when he was in the Female Immortal Realm!

Huangmei Zhenjun was the most arrogant when he chased and killed himself, Xie Mingzhou had already kept his breath in his heart, and he wanted to take revenge when he had a chance in the future, until he was finally cornered, and then he desperately fought back and killed the other party with a sword.

How do you know that this Huangmei Zhenjun was shot in the head by Xie Mingzhou's sword, and the Yuan Shen also dispersed, but there was a trace of remnant soul along with Xie Mingzhou's inheritance hall, which penetrated into the fetal membrane hole of heaven and earth that was broken by the palm force, and happened to fall to the place of Luoyang, Huaxia.

This remnant soul only retains a small part of the memory of Huangmei Zhenjun, but it also knows that it is good luck and avoids evil, it runs into the ancient tomb of Pishan to absorb yin qi to restore the soul, but the ghost in this mountain is low in strength, and it is lonely and yin, although this remnant soul is also a soul, it is a trace of the monk's soul, and the soul of the ordinary person after death is different, just absorbing yin qi is useless.

After thinking about it, this remnant soul moved the idea of taking away, and somehow chose Liu Xiaoke, who was only more than seven years old at the time, after it drilled into Liu Xiaoke's mud pill, it wanted to devour his soul and be reborn!

Who knew that this Liu Xiaoke was talented, and his soul was much stronger than ordinary people, and he was on a par with the remnant soul of Huangmei Zhenjun, Liu Xiaoke fell into a coma, and this remnant soul also exhausted his soul power and fell into a deep sleep.

Of course, the hospital couldn't find out what the reason was, and later sent it to Qin Zhenguan, and Zhihao Daoist only helped him expel the yin qi, but the real root, the remnant soul of Huangmei Zhenjun, remained in Liu Xiaoke's mud pill.

In this way, Liu Xiaoke's body has one servant and two masters, and he has to raise two divine souls, and these two divine souls are still restless, and they still start small fights from time to time in the mud pills, and Liu Xiaoke has always been sick and unable to fight his spirits, which is the reason.

Seeing that Liu Xiaoke was getting bigger and bigger, and his soul was gradually becoming stronger, Huangmei Zhenjun's remnant soul knew that if it dragged on any longer, he would definitely not be able to escape a soul scattered, so after more than ten years of stinging, he finally launched a fighting blow.

If it weren't for Xie Mingzhou's encounter this time, even if Liu Xiaoke won the battle with Huangmei Zhenjun's remnant soul, he would inevitably fall seriously ill, and there was even a great possibility that he would never wake up again.

With the strength of Huangmei Zhenjun, even in his heyday, he was not the enemy of Xie Mingzhou, let alone a trace of remnant soul that escaped now? But the difficult point is that this remnant soul is now entangled with Liu Xiaoke's divine soul, and if you want to refine this remnant soul, you have to separate them first.

Xie Mingzhou used the soul searching technique to understand the situation a little, and then he was ready to dispose of this remnant soul.

The people next to them had different expressions, the Lion King, Butterfly Dance and Yiyuan Yifeng must have believed in Xie Mingzhou's ability, they sat on the sofa and drank tea carelessly, and Lao Liu's family of three was so nervous that their palms were sweating, for fear that bad news would come out of Xie Mingzhou's mouth.

The doctor and the two nurses on the side were disdainful and a little curious, and several people on the sofa were all dressed in Taoist robes, and their identities were self-evidently Taoist priests, especially the white-bearded and white-haired old Taoist, who had a touch of vulgarity and dust in his gestures, and thought that he was a master with real skills.

In the past 20 years in Luoyang, because of the Qinzhen Temple, everyone has recognized the Taoist temple, and they will not think that those monks and Taoists are liars who pretend to be gods and ghosts as before, and these doctors and nurses are curious, just to see how these Taoist priests will treat this boy who can't find the cause.

But the one who stepped forward to see this boy was the youngest of several people, seeing that he was wearing ordinary casual clothes, not like a monk cultivator, the most important point is that this young man looks no more than twenty years old, not much older than the boy lying on the surgical cart, even if he starts to learn skills in his mother's womb, he shouldn't learn much at this age, right?

"Xiao He, you go and measure the patient's current body temperature, if the situation is not right, we have to take measures to cool down, otherwise it will be cured in the future, and I am afraid that it will also leave sequelae!" Dr. Zhang, who was staring at Liu Xiaoke closely, whispered to the nurse next to him.