An alley in the city.
Mei Qian hid behind an empty wooden house, frowning and muttering to himself.
"How can I lose a hundred times in a row and have such bad luck?"
An old voice sounded in his ears.
"You have lost a hundred times and still haven't noticed the clues. Your eyesight is much worse than that of Yun Que."
"His combat power is indeed higher than mine, but compared to my eyesight, I, Mei Qian, will never lose to anyone at the same level! He is just lucky, and I can tell that he won by no means being a trickster." Mei Qian said stubbornly .
"Luck? Haha, he uses virtual punches. He will stare at your hands every time. The moment your fingers are about to form a rock-paper-scissors shape, his virtual fists will respond instantly. In the eyes of anyone, Your punches are all synchronized, no one is cheating, it’s just that their eyesight is faster than yours, so they can win every time." said the old voice.
Mei Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth, and had nothing to say.
He was unconvinced with Yun Que, always.
But this time, Mei Qian had to be convinced.
Not to mention other things, his eyesight alone was beyond his reach.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t lose a hundred times in a row.
Not long after, the old voice reminded:
"It's almost time to go back."
Mei Qian immediately walked out of the alley. He did not go to the city gate, but returned to the dungeon area along the passage.
"No matter how good your eyesight is, you are just a martial artist. Really good things cannot be sensed by a warrior."
Mei Qian looked very proud. He came to the end of the passage and continued digging and rummaging.
Since the other side has been broken through by giant rats, there is not much earth and stone left around.
Soon Mei Qian frowned.
There was nothing but sand and gravel.
"Where is the treasure? You said that there is a treasure aura here. Is there only four Blood Velvet Fruits?" Mei Qian said.
"The Blood Velvet Fruit is worth some money in your eyes, but it is no different from dung in my eyes. How can it be called a treasure?" A halo of light flashed on the breast shield, and then the old voice said with doubts: "The breath of the treasure has disappeared."
"Disappeared? How could it disappear! Except for the Blood Velvet Fruit, Yun Que and I dug up nothing." Mei Qian said.
"The treasure is missing. This is strange. Get out of here as soon as possible." The old voice fell silent after saying this.
Mei Qian did not dare to stay for a long time and immediately left the dungeon area and returned to the city gate.
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Quack shop.
The old doctor is always busy.
There are more and more patients in the hospital. They are all crazy nearby people who want to bite people. They are tied up by their families and sent for treatment.
The few apprentices in the medical clinic were extremely busy.
Mu Qingyao is also helping.
Following the techniques taught by the old doctor, Mu Qingyao roughly learned the three soul-calming needles in less than half an hour, and stabbed a mad woman with her own hands.
The old doctor nodded repeatedly, cast approving glances, and gave Mu Qingyao a very high evaluation.
Extraordinary talent!
It's a pity that the three injections of Zhenhun can only temporarily eliminate the patient's mania. If the toxicity is not eliminated, the patient will still get sick.
The girl who had been treated earlier suddenly became manic again. She bit her mother and rushed to the hall. The corners of her mouth were bloody and her eyes were red, like an evil spirit.
Since Mu Qingyao was the closest, the girl pounced on him and opened her mouth to bite him.
Mu Qingyao held down the girl's head with all her strength, avoiding the other's teeth.
The sick girl became extremely powerful, and Mu Qingyao couldn't control it with her own strength. Several family members of the patients rushed over to help subdue the girl and tie her up again.
The chaos in the hall had just subsided when a group of frantic people, numbering in the dozens, came to the door of the Quack Medical Center.
The teeth of these people were stained with blood, and they had bitten an unknown number of people. They were like a group of wild beasts rushing towards the hospital hall.
The old doctor frowned and sighed deeply.
No matter how fast he treated the patient, it was still not as fast as the spread of the strange poison. He could not recover by himself.
"Mr. Seven, just save people, we'll guard the door!"
A man who had just sent a patient to his home yelled and stood up first.
"Without my husband, there is no hope for my daughter to be cured. I will help guard the door!"
The girl's father also stood up.
"Count me in!"
"I'm coming too!"
"We have blocked the door of the medical center and want to rush in and cause trouble. Kill us first!"
"There are so many of us, how can we not defend one yard?"
"Don't worry, sir, even if we are bitten to death, no one will be let in!"
A dozen men stood at the door.
There are young and old.
These people are of different ages, origins, and status, but what they have in common is their determination to protect their families.
The old doctor's eyes swayed slightly and he remained silent. A certain past event hidden deep in his heart was touched by this scene.
When the beast-like crowd outside the door was about to rush into the medical center, these crazy people suddenly flew up one after another.
He didn't fly by himself, but he was kicked away.
After a burst of fists and feet, the outside of the medical center was clean.
A group of crazy people were all kicked out of the yard, and all of them were hunched over and unable to get up.
"If you don't see a doctor, why are you blocking the road?"
Yun Que complained and strode into the hospital hall.
The dozen or so men at the door were stunned and moved out of the way with a clatter, fearing that they would be knocked away by Yun Que's punches and kicks.
Mu Qingyao wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled.
Then the little princess saw someone following Yun Que. He was slovenly and looked like a beggar. He didn't know where he came from.
"Who is this?" Mu Qingyao asked doubtfully.
"My surname is the sixth, so just call me the sixth." The sloppy man said with a naive smile.
"Wait another half hour and prepare to leave." Yun Que whispered.
Half an hour was enough for Mei Qian to be ready at the city gate.
At this time, the tied girl suddenly let out a scream, and the bulging blood vessels on her forehead burst one after another. Her face was covered with blood, and she was in critical condition.
Due to the shortage of manpower in the hospital, some patients' family members did not know how to treat them and could only stare in panic.
Mu Qingyao reached out to help without hesitation and applied an emergency bandage to stop the bleeding.
Yun Que saw that she was busy alone, so he had to go up to help. The two of them worked together to quickly seal the girl's wound.
But it is only a stopgap measure.
The bandage was soon stained red with blood.
The girl's breath is getting weaker and weaker. If this continues, she will die of excessive blood loss before she gets sick again.
"Uncle Seven, it can't be cured. What is the disease?" Yun Que looked at the old doctor who had just finished treating a patient.
"Severe blood poisoning." The old doctor said in a deep voice: "The strange poison enters the blood, causing the blood to boil. Like a strong wind passing by, flying sand and rocks, the blood will dry up and the person will die overnight."
Hearing this, the family members of the patients in the hospital were stunned. Many people collapsed on the ground and cried.
Mu Qingyao frowned slightly and said:
"It is recorded in ancient medical books that this disease is caused by severe blood poisoning caused by rat poison. The disease spreads thousands of miles away, and corpses litter the fields. It can be cured by combining the blood of the source of the poison with three miraculous flowers."
Uncle Qi nodded slowly and said with approval:
"The little girl is so knowledgeable that she can remember such a rare disease."
"Poison-source blood? I just bumped into a red-haired rat demon." Yun Que said.
The crying in the hospital stopped instantly, and desperate family members looked at him one after another, with hope shining in their eyes.
"It ran away." Yun Que said again.
The crying continued, and the girl who was most seriously ill began to bleed from the corner of her mouth, and her condition worsened.
The girl's parents were in complete despair.
"But I cut off the mouse's tail." Yun Que took off the black bag behind him.
The crying in the hospital stopped again, and people's breathing almost stopped.
Uncle Qi took out the giant rat tail in the black bag, nodded and said:
"The poisonous needle-haired rat is indeed caused by this demon. Such a complete rat tail is enough to extract a sufficient source of poison."
"If Uncle Qi makes the purchase, I'll give you a 30% discount," Yun Que said.
"Rat tail can be used as medicine. It is a rare thing for me. The market price is around 400 taels. I will pay 500 taels."
After saying this, the old man asked the young apprentice to get the banknotes, five in total, one hundred taels each.
Yun Que only accepted three banknotes and said righteously: "Old customers, you must have discounts! This is how I always do business."
The old doctor smiled and collected the remaining banknotes without any further excuses.
With the rat tail, everyone in the hall felt that they saw hope, especially the girl's parents, who were so anxious that they burst into tears, waiting for Uncle Qi to prepare the medicine.
Mu Qingyao's eyes flashed with a trace of unbearability, and she said softly:
"The source of poison is easy to find, but strange flowers are hard to find."
Hearing this, the girl's father was suddenly shocked and asked quickly: "Mr. Seven, couldn't he prepare the antidote? Is the three-talented flower rare?"
"It's more than rare." Uncle Qi sighed and said, "That's a true treasure of heaven and earth."
The girl's father stumbled and fell to the ground, feeling his eyes go dark.
These four words, heaven, material and earth treasure, are destined to have no chance with mortals.
"Is there a Sancaihua in the city? Let's go find it!"
"We are not afraid of our lives!"
"Yes! Let's look for it together. We will definitely find it! As long as we can prepare the antidote, our family will be saved!"
Everyone refused to give up.
Their family members are on the verge of life and death. If they don't save them, they can only wait to die.
Mu Qingyao's pretty face showed bitterness and she whispered:
"Three talented flowers are born in the ice field. The flowers are divided into three colors and fall to the ground without a trace. There are thousands of strange flowers in the world, but only Three Talents travel down the ice."
In just one sentence, people's hopes were completely shattered.
Strange flowers that exist in the land of ice and snow, and can move under the ice on their own. How could such a strange thing be found by a group of mortals?
The hospital became quiet.
Only the patients were left moaning in pain.
The bandage on the girl's forehead was completely stained with blood, her breath was getting weaker and weaker, and she was about to die.
Her parents hugged her tightly silently, like two lifeless old people, with only deep despair left in their numbness.
The old doctor looked at the family of three for a long time and said quietly as if talking to himself:
"I once had a close friend who was my lifelong confidant. She was good at poisoning and I was good at detoxifying. One day she was poisoned by a strange poison during a fight with others. She only had one day left to live. I could have saved her, but in the end she was still alive. died."
Yun Que heard this strangely and asked, "Why did he die if he could be saved?"
"Just because I hesitated for an hour."
Uncle Qi's voice was filled with desolation, and he said: "When I made the decision to save her at all costs, all I saw was a corpse. In order not to embarrass me, she accelerated the circulation of her energy and blood to speed up the time for the poison to develop. "
"This is your fault, Uncle Qi. If you had saved people earlier, there would be no need to separate heaven from man." Yun Que said.
"Yes, I have always regretted it over the years. If I had not hesitated about that hour, she would not have died. There are twelve hours in a day, but in this life, people often only have one thought."
The old man smiled desolately and asked: "Yun Que, if your confidante is about to die in front of you and you need to give up the hope of advancing to a stronger state to save her, would you hesitate."
The confidante mentioned by the old man obviously refers to Mu Qingyao next to him.
"This is a troublesome choice, so I never look for any confidante." Yun Que said.
The old man expected that Yun Que would not answer, so he looked at Mu Qingyao and said:
"Little girl, if it were you, if your best friend was dying and you needed to cut off a finger to save him, what would you choose?"
Mu Qingyao took a deep look at the young man in black next to him and said solemnly: "If a scholar dies for his confidant, it doesn't matter if all his fingers are cut off."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The old man suddenly laughed, stroking his hands and said: "It doesn't matter if all of my fingers are broken! Even a little girl wouldn't hesitate to make a choice, but I hesitated for an hour and regretted it for half my life... I caught fire!"
As soon as the old man caught fire, two young apprentices ran to prepare with rat tails.
Starting a fire is the first step in making medicine.
Yun Que frowned slightly. He knew Uncle Qi very well, but he had no idea about his origins.
Yun Que only knew that this old man had amazing medical skills, was generous with his actions, and was a very good person.
"Uncle Qi, is there a Sancaihua in your medical clinic?" Yun Que asked doubtfully.
"It's not available in the medical clinic, nor in the city, and maybe not in the entire Jin Kingdom, but I have it on me."
Uncle Qi smiled casually and chanted: "The front stream is independent and the stream is flowing. The heron recognizes the red clothes and is not surprised. I want to ask about the loneliness of the world. The string of the boy's teeth is absolutely silent."
Click!
A flash of sword light flashed, and Uncle Qi actually cut off his little finger with a dagger!
The old man grabbed his little finger and threw it to a young apprentice, and said loudly:
"Medical!"
