In the elegant courtyard, the two people sat opposite each other.
Ye Jinxiao said it bluntly: "The lips are bloodless, the corners of the eyes are dark, and the breath is shallow and short."
His eyes fell on the back of the man's hand:
"He lost too much blood and his blood supply was insufficient. If he hadn't been in good health, he might have been a corpse."
Jun Wuji raised his eyes and looked at her meaningfully: "Guess what kind of poison I was poisoned by?"
"At least five."
Poisons in the body feed and inhibit each other. No matter which one is eliminated, if the other four poisons lose their balance, people will die instantly.
The only way: to eliminate the five poisons together.
But they are born to be in conflict with each other, and the detoxification drugs are also in conflict with each other.
In other words, there is no medicine in the world that can cure his poison.
"Purple sandalwood snake skin can only relieve toxins when used as medicine. Every time you vomit blood, you will feel your body is light and relaxed."
He vomited blood many times before spitting out this dead face.
Jun Wuji narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes sharp, as if she wanted to find out something from her face.
According to the investigation, she did not know medical skills.
"What's the solution?"
Ye Jinxiao raised his right hand, and he spread his wrist knowingly, placing it on the table, and her fingertips gently touched it.
Diagnosing the pulse, he frowned:
"How long have you been poisoned?"
"Most of the year."
"You've been holding on for so long. Why didn't you see me earlier when I said you could heal me?"
Because he has a good face! !
Xiaoyao Wang, who was hiding in the room and peeking, shouted silently.
Xiao Hen was sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating and repairing his internal injuries, when he saw King Xiaoyao poking at the crack of the door, sticking his butt out, looking like a thief.
There was a moment of silence: "..."
Jun Wuji: "Busy."
Ye Jinxiao laughed in an uncertain tone: "He doesn't even care about his own life. The master of the Xiangsi Sect is really a busy man."
At the same time, he is also surprisingly young.
He seemed to be in his early twenties, about the same age as Chu Yuci.
I thought that the leader of the Acacia Sect, who was famous in the world and involved in various countries, was at least an old man in his fifties or sixties.
After a moment, Ye Jinxiao withdrew his hand:
"Your symptoms can be cured, but it will take some effort."
"Oh?" Jun Wuji raised her eyebrows, half-smiling but not smiling, "Princess Yu's medical skills are actually better than those of the Divine Doctor Valley?"
In the past six months, I have searched for countless doctors, but no one has ever dared to boast like this.
"Just because other people can't heal, doesn't mean I can't."
Ancient medical skills were backward, but she had the most advanced modern medical technology in her hands.
"The multiple toxins in your body restrain each other and are bound to each other. No matter which one is touched, it will trigger other toxins and affect your life. The only way is to exchange blood."
Jun Wuji was slightly surprised: "You want this sect leader to use evil magic?"
There is no such thing as blood transfusion in ancient medical techniques.
Putting one person's blood into another person's body really sounds like some kind of evil cult.
"It's just a treatment."
"Various substances in the human body are carried by cells in the blood and transported to various locations in the body. The poisons you have absorbed are integrated into the cells and spread throughout the body. Only by replacing the blood in your body can these poisons be stabilized. Despite the toxicity, it can be safely excreted from the body.”
Jun Wuji doesn't quite understand these.
However, he had tried exchange of blood.
"To be honest, after being poisoned, my sect leader frequently vomited blood, and over time he became unable to do what he wanted. He tried drinking other people's blood, but it didn't work."
Ye Jinxiao felt slightly amused:
"Not for drinking."
The mouth, esophagus, and stomach are connected to the large and small intestines, and are eventually excreted as feces, which is difficult to absorb.
"It can only be effective if someone else's blood is injected into your arteries."
Jun Wuji lowered her eyes.
She really dared to say that she would cut an artery, blood would spatter, and her life would be in danger.
"Blood types also need to be matched. Only people with the same blood type can transfuse blood to each other. Not just anyone can transfuse blood."
Ye Jinxiao turned over his hand and took out the tools and blood type test paper from the bracelet hidden in his sleeve.
The test paper is lightweight and convenient. When stained with blood, it only takes three seconds to detect the blood type.
The silver needle pricked Jun Wuji's fingertips.
Squeeze out a drop of blood, smear it on the test paper, and get the result after a while: "Type A."
"What is this?"
Jun Wuji has never seen one, let alone heard of blood type.
What is the blood type?
"You don't have to worry about it." Ye Jinxiao said, "You just need to know that we each have what we need and I will try my best to heal you. That's enough."
"..."
This was the first time someone dared to speak to him in such an impatient tone.
"You must find someone with type A blood before you can transfuse your blood."
"I come!"
In the room, King Xiaoyao was the first to rush out, and the injured Xiao Hen also came out quickly: "I will try it too, my subordinates."
Ye Jinxiao pricked their fingertips with a needle.
After the test, both were type B.
"You guys can't do it, let others try too."
Xiao Hen frowned and was suddenly embarrassed: "Princess Yu doesn't know something. The sect leader has a special identity and is poisoned. Once his position is exposed, he may attract enemies. We are the only ones who know about this elegant garden."
"Oh, does that have anything to do with me?"
She is only responsible for treating people and has nothing to do with anything else.
King Xiaoyao looked at her: "You..."
"Don't expect me to donate blood. Donating blood will hurt your body. I'm not that great yet." Ye Jinxiao immediately refused.
"..."
He was rejected before he finished speaking. Could she have predicted it?
Xiao Hen: "..."
Isn’t it said that doctors are benevolent?
She looks nothing like a doctor.
Jun Wuji looked at the thing in her hand, which was unfamiliar to her and seemed to know some kind of secret skill.
He was interested in the epidemic and the rescue of people on the street yesterday.
"Xiao Hen, ask Fu Ying to pick a few trustworthy confidants."
"Yes, Master."
Ye Jinxiao: "Prepare another 108 medicinal materials. Go find someone first and prepare all the medicinal materials at the same time. There are some very scarce medicinal materials and I'm afraid I won't be able to find them all in a short time. I'll come back in five days."
Xiao Hen immediately took the pen and ink.
She picked up her pen and nearly broke her hand while writing more than a hundred medicinal materials.
A full three pages.
"Thank you, Princess Yu."
Ye Jinxiao has not forgotten that she was almost killed by Xiao Hen that day. If Ye Qi had not appeared in time, she would have been a corpse.
He replied calmly: "A doctor has the heart of a parent."
Snapped!
Jun Wuji suddenly crushed the cup.
Treat the sick and take advantage of him?
King Xiaoyao immediately held him down and told him not to be angry. When asking for help from others, he should keep a low profile and be low-key. Don't be so forceful.
"The master of the Acacia Sect doesn't look very good. Could it be poison?"
Ye Jinxiao looked caring.
King Xiaoyao pulled her aside: "Every time he has an attack, he vomits blood. He just finished vomiting in the morning and will not have another attack in the past two days."
Jun Wuji has a bad temper, and this fifth daughter-in-law is probably also a vengeful person.
Neither of them are easy to mess with.
"When his poison is cured, you will be a distinguished guest of the Xiangsi Sect. He will give you whatever you want, but his temper is a bit weird, so here..."
Pointing to his head:
"It's not easy here."
"If he says something unpleasant, my fifth daughter-in-law, please be more considerate and don't treat him like a stick."
