There are scattered books everywhere, and the table is also piled with books. When they were almost losing hope, they finally saw a glimmer of hope in this book.
Poinsettia used her fingertips to read the line of words, refusing to move away, as if it would disappear in the next second: "Just... this is the medicine."
The old doctor also nodded repeatedly. The situation recorded in the pharmacopoeia is the only one that is consistent with Fu Yunge's current situation. This is his last hope.
Glancing at Fu Yunge who was still unconscious in the inner room, the old doctor slowly stood up and said, "It's time, I'll go see him again."
Poinsettia nodded, her eyes still stuck on that paragraph of text, wandering back and forth.
The medicine recorded above is "Yinluojindan".
There is nothing wrong with the properties of everything, he has already examined it. In this case, how to find the silver snail and golden gall is the top priority.
Thinking of this, Poinsettia slowly closed the book and felt a little relaxed.
After all, if there is a way, everything will not be exhausted. And he will definitely find the silver conch and golden gall and rescue Fu Yunge in time.
Suddenly, there was a clear sound from the inner room, the sound of something breaking.
Poinsettia immediately became alert, got up and ran towards the inner room.
"What's wrong?" Poinsettia asked as she opened the door curtain of the inner room.
I saw that the old doctor's hands were shaking slightly at this moment. When Poinsettia saw a porcelain cup that he accidentally dropped, her eyes immediately became nervous.
The old doctor's face was frozen, and his other hand was still on Fu Yunge's pulse. His mouth was trembling a little, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.
When Poinsettia saw this, she immediately rushed up to the old doctor and took Fu Yunge's wrist to detect it herself.
However, not long after, Poinsettia's expression gradually became astonished.
He felt... Fu Yunge's vitality was rapidly declining.
The blood begins to dry up, and the functions of the internal organs begin to age. The injury on the back involved the spinal cord and then spread throughout the body.
This situation was completely beyond their expectations.
Poinsettia slowly moved her eyes towards the old doctor, only to see the old doctor staring at her in panic.
"This... I'm afraid it's not good." Poinsettia said, and then continued to hold her hands tightly and feel it carefully.
The old doctor looked at him uneasily. Poinsettia's vitality has gradually recovered, and now his ability to sense Fu Yunge's body is getting stronger and stronger, so there is no need for him to do anything here.
Not long after, he saw Poinsettia gradually move away from her hand. Looking at his expression again, it was already very gloomy.
"Based on the current situation...he still has three days at most." Poinsettia said slowly, with mixed feelings, all of which were bitter.
He didn't know what to do now. He had just received an exciting solution, but his rapidly deteriorating condition gave him another blow.
The old doctor was also frightened. He originally promised seven days, but he didn't expect this to happen.
What's more, in just three days, where can we find silver snails and golden galls? Such strange medicines are rare in the world, and even less likely to appear in the desert.
Thinking about it, he suddenly saw that Poinsettia seemed to have a plan.
"You..." the old doctor was about to ask.
Gradually, the sadness in Poinsettia's eyes has been replaced by a gradually rising determination. The old doctor felt a little shocked. Although he probably guessed what he was going to do, he was still very shocked.
Three days is already a long round trip, not to mention finding the silver conch and golden gall is no easy task. Is this guy crazy and really wants to do this?
as expected. While the old doctor was still thinking in his heart, Poinsettia slowly spoke:
"I...went out for a trip and will be back soon. During this period, you must take good care of him."
"Silver snails and golden galls...can you find it?" The old doctor couldn't believe it.
Poinsettia shook her head: "No... I can't find it by myself in three days. But I know there is a place... maybe there is one."
When the old doctor heard what he said, although he didn't understand what he was talking about, the poinsettia plum was so mysterious that he didn't ask any more questions.
"Okay. I will take good care of him in three days." He patted the old and thin chest simply and promised.
Poinsettia nodded. Time was running out, and he had no time to delay. He immediately walked quickly to the door, opened the door, and embarked on his journey to get to the spark.
The old doctor looked at his disappearing back, and the sunlight outside raised a gentle line of dust.
After being stunned for a moment, he shrugged his rotten shoulders, seemed to have regained his energy, and turned around to walk towards the inner room.
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The setting sun finally broke through the clouds, and the moist red light spread across the sky. The huge calculation game in Qingyuan Realm is finally about to draw its final curtain under the brilliant afterglow.
The battlefield in the canyon was filled with blood and remains everywhere. The red light and blood complement each other, looking cruel and warm.
The sound of fighting gradually became thinner, and the heat in the air gradually dissipated. As the final weight came down, Jiuche Xiaoying was finally overwhelmed and completely defeated under the siege of everyone working together.
The final counterattack came, and the disciples of Beggar's Halberd and Huagui Halberd fought particularly fiercely. It was said that both masters died in the melee, which is why their disciples were so sad and determined.
The old woman Ming Jiangji was also trampled to death by horse hooves in the melee. In addition, many people from the seven factions lost their lives. This victory can indeed be called a tragic victory, and it was paved by the Union Army with countless lives as the cornerstone.
