The old doctor nodded and walked to the bed carrying the medicine box.
Su Ruotang lowered his eyes and slipped a silver needle from his left hand.
She was able to completely control the cold poison in Mo Ronyan's body within the Shentan point, and even the imperial doctor couldn't detect it.
But now that the silver needle has not been completely taken out, anyone who knows medical skills can detect the cold poison in his body as long as he takes a pulse.
Qian Xian cannot be allowed to implement the matter of Mo Rongyan being poisoned by cold!
The old doctor lowered his head and fiddled with the contents of the medicine box.
As for Su Ruotang, one-third of the silver needles have not been withdrawn.
The atmosphere in the room instantly became extremely heavy.
The suppressed breathing of everyone was clearly audible.
Seeing the old doctor reaching out to detect Mo Rongyan's wrist veins, Mo Jin drew out the soft sword and Su Ruotang also raised the silver needle and stabbed him without hesitation.
Just when Mo Jinming's long sword and Su Ruotang's silver needle were about to touch the old doctor, he flashed and appeared at the window.
Several people in the room suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy, and they all stood in front of the bed.
The old doctor was standing against the window sill, his face unchanged, but Mo Jinming and others felt as if he had changed.
If he had given people the impression that he was just an ordinary old man before, now he looked like that worldly expert, making people unable to see through him.
Suddenly, the old doctor waved his sleeve, and a few wisps of cold light flew out of his sleeve and shot through the door.
Immediately afterwards, several muffled sounds and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground were heard.
The pupils of Mo Jinming and others suddenly tightened, and they were ready to fight to the death.
This old man's internal strength cultivation is far superior to that of Mo Ronyan!
But if he wanted to hurt Mo Ronyan, he had to step over them.
The old doctor ignored the killing intent of several people. Yun Danfeng straightened his sleeves and said, "Little girl, please concentrate."
Su Ruotang bit her lip, calmed her mind and slowly withdrew the needle.
"Who are you?" After a moment of silence, Mo Jinming slowly spoke.
The old man sat on the low couch by the window, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked out the window, "That old boy Mo Chenming, to be able to give birth to you two is really like smoke rising from the ancestral graves."
After the old man finished speaking, Mo Jinming, Fu Beixian, Gu Shuya, Tan Zhixi and Shen Shi all changed their expressions.
Mo Chenming is the name of Emperor Wu Shun!
Dare to call Emperor Wu Shun by his first name, this old man's identity is definitely not ordinary!
Mo Jinming and Fu Beixian looked at each other, put away the soft swords in their hands, cupped their fists and said, "Dare you ask me, senior?"
The old doctor glanced at him and asked, "That girl Liu Wanyue, how are you doing recently?"
Mo Jinming said warmly: "Everything is fine, mother and concubine."
The old doctor nodded and looked at Su Ruotang, "Girl, when the needle tip was about to be withdrawn, another silver needle pierced the Shenhui point."
When Su Ruotang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Without hesitation, he put the poisonous silver needle in his left hand into the medical space, took out the clean silver needle, and quickly inserted it into the Shenhui point while withdrawing the silver needle from the heart acupoint.
The cold poison was drawn out, and although she could seal it again, she couldn't avoid being drawn out again next time.
She had never thought of a way to completely seal the cold poison for three years.
But this seemingly ordinary doctor actually solved the problem at a glance.
When the needle tip leaves the body, the silver needle penetrates into the Shenhui point, which can completely seal the cold poison for three years and is not affected by any cold poison.
"Well..." Mo Ronyan, who was in a coma, groaned, his long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing that he was awake, Su Ruotang breathed a sigh of relief and pulled out the silver needle on his Shenhui point, "Don't move yet, I'll pull out the arrow for you."
Mo Ronyan's lips were chapped, and he curled up the corners of his lips, saying in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
Su Ruotang rolled his eyes: "Look at yourself in the mirror. Your face is paler than my third uncle who died for seven days."
With that said, she quickly treated Mo Ronyan's arrow wound.
When pulling out the arrow, she couldn't bear it anymore, so she took out anesthetic and sprinkled it on his wound. She pulled out the short arrow at a tricky angle and pressed it near the wound until the blood stained with cold toxins drained away.
Sprinkle on hemostatic and anti-inflammatory powder and bandage it quickly.
The old doctor looked at her crisp and neat technique with admiration in his eyes.
He stood up slowly, walked to the bedside, picked up a small porcelain bottle, and sniffed it gently.
The next moment, shock flashed in his eyes.
"Little girl, what are you doing?"
Su Ruotang bandaged the wound, stood up and looked at the old doctor, "It's a medicinal powder I refined myself. It's more effective than Ma Fei Powder and has no side effects."
The old doctor tightened his grip on the porcelain bottle and asked in a deep voice: "Girl, who is your master?"
Su Ruotang looked at him calmly: "The sect's rule is that you can't say anything."
The old doctor was silent for a moment, looked at Mo Ronyan who raised his hands to cover his eyes, and suddenly chuckled, "This kid is really lucky to meet you."
Mo Ronyan put down his hand, stood up slightly and looked at him.
Without waiting for him to speak, the old doctor returned the porcelain vase to Su Ruotang, his voice full of vicissitudes of life, "My name is unknown."
Nothing?
Mo Ronyan frowned slowly.
After a moment, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Are you... Ghost Doctor Wuyi?"
Wuyi stroked his beard and nodded, "The last time I saw you, you were just a red little monkey."
Mo Jinming looked shocked: "Are you Senior Wuyi?"
When Liu Wanyue gave birth to Mo Ronyan, she suffered from dystocia and severe bleeding, and all the doctors in the imperial hospital were helpless.
If ghost doctor Wuyi hadn't happened to pass by the palace, broke into the Xianqing Hall and rescued Liu Wanyue, she would have died in two.
And Mo Jinming was able to drag his sick body to practice martial arts, and he also used the medicine left by Wu Yi to nurse himself back to health.
But he just left the prescription and disappeared without a trace.
Wuyi sighed softly: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. This girl's medical skills are not much worse than mine."
Mo Ronyan stood up and held his fists in respect, saying, "Thank you, senior, for saving my life."
Wuyi waved his hand: "You are suffering from cold poison, but with this little girl by your side, your life is finally saved."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Gu Shuya, "Who are you, Gu Luo?"
Gu Shuya looked respectful and said softly: "It's my grandpa."
Wuyi looked at her carefully and nodded, "Yes, there is no dog girl in the general door."
After saying that, he took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to Mo Jinming, "Over the years, I have searched all over the country to prepare these three pills. One pill per month can slowly warm up your damaged heart and lungs and ensure that you enjoy normal life." Number of lifespans.”
Mo Jinming caught the porcelain bottle: "Thank you, senior."
Wuyi waved his sleeves and closed the window, his expression became solemn, "Since you have come to Xicheng, you must have found out that Qian Xian and the merchants, the Shen family, are colluding together, right?"
Mo Jinming nodded: "Well, I came to Xicheng this time mainly to find out the cause of the flood and the true whereabouts of the Xicheng disaster relief money."
Wuyi's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "The people of Xicheng respect Qian Xian very much. If you want to deal with him, you must first tear off his mask of a good person."
Mo Jinming frowned slightly and sighed, "This is our biggest headache. Qian Xian is so meticulous in his work that there is no way to start. Tonight I will explore the city lord's mansion to see if I can find anything useful." .”
Wuyi stood in front of the window, tapping the window sill with his fingers, "Maybe you should start with the lady from the merchant."
