Su Ruotang stopped and stared at him: "What's the news?"
No. 7 glanced at the woods and backed away slowly, "The person behind Mo Xiaoya and the Shen family is related to Su Muyao."
"Miss, be careful Su Qi."
As soon as he finished speaking, his toes touched the ground, and he disappeared into the forest like a big bird.
Su Ruotang was stunned.
Be careful about Su Qi?
What does this mean?
Although Su Qi allowed Zhang and Su Muyao to harm the original owner, he did not know it.
She could clearly feel that Su Qi had extremely complicated feelings towards the original owner.
But what is certain is that Su Qi will never hurt her.
Why would Number Seven say this?
When No. 7 left, Wu Yi arrived and raised his sword to deal with the medicine puppets surrounding Mo Ronyan.
Seeing that Su Ruotang was fine, Mo Rongyan swayed, fell to one knee on the ground, and stabbed the ground with his sword to steady himself.
Wuyi pressed against his back, inputting his inner strength, and shouted in a low voice: "Concentrate and calm down."
Su Ruotang came to his senses and ran quickly to Mo Rongyan, placing her slender fingers on his wrist to take his pulse.
Mo Ronyan looked at the blood on the corners of her lips with distress in his eyes, "Does it hurt?"
The pulse under her fingertips was tangled and weak, mist spread in Su Ruotang's eyes, and her voice was soft and hoarse, "It doesn't hurt."
Wuyi rolled his eyes: "You'd better care about yourself first."
As he finished speaking, Mo Ronyan's Adam's apple rolled violently.
A mouthful of blood gushed out, and he fell limply into Wuyi's arms.
The tip of the eyebrows has a faint frost color.
"Mo Rongyan!" Su Ruotang exclaimed, her beautiful peach blossom eyes full of confusion, "Senior, he has an attack of cold poison..."
Wuyi quickly tapped the acupuncture points on Mo Ronyan's body and handed Su Ruotang a porcelain bottle, "Take this medicine and cooperate with me in acupuncture later."
Half an hour later, Wuyi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a serious look on his face, "You must have felt it, right?"
Su Ruotang took the handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from Mo Rongyan's face and palms.
Her voice was so ethereal that it was almost inaudible: "If he doesn't detoxify within a year, he will die, right?"
The poison that she had controlled for three years was seriously injured after falling off a cliff, and the poison in the medicine puppet was extremely cold.
Even though he had poison-avoiding pills, he was still seduced by the cold poison.
Wuyi sighed softly: "Although we have re-sealed the cold poison, some of it is still scattered in the muscles and veins of the body."
"The more internal energy is used, the faster the poison develops, and the lifespan...is also shorter."
Su Ruotang's slender white fingers clenched the silk handkerchief tightly.
After a while, she slowly said, "I will save him."
Wuyi sighed softly: "The cold poison is the poison left by the Poison Master a hundred years ago, and no one can cure it yet."
Su Ruotang threw the handkerchief into the basin and tucked Mo Rongyan's quilt back.
After a moment of silence, she walked to the table and picked up the brush, "Senior Wuyi, this junior has a prescription for antidote to cold poison. I would like to ask senior for some advice."
Although she can cure the cold poison, she is not sure whether the required herbs are available in this other world.
And Wuyi was the person with the best medical skills she met after her rebirth.
Perhaps, combined with her prescription, he could have a better way to detoxify.
Wuyi looked at her prescription and frowned slightly, "Zhiyang grass? Bi Penmui? Linglong Dan?"
"These are things that only appear in ancient books. No one has seen them before, and they don't even know where to look for them."
Su Ruotang put down the brush and frowned lightly, "Senior Wuyi, do you know where there is a forest with extremely high temperatures, a lot of poisons, and an extremely large area?"
Wuyi thought carefully and shook his head, "In my impression, I haven't seen it yet."
When Su Ruotang heard this, she pursed her red lips.
Could it be that there is no tropical rainforest in this other world?
Wuyi folded the prescription and put it away carefully, "At the junction of Dongqi and Nanchen, there is an extremely vast forest."
"The forest has been shrouded in miasma all year round. No one except Poison Lord has entered it."
"I'm not sure if that's the woods you're looking for."
The flames of hope ignited in Su Ruotang's eyes, "Thank you, senior."
Whether it was or not, she had to go take a look.
Wuyi pondered for a moment and asked: "Girl, can I take the liberty to ask you a question?"
Su Ruotang said softly: "Senior, please speak."
"According to records in ancient books, Linglong Dan, Jitong Marrow, and Zhiyang Grass are all extremely poisonous. If three of them are used together, the toxicity will be extremely terrifying."
As he spoke, he looked at the bed, "The cold poison in Your Highness's body belongs to cold, and the jade marrow is also extremely cold. When the two collide, will it lead to an even colder poison?"
Su Ruotang's long eyelashes trembled.
She had no feelings for Mo Ronyan before, so she had not considered whether curing the cold poison would cause other sequelae due to these three poisons.
But now, she couldn't bear to have any sequelae left by Mo Ronyan.
Biting the corners of her lips, her voice sounded a little erratic, "Senior, do you have any ideas?"
She was not sure whether her prescription would have any side effects.
Wuyi was silent for a moment, then picked up his pen and wrote four words.
"Beauty has no tears?" Su Ruotang looked at the four words on the paper, "What is this?"
Wuyi put down his pen, his eyes a little complicated.
"The holy medicine that can improve one's skill for ten years, plus ten years of inner strength, combined with your unique acupuncture technique, can force the remaining toxins in the tendons back to the Shentan point."
Beauty without Tears was refined by the ancestors of the Wu family for their lovers.
When the holy medicine was made, the lover betrayed his ancestors.
The ancestor was heartbroken and disappeared near the border town with the beauty without tears.
Su Ruotang's soul-stirring peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, "Improve your skill in ten years? No sequelae?"
Wuyi nodded.
hiss--
Su Ruotang took a breath of cold air.
For those who practice martial arts, their strength within ten years means a new realm.
It improves internal strength without any side effects. This beauty has no tears, which is a bit unbelievable!
"Senior, this holy medicine..." Is it a lot?
If there are more, she will buy two to eat, so that she will not be controlled by others.
Wuyi glanced at her helplessly: "There is only one in the world."
Not to mention the loss of the prescription, the two most important medicinal materials, Dongqi and Nanchen, were treasures of the royal family.
Only this one.
Even if you know the recipe, you can't refine it.
Su Ruotang: "..."
Sure enough, martial arts are not lies.
There is usually only one holy medicine of this level.
Her lifelong dream of becoming a martial arts master was completely shattered.
This body was poisoned by several poisons when she was young, although she has been cured of these poisons.
But after all, the foundation is damaged and the bones have been finalized, making it unsuitable for martial arts practice.
Wuyi looked at the disappointed expression on her pretty face, chuckled and comforted her, "Don't be discouraged, let this bastard protect you."
"You are still invincible."
"If you need anything, just call me, husband, and I'll be there at your beck and call. You don't have to do anything yourself."
Su Ruotang was silent again.
God is always on call.
Are you sure this isn't a dog?
Wuyi flicked the non-existent dust on his elastic sleeves, put his hands behind his hands and walked out, "I'm going to Yunzhou first, please be more careful."
Before the final note fell completely, his figure had disappeared.
Not long after, Mo Jinming led people to the top of the cliff, "Third brother? Younger sister?"
Hearing Mo Jinming's voice, Su Ruotang walked out of the house, "Second brother."
Mo Jinming's eyes just showed joy, and then his eyes fell on the blood on her chest, and his expression suddenly changed, "Are you injured?"
