Chapter 914

At this time, the East Pavilion was busy and orderly, and dozens of people were cooking medicine in the room! Countless people came in and out with medicinal herbs. Song Ningyu turned his wheelchair into the house.

Gong Zilin was lying on the bed, and the black on the wound had been reduced by more than half. She shook her wheelchair to Gong Zilin's bed. The master of the saint doctor's Pavilion said to song Ningyu, "you're just in time. I don't have enough silver needles. Give me yours."

Song Ningyu felt a lot from the inside of his clothes

Finally, I took out the wrist guard on my hand. Where is a silver wrist guard, but it is made of countless silver needles!

The master of the holy medicine Pavilion took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and began to force out the poisonous blood in Gong Zilin's body with a silver needle bit by bit.

He frowned and murmured, "this poison is too powerful. It would be much better if there were highly poisonous things to fight poison with poison!

"Ah! There are snakes!"

"White... Towards the inside!" there was a sudden cry from the outside. Song Ningyu raised his eyebrows. The poisonous snake ran up to song Ningyu and shook its tail proudly.

The eyes of the master of the holy medicine Pavilion suddenly turned green. He smiled at Song Ningyu and said, "come on, mix its blood with your wood pear fragrance!"

Song Ningyu looked at the little white snake with a drooping head in his arms and frowned: "I only take one drop, okay?"

The little white snake shook his head. No, this is his blood!

"He is very important to me. Without him, I would die." song Ningyu's eyes flashed thick sadness.

The little white snake made a faint sound in its mouth and exposed its teeth. The servants crowded at the door felt frightened. My mother, it's more powerful than pulling out teeth from a tiger!

Song Ningyu shook her head: "your blood is the most poisonous!"

The little white snake nodded. Well, one drop.

All the people stared at the little white snake. The slave on one side handed a dagger in fear. Song Ningyu gently rowed, but he didn't respond. He rowed heavily. The skin still didn't respond!

"Lin...... childe, what's the matter with you?" Lan Rou ran in outside the door and saw song Ningyu trying to take blood from the snake. However, the snake skin was too thick to pierce in. She stared at the stiff, and a sharp scream cut everyone's ears.

Song Ningyu only felt that the snake in her arms trembled, and the knife went in like this. She drew from the corner of her mouth, looked down at a drop of blood squeezed out for half a day, and hurriedly filled it with an open crystal bottle. The transparent liquid was dyed blood red in an instant!

Song Ningyu looked at the snake in her arms and said, "sorry."

The little white snake vomited a faint sound and slid down from Song Ningyu. There was no blood in the wound, and it was healing at a fast speed. After all, it was a very cow animal in ancient times.

Song Ningyu thought of her constitution, which had healed every injury, and suddenly missed it.

She put the medicine in the bottle on Gong Zilin's right shoulder, and then covered it with bandages layer by layer.

The master of Shengyi Pavilion saw that song Ning Yu looked sad and patted her on the shoulder: "I don't know when he will wake up, but don't worry, with his temperament, he won't die so easily. His desire for survival is very strong."

Song Ningyu sat by the bed and nodded. The thin silver needle put down by the master of the holy medical Pavilion slowly took back. Each silver needle will carefully see if it has turned black.

There was nothing strange in the row. They breathed a sigh of relief.

The house was filled with strong family medicine fragrance. A servant came in with medicine. The master of the holy medical Pavilion picked his eyebrow and said to song Ningyu, "ten bowls of medicine. You should feed him all that doesn't drop. In addition, there's no need to go to the black mountain hell. The old clan leader has given me the two precious jade pear flowers."

Song Ningyu nodded. The master of the saint doctor's Pavilion glanced. Song Ningyu solemnly said, "what I said won't wake up. Maybe it's ten days and a half months, maybe a year and two years, or a lifetime. Ningyu, you must be mentally prepared. Alas, if there were a Firebird."

He sighed and took two tired steps. Song Ningyu shouted fiercely, "I have a Firebird! Will he wake up soon?"

The master of the holy doctor Pavilion frowned and looked at Song Ningyu as if she was joking: "there is only one heavenly Firebird in the hundred mile divine Valley in the world! How can you have it!"

Song Ningyu put down the medicine bowl, fumbled in his two palm sized pockets, and handed a delicate palm sized box to the master of the holy medicine Pavilion: "this is the sky fire bird, hurry up."

The master of the holy medicine Pavilion opened the box with doubt. As soon as the box was opened, the orchids that were still in bud in the room opened instantly. Song Ningyu looked at him with hot eyes.

He coughed to hide his surprise: "how can you have this thing!"

"If I say that this is given to me by Baili burning song, do you believe it?" song Ningyu blinked a pair of innocent eyes and looked at him. The master of the holy doctor's Pavilion almost gushed blood. This is the lifeblood of the whole Baili divine valley. How can it be easily given to you? "

"I've given it anyway! You should prepare the medicine quickly!" song Ningyu stared at the master of the holy doctor's pavilion with some anxiety. The holy doctor retreated happily. In fact, he was selfish. Gong Zilin's poison had been neutralized with severe poison, so he only needed to use half, and he wanted to keep half.

The whole room became a little quiet. LAN Rou stood at the head of the bed and seemed at a loss. The old clan leader came in with a short crutch from the outside. When he looked at Song Ningyu, the elegant and gentle smile penetrated into her heart.

"Girl, how is he?"

Song Ningyu shook his head and carried the hot medicine to cool it.

"It's no big deal." song Ningyu stirred the black medicine in the bowl. The medicine smelled fragrant from a distance, but it was particularly bitter. It was bitter to the heart. Song Ningyu felt that the master of the holy doctor Pavilion actually wanted to wake up Gong Zilin!

She handed a spoonful of medicine to Gong Zilin's mouth. The medicine flowed along his neck, and he didn't drink it at all!

Song Ningyu frowned and murmured to Gong Zilin, "you dare to block the arrow for me. Are you afraid that the medicine is too bitter? When you wake up, how can I deal with you!"

Lanrou looked at the two men in surprise and stood silent.

However, after a while, the master of the holy medicine Pavilion brought the medicine in himself. This time, the medicine was very fragrant, with a touch of faint fragrance.

"He only needs half, and I need the other half! You make a condition, and the other half belongs to me." the master of the saint doctor's Pavilion did not covet her, but said frankly.

Song Ningyu took his medicine and fed it a spoonful as before. He still didn't drink it. The medicine spread down the corners of his lips. Song Ningyu quickly wiped it with a handkerchief and stirred some hot medicine in the white jade bowl.

"If you can cure my leg, you can take that half of the sky Firebird." she said calmly.

The master of the holy doctor Pavilion raised her eyebrows. The Firebird was priceless that day, but song Ningyu had only one request to cure her leg.