Chapter 15

The Lord has been carrying cold poison since he was born. Every night when the moon is full, his life is not like death. Even if he has searched for medical saints, there is no solution. Compared with that, the poison in his body is nothing more than a great witch.

This girl, even without the pulse of the Lord, can accurately tell the illness of the Lord. It seems that she is not only an alchemist, but also a powerful high-level alchemist!

"What do you know about Qingge girl?" Cloud Mo can't wait to ask, looking at Mo Qingge's look, a little more worship.

"Cough..." Mo Qingge coughed awkwardly twice, and came forward a little, "Uncle Huang stretched out his hand to let Ge'er have a look at the pulse."

Gu Zimo flicks his sleeve and stretches out his long white finger bone. Mo Qingge squats down and touches his pulse. He closes his eyes and makes his eyebrows slightly frown.

Oh, my God!

In addition to the cold poison, there was a strong poison in this man's body, which was very rare in the 25th Century.

However, the title of "medicine and poison ghost hand" is not earned by Mo Qingge. Although she is still calm in the face of such poison, she knows how to solve it.

However, with her body and strength, she has no way to produce antidote pills.

"Qingge girl, what's the matter?" Cloud Mo can't wait to ask.

Mo Qingge opened her eyes and looked calm: "yes."

"What?" Cloud Mo also thought that he heard wrong, "this words seriously?"

"Miss, can you really solve it?" Yunran also has an unbelievable face.

The poison in the master's body has been stagnant for a long time. Even the doctors in the world can't help it!

"Well." Mo Qingge did not, otherwise, immediately, the wrist silver flash, the bracelet into a few silver needles, pinch in the fingers.

The cold poison in Uncle Huang's body is deep-rooted and complex, but there is also poison plume. Although the poison is heavy, it is difficult to spread to the heart and pulse, so it is very easy to remove. It can be cleared up with acupuncture!

No, to be exact, ordinary people's acupuncture may not be completely clear, but her treatment of poisonous ghost hand acupuncture is no exception.

"Uncle Huang, I'm going to detoxify you. There may be some pain. You have to bear it." Mo Qingge raised her eyes and looked at him, gently holding the silver needle between her fingers.

Just about to drop the needle.

"Hello! Wait, what are you doing? " Cloud Mo quickly called her, "put down the silver needle in your hand quickly!"

What does this girl want to do? Stab them with a needle?

"This is acupuncture." Mo Qingge had a pause, but also a blank face, "is it difficult, you don't have acupuncture?"

"Acupuncture, what is it?" Yunmo is still at a loss.

Besides, what do you mean? Isn't she from this world?

"Cough, this silver needle is used to treat diseases." Mo Qingge doesn't know how to explain it.

God, there is no acupuncture in such a big foreign continent. You can imagine how backward the medical skills in this continent are.

"How can I use silver needles to treat diseases?" Cloud Mo murmurs a way in a low voice, half believe half doubt of look in the eyes, in the heart how much still some worry.

"Yunmo, step back." At the right time, Gu's ink and ice lips gently opened and spoke lightly.

"... yes." Cloud Mo had to step back a little, but still not at ease staring at the silver needle in Mo Qing singer.

"Little song, don't listen to him. Come on, uncle Huang believes in you." Gu's tone is very mild.

"Well." Feeling the man's unconditional trust, Mo Qingge feels a little touched.

The silver needle in his hand falls back and forth and penetrates into his acupoints. Mo Qingge lowers her head slightly and looks more dignified.

It's too deep in the poison plume. It's good to apply more needles!

Immediately, the black pattern Bracelet in Mo Qingge's wrist flashed slightly, and several silver needles appeared in the palm.

Cloud Mo Zheng Zheng, can't help rubbing his eyes, think he read wrong.

What kind of Bracelet does Mo Qingge wear, which can spit out concealed weapons at any time?

Gu peimo also saw the mystery of this Xuan Wen bracelet, but he didn't say a word and didn't change his face.

The black blood flowed down the fingertips of Gu Mian Mo, slightly dazzling.

"Master, this man is full of monsters." Xuanli whispered in her heart, "but I can't see clearly that he has any monster characteristics. It's really strange!"

Mo Qingge didn't answer, but he didn't care much.

This man is powerful. Even if he is a monster, I'm afraid most people can't see his monster characteristics.

Cloud Mo and cloud dye looking at that from the fingertip of the poison blood flowing down, are all gaping.

"These are all the poisonous blood in Uncle Huang's body. As long as the poisonous blood is forced out, the poisonous feather will be solved." The words of Mo Qingge fall, and the silver needle is drawn out. The next second, Gu Mian's ink gushes out with a mouthful of poisonous blood.

Mo Qingge reached out and touched his pulse again.

The poison plume in the body has been cleared almost.

"All right."

"This... This is good?" Yunmo is still a little unbelievable.

"Well." Mo Qingge nodded gently, "bring me a pen and paper."

Yunran gladly hands over the pen and paper, and sees Mo Qingge writing down the prescription on the paper and handing it to yunmo.

"The poison plume in Uncle Huang's body has been almost cleared. Take this prescription for about a month, and the remaining poison of the poison plume will be completely cleared!" The tone of Mo Qingge is very confident.

Cloud Mo took the prescription, looked carefully, but could not understand: "this... This prescription is really useful?"

"Uncle Huang, how do you feel now?" Mo Qingge asked tentatively.

"The poison plume in the body has been solved." Gu Mian Mo spoke lightly, and could clearly perceive the changes in his body.

Seeing that the Lord himself said so, yunmo didn't dare to doubt it any more. He looked at Mo Qingge admiringly and felt that he was blind before.

"Miss Qingge, you are really a miracle doctor!" Yunmo's tone is full of admiration.

The poison in the Lord's body, even if you asked all the doctors and alchemists in the Imperial City, could not be solved, but Qingge girl pricked it with a silver needle casually, and then it was cleared!

If those old doctors and alchemists in the Imperial City knew this, would they be shameless?

"Dare not, dare not." Mo Qingge doesn't want to be destroyed. "Uncle Huang's cold and poison are deep in his body. I can't guarantee that he can clear it, but Uncle Huang Rongge may be able to solve it for some time."

This is her dowry.

After all, Gu mianmo saved her once, and she had to take some herbs from the palace. Although he agreed to the engagement, he didn't intend to marry into the palace, so he didn't owe too much to this man.

In the future, she will return these herbs to King Mo!

However, which is more important? At present, she has a lot of things to deal with. Where can she think of saving this beautiful uncle?

Besides, this man is powerful and can't die for a while. When she solves her problem, she can detoxify the beauty uncle.