Chapter 24

It was not until dawn that the situation of emperor's sacrifice was stabilized.

Ling Qing's head is full of sweat, how can the medicine in him be so overbearing. She even took out the ability to look after the home to give him half of the solution.

Steam out the rest of the sweat.

She whistled and a little bird flew in from outside the window.

"Let Shubo prepare these herbs."

The bird flew away with a small note in its mouth.

After Lingqing put on his clothes, he pulled out the silver needle from him and put it away. After helping him prepare his clothes, he was allowed to carry him out.

Then the book uncle saw to prepare herbs, the whole person is ignorant.

Isn't this the antidote? Who is poisoned at home? It's the lady's order. It can't be my uncle.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it was, and even his brain hole opened.

But still let people to prepare the medicinal materials.

A medicine basket that floats automatically. Pour dozens of herbs into the bath bucket. The steam in the tub kept coming out, like boiling water.

An automatic ladle keeps pouring water in to keep the water temperature at a certain level.

There are also firewood constantly sent to the stove, which makes the fire prosperous.

The people in the bathtub are all red and sweating. I'm afraid they're not going to be steamed.

"So miss was detoxifying my uncle with silver needles last night?" Shubo said.

He was in vain last night.

I don't know whether it's miss or uncle.

But it's true that my uncle is miserable. It's shocking to see that pinhole.

Lingqing didn't get to sleep last night. He was a little sleepy. He yawned and said, "then you think his poison is too hard to cure. I also dredged his body by the way. In the future, the success rate of foot treatment may be higher. "

"Miss. In fact, there is a shortcut. "

"Well, what's the shortcut?"

Shubo whispered a few words in her ear, which made her feel as if she had come to realize.

She understood, but she couldn't think of it.

Let it be. This kind of thing is too urgent.

"I'll sleep for a while, and you watch." The spirit tilts to lie on the rattan chair beside, quietly close eyes.

Shubo had never seen the young lady so sleepy. It felt like she had spent a lot of soul power.

Looking back at the pinhole of the emperor's sacrifice, Shubo found that miss's needling technique was very clever, and he could even see Miss's lost soul power from him.

His master, the successor of Lingjia, is a softhearted man. For their own people, is always the most tolerant.

As time goes by, Lingqing feels that someone is calling for himself.

It's not a feeling, it's real, it's someone shouting.

"All right?" She asked vaguely.

"Yes, miss. The medicine has almost disappeared. My uncle should be fine now."

She rubbed her eyes and stood up to look at the man in the tub.

His skin has returned to its normal color.

Feel the pulse······

Ling Qing frowned, how still remains, but steaming down again is not the way.

"Shubo, how about the little poison in the back with hot spring?"

hot spring?

"This method may be feasible. The hot spring of Lingjia has several curative effects."

"That's fine."

They happen to have a hot spring in their room.

"By the way, go and find out what Ashi contacted?"

Shubo:······

Can he say it? Said Miss will not think that he did not report.