The little monk soon woke up. He was a little confused.
"Almsgiver?"
Ji Qingxue reached out and knocked his shiny head: "how do you feel now?"
The little monk shook his head: "I don't feel much."
Ji Qingxue smiled and said, "of course, with me, you will be fine."
Ji Qingxue looks down at the bottle he found from Qu Rubei. He doesn't know which is the antidote.
Nangong Yan saw her mind: "don't you know which one?"
Ji Qingxue pulled her hair in distress: "well, if only Rong Sheng were here." Rong Sheng should know which is the antidote.
She didn't know. Nangong Yan didn't know which one it was, so he had a bad idea: "or try one by one."
Ji Qing gave him a snow-white look: "what you said is light. What if it's wrong?"
Nangong Yan looked innocent. "If they try, they are lucky. If they are wrong, they are unlucky."
Ji Qingxue is speechless and choking. Brother, you are really cruel!
"OK, let's go back to the temple first."
The little monk suddenly grabbed her: "what about my senior brothers?"
Ji Qingxue looked at a pile of people lying on the ground. He was helpless: "we can't help it now. Even if we have to drag them back, what can we do with two people here and your little carrot head? We have to go back first and ask the rest of your senior brothers for help."
The little monk nodded cleverly, "Oh, I see."
As soon as I got back to the temple, I saw the monk walking around in front of the meditation room. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
The little monk hurried over and asked, "elder martial brother Huiyuan, how about Abbot?"
Huiyuan shook his head and was equally anxious: "I don't know. The benefactor is seeing the abbot inside."
At this time, Ji Qingxue suddenly remembered whether he had forgotten something?
"By the way, where is Qu jiuque?" why didn't you see him?
Nangong Yan put his hands around his chest and nuzui toward the Zen room. Ji Qingxue stared at him strangely: "you mean..."
Nangong Yan raised his eyebrows and nodded gently, "that's what you think."
Qu jiuque, a smelly boy, learned only half of his medical skills. He dared to see a doctor for others, and he was not afraid of being mistaken by quack doctors!
Ji Qingxue resisted the impulse to roll her eyes. Forget it, she'd better go and have a look.
Ji Qingxue was about to go in. Huiyuan subconsciously stopped her: "what are you doing, benefactor?"
Huiyuan's blurted out words deepened Ji Qingxue's frustration. She pretended so well. How can each of them see through her identity?
Ji Qingxue said calmly, "if you want your Abbot to be okay, you'd better let me in."
The little monk took Huiyuan and said in a tone of worship, "senior brother, let him in. She's really powerful."
Huiyuan stared at him suspiciously. It was obvious that he didn't believe what his little younger martial brother said.
Because of the lesson of Qu Rubei, the whole Hui'an temple is in a panic. He doesn't want to bet the Abbot's life.
Ji Qingxue didn't have the patience, so he pushed him away: "it's just to see a doctor. What are you doing?"
Usually, she has to pay for the clinic. He's a monk who doesn't like three or four.
"Ah, benefactor, you can't..."
"What, they all fainted?" Huiyuan was so angry that he grinned his teeth. It must have been Qu Ruyuan's good deed again. He shouldn't have been kind enough to take him in at the beginning.
Huiyuan thought for a moment and said, "young martial brother, you stay here. I'll find other martial brothers to bring them back."
The little monk nodded vigorously, "elder martial brother, don't worry."
Huiyuan glanced at Nangong Yan and couldn't help but pull the little monk aside and whispered with him.
"Younger martial brother, you must take good care of them. Our Abbot's life is firmly in their hands."
As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope.
Especially when he saw it in Houshan just now, he had a feeling that this man might be more dangerous than Qu Ruyuan.
So don't blame him for spending the belly of a gentleman with a villain's heart and treating him very much in extraordinary times.
The little monk nodded vaguely. Although he didn't understand, female benefactor, they came to help them. Why did senior brother let himself stare at them?
But since elder martial brother said so, he would stare at it carefully.
Huiyuan patted him on the shoulder and then walked away.
After he left, the little monk stared at Nangong Yan and didn't even dare to blink. He was afraid that he would disappear in front of his eyes if he neglected.
Nangong Yanfu's forehead was monitored by such a little bit for the first time. He also felt strange in his heart.
Although he didn't hear what Huiyuan said, Nangong Yan guessed a lot from the lip shape.
So Nangong Yan was very disdainful in his heart. Ah Xue took the initiative to save people. They were not grateful, but they were skeptical. Oh, this is the heart of the people.
When Ji Qingxue pushed the door in, Qu jiuque was trying to force the poison out of the Abbot's body.
"Nine que." Ji Qingxue went straight, "how's it going?"
Qu jiuque is already sweating. Seeing Ji Qingxue is like seeing the Savior.
"Oh, you can come." Qu jiuque now has no time to ask her why she appears in this dress. Go and clarify the situation, "the poison in the Abbot's body is spreading, and I can't help it."
Ji Qingxue's eyes coagulated, "you help him up!"
Hearing the speech, Qu jiuque immediately helped the abbot to sit up. Ji Qingxue injected a needle into his chest. The speed of the technique dazzled Qu jiuque.
Qu jiuque sincerely sighed, "you are really powerful!"
Ji Qingxue doesn't have time to answer him. It's not nonsense. It doesn't depend on who cured his disease.
After about an hour, Ji Qingxue finally controlled the Abbot's condition.
Qu jiuque saw that she stopped, so he asked tentatively, "is it all right?"
Ji Qingxue wiped the sweat on his forehead and nodded: "it's all right for the time being. I just controlled his poisonous hair, but we have to find an antidote, otherwise he will..."
Ji Qingxue put several bottles on the table and frowned: "but now I don't know which is the antidote!"
She hesitated in her eyes. Should she gamble?