Luo qingluan knew nothing and only focused on treating Chen Ziqiu.

Fortunately, the silver needles needed for treatment were made the next day. Looking at the several silver needles inserted on the flannelette of the wooden box, they were indeed carefully made, with spiral lines at the end and a plum blossom as small as millet. It is obvious that these six silver needles are valuable.

Luo qingluan also knows the young man responsible for making silver needles. Chen Dong's big apprentice, Fang Hongyan, has followed him since childhood. He is diligent and hard-working. Although he has no talent in martial arts, he is a good businessman. Therefore, Fang Hongyan is also responsible for some external affairs of the herbal Hall branch.

Seeing that Fang Hongyan cares about Chen Ziqiu so much, even if Chen Dong doesn't say it, Luo qingluan can see his affection for Chen Ziqiu. If not, how could he take care of Luo qingluan without clothes? Knowing that Luo qingluan needs a special silver needle, he immediately builds it. It's more attentive than his own business?

"Princess, please, we must cure Qiuzi!" Fang Hongyan looked pathetic.

"She's fine. Don't worry." Luo qingluan smiled faintly. She vaguely thought of Nalan night from Fang Hongyan's behavior towards Chen Ziqiu. If she is also injured, I'm afraid Nalan night is also more worried than anyone? Unfortunately, she hasn't received Nalan night's response yet. Although the letter has been sent out, she doesn't know if he can see it and when he will contact her.

"Go out first. Just stay at the door. Don't let anyone in. Don't come in and disturb even if you hear any noise." Luo qingluan gave an order. Fang Hongyan nodded like a chicken pecking rice. Finally, he took a concerned look at Chen Ziqiu lying in bed and walked out reluctantly.

Standing at the door like a long gun, Fang Hongyan firmly remembers Luo qingluan's words and absolutely forbids anyone to enter.

Sitting by the bed, Luo qingluan looked at the pale Chen Ziqiu and called her: "Miss Chen..."

"Wang... Princess..." Chen Ziqiu's voice was very weak. Even if she spoke, it would affect her chest for a while. She always thought she was going to die, but she couldn't give up her father and Fang Hongyan, so she tried her best to support her. But I didn't expect that I still had hope to survive.

For the operation to be performed later, Luo qingluan is going to tell Chen Ziqiu something. After all, her body was badly hurt. Even if she wanted to save Chen Ziqiu's life, it was not easy for her to recover completely.

It depends on how Chen Ziqiu is willing to choose.

"Miss Chen, I'll cure you later, but there are some things you need to know."

Luo qingluan smiled and picked up a six inch silver needle to show Chen Ziqiu: "your injury is very serious, damaged the viscera, and delayed for several days, delaying the best treatment time. Even I can't guarantee that I can cure you."

Chen Ziqiu's eyes flashed a touch of stubbornness and strength: "princess, thank you..."

Luo qingluan interrupted her: "don't call me princess. Just call my name. My last name is Luo."

"Well... Well, excuse me, Miss Luo..." Chen Ziqiu looked pale, A look of gratitude appeared on his face: "you don't have to have a psychological burden. Even if you can't cure me, the worst result is death. I already know. Since you have given me some hope now, I'm very grateful to you, not to mention your noble status. You are willing to work so hard to help me..."

"Don't say that. Everyone is from the dark night hall. You take risks for the king of Chu. How can I not save you when you are hurt?"

"Tell me, Miss Luo, is it difficult for me to recover from this injury?" She insisted on sitting up, but Chen Ziqiu couldn't exert her strength. She moved and lay back. The wound was so painful that her face was like white paper for a moment.

Luo qingluan quickly stabilized her and quickly clicked her acupoints, Tell her not to move: "Don't worry, Miss Chen. Although your wound is a little serious, it can't be cured. I just want to remind you that if you want to recover, you may suffer a little later, but if you just want to save your life, it will be much easier. The time I give you treatment will be very short, but it may affect your martial arts in the future."

Luo qingluan paused, looked at Chen Ziqiu's staring eyes, and said after a while, "maybe your martial arts will be wasted."

"How could this happen?" Chen Ziqiu thought for a while. Without thinking about it for long, he said without hesitation, "miss naluo, cure me. No matter how painful it is, I can hold it back."

Luo qingluan reminded her. I've made it very clear to you that the pain is not as simple as you think. After all, your heart is damaged and has been delayed for so many days. This pain may be unimaginable. And at least three times. "

Hearing this, Chen Ziqiu's face was a little dignified. Since Luo qingluan said so seriously, it seemed that it was not ordinary pain. So should she choose to go through three painful treatments to keep her martial arts?

Or choose easy treatment, as long as you can save your life. Although martial arts is very important, but

Just thinking of this, Chen Ziqiu suddenly thought of something and his face became serious.

If she doesn't have martial arts... How can she?

With a frown, Chen Ziqiu's face became very firm: "Miss Luo, I really want to treat it. No matter how painful it is, I can stand it. Even if I have to endure it three times, I have absolutely no problem and won't regret it."

This decision was somewhat unexpected to Luo qingluan. She didn't expect that the young girl in front of her should have such a great determination, but since the other party has made a choice, she will help her cure it like this.

Fortunately, it was summer now, and the weather was not cold at all. Luo qingluan asked Fang Hongyan to bring in a basin of charcoal fire to raise the temperature in the room, and then went out.

Standing at the door, Fang Hongyan was as nervous as if he was going to jump out. How serious is Akiko's injury? Even want some carbon pots in summer?

Luo qingluan opened the quilt, then held Chen Ziqiu and let her sit up.

With such a simple action, Chen Ziqiu was very painful, but she bit her lower lip tightly, tried her best to endure, and sat up for a long time. Luo qingluan didn't want her to suffer so much. She put a little on Chen Ziqiu's back.

Chen Ziqiu immediately felt that her pain had been alleviated a lot, and she was relieved.

Luo qingluan slowly took off Chen Ziqiu's coat and lining, revealing her bright and clean body. There was a knife edge on the right side of the back, which looked ferocious and shocking. Even if Luo qingluan didn't see the fierce battle at that time, he could think of it.

Fortunately, both of them are girls. Even if they are naked, it's nothing. After stabilizing her mood for a while, Luo qingluan picked up the silver needle she had just made and chose the six inch long one to hold in her hand.

This is also Luo qingluan's first time to use the ghost hand nine needle method to treat the injury of the heart. She is more or less nervous.

Slowly, Luo qingluan's eyes became dignified. Finally, she gave a meal. The silver needle had accurately pierced Chen Ziqiu's back. Her hand was loose, and then the silver needle shook slightly with a wonderful rhythm.

Soon, Luo qingluan stabbed six silver needles in Chen Ziqiu's back, all in the heart. Only the heart of ordinary people is on the left, and Luo qingluan's six silver needles are all pierced on Chen Ziqiu's right back.

As the silver needle penetrated one by one, the expression on Chen Ziqiu's face gradually changed. As if in some pain, her already pale face was almost like a piece of white paper. Later, even sweat appeared on his forehead.

Even if she bit her lower lip tightly, she couldn't bear it, and a murmur came out of her mouth. Chen Ziqiu only felt that her body was burning, especially her heart, as if someone took out her heart and put it on the fire.

But she firmly remembered Luo qingluan's words. If she wanted to recover from the injury, save her life and keep her martial arts, she had to endure such pain. He doesn't want to lose his martial arts, nor does he want to be a drag on Fang Hongyan. Then she must pass this pass.

After a while, even though Luo qingluan's hand didn't touch those silver needles, each silver needle was shaking slowly. This situation seemed strange, but Luo qingluan knew very well that this was the particularity of the ghost hand nine needle method.

Each silver needle is shaking. This special vibration can stimulate the heart, stimulate potential and stimulate rapid healing. It's a little suspense to say. Master ghost hand didn't tell her what the principle was. But after all, it is very effective. Luo qingluan can only try.

The time of incense has passed, and Chen Ziqiu's pain has reached the peak. She trembles all over, but it's still the same. She still doesn't dare to move at all, and can only try her best to control it.

Even so, Luo qingluan also felt Chen Ziqiu's strength. It is very rare for a girl to endure such great pain.

Luo qingluan said softly, "Miss Chen, if you are in severe pain, you can call it out. It will be more comfortable."

But Chen Ziqiu didn't speak. She just let out a gentle, um, just like this, but it seemed that she had exhausted all her strength. Chen Ziqiu didn't speak again, but she still didn't cry out. Fortunately, the most painful time has passed, and the pain in the body slowly eases until it disappears.

Luo qingluan also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this moment passed, the first treatment was basically successful.

Luo qingluan pressed Chen Ziqiu's pulse, helped her feel her pulse again and observed the situation in her body. A moment later, he released his hand.

Not bad. The heart injury has healed half and the bleeding has been greatly reduced. Although there is congestion in the body, it is much better than before treatment.

Take out the silver needles one by one from Chen Ziqiu's back, disinfect them and put them back in the wooden box. This first treatment is over. When Luo qingluan dressed Chen Ziqiu, then helped her lie back in bed and covered her with a quilt, he asked Fang Hongyan at the door to come in.

At the sight of Chen Ziqiu lying in bed, his face was even whiter, almost like a dead man. Fang Hongyan was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out: "princess, what happened to her and Qiuzi? How could this happen?"

Luo qingluan smiled. Don't worry. She's fine. Today's treatment is very successful. As long as we do it twice, we can basically recover.

"Two more?" Fang Hongyan shouted with exaggeration.

Just now he heard bursts of repressed voices at the door. He was quite familiar with Qiuzi's every move. Even if she didn't cry out, he could feel the pain Qiuzi was suffering from the breathing sound overflowing from her teeth.

The whole distressed heart was like pulling up. Fang Hongyan sat by the bed and said softly, "Qiuzi, it's all right. It's all over. I'm still with you."

Chen Ziqiu didn't have the strength to speak at all, but he didn't want Fang Hongyan to worry. He could only blink and squeeze out a smile.

"Now you'd better not disturb her. Go out and fry her a medicine. It will be much better after drinking it." Luo qingluan ordered Fang Hongyan to decoct the medicine. The latter reluctantly went out after half natural.