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Since Ye Xin was fine, and since he had come back to see An Wuyou, and since he knew from An Wuyou's pulse that An Wuyou was suffering from the same kind of poison as Ye Xin, he ordered his servants to give her the order to treat An Wuyou's poison according to the old method.

Everyone came to the garden to wait for news. An Ruoxue asked, "For a poison like the Divine Doctor, the poison is not strong enough for Ruoxue to see. How can you make Big Brother unconscious for a long time?"

You Zhongxiang said, "This poison is a type of chronic poison, initially intended to numb the nerves of others, making them feel sore and weak all over, making them drowsy. As time passes, it will invade their internal organs, and eventually cause them to rot and eventually die. The Young Manor Lord being able to wake up frequently after being poisoned to such an extent is a testament to Young Manor Lord's deep skill.

An Ruoxue said: "So that's how it is. Then how do you think my big brother was poisoned? "How could my father not see him?"

You Zhongxiang said, "I don't know about your father's disappearance, but I'm still worried about something else …"

An Jiayi continued, "Yes. That's what I was worried about."

An Ruoxue asked, "Fourth Uncle, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Xin said: "For me, if I am like you, then it wouldn't be difficult for uncle master to cure me of the poison, but it is very clear that there is no poison after I lose consciousness."

An Ruoxue said, "That's right! This poison is mixed within the herbs!" Just as she finished speaking, she heard An Ruoxue shriek, "Ah!" That's right. If the poison was administered from behind, then why was your brother unconscious before the poison was administered? "

An family spoke up, "That is the key. I am afraid it is not that simple!"

Yu Zhongxiang said, "I just checked the Young Manor Lord's body but didn't find any obvious injuries. Furthermore, the Young Manor Lord didn't have any internal injuries, so I feel that it's strange. I still need to ask about An Tong."

At this time, Anfey had finished detoxifying the poison. Everyone entered the house and saw that Anfey's appearance was much better than before, but his face was still pale and he was breathing heavily.

He examined Anfey's body several times and shook his head. "I have been practicing medicine for many years. I can't find anything wrong with it!"

Madam An burst into tears when she heard this. An Ruoxue also spoke with tears in her eyes, "Godly Doctor, I beg you, please think of a way to save my elder brother!"

An Jiayi asked, "Is there really no other way?"

You Zhongxiang said, "Junior Brother, Sister-in-law, you know it's not that this old man isn't willing to help, this old man really can't find the cause of it."

Everyone was crying when they heard him. Yu Zhongxiang suddenly said, "That's right. I might know what's going on."

Madam An was anxious. "I beg Divine Doctor to save my husband!"

You Zhongxiang said, "I'm afraid I can't do that. Taoist Priest, you should be more adept than me …"

Gu Bai was stunned, "What do you mean, Martial Uncle?" And then, he reacted. "Oh, this humble Taoist understands. It seems that the young master's condition is indeed similar …"

An Ruoxue asked, "What does Taoist mean?"

The An clan replied, "Since it's something that Cooper can do, I'm afraid senior apprentice-brother's meaning is that there's nothing left to lose."

"That's right!"

Ye Xin said: "Senior brother, why don't you try."

Gu Bai frowned. "Although this humble Taoist studied some Dao arts in his early years, the Five Elements Eight Trigrams Assimilation Armor is mostly there. This soul-attracting Taoist is indeed a bit lacking."

An Jiajia said, "You're the only one out of everyone here who knows this. Why don't you try it out first!"

Gu Bai said, "Alright, disciple will listen to Master's orders, but this disciple really doesn't dare guarantee success!"

Gu Bai ordered people to prepare cinnabar, yellow paper, rootless water, incense burner, wooden sword, brush, and three pieces of rice. Gu Bai first burned a incense burner, closed his eyes, and started chanting. Suddenly, Gu Bai opened his eyes and a bright light shot out from his eyes, and he grabbed the peach wood sword with his right hand and picked up the brush with his right hand.

He then leapt back to the back of the table and spread three pieces of yellow paper flat on the table. He then drew different patterns on them with cinnabar, and with a loud roar, he sprinkled all three pieces of rice onto An Wugou's body. He then placed the wooden sword on the ground and leaped back behind the table, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and made a gesture of the middle finger and ring finger slightly curling together with the thumb and pinky finger.

At this moment, the three yellow papers on the table slowly floated up. At this moment, Daoist Gu Bai's entire body was trembling. The three yellow papers in front of him suddenly started burning up, but their burning speed was extremely slow.

Right at this moment, An Wuyou, who was lying on the bed covered in rice, suddenly opened his eyes. Not only was his eyes wide open, but his mouth was wide open, and his face revealed an extremely pained expression.

When Madam An saw this, she was immediately shocked and exclaimed, "Ah!" Who knew that at this critical moment, Daoist Gu Bai could not be disturbed. With this scream, the fire within the three yellow papers was immediately extinguished, and as for Gu Bai, his hands became weak as if they had no bones, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Daoist Gu Bai immediately fell backwards, while Yu Zhongxiang rushed forward to support him.

At this time, Gu Bai's face had turned yellow and his lips were pale. He hurriedly took out a red pill from his bosom and fed it to An Wuyou. After a long pause, Gu Bai let out a long breath and said, "Master, disciple has tried his best!"

Madam An cried, "Daoist leader, it's all my fault if I hadn't cut myself in half. You wouldn't have ended up like this …"

"It is not my sister-in-law's fault that I could not save the young master even without my wife's scream. If I did not have enough cultivation experience, the young master would have been able to open his eyes halfway through the burning of yellow paper, but … but …" Before he could finish his sentence, he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.