"Come on, get the doctor!" Wu Mantian looked at his daughter, who was in a coma when she froze at her mouth, and couldn't help panicking.
"The doctor said Qu'er was not saved." The little woman cried painfully, "my husband, I heard that there are several Fengzhu of Shenshui sect coming to the mansion. I think this must be the Fengzhu of Shenshui sect."
The little woman took the child and hurriedly went to Murong URT and knelt down. "Please help my daughter, help her, Lord Feng!"
Murong URT's face is muddled. She is the leader of the peak. She is also the guide of Xuanshi. But she doesn't know the skill of Qi Huang, OK!
How can she be so embarrassed to drive the ducks to the shelves!
Murong URT quickly reached out to stop the lady of the city Lord kneeling, "madam. Madam, please get up! "
Turning to look at Lord Wu, Murong URT said helplessly, "don't hide it from you. If you want a doctor, it's better to find xianyigu. There is only one person in Shenshui sect who has a little knowledge of medical skills. This person is the close maid of the patriarch and is still in Shenshui sect now. "
The lady of the city Lord fell to the ground like a ball of gas.
The city Lord quickly reached out to help her, "madam, madam."
"Qu'er..." The lady of the city Lord hugged her daughter and cried, "my poor daughter."
"If you hold her to death like this, she will really die soon." Suddenly, a cold voice mixed with crying rises. The sound quality is clear and crisp, like a spring under the snow mountain.
The city Lord and his wife stared at the voice, but they saw a girl who was twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in pure green silk, with cold and gorgeous face, looking at them with cold eyes.
Murong nettle:
She was thinking of a sound to round the field, so she listened to her little apprentice's cold voice and yelled, "what's the use of crying? Can crying alone solve the problem? You! Put her down! "
The lady of the city Lord unconsciously released her hand and looked at the little girl.
Suddenly, she felt that her leg was light. She was carrying her daughter to one side and put her on the edge of the ridge.
"Er..." Murong nettle just wanted to make a sound, then her eyes slightly solidified.
I saw my little apprentice twist her wrist skillfully, give her a pulse first, and then open her eyelids to see.
Then take out a small needle bag from the waist, take out a few silver needles, and directly drop a few needles, which almost dazzles these laymen.
"Eh? Elder martial sister, will my apprentice see a doctor? " Yang Guorong was stunned. She turned to Murong nettle, whose eyes were fixed. She couldn't help but smile, "isn't it? You know it for the first time, ha ha ha. "
Murong URT held out a hand and pushed the head of the second cargo to one side, staring at her angrily!
At this time, the tree has quickly pulled out the needle and turned the girl upside down.
Only listen to "wow", the girl spits out a mouthful of black juice, and the complexion on her face is obviously improved.
The city Lord and his wife looked at their eyes with surprise and joy. They hurriedly ran over, reached out and picked up the girl, and said to the tree, "thank you very much, little girl, thank you very much."
The arbor looks at the city Lord and his wife expressionless, "she swallowed the heartbroken grass."
"Heartbroken grass?" The city Lord and his wife looked at each other in surprise. They had never heard of the name of this herb.
"That's heartbreak grass." The arbor points at will, and there are two or three basins of things under the corridor in the distance.
The lady of the city Lord looked surprised. "Is it poisonous?"
"Its toxins are concentrated near the roots, swallowed, and adults can't stand it, let alone children."