Although Feng Baizhe wanted to ask Chu Yunyao, but thinking that Fengjiabao was destroyed by Chu Yunyao, he still had a grudge in his heart. Now that he has fallen into this fate, tracing the root cause is also thanks to Chu Yunyao.
The festering on his body got better, Feng Baizhe got up, sat in the wheelchair and let the guards push him to find Chu Yunyao.
For several days in a row, Chu Yunyao did not find any traces related to the corpse insects. The door of her wing was guarded day and night by Feng Baizhe's personal guards, unable to escape.
These medicinal materials were arranged by her in different categories, and then ground into powder little by little, made into ball shapes, and placed in boxes.
Feng Baizhe's brand-new clothes hung empty on his bony body, and when he came to Chu Yunyao, he stared at her with dark eyes.
Without raising her head, Chu Yunyao continued to grind the herbs in her hand, and asked, "Is it better?"
"How long will it take?" Feng Baizhe stretched out his festered hand, picked up a pill, put it under his nose and sniffed it.
"How long?" Chu Yunyao raised her eyes, her clear eyes looked directly at Feng Baizhe's protruding eyes.
"How long will it take to completely cure my illness?" Feng Baizhe's voice was hoarse, with thick phlegm rolling in his throat.
"You are not sick, you have been poisoned." Chu Yunyao picked up a piece of medicinal material, and cut it finely, "If it is just poisonous, I only need to prescribe a dose of strong medicine, and it will be cured.
Now that you are poisoned in the blood, you can only recuperate slowly..."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Baizhe became angry, and overturned the sorted herbs on the plate, "I want you to cure me within a month, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what do you want?" Chu Yunyao said with a cold face, "Feng Baizhe, my life is indeed in your hands, but don't forget, your life is also in my hands. Apart from me, there is no one in this world. I'm afraid no one can heal the ulcers on your body.
Feng Xianzi, the genius doctor of your Feng family, died a long time ago. If you don't want to die, you'd better be obedient and respectful. "
Chu Yunyao spoke slowly: "Could it be that Master Feng has never heard a saying: Illness lies in the interstitial joints, where it can be touched by hot water; in the skin, it can be reached by needles and stones; in the stomach, it can be reached by the fire." ; In the bone marrow, where the command belongs, there is nothing to do.
Now the blood does not reach the bone marrow, and the poisoning time is very long. Your body is controlled by the poison, and you are becoming more and more empty. You should die soon.
Neither the needle stone nor the fire qi can be used, and even the stronger tiger and wolf medicine, your body can't bear it.
If you force Miss Ben to heal you within a month, you might as well go underground to find Hua Tuo. "
The last sentence completely angered Feng Baizhe, who was tortured by the poison and lost his mind. He grabbed the drug-cutting dagger on the table and threw it at Chu Yunyao.
Chu Yunyao was about to raise her hand to fight back, but she only felt that the strength in her body seemed to be drained suddenly.
At that moment of being stunned, she had no time to dodge, she leaned to the side, and the sharp blade almost slashed across her cheek, scratched her cheek, and nailed it to the wall behind her.
A few strands of broken hair fluttered down and fell on the table.
Chu Yunyao raised her hand, brushed her fingertips over the injured part of her cheek, and touched a few traces of bright red blood.
Feng Baizhe laughed crazily: "Chu Yunyao, don't rely on your good medical skills so I can't do anything to you, the broken ship still has three catties of rotten nails, not to mention the ruined Feng family.
Fairy Feng's ancestral home is in Miaojiang. Although she died, the several strange poisons and Gu poisons left behind are not something you can just unravel.
I have come to this end, all thanks to you, if I don't get up every day, don't think about it either. "