The guard was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, watching helplessly that his fists swelled up like fermented steamed buns, his fingers were numb, his skin turned black, and he was on the verge of death.
Fear and anger occupied the whole body, but facing the gloomy face of the high priest, the guards did not dare to move, they just knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "High priest, save me, save me!"
Qin Wuyan stared at Mo Siyu coldly, "Do you know the consequences of disobeying my order?"
"Of course I know." Mo Siyu covered the porcelain altar, "But the high priest also said just now that he just wanted to test my medical skills to see if I was exaggerating.
Since the purpose is this, I think that no matter who is poisoned, as long as I can help to completely cure it, won't the high priest achieve your purpose?
Young Master Chu has been poisoned by hundreds of insects, and the remaining poison in his body is still there. If he is stabbed by this poisonous scorpion again, I am afraid that it will affect the effect of my pill, so after much deliberation, I choose a strong person to test the poison Better. "
She knelt down and looked at the guard whose face had turned blue and started to twitch: "I think your guard here is pretty good."
Qin Wuyan looked at all this with cold eyes, his voice was like ice from the sky: "If he has something to do, you can stay here to be buried with him."
Mo Siyu smiled slightly, picked up the powder that was crushed by the high priest, pinched the guard's chin, and poured the coefficient into his mouth: "Eat him, the poison will be cured."
When the guard heard this, he almost wiped out the plates containing the medicine powder.
Mo Siyu poured a glass of warm water and fed it into his mouth: "Drink it, the medicine will take effect faster."
The guard poured a glass of water down his throat without spilling a drop.
Mo Siyu dragged a chair and sat down, shaking his little feet leisurely, "After a while, the pain in your body will probably disappear."
As he said that, Mo Siyu yawned, thought for a while, and then took out two boxes from the medicine bag, opened one of them, dug out a lump of mud-like plaster, and carefully applied it on the guards. On the swollen hand, "Okay, wait for a cup of tea, and the redness of your injury will disappear."
As he said that, he put another plaster on the bedside: "This is a gift for my wife, I mixed it myself. In winter, the climate is dry, and the effect of applying it on the face is particularly good.
Madam will love it if she uses it. "
Chu Chuyan reminded: "Brother Yu, don't send things indiscriminately. If something happens, it won't be good if the high priest blames you."
Don't blame him for his villainous heart. The high priest, who is moody, decisive, and life-like, can kill an aristocratic family once he is in a bad mood.
Ten years ago, the high priest just came to power, and immediately wiped out the Min family's family. At the time, Min Huizhu, the only daughter of the Min family, was still a saint, and a former saint of Yuecheng.
The Min family was also the largest family at that time. Only after the Min family and the priest's wife's natal family disappeared from Yuecheng, the original five major families became the three major families.
Mo Siyu simply opened the lid of the box, dug out a piece of ointment from inside, and spread it evenly on the back of his hand, "This ointment is also used for maintenance by myself. If the high priest doesn't like it, he thinks this ointment may be poisonous, but he must not threw.
Either return it to me, or give it to the servants here, after all, there are dozens of rare medicinal materials in it. "
Qin Wuyan: "..."
Qin Wuyan took a general look: "Are you from the Jincheng Yu family?"