The door was closed, but Sun Qing didn't understand, so she said, "Young Master Yu, is this person really an evil wind entering his body?"
She reached out to feel the man's pulse, "The pulse is indeed a little weak, but how did you know that he had an evil wind entering his body?"
Mo Siyu looked at Sun Qing's sincere face of thirst for knowledge, and couldn't bear to deceive her with nonsense, so he said vaguely: "There is no wound or abnormality, the whole body is in pain, and there is no other disease except the evil wind entering the body. Try it."
Sun Qing half-understood, like a curious baby, continued to break the casserole and ask the end: "But didn't you once said that ghosts, witchcraft and so on should not be trusted too much?"
Mo Siyu: "..."
She forcefully defended: "It's true that you can't believe too much, but you can't just believe it at a critical moment, right?"
Sun Qing was persuaded and had no choice but to nod her head: "That's right."
Soon, glutinous rice and magnets were brought over. These two things were not too expensive. Outside the backyard of the house, there was a magnet.
Mo Siyu asked the two visitors to go out, and at the same time sent Sun Qing away: "Go outside and help me watch the wind and see which way the wind blows..."
Poor Sun Qing really believed what Mo Siyu said, and left the bedroom with a small flag folded with white cloth, and went to the door to judge the direction of the wind.
The door was closed, and the room was quiet. Mo Siyu stared at the person on the bed, lifted the quilt, put his fingertips on his neck, and followed the lines of the clothes all the way down.
Her other hand was holding a magnet, and the closer the magnet was to the man, the more painful the man was lying on the bed, his face twisted ferociously, as if something had penetrated his body.
The magnet in Mo Siyu's hand slowly moved down his arm, and then, Mo Siyu pulled out the knife and cut a long gash on the man's arm.
Only a slight "ding" sound was heard, and something covered the magnet.
Five times in a row, Mo Siyu finally took out all the needles in the man's body.
She sewed up the wound, wrapped the glutinous rice soaked in blood, creating the illusion of being expelled from the evil wind, and took off the cow hairy needle attached to the magnet and put it in the medical bag.
Sun Qing at the door is still doing her best to report every once in a while, "Now it's Dongfeng..."
Mo Siyu packed up his things before letting Sun Qing in.
Seeing that the bedroom door was open, the two old men ran in quickly, and seeing the white glutinous rice turning blood red, they hurriedly asked, "Young Master Yu, how is my son?"
"It's quite successful. It will probably get better in a few days." Mo Siyu said with a serious look, "However, I used his blood to wash away his past sins. Arrived."
"What do you mean?" The old man didn't understand.
"Is he working under the hands of the high priest?"
"Yes." The old man nodded: "If you're sick, you can't be a guard anymore..."
"That's it. It's probably because we see too many bloody disasters on weekdays, so the evil wind enters the body." Mo Siyu comforted the old man: "So, if you wake up this time and you are healthy, don't go to any aristocratic families and dignitaries in the future." Be around as a guard.
It is best to prepare a few acres of Susukida and live a stable life. You can live a long life in peace by doing a small business or doing a small business. "
When the two old men heard this, they quickly took it to heart and agreed.
Mo Siyu's fingertips landed on the man's neck, and said: "In a while, he will probably wake up, let's go outside and wait."
Before finishing a cup of tea, the old woman's surprised voice was heard in the room.
Without waiting for the old man to come out to thank him, Mo Siyu twisted the medical bag and stood up, pulling Sun Qing straight out of the courtyard...