PFC Chapter 114 Yan Xueer
Chapter 114 Yan Xueer
Manager Zhao arranged for someone to prepare a bathtub. The medicine from Mr. Huang was ready. "Soak in 80-degree water." Mi Yao said, and began to give acupuncture.
She took the needle bag out of her sleeve. Both people in the room were busy and no one noticed her needle bag.
Seal Pingping's heart meridian, then use silver needles to insert needles into Pingping's seven meridians and eight vessels. When it reaches the chest, it turns and rushes to an arm.
Old Huang had already prepared the medicine. He came to the bedside and saw Mi Yao's peculiar acupuncture technique. His eyes widened. Is this the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles?
Look more carefully, this acupuncture method is not random, the first needle is Guigong acupoint, the second needle is Guixin acupoint, the third needle is Guilei acupoint, the fourth needle is Guixin acupoint, the fifth needle is Guilu acupoint...
Mr. Huang was so excited that he didn't even blink, for fear of missing something.
Many accomplished doctors know the names of the acupoints of the Ghost Doctor's Thirteen Needles, but it takes some research to insert the needle. The depth of the needle in each acupoint is different, and seven of the thirteen major acupoints are active, which means they are moving all the time. Therefore, ordinary doctors do not know how to find the acupoints. This is the difficulty of the Ghost Doctor's Thirteen Needles.
Mr. Huang has been pursuing medical skills all his life and was obsessed with it. When he saw the Ghost Doctor's Thirteen Needles, which he had been trying to learn for his entire life but had never been able to master, he was so excited that he wanted to kneel down on the spot and beg Mi Mo to accept him as a disciple.
Mi Yao gave the acupuncture seriously, but he had no intention of guessing what was in Mr. Huang's mind.
After the last injection, the sweat on Mi Yao's forehead had already slid down. Mi Yao pierced three of Ping Ping's fingers, and dark red blood spurted out. Mi Yao kicked the spittoon beside him with his foot, and the blood flowed into the spittoon.
Until the blood turns red.
Mi Yao closes the needle.
"Mr. Huang, please carry the child into the bathtub. I'm a little exhausted." Mi Yao said as she stuffed a pill to restore her vitality into his mouth.
"Okay!" the young master said, and Mr. Huang happily carried Pingping into the bathtub.
Zhao Dong watched the whole process and saw how Mi Mo's face was pale and sweaty after the acupuncture. He felt indescribable.
After a while of tossing and turning the water temperature from 80 degrees to about 70 degrees, Mi Yao threw the black nine-petal lotus that she had prepared into the bathtub.
This was grown by her mother. There is a lotus pond on the west side of the villa. She bought a lot of lotus seeds online at the beginning. Later, flowers of several colors bloomed, including two black ones. After the flowers bloomed, Mi Yao specially looked it up in a medical book. The black nine-petal lotus is a holy medicine for detoxification. Mi Yao didn't care about it at the time. She just collected a few seeds, dried the petals, and put them in the medicine cabinet in the basement. In two years, there are more than twenty black nine-petal lotuses, which are particularly conspicuous among the red, pink and white lotuses.
The pale little face turned red as soon as it entered the water, and the fair body was also scalded red.
"Hot..." Pingping, who was in a coma, made a childish sound.
"Good child, bear with it. This is the only way for you to cure your illness. If you bear with it, you will recover." Mr. Huang was reluctant, but this was the only way for the child to get rid of the poison.
Zhao Dong's eyes were also filled with tears. He was almost thirty years old and had only this one child.
An hour later, Pingping finally woke up.
"Pingping, how do you feel?" Zhao Dong was very excited.
Mr. Huang pulled Pingping's wrist and nodded continuously.
"The child is saved, but he still needs to be carefully taken care of for a few months." The child is too thin.
"Don't worry, Mr. Huang. I will let Xue'er take good care of Pingping." Zhao Dong looked at Pingping's rosy little face, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell.
Mi Yao almost laughed out loud when he heard this.
"With what status did Manager Zhao ask your sister-in-law to take care of Pingping?" Mi Yao had almost rested and stood up.
"This...Xue'er has been taking care of Pingping since Pingping was born..." Zhao Dong explained.
"Miss Xue'er is eighteen or nineteen, or even in her twenties. She is not a maid, nor is she your second wife. Why should she take care of your children?" Mi Yao looked at Zhao Dong. He was very knowledgeable in business and had a clear mind, but unfortunately he was a little stupid when it came to dealing with issues of love between men and women.
"Then according to your opinion, should I marry her?" Zhao Dong asked uncertainly.
"Haha, Manager Zhao, if you knew that your wife's death was caused by the poisoning of Xue'er, and that Pingping had repeated illnesses over the years and almost died every time because of Xue'er, would you still have this idea?" Mi Yao looked at Zhao Dong with a confused face.
"Girl, why do you say that?" Old Huang came over.
"Mr. Huang, what kind of poison did Pingping get?" Mi Yao asked.
"Hell's Soul-Catching Powder." Mr. Huang replied.
"What is the opposite of it?" Mi Yao asked again.
"The night-blooming flowers are fragrant." replied Mr. Huang.
"Have you noticed the scent of Miss Xue'er?" Mi Mo asked again.
Old Huang was stunned for a moment. Because he was careful about the separation between men and women, he really didn't get close to Miss Xue'er. The scent of the night-blooming lily was very faint, and it could not be smelled at all unless you were close to it.
Zhao Dong believed it without a doubt.
"And, Miss Xue'er, no, it should be Mrs. Xue'er, I don't know whether she has ever been married, but she has given birth to children." Mi Mo dropped a bombshell, which shocked Mr. Huang.
It’s not that Mr. Huang’s level is not good, it’s that Mr. Huang is an upright person and has never taken Xue’er seriously.
"The rest are your family affairs, you can handle them yourself, but I still want to remind you that Hell Soul Powder is not something that ordinary people can get. She poisoned your wife when she was pregnant. This was premeditated for a long time." Mi Mo walked to the door and said, "Pay the consultation fee when you have time."
She was sincere in saving people, but there was no reason for her to work in vain.
"Hey!" Zhao Dong agreed.
Mi Yao and Huang Lao clasped their fists as a greeting.
After she left, she had no idea what Mr. Huang and Zhao Dong said to each other, but she didn't care anyway.
After checking out of Home Inn, Mi Yao returned to her house on West Street. From now on, this would be her home in the capital.
As Mi Yao opened the door and entered the yard, six men came towards her.
"Master!" The six people nodded and clasped their fists.
"You came quite quickly." Mi Yao was very satisfied with the speed of Zhang Bing and the others.
"When the master went to the pawnshop, he was seen by Xiaoya, so we came here to wait for him." Zhang Bing said.
"Where are the others?" Mi Yao sat down.
"Three people stayed in Liujia Village. One took care of the family, two were in charge of the rice shop, and the rest came to the capital. Li Jian led two people to protect the old lady at the residence of Lord Shizhong, and the rest are here. Oh, Xiaoya went to buy daily necessities." Zhang Bing reported.
"Is my mother doing well in Shizhong Mansion? Did she say anything?" Mi Yao asked.
Zhang Bing immediately said, "I only know that the old lady was beaten by Madam Mi on the night she came to the capital. She said that the old lady was ignorant and did not consider the overall situation. Li Jian wanted to take action, but was stopped by the old lady. Li Jian will come to report to the master later."