Disciple, you are not really invincible, there is still your wife in this world

Chapter [-] Poison

Luo Chenyu's palms were red, as if he had been burned by high-temperature gas.

There was a look of shock in her eyes, and her tone was unspeakably shocked: "Grandmaster...peak?"

Her expression at the moment could be said to be one of shock and sluggishness at the same time. She had spent so much resources and received so much guidance from seniors before she could step into the ranks of martial arts grand masters at the age of twenty-two.

Although there are countless monsters in Kyoto, there are still only a few great masters as young as her.

But what she didn't expect was that she would see a man of similar age to her in this small prefecture-level city today, but whose martial arts level was so much higher than hers.

"Mr. Luo, please ask your granddaughter to go out. Otherwise, I'm afraid there's no way to cure your disease."

Qin Yang did not continue to apply acupuncture, but put down his hands with a calm expression.

Marquis Luo Wen nodded, and then said to Luo Chenyu: "Chenyu, go out first and wait outside."

"Grandpa!" Luo Chenyu looked solemn and his eyes were filled with nervousness.

"Get out." Luo Wenhou seemed a little tired, his tone was slightly heavier, and an indescribable momentum spread from his body at the same time.

Luo Chenyu stiffened, then glanced at Qin Yang coldly, and said coldly: "If my grandfather had any shortcomings, Tai Guowei would have to..."

"To shut up!"

Before Luo Chenyu could say the next words, Marquis Luo Wen suddenly shouted loudly. He looked so weak just now that he might die at any time.

At this moment, it was like a terrifying celestial warrior bursting out with all his momentum, making several people's hearts feel heavy.

"Grandpa, don't be angry. I won't say anything anymore. I'll be out right away!"

Luo Chenyu seemed to be afraid of her grandfather's anger, so she quickly turned around and left the treatment room.

As soon as Luo Chenyu left, Marquis Luo Wen returned to his sickly look.

Then, he said weakly and apologetically: "Little miracle doctor, my granddaughter is too worried about me. She is spoiled rotten by the family and is a little ignorant."

"I hope you won't argue with her. I'll ask her to make amends to you later."

Qin Yang didn't pay too much attention and asked instead: "Mr. Luo was healed by Sai Shenxian?"

Marquis Luo Wen sighed: "He has seen me several times, but he always said that there is no way. I don't know when my illness will end."

Qin Yang picked up the silver needle again. Marquis Luo Wen hesitated, but still said: "Little miracle doctor, Immortal Sai did say that my condition is not suitable for acupuncture."

"You seem to have different opinions from him. I wonder if you can tell me your thoughts?"

Look, this is the proper way to ask someone, Luo Chenyu is too young.

"Shenxian Sai's judgment is correct. You are not suitable for acupuncture, because you can still live a good life and are not paralyzed in bed because the last qi and blood are sealed in your body."

"If I'm not wrong, Sai Shenxian must have used some kind of acupuncture method to forcefully block your riddled body."

"In this way, the last stream of energy and blood that is about to escape is intercepted."

Luo Wenhou looked surprised, and immediately a look of admiration appeared in his eyes. Now he completely believed in the ability of this young miracle doctor.

You know, not even Liao Zhongming said these words.

Marquis Luo Wen couldn't help but smile and said: "Mr. Liao, it seems that my life was saved because of you."

Liao Zhongming was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "If this is really the case, it is something worth celebrating!"

"However, I really have to say something that will embarrass your old face..."

Luo Wenhou forced a smile on his face that revealed his exhaustion: "You are indeed not as good as this little miracle doctor!"

Liao Zhongming said, dumbfounded: "What you said... is indeed the truth! I have long understood that even ten of me may not be able to match Qin Yang's medical skills."

After saying that, he looked at Qin Yang: "Qin Yang, Mr. Luo's injury... can you cure it?"

"Yes, there are three problems with Mr. Luo. One is the consumption of qi and blood, the other is that his body's tendons are corroded to the point of being covered with perforations that are difficult to see with the naked eye, and the last one is the toxins in his body."

Liao Zhongming looked stunned and asked quickly: "Toxin? Mr. Luo was poisoned? Wasn't he injured?"

Even Marquis Luo Wen was a little surprised and couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Little miracle doctor, am I poisoned? Isn't it internal injury?"

Qin Yang had a strange look on his face: "Why do you think this was an injury? Is this an unknown poisoning?"

"..."

Liao Zhongming was really embarrassed this time. His original diagnosis was that Marquis Luo Wen was injured.

But now Qin Yang said it was poisoning... In other words, he even got the cause of the injury wrong?

For Liao Zhongming, who was named the third miracle doctor in Great Xia, this was really an extremely low-level mistake.

Marquis Luo Wen explained: "I went abroad on business and was slapped in the face by someone abroad. Since then, my physical condition has been getting worse."

"Even Sai Shenxian judged that my internal organs and meridians in my body were injured because of that palm."

Qin Yang said: "Either Sai Shenxian also made a mistake in his judgment, or he made a judgment but didn't tell you."

Marquis Luo Wen's expression moved slightly, and he smiled without changing his expression: "I don't know then... Since the little miracle doctor can cure it, I beg you to take care of my old bones."

Qin Yang saw that he deliberately avoided this topic, so of course he would not bring trouble to continue talking about it.

"I can repair Mr. Luo's riddled tendons and stabilize his energy and blood without losing it, but Mr. Luo is not a warrior after all, so even if he replenishes his energy and blood, he can only replenish his energy and blood to a level consistent with his body's age."

Marquis Luo Wen thought for a while and then asked: "What the little miracle doctor means is, how many years can I live before I am injured, and will it still be the same after I am cured? Will my life be extended because of the replenishment of qi and blood?"

Qin Yang nodded, and Luo Wenhou waved his hand nonchalantly: "I don't have that idea. Life and death are determined by fate. It is not advisable to go against the will of heaven."

"Now that you understand it clearly, let's get ready to start..."

Qin Yang asked Zhao Lingxi to take out Zhao Zhongyang's silver needle, and then asked Zhao Zhongyang to get the elixir.

He also has a batch of elixirs in stock at Zhao Zhongyang's place.

Liao Zhongming was also helping, and he couldn't help but ask: "Qin Yang, what kind of poison did Mr. Luo get?"

"Gu poison."

Qin Yang said a term that made Liao Zhongming change his face as usual.

"What? Poison?" Liao Zhongming looked slightly horrified, obviously he had heard about the power of this poison.

He understood instantly and said: "So, that killer slapped Mr. Luo desperately in order to put the poison into Mr. Luo's body?"

Qin Yang nodded while applying the acupuncture, and responded: "It is almost impossible to kill a person like Mr. Luo through conventional means. Poison, which few people understand, is the most suitable method."