Amazing Pastoral World: Unparalleled Medical Queen

"What?" The waiter grabbed Uncle Yuan's sleeve and asked anxiously, "What happened to my cousin?"

"Mr. Gao has been studying the newly collected herbs these days, saying that he wants to make a magical medicine that can fight poison with poison. Just now, he tried the medicine on himself and got poisoned!"

"Cousin!" The young man shouted sadly and rushed towards the backyard of Xuanhu Pavilion.

Seeing the two young men following the waiter running quickly towards the backyard, Lu Ke'er thought for a moment and followed them.

The backyard of Xuanhu Pavilion is very large, but compared with the backyard of Pinxianlou, it is like heaven and earth, it can be described as a mess.

On both sides of the road, wherever there was space, there were all kinds of medicinal herbs. Some had been dried, some had been sliced, some were still whole and unprocessed, and some seemed to have just been dug out of the soil, with dirt still on their roots. The air was filled with a strong herbal aroma.

There was a small stone house in the courtyard. Young Master Qi ran straight to the house, shouting, "Cousin, cousin! Hold on, don't let anything happen to you!"

The stone house was very simple, with a furnace in the middle, the fire had just gone out, but there was still some heat. There were simple wooden shelves, tables and chairs placed around, and various medicinal materials were piled up in a mess on the shelves.

On the floor beside the stove, there lay a dishevelled man. The brocade robe he was wearing was covered in dirt and had lost its original colour. There were some burn marks on the cuffs and hem of the robe.

There was a broken bowl on the ground with some residual black medicine in it.

"Cousin, cousin!" Young Master Qi rushed over and called out loudly.

"Qi... Qi Ming." The man lay on his side, groaning with difficulty. Half of his face was covered by his hair, and only his lips were black and purple, with a black bloodstain on the edge of his lips.

"What should I do? What should I do?" Qi Ming was so anxious that he burst into tears. "Uncle Yuan, where is Doctor Zhao? Get him here quickly!"

Uncle Yuan who followed in looked embarrassed: "Because there are not many patients, Doctor Zhao just said he had something to do and left first."

"What? How can I just leave during the consultation?" Qi Ming was terrified and at a loss. "What should I do? What should I do?"

He suddenly looked at Rong Zhixing and pleaded urgently: "Mr. Rong, please think of a way to save my cousin."

Rong Zhixing was also very anxious and worried.

He and Gao Yutang have known each other since childhood. As the only grandson of the head of the Qiguo Imperial Hospital, Gao Yutang is well-known in the capital. He is known as a drug fanatic and goes to drugstores and clinics every day. Compared with medical skills, he prefers to study pharmacology. He often says that a good prescription is like a sophisticated weapon equipped on a soldier, which can more effectively defeat the enemy of disease. Therefore, he studies medicinal materials and prepares medicines every day. That's all. After all, there is no great danger, so his family will let him go.

But two years ago, for some reason, Gao Yutang suddenly developed a strong interest in poisons and began to study all kinds of poisons. This frightened all his relatives and friends around him, and they watched him like a thief, watching him closely and not letting him touch any kind of medicinal materials.

Therefore, when this guy heard that he was going to open a clinic in Jinji Town, he found a way to follow him. After being freed from the control of his family, this guy started his journey of refining medicine without restraint.

Rong Zhixing couldn't help but feel a little regretful when he thought of this.

How could he forget that Gao Yutang was a complete lunatic whenever medicine was mentioned?

He suddenly thought of something and looked at Lu Ke'er.

The little girl had been very quiet since she entered the stone house. At this moment, seeing that someone's life was in danger, her expression was also indifferent.

Rong Zhixing wasn't sure whether she was cold-hearted or confident.

"Miss Lu, look..." He didn't say anything else, but his test and intention were self-evident.

Yu Qianjing and Qi Ming looked at him in surprise, and then looked at Lu Ke'er.

Lu Ke'er's expression was still calm: "I'll try."

She first picked up a broken piece of bowl and smelled the smell of the medicine. Then, she walked to Gao Yutang, leaned down, brushed the messy hair off his face with one hand, and reached for his wrist with the other hand, pressing her fingers on his pulse.

Under the messy hair was a face covered with stubble. His face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was breathing out more than in.

A thick black aura lingered on his forehead.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to feel the other person's pulse, Lu Ke'er injected spiritual energy into the other person's body, and used her mental power to sense the other person's physical condition through the spiritual energy.

In the past two days, she has studied the method of spiritual energy circulation taught by the old man in the dream whenever she has free time, and gradually mastered the art of using spiritual energy to treat diseases and detoxify. She found that with the power of spiritual energy, the medical knowledge and abilities she learned and mastered in modern times have almost reached a subversive breakthrough.

"He's been poisoned," she said flatly.

In her heart, she was very happy that she had a chance to try out the detoxification method of spiritual energy today.

"Isn't this obvious?" Yu Qianjing muttered. Feeling the sharp gaze from Rong Zhixing, he stroked his long hair, snorted coldly, and said no more.

Lu Keer glanced at him and snorted in her heart.

This feminine man had been harboring inexplicable hostility towards her ever since they met at the gate, and no one knew why.

"He was poisoned by a mixture of the poison of the Heartbreak Grass and the Hundred Days Soul-Hunting Herb. Each of these two poisons is a strong poison, let alone the mixture of the two. Currently, the toxin is spreading to his heart meridian," she explained.

Rong Zhixing's heart sank, but when he saw Lu Ke'er's calm face, he felt reassured.

Lu Ke'er turned around and asked Qi Ming, "Do you have any silver needles? I can use acupuncture to suppress the toxins in his body and then help him detoxify."

"Ah? Yes, yes." Qi Ming nodded hurriedly and ran out in a hurry.

After a while, he brought a set of silver needles and handed them to Lu Ke'er.

Lu Ke'er picked up a silver needle and asked Qi Ming to light a candle. After simply sterilizing the silver needle with high temperature under the candlelight, she stabbed it into Gao Yutang's neck that was exposed outside his collar without even looking at it.

When the silver needle pierced into him, Gao Yutang's body trembled.

"Hey, why don't you recognize the acupoints?" Yu Qianjing asked in surprise.

Lu Ke'er glanced at him coldly.

Rong Zhixing shouted, “Shut up!”

Yu Qianjing was so angry that his eyes widened. He pointed at Lu Ke'er and asked in disbelief: "You...you actually yelled at me for this girl? Are you still my brother? Do you trust her so much?"

Lu Ke'er said coldly: "Then you come?"

"You..." Yu Qianjing glared at Lu Ke'er and shook his hands, "Okay, I'll stay here today and see how you detoxify."

Lu Ke'er ignored him and concentrated on injecting spiritual energy into the silver needle in her hand.

Lu Ke'er pinched the silver needle and gently twisted and inserted it into Gao Yutang's skin. The spiritual energy followed the silver needle into Gao Yutang's meridians, blocking the poison that was spreading to the heart meridian, and forcing the poison to the arm little by little.

This process requires extreme patience and strong mental support.

It was her first time to use spiritual energy to force out poison, and Lu Ke'er was not very skilled at the beginning. She practiced while exploring, and gradually mastered some techniques, and her speed gradually increased. However, even so, detoxification is still a long process, and she cannot afford to be distracted or careless.

As time passed, she gradually felt more and more tired, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on her forehead.

Rong Zhixing's heart tightened.