The Great Doctor Girl

Qingyao and Bixuan stepped forward with concerned smiles on their faces: "Luoshu, you're finally awake. We were so worried." Bixuan nodded beside them: "Yes, take good care of yourself. You still have to take care of the children."

I looked at them, my heart filled with gratitude: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do."

Huang Junze took the children and sat them down by the bed. They immediately came to my side, gently touching my face with their soft little hands. Looking at their innocent faces, the haze in my heart gradually dissipated.

After I recovered, I decided to go to my mother's tea space.

That was her favorite place during her lifetime, a place that holds countless memories for us. Stepping into that familiar courtyard, looking at the withered flowers and plants, I couldn't hold back my tears. I gently stroked the withered branches, feeling as if I could feel the warmth my mother once felt.

As I walked into the house, the air was still filled with the faint aroma of tea. On the tea table lay my mother's unfinished tea ceremony. The tea utensils remained, but the person was gone. I slowly sat down, picked up the teapot, and poured myself a cup of tea. The scalding tea slid down my throat, but it couldn't warm my cold heart.

I began sorting through my mother's belongings, each one bringing back endless longing. In a hidden compartment, I found a diary recording my mother's insights into her cultivation as a descendant of the Southern Vermillion Bird, as well as her hopes for me. Looking at her beautiful handwriting, I burst into tears.

I secretly vowed to reopen my mother's tea space so that the warmth and tranquility could continue.

On the other side, Huang Junze, holding the photo with the Taotie Heaven-Swallowing Formation inscribed on it, sped towards the old house. After getting out of the car, he hurried towards Grandpa Huang's study.

Along the way, the truths that made him sad kept flashing through his mind, and every step was heavy and urgent.

The study door was half-open. Huang Junze took a deep breath, calmed himself down, raised his hand and knocked on the door, then pushed it open and walked in. Grandpa Huang was sitting at the desk. When he saw him come in, his eyes fell on the documents in his hand and he was slightly startled.

Huang Junze walked to the desk and gently placed the information on the table. His voice trembled slightly, and he was excited and couldn't hide it: "Grandpa, did you know this a long time ago?"

Grandpa Huang's eyes swept over the information, and he understood it in his heart. He slowly leaned back in his chair, his expression solemn, and sighed slightly: "You know everything."

"Grandpa really knew all along!" Huang Junze could no longer control his emotions. His eyes reddened and his voice rose unconsciously. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you let these things happen?"

Grandpa Huang was silent for a moment, his eyes filled with reminiscence and pain. "Back then, when I found out, I was also very sad." He paused, a hint of determination in his eyes. "I knew he made a big mistake, so I kicked him out of the house. But I didn't expect that he would bring such great harm to you and Luo Shu's family."

Huang Junze clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, his heart swirling with anger and pain. "Luo Shu has lost so much because of these things. I can't just let it go."

Grandpa Huang slowly stood up, walked over to Huang Junze, and patted him on the shoulder: "I understand how you feel, child. Over the years, I have been secretly investigating and trying to make amends. Now, together, let us give Luo Shu and her family an explanation."

Huang Junze looked at Grandpa Huang, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes: "Grandpa, I must make the truth known and bring comfort to those victims."

Grandpa Huang nodded: "Okay, I will tell you everything I know, and we will face it together."

In the study, the figures of the grandfather and grandson appeared particularly firm under the light.

I returned to the Yiyi Hall. Qingyao and Bixuan were already busy trying to free the children from the Yin-Yang Gu. They consulted ancient texts and mixed herbs, trying to find a solution. Watching their focused figures, I felt a surge of gratitude.

"Luo Shu, don't worry, we will definitely find a way." Qingyao raised her head and looked at me firmly.

"Yes, let's work hard together." Bixuan also agreed.

I nodded, a surge of strength in my heart. With them around, I believe all difficulties can be overcome.

Huang Junze found me again, his eyes more determined. "Luo Shu, I know it's hard for you to forgive me now, but I will prove with my actions that I have nothing to do with what my father did..."

I looked at him, the resentment in my heart gradually fading, replaced by a deep sense of exhaustion. "I know it's not your fault, but I just need time to accept all this."

Huang Junze gently held my hand and said, "I will wait, no matter how long it takes."

As the days passed, the city was gradually rebuilt from the ruins, and Yiyitang returned to its former busyness.

That day, the sun was shining, and I brought my children to my mother's tea space.

The flowers and plants in the courtyard have regained their vitality under my careful care. I sat at the tea table, brewed a pot of tea for the children, and looked at their innocent smiles, my heart filled with warmth.

Huang Junze also came here. He looked at me and the children with tenderness in his eyes. "It's so beautiful here. It's like stepping back in time."

I smiled slightly and said, "Yes, my mother would be very happy if she saw all this."

Huang Junze walked over to me and gently put his arm around my shoulders. "From now on, let's protect this beauty together."

Yes, it would be great if everything could be this beautiful forever, but the most important thing right now is to find a way to remove the poison from my two children’s bodies.

Once you are poisoned by the Xiangxi Gu poison, there will be no unusual symptoms at first and it is easy to be ignored.

Once the Gu worms mature and grow within the body, they multiply and devour the internal organs, causing excruciating pain like a thousand needles piercing the body. Symptoms include persistent high fever, vomiting, and rapid weight loss. The skin gradually loses its color, becoming sallow and dry. Even more terrifying, some Gu poisons can even attack the nervous system, causing unconsciousness, madness, and ultimately death in endless agony.

Yiyitang, guarding a thousand-year heritage amidst the hustle and bustle of the city, is now shrouded in a layer of haze.

Fortunately, we finally have some clues about how to solve the poison.

Qingyao rushed in hurriedly, holding the child. There were only 72 hours left until Jing Shuo and Yining's first birthday. Every second felt like a heavy hammer, hammering at everyone's heart.

Qingyao, clad in a cyan robe, possessed a nimble figure, her eyes gleaming with determination. She was a master among her peers in the art of Qimen Dunjia, possessing a unique understanding of the laws of nature. Bixuan, with a stern expression, held a tacit understanding of the Black Tortoise armor in her hands. She excelled in the Black Tortoise Soul-Calming Technique, resolving countless troubles for people and protecting those around her. As for me, the white tiger totem on the back of my neck was my symbol, and a newly blossomed blood-red lotus on my lower back held a hidden and powerful energy.

The two children were soundly asleep in their cradles, their cheeks rosy, as adorable as ordinary twins. But we knew that a deadly poison was dormant in their bodies. Once they turned one year old and matured, the poison would begin to devour their bodies crazily.

I was extremely anxious. Qingyao came into the clinic and quickly spread the map of the twenty-eight constellations all over the floor.

The constellations on the map shone faintly in the dim light, like the mysterious codes of an ancient universe. Bixuan frowned, concentrating on scraping the blood droplets from the fontanelle with the basalt armor. The blood droplets rolled across the armor, emitting an eerie aura.

I stared at the writhing poisonous insects under the microscope. The patterns on their silicon-based shells were exactly the same as those on Qianyuan Group's latest nanorobots.

Qianyuan Group, this giant that dominates the business and technology fields is the property of my husband Huang Junze, but what does it have to do with the poison in these two children?

It seems that Huang Junhao has already started his revenge. He is really ambitious. He wants to use this trick to destroy Huang Junze's career and family. It is really a good plan to kill two birds with one stone, but why do we know nothing about it?

"At three quarters past midnight, the Azure Dragon raises its head." Qingyao flicked her sleeves, and forty-nine talismans formed into a series of darts suspended in the air. Her jade hairpin reflected the shadows of the DNA double helix in the moonlight, a wondrous fusion of antiquity and modernity. "But the birth dates of these two children clash, so someone must guard the boundary between yin and yang." Her voice was firm, yet tinged with worry.

Bixuan suddenly groaned, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the tortoise shell in her hand. Her face turned pale instantly, and cold sweat rolled down her forehead. The blood-red hexagram of the Northern Xuanwu hexagram shocked me—the poisonous insect in Yining's body was frantically devouring his innate spiritual energy. If it wasn't eliminated before the hour of the tiger, it would harm his soul.

"Use this." I decisively ripped open my collar, revealing the white tiger totem on the back of my neck. A golden needle on my fingertip triggered lightning and fire, carving the sixty-four hexagrams of Fuxi into my skin. Each hexagram was accompanied by excruciating pain, but I had only one thought: to save these two children.

The blood-red lotus on the lower back seemed to sense the crisis, trembling slightly and emitting a strange light.

This light merged into my meridians, making me more sensitive to the energy fluctuations around me. I could clearly sense the movement of the poisonous insects in the children's bodies.

"Qingyao sets up the Azure Dragon Rejuvenation Formation, Bixuan uses the Black Tortoise Soul Calming Technique, and I use the White Tiger's evil spirit and the power of the lotus to force the poisonous insect to appear."

The first ray of moonlight streamed through the skylight, and Jing Suo suddenly let out an inhuman roar. Countless tumors bulged out from his back, each with a mandala projection emerging on its surface. The scene was truly terrifying.

Suppressing my fear, I picked up three lightning-struck wooden needles and accurately inserted them into the child's Zusanli acupoints. The Lingshu chapter of the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine automatically opened in my mind. Ancient wisdom, like a ray of light, guided me to the Jiuwei acupoint, where the Gu worm's mother resided. Simultaneously, I channeled my internal energy, merging it with the power of the lotus, attempting to disrupt the Gu worm's habitat at its source.

"Now!" Qingyao shouted, her Azure Dragon Pendant shattering the laboratory's bulletproof glass. Moonlight mixed with quantum potion spilled onto the center of the formation. That quantum potion was the result of years of research at the Yi Medical Hall, blending the power of ancient Yi medicine with modern technology.

Bixuan's basalt armor pieces floated up and spelled out the longitude and latitude coordinates of Huang Junhao's laboratory in the air.

Huang Junhao, the mastermind hiding in the dark, how many secrets are hidden in his laboratory?