It seems that you are going to flee from famine, don't be anxious or panic

Not long after Ning Yan inserted silver needles into several important acupuncture points, Shang Chenyi began to feel unbearable pain in his abdomen. The pain was so severe that he couldn't help but want to curl up his body.

However, his hands and feet were tied with ropes in advance, making him unable to move. He could only lie on the bed and turn over slightly.

In just a short while, his face and body were wet with sweat, the veins on his forehead and neck were bulging, and his hands, which were gripping the rope, turned a little white because he was holding it too tightly.

Shang Chenyi gritted his teeth and endured the pain without saying a word. He just tried his best to follow Ning Yan's instructions, breathing steadily and lying flat on the bed to avoid affecting the effectiveness of acupuncture due to excessive movements.

Afterwards, he felt something wriggling in his abdomen. It felt like thousands of ants were gnawing at his stomach, or like countless silver needles were piercing his skin bit by bit and piercing into his internal organs, causing him so much pain that he had difficulty breathing.

The pain in his abdomen made Shang Chenyi feel like he was unconscious. He could only lie on the bed and gasp for breath with his mouth open. His eyes were empty and his body was stiff, as if he could die at any time.

Ye Buli looked at Shang Chenyi like this, and the heartache in his eyes seemed to be about to overflow from his eye sockets. If possible, he would rather bear this pain by himself.

But he had no choice. He could do nothing now. He could only ask Ning Yan anxiously, "When will you take this medicine? Can it relieve his pain?"

Ning Yan looked at Shang Chenyi's abdomen, which was rising and falling more and more frequently. At the moment when Shang Chenyi was about to faint from the pain, he finally nodded and said, "Feed him the medicine."

Upon hearing this, Ye Buli immediately poured out the medicine from the porcelain bottle, pinched Shang Chenyi's chin and fed him the medicine.

After Ye Buli fed the medicine, Ning Yan asked Ning Jing to hand him the dagger and the porcelain bottle containing his heart blood that had been prepared in advance.

Under the dual effects of medicine and acupuncture, the bulge under Shang Chenyi's skin became more and more obvious, and the wriggling shape of the bulge could be seen through the snow-white inner clothes.

From the abdomen to the neck, to the shoulders, and then to the arms, every time it moved, Shang Chenyi would feel more pain.

His body began to struggle unconsciously due to the pain. The ropes that bound his wrists and ankles were rubbed, leaving red marks and traces of blood.

He lay on the bed with disheveled hair, looking as if he had just been washed. Tears of pain blurred his eyes. Finally, he couldn't help but whispered, "A-Li, it hurts so much."

The voice was very soft, like a whisper.

But Ye Buli, who was standing by, heard what he said clearly. After hearing this, he felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles, and his eyes instantly felt warm. He wiped the sweat off Shang Chenyi's face with a handkerchief and said to him in a hoarse voice, "Ayi, bear with it a little longer, it will pass if you bear with it."

Time seemed so long, so long that he felt like he was about to die. Until he felt a pain in his wrist, Shang Chenyi finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a coma.

When Ning Yan saw that the insect was about to reach Shang Chenyi's wrist, he directly cut his wrist and led the insect into the porcelain bottle containing his heart blood.

This poisonous insect is incredibly beautiful. It is shaped like a caterpillar, but much smaller than a caterpillar. It has a big head and a small body, and has circles of colorful patterns on its body.

If you ignore the fact that it can harm people, this insect is really as cute as those Q-version animals in comics.

Ning Jing looked at the female Gu worm in the bottle with curiosity and praised in amazement: "Dad, this worm is so beautiful."

Ning Yan replaced the lid on the porcelain bottle and took the opportunity to teach Ning Jing a lesson: "The more beautiful something is, the more cautious you should be, because the more beautiful something is, the more poisonous it may be."

Ning Jing nodded as if he understood what was said.

"Ayi, Ayi, wake up." In the gap between the two people talking, Ye Buli's voice was suddenly heard from the side, and the voice sounded a little anxious.

After shouting, he turned around and said to Ning Yan with a panicked look, "Doctor, please check on Ayi. He's vomiting blood and fainted."

Ning Yan reached out and felt Shang Chenyi's pulse, then said to Ye Buli, "He's fine, he's just too weak and passed out. I'll write a prescription later. You can have someone boil the medicine and feed it to him. He'll wake up soon."

This man was tortured by illness and was left with only skin and bones. If Ning Yan had not given him the two pills made of spiritual grass, Ning Yan really had no confidence that this treatment could save his life.

This treatment took almost an incense stick of time. This person was tortured for so long, and it was quite good that he could hold on until now before fainting.

"He vomited blood." Seeing that Ning Yan's words were a bit light, Ye Buli emphasized them again with a serious face.

Don't you need to check other aspects?

Ning Yan knew that this man was worried and confused, so he didn't care about his tone. He just bent down and slowly pulled out the silver needles from Shang Chenyi's body, saying to him, "Vomiting blood is normal. This insect is also a kind of poison. Vomiting blood is normal after the poison is detoxified. It's also good for the body."

Although Ye Buli was still a little worried about Shang Chenyi's physical condition, he didn't say anything after hearing this.

After all the silver needles were removed, Ning Yan said to Ye Buli, "Bandage his wrist. I'll write you a prescription."

After finishing the prescription, Ning Yan handed the paper to Ye Buli and said, "Go get the medicine according to the prescription. He's weak, so take it once a day for the first three days, and once a day thereafter. I've written down the method for decocting the medicine. Just have someone decoct it according to the method I've given you."

Ye Buli took the paper and looked at it, then said to Ning Yan very seriously, "Thank you."

"No need. This is considered as paying off Suifeng's life. If you have nothing else to do, we will go back first." Ning Yan said in a businesslike manner.

It was already mid-afternoon, and if they left now, they could still get home before dark.

Upon hearing this, Ye Buli nodded silently, then waved his hand, called two people over, and told them to take them down the mountain.

He turned around and untied the ropes that bound Shang Chenyi's hands and feet.

After returning to the Dark Night Pavilion, the attendant brought out the carriage and said to Huo, "The Pavilion Master has instructed that this carriage be given to Senior Brother Huo."

Huo Yu didn't hesitate to hear this. After helping Ning Yan and his son into the carriage, he drove away. Before leaving, he said, "Thank your Pavilion Master for me."

On the way, Huo took Ning Jian out of the carriage and sat with him on the shaft.

The carriage moved slowly. Huo Yan put his arm around Ning Yan's waist, lowered his head and rubbed his neck, and whispered, "A Yan."

After coming down from the mountain, A'an seemed to have not said much. Huo? was worried that he was angry again.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Ning Yan thought Huo was tired and didn't want to drive the carriage, so he took the whip from his hand, directed the carriage forward, and responded to him in a calm voice.