Chapter 81: Sharp teeth

Bei Mingxiao was a little surprised: "Why do you want this? If your medical skills are extraordinary, the emperor will look at you high."
"This is a secret." An Xia shook her head vigorously: "Be sure to remember!"
"Okay!" Bei Mingxiao didn't continue to ask, he also knew An Xia's methods, so he didn't worry about anything.
The Grand Elder arranged rooms for all the patients and entourage, and after three days of appointment, he healed all those people, and An Xia healed the man in the coffin.
And because of this incident, Guigu stayed behind closed doors for three days and did not accept any patients.
"If I cure the man in the coffin, let your Valley Master come out to see me." An Xia directly approached the Great Elder to set the conditions, and she could only speak if the patients were not there.
Otherwise, it will be suspicious.
The elder first looked at Bei Mingxiao, who was holding the sword behind An Xia, and then looked at An Xia again: "Who are you?"
Not everyone can see the owner of Ghost Valley.
"You don't have to know about this, your Valley Master is here, and I will tell him myself." An Xia raised his head and said with a disdainful face. Of course he was going to create momentum for himself.
These words made the great elder want to go crazy, and a young man who was still dreadful dared to come here to kick the mountain.
Really impatient.
If there is no such thing as Ming Xiao standing aside with cold eyebrows and cold eyebrows, the elder really wants to press An Xia directly into the dungeon and let her fend for herself in it!
He is the Great Elder of Guigu, who dares to treat him like this?
No one even dared to speak loudly to him.
"You better heal that one." The elder clenched his fists, his beard curled up with anger: "Otherwise, you must not be able to leave Ghost Valley alive."
"I actually want to know more, is Guigu a medical family that can help the world, or is the valley of the living dead?" An Xia is not polite at all: "You don't need to put on the air of the elder, in front of those people, you are Great Elder, in front of me, you are not."
He waved his hand while speaking.
That way, it's really maddening.
Bei Mingxiao couldn't help but want to smile, but the occasion was not allowed, he had to endure it.
"You... sharp teeth." The great elder jumped angrily.
"If you don't care about your old miscellaneous hair, you should think about how to heal those people." An Xia has probably seen those patients. They are all patients who are dying and can't heal for a long time. It is still quite difficult to heal them in three days. .
However, this Guigu's hundreds of years of foundation, talented people, and medical skills passed on from generation to generation, this should be nothing.
The great elder held his own identity, and did not act with An Xia, so he could only clenched his fists bitterly.
He had already spoken big words in front of others, and at this time it was not enough to repent.
Leaving the front hall, An Xia and Bei Mingxiao walked side by side in the direction of the guest room.
"This ghost valley will not let you heal that person easily." Bei Mingxiao also saw the anger of the great elder, but he didn't understand what the great elder was holding back. It seemed that An Xia's words were really excessive. .
"Well, it can be seen that this great elder is not a good person." An Xia nodded: "The family won't let people move the one in the coffin easily."
"Are you sure he can live?" Bei Mingxiao asked with some worry.
He really felt that there was no hope for that person.
"Yes." An Xia nodded vigorously. Although she hadn't checked the pulse for the person yet, the person hadn't died yet. It was true. It was really not easy to heal that person.
Seeing An Xia said so, Bei Mingxiao couldn't say anything anymore, so he nodded: "Well, I will protect him."
There are many patients on the elder's side, of course, not everyone uses him to heal himself. After suppressing the anger in his heart, the elder immediately asked his disciples to give those patients their pulses, watch them, and make them one by one. recording.
He then chooses the more difficult patients to treat himself.
If his disciple can be cured directly, he will not look at it.
A total of thirty-five patients were invited in, and only five of them could be cured by his disciples. The remaining thirty people were all relatively unseen diseases, so some of the elders were busy.
He sat there looking at the records of each patient, his brows furrowed a little bit.
He has seen the conditions of these people. After all, he has been in medical practice for many years. He has always been exposed to such tricky cases. He has enough experience. In fact, he has incurable diseases. It does not happen every day. And his luck is good because there is none today. , Only one of the sons' headaches seemed to him incredible.
Looking at the pulse images recorded by the disciples, this headache seems to be difficult to cure.
Because the cause of this disease is not clear, there is no way to start.
"Qiu Wei, you go to Master Jia again, re-check your pulse and write down carefully." The elder ordered the big disciple of Qiu character next to him, speaking very seriously.
The eyes are a bit heavy, this Young Master Jia, he has to be careful.
Can't let him lose all games because of this person.
"Yes, Master." Qiu Wei replied and left.
The elder was not idle, went to the guest room, looked at the 35 patients one by one, and then modified the medical records of the disciples, how to use the medicine, what medicine to use, and how to perform the acupuncture. I wrote it down.
After he came out, he gave it to his disciple Qiu Yi: "Follow these to grab medicine and apply injections, not careless."
On weekdays, the great elders are not so serious. The people who come here will be healed at that time, and they will often relapse after a few months or years. It is because the people of Guigu are not serious enough.
This time the great elder changed his normal, because this was a test of medical skills with An Xia, not sloppy.
He has to settle down for Guigu Town, and once he loses, he can't explain from the Guigu Valley Lord.
An Xia was not idle either. The man in the coffin had been carefully carried into the guest room, lying on the bed in pain, venting more and less air.
As soon as An Xia entered, the old lady greeted her and knelt at her feet. The old lady also understood that no matter what the young man was, her grandson's illness could only be passed to Xia An.
Therefore, she had to let An Xia treat her grandson.
"My son, De Jong is a good boy. He was murdered by a treacherous man. I beg my grandson to save my grandson..." The old lady kowtowed and cried, her temples are already pale, which makes people feel sad. .
However, An Xia did not help the old lady, but walked around in front of her. She didn't want to receive such a worship, but walked to the bedside: "Grandma, rest assured, I will try my best to heal your son. "An Xia said blankly. A wealthy prince can be injured here, he is probably not a good citizen.
If it's a girl who molested someone and gets a cold knife, it really deserves it.
"My son, don't get me wrong, De Rong has a good character. This is to save others from this disaster." The old lady became more excited as she spoke, her whole body trembling.
The old lady was furious.
An Xia was shocked, and glanced at Bei Mingxiao, who was standing beside him holding the sword.
Bei Mingxiao also raised his eyebrows and went to the bed to take a close look at the situation of Young Master Jia. After a long while, he nodded: "That's right."
It made An Xia a little bit more fond of this person, not as cold as he was just now, and raised his hand to signal his pulse.
The old lady couldn't care about crying, and when An Xia started to heal the patient, she looked forward a little more.
"Can someone ginseng?" An Xia was always expressionless, and then she looked at the old lady: "Let him hang in his mouth first, otherwise he will die without waiting for me to heal him."
Regarding An Xia's indifference, the old lady did not care, but nodded vigorously: "Yes, the housekeeper will bring ginseng."
The butler outside the door responded, and ginseng was sent in a short time later. It was obvious that this was a big family, either rich or noble, not rich, but also king.
After such a celebrity is injured here, maybe the other party can't survive.
The patient fainted in pain. Even if he fainted, his teeth were clenched. An Xia cut a piece of ginseng, raised his hand to pinch the patient's cheek cheek, and stuffed the ginseng into his mouth.
"Are all the people you brought credible?" An Xia immediately cleaned her hands, and looked at the old lady while rubbing her fingers, asking very seriously.
She didn't want to ask how she was victimized by an adulterer. Even if she was victimized, she wanted to come, and the other person was not an ordinary person, otherwise the patient would not be harmed to death.
She thinks that the biggest possibility is to fight in the nest.
If you fight in the nest, you must be very careful about the people they bring.
"The butler will definitely not be a problem." The old lady also understood the meaning of An Xia's words, and said hurriedly: "If you have anything, just ask the butler to do it."
"Only one butler can't be trusted." An Xia shook her head, and subconsciously looked at Bei Mingxiao: "It seems that you have to work harder."
Then he looked at the old lady: "This is my elder brother. I trust him more. From now on, he will stay at your side and not let anyone approach him."
"This..." The old lady hesitated, and looked up and down Bei Mingxiao. She also saw that Bei Mingxiao's status was extraordinary, and only this temperament was rare for ordinary people.
It can't be shown by pretending to be indifferent and advanced, it is seeping from the bones.
Noble, calm, calm, and more of a kingly spirit.
The old lady looked for a long while, her heart stunned, and nodded hurriedly: "No problem, everything will be arranged by the son."
She faintly guessed the identities of An Xia and Bei Mingxiao, and also understood that not everyone would dare to fight this ghost valley.
With Bei Mingxiao staying around, An Xia felt relieved.
The medicine she brought was limited, so she had to start with Guigu.
After all, this ghost valley is full of herbs, no matter what medicine it is, you can find it here.
"Remember, don't let the people of Guigu contact this young man, nor the people they bring." An Xia asked Bei Mingxiao again. She has to hurry up now, this young man Jia is running out of time.
Of course Bei Mingxiao knew the priority of the matter, and nodded: "Don't worry, you have to be careful."
He was worried for An Xia.
"Good." An Xia nodded very usefully and left.
In the room, only the old lady, Young Master Jia and Bei Mingxiao were left.
This old lady was also a shrewd person, and did not ask anything, but just stood by and observed Master Jia's situation.
Even if she has doubts in her heart, she will not show it. The mistress of a family who supports the entire backyard is also a figure for Poe.
What should be said and what should not be said, what should be asked and what should not be asked, she knows better than anyone.
An Xia walked forward, and the housekeeper walked in and saw Bei Mingxiao standing aside. He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered his expression: "Old lady, the old slave asked for some hemostatic medicine from Guigu disciples. I don't know how many times the medicine is better than the one in our house, so let the son use it first."
The old lady nodded and motioned to the housekeeper to come to the bed.
The housekeeper walked to the bed, raised his hand and lifted the quilt on Young Master Jia. He was about to sprinkle the medicine on the affected area, but felt that his neck was cold, and a sword was already on his neck.