Chapter 121: Detoxification

Chapter 121 Detoxification
Looking at her paint-like eyes, Ouyang Shaoyan tens of thousands of blame, all turned into a sigh, let Murong Xue pull him, and walked out of the falling snow pavilion.
Looking at the two hands and fingers, the night smog flashed a smog at the end, disappeared instantly without a trace, the footsteps like the wind chased the two.
Huo Tong was set to stand in front of the bamboo chair, looking at the lively otter in the cloth bag, and then look at the east lying on the chair, carefully said: "Don!"
Murong Xue did not confess a word, he left, he did not understand the medical skills, do not know which point to put the leeches on, in order to detoxify the son.
The east was dark and gloomy, and stood up, and got up and down, and walked forward. He was sitting here with such a big living. When the three left, they all turned out to be non-existent. It’s a shame to leave.
Jing Lao Wang seriously injured the coma, said that the big is not big, said that the small is not small, Murong Xue does not know when to come back, sitting here waiting, but not his style: "Jing Wang Fu has a good show, let us also see Look!"
After a fragrant incense, Murong Xue stepped into Jingwangfu and slowly walked into the main courtyard along Blackstone Road. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a rushing figure rushing over: "Yi Chen, talk How is it? Yes..."
Looking at the woman standing next to the night, the ‘the wedding date’ four-character card stuck in the throat, can’t say it again!
Murong Xue wore a snow-blue Xiang skirt, and his body was slender and pretty, his dark eyes were clear and cold, his beautiful face was bright and charming, and he was completely coincident with the beautiful face in his memory. With the expectation, the moment turned into a thick shock: "You... you are Murong Xue!"
Murong Xue nodded, politely said: "I have seen the old king!"
Jing Lao Wang looked at her. He returned to God for a long time and muttered: "Like... it’s too much like it!"
The appearance of the original Lord is very similar to that of her mother. Jing Lao Wang and the original mother should be very familiar, suddenly saw her appearance, shocked? The face that has disappeared for ten years suddenly appears in front of her eyes. It is also her, she will be shocked.
Murong Xue smiled softly and looked at the night to see the dust: "Where is Jing Wang Wang Ye?" Jing Lao Wang Hao is good, can chat and talk with her at any time, the most urgent task is to consult the Jing Wang Wangye.
"Just in the room!" said the night of the low dust, crossing the Jing Wang Wang, striding into the bedroom.
Murong Xue followed quickly and picked up the curtain of the inner chamber. At first glance, he saw Jing Wang, who was lying on the carved bed. He was covered with blue quilts, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale and bloodless. The eyebrows are full of sickness, and the dry lips are slightly purple...
Murong Xue slowly walked to the bed and reached for the carotid artery of Jing Lao Wang Ye. The weak beat came from the fingertips. She slightly picked up her eyes.
"My father was comatose after vomiting blood. Sun Tai said that he can live for up to ten days. Can you have a way to wake him up?" Yuyao whispered softly, but he did not report any hope in his heart. Sun Taiyi announced that he had no medicine. Who else can save him?
"Jing Lao Wang Ye's lip color is not normal." Murong Xue said leisurely, took back his hand, and the dark eyes flashed in the dark eyes.
At night, Yi Yi’s eyes glanced at the lips of Jing Lao Wang’s, and he disagreed:
Sun Tai’s doctor said that the father’s old illness has been hurt, and the lip color will be purple.

Murong Xue smiled softly: "This is true, but there is another possibility that the lip color will be purple, that is poisoning!"
Night Yiguang squinted: "You mean, my father is poisoned!"
"Yeah!" Murong Xue nodded. She thought that Jing Lao Wang was only aggravated by the old disease, and she would be unconscious. She gave him a few needles, pushed the palace, and passed the blood, which would make him wake up and light. Easily loosened the marriage, I did not expect that he turned out to be poisoned, this is tricky.
"Really fake?" Night Yichen will be suspicious.
The hospital's hospitality and medical skills are high, and he has been practicing medicine for decades. He has not been diagnosed with the father's poisoning. Murong Xue, a person who has read only a few medical books, even diagnosed him poisoned...
"This kind of thing, I lied to you to do something." Murong Xue glanced at him, not angry: "If you don't believe, you come over to see the neck of Jing Lao Wang..."
Night Yichen walked to the bed with a dubious doubt, looking down at Jing Wang, and saw three black vertical stripes looming on his neck, the vertical stripes were extremely light, if you don't look at it, you can't see it...
The father is really poisoned!
The night smog sharp eyes slammed fiercely, and the bottom of the scorpion flashed: "What kind of poison is my father?" Dare to dare to poison his father, I really do not know how to live.
"I don't know!" Murong Xue shook his head very honestly.
Night smog: "Don't you understand medicine? Give him the pulse and diagnose what poison he has."
"The poison in him, Sun Tai doctor did not come out, I can not diagnose it." Murong Xue said casually, his eyes are faint.
The fact is that she is a modern person, learning modern poison, can rely on hope, smell, ask to determine what kind of poison, cut the pulse or something, is a Chinese medicine, she has never learned, fingertips put on the pulse, also I can only cut out how many times the pulse has jumped in a minute, and I can’t cut out what kind of poison the Jing Lao Wang has...
Looking at her frowning brows, the night smog smashed through a touch of unseen laughter, and the mood was exceptionally good: "If you can't save the father, you must follow the gambling contract and marry the king, for the father Wang Chongxi. ""
Although the father is poisoned, not injured, it is useless to rush, but their gambling has already taken effect and both parties must abide by it.
"Who said that I can't save the old lord?" Murong Xue smiled a little, took a small cloth bag from the sleeves, quickly opened it, spread it out, and saw a silver needle neatly arranged in the cloth. In the bag, sparkling!
Although she does not know what poison is in Jing Wang, but according to his lip color, skin color, complexion, etc., he will poison the poison to a certain type, and use the method of solving the poison to detoxify, even if he can’t save the old prince, temporarily It is still not a problem to rescue him.
Murong Xue pulled out a thin long silver needle, and the sharp tip of the needle reflected a little bit of cold in the sun.
The night is so dusty and sorrowful, the heart rises and rises a very bad foreboding, the subconscious will open and stop, don't want to, Murong Xue 'brush' opened the quilt of Jing Lao Wang, in his hand The silver needle did not hesitate to get to the acupuncture points on his chest...
"Brushing brush!" A silver needle was tied to his chest and formed a small oval shape. Murong Xue looked at a small cockroach that was not far away: "Get up the Jing Wang lord." !"
"Yes!" Xiao Yan nodded, went to the bed, and carefully raised the Jing Wang.
Murong Xue took an empty bowl from the table and placed it under the chest of Jing Lao Wang. The dagger in his hand gently stroked his chest, only listening to the sound of '嗤', the skin broke open a small hole, a black blood spray Come out...
(End of this chapter)