“You two come in with me and lie down on the bed in the room.” Mu Qianyue pointed to the patriarch of the Guidance Palace and the second elder of the Nangong Palace.
“Oh.” The two walked into the room suspiciously and curiously, only to find that three beds had already been set up in the room.
The person who helped Mu Qianyue was Ye Hanqing, “Sect Master, what should I do?”
“You give Nangong Patriarch acupuncture first. The Yin-Yang acupuncture method is sixty-nine fifty-four.” Mu Qianyue said.
Ye Hanqing nodded, took out a set of acupuncture and moxibustion from the Najie space, quickly and prepared to tie it on Nangong ancestor’s body, and then controlled the real yuan force to force the black blood in Nangong ancestor’s body. on the index and middle fingers of the left hand.
As for Mu Qianyue, she walked up to Patriarch Nangong, hung the finished medicine bottle and infusion tube on the nails on the wall, and then connected the needle.
Looking at the needle in Mu Qianyue’s hand, Patriarch Nangong shook his eyelids in fear, “Miss Mu, what are you doing?”
“Draw blood.” Mu Qianyue replied expressionlessly.
“Drawing, drawing blood? How to draw?” asked Patriarch Nangong.
“You don’t care how I smoke, you’re not a pharmacist, and you wouldn’t understand if I told you.” Mu Qianyue said angrily, she didn’t have any goodwill towards him at all.
Patriarch Nangong closed his mouth angrily~ Ba, he is a big man who has a lot of blood, so it doesn’t matter if he takes a few points, and he can cure his father’s illness. Just why do you feel a little empty in your heart?
Immediately afterwards, Mu Qianyue grabbed his wrist and stabbed the silver needle directly into it, causing Patriarch Nangong to scream “Ah” loudly, and the pain was so painful that his hair stood on end.
“Why does this embroidery needle hurt so much!” said Nangong Patriarch.
“Oh, the piercing is crooked.” Mu Qianyue exclaimed, pulling it out and continuing to pierce it.
“Ah!”
“I’m sorry, I’m crooked again.”
“Ah ah…” Patriarch Nangong roared in pain, his tragic roar could be heard almost all over the room, and those who didn’t know thought he was suffering some terrible punishment inside.
“It seems that I’m not in good shape today, and I’m crooked again…”
After more than a dozen needles ‘stabbed crookedly’ in a row, Patriarch Nangong’s wrist was stabbed with more than a dozen needle holes, and the pain caused him to sweat coldly. Don’t blink, why is this acupuncture so painful! ! It just hurts to the bone!
That’s because he didn’t know that Mu Qianyue deliberately stimulated his acupoints, and the pain was instantly magnified dozens of times. Can you not feel the pain?
“Well, this hand can’t be pierced any more, let’s change it.” Mu Qianyue stared at his other hand sullenly.
Patriarch Nangong shivered for no apparent reason, “Can you not pierce?”
“Okay, then your father doesn’t need to be rescued.” Mu Qianyue looked at him indifferently.
Patriarch Nangong thought about it again and again, and had to stretch out his other hand.
Ye Hanqing, who was next to him, twitched the corners of his mouth. The door owner didn’t even stab him with his eyes closed. He even got crooked after a dozen stitches in a row. At first glance, he knew it was intentional.
Chu Tiange’s golden eyes flashed a cold light, remembering the domineering appearance of the Nangong Patriarch that day, he wanted to beat him directly, but today he came to the Jingyue Chamber of Commerce in the name of seeing a doctor, and he couldn’t take action himself, otherwise It will ruin the reputation of the Jingyue Chamber of Commerce, but this revenge must be avenged!
Second Elder Nangong saw that Patriarch Nangong was in such pain and even his clothes were soaking wet, so he couldn’t help laughing, “Patriarch, you are too timid, didn’t you just get stabbed with a silver needle a few times? Then It’s the same as biting by an ant, what’s the difference? Haha… I didn’t expect the owner to be afraid of these silver needles.”
Patriarch Nangong rolled his eyes in disdain and didn’t speak, but he laughed in his heart, laughing, making you laugh, and when it’s your turn, you won’t be able to laugh!
After more than ten stitches in the other hand, it finally succeeded. Mu Qianyue directly drew two bottles of blood from Patriarch Nangong’s body, a full one thousand milliliters.
A normal blood draw is 500ml. When it exceeds 800ml, the injured person will have symptoms such as complexion, pale lips, cold sweat on the skin, cold hands and feet, weakness, shortness of breath, fast and weak pulse.
However, Patriarch Nangong is also a strong warrior at the level of a holy warrior, so pumping 1,000 milliliters is fine.
Of course, this was also Mu Qianyue’s intention. Who made him want to try to break up Xiao Xiao and Big Brother?
Then, Mu Qianyue came to the Second Elder Nangong again and did the same thing. After experiencing the pain that was worse than death, the Second Elder Nangong finally couldn’t laugh anymore, God! How could this embroidery needle hurt so much in my hand! It hurts like hell!
Elder Nangong, who has been on the sidelines, has puzzled eyes and a bewildered look on his face. He obviously doesn’t understand why the two of them show such a frightened expression and make such a miserable cry. Is it really that painful?
And Ye Hanqing had already released the black blood on Ancestor Nangong’s finger, but the black blood continued.
Looking at the blood in the basin on the ground, Rao Nangong Grand Elder couldn’t help shaking his eyelids. If the blood in the human body dries up, will it die? Even the gods must die! After all, blood is the foundation of human beings!
Mu Qianyue hurriedly walked to Patriarch Nangong’s side, preparing to give him a blood transfusion, but Patriarch Nangong couldn’t help trembling with fear when he saw the needle in her hand, and his face turned slightly red, and said, “Miss Mu, Can you lighten it later?”
Looking at the appearance of the two of them, it doesn’t look like they’re pretending, but it looks like they’re sweating profusely from the pain!
“Okay.” Mu Qianyue nodded, grabbed his wrist, and pushed it gently, the needle pierced into the tendons under his skin, and he didn’t even feel any pain.
Ancestor Nangong’s eyes widened in surprise, “Hey, why don’t you feel it?”
The Nangong Patriarch and the Second Elder Nangong on the two beds next to them knew that they had been fixed by Mu Qianyue! But helpless!
After Nangong Patriarch’s fingertips finally turned bright red, Ye Hanqing quickly bandaged his fingers. At the same time, the two bottles of blood were almost lost.
Put away the needles and the like, Mu Qianyue took out a bloodline pill and gave it to Nangong ancestors. This is the last and most important step. The germs in his blood have not been completely removed, and he needs to use Xuemai Dan to remove all the remaining germ impurities.
After taking the Blood Vessel Pill, Ancestor Nangong felt that the blood all over his body was boiling, he was refreshed, he was no longer weak, dizzy and nauseated, and he even felt the endless power in his body.
Layers of dirt and impurities were expelled from his body, bringing a pungent stench.
“I’m all right now?” Ancestor Nangong said excitedly.