On the land of the Nine Provinces, the martial arts world and the imperial court are clearly distinct.
Carrying a sign-in system, Chu Qinghe transmigrated to a martial arts world. What he wan...
Just like me, I don't understand.
As if he had overheard the two women's conversation, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "The principle behind the millennium-old mystic ice ensuring that the physical body remains unchanged is to forcibly freeze the body by allowing the mystic ice energy to penetrate it. However, mystic ice itself is extremely cold, let alone millennium-old mystic ice. Even a martial artist at the Grandmaster level would have their body chilled if they stayed in an ice coffin made of millennium-old mystic ice for too long. Not to mention that this girl doesn't know any martial arts at all."
"Over the course of twenty years, under the constant erosion of this thousand-year-old mysterious ice, it has long since turned into a cold poison. It is only because of the medicinal power of this Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom that it is temporarily unharmed."
"If this cold poison is not removed, even if the meridians in her body are reshaped, this girl will remain like a living dead and will not wake up."
Qu Feiyan suddenly realized, "No wonder it's bluish-black in color; it turns out it's turned into a cold poison."
Hearing Qu Feiyan's words, Zhu Wushi said in a deep voice, "Young Master Chu, you have excellent skills. Even the divine physician I consulted before was helpless against the cold poison made of this thousand-year-old mysterious ice. I did not expect that Young Master Chu could dissolve this cold poison so easily."
Chu Qinghe smiled gently and said, "This is the only medical skill I can offer for now."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wushi chuckled softly, then turned his gaze back to the woman in red.
Half an hour later, as the chilling poison emanating from the red-clad woman hovering in the air gradually subsided, Chu Qinghe placed the remaining powder from the medicine packet into a bowl.
When the powder fell into the bowl, the originally deep red liquid turned brownish-green at a visible speed.
After freezing the remaining potion into nine ice needles using the same method, Chu Qinghe lightly waved his hand and once again struck the woman in red into her body.
One of the ice needles, formed from frozen medicinal liquid, was inserted into the Baihui acupoint on the top of Zhu's head, causing Zhu Wushi's eyelids to twitch involuntarily.
After the nine ice needles were inserted into the woman's body, Chu Qinghe said, "I would like to trouble you, Divine Marquis, to have this young lady face me directly."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Wushi's raised hand tilted slightly.
Subsequently, under the control of this true energy, the red-clad woman, who was originally lying flat in the air, slowly turned upright, facing Chu Qinghe.
Seeing this, Chu Qinghe channeled his inner energy, and with a flick of his fingertips, streams of energy precisely landed on the acupoints around the red-clad woman's body.
Under Chu Qinghe's finger strikes, the red-clad woman in the air trembled slightly.
In Zhu Wushi's perception, every finger strike from Chu Qinghe's fingers landed precisely on the red-clothed woman's acupoints, without the slightest error.
Not only that, even the finger strikes that Chu Qinghe unleashed contained completely different speeds and strengths.
After about a hundred breaths, as Chu Qinghe's finger strikes continued to fall, the red-clad woman in the air gradually regained some color on her originally pale face.
At the same time, in Zhu Wushi's eyes, the woman who had been keeping her eyes closed slowly opened them.
His gaze swept over Chu Qinghe and Yaoyue before finally settling on Zhu Wushi, his watery eyes flickering slightly.
It made a buzzing sound.
"Iron-blooded!"
Upon hearing the woman's voice, Zhu Wushi's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but show a look of wild joy on his face.
However, before Zhu Wushi could utter the words he was about to say, the red-clad woman in the air closed her eyes again.
Upon witnessing this scene, Zhu Wushi's expression changed drastically, his eagle eyes quickly filled with rage.
At this moment, Chu Qinghe's voice slowly rang out.
"Alright, Marquis, you can put this young lady down now."
Upon hearing Chu Qinghe's voice, Zhu Wushi quickly manipulated his true energy to slowly lower the woman in red from the air until she was placed on the hammock.
The moment the woman in red put it down, Zhu Wushi took two steps forward and quickly checked it.
However, this time, when Zhu Wushi's hand touched the woman, although it was slightly cool, it completely lacked the bone-chilling and stiff feeling he had before.
After the true energy entered the woman's body to examine it, it was discovered that all the meridians in the woman's body had been connected.
Sensing this, the chilling intent in Zhu Wushi's eyes quickly faded. Holding the woman in his arms, he turned his head and asked, "Why did Suxin faint again immediately after waking up? Is there some other problem?"
Chu Qinghe said calmly, "After all, the cold poison accumulated over twenty years is not so easy to completely eradicate. Only after the cold poison is completely removed can the meridians in her body be fully restored."
As he spoke, Chu Qinghe walked to the stone table, picked up a pen, and wrote down dozens of medicinal herbs on a piece of paper, along with the required dosage for each use.
A short while later, Chu Qinghe put down his pen, blew on the ink on the paper, and waited for the ink to dry completely before tossing the prescription to Zhu Wushi.
As Zhu Wushi took the prescription and looked at the herbs on it, Chu Qinghe continued, "Mix the hot water and the decocted medicine in a 7:3 ratio. Soak for one hour on the first day, and then soak for half an hour every day from the second day onwards until the ninth day. After this medicinal bath removes the remaining cold toxins, the girl's problem will be cured."
Zhu Wushi frowned and said, "Does it really need that long?"
Seeing the dissatisfaction revealed in Zhu Wushi's tone, Chu Qinghe gently shook his head.
Twenty years have passed, but now nine days feel like an eternity. Human psychology can be so complex sometimes!
Upon seeing this, Zhu Wushi glanced at the paper, folded it neatly, and carefully placed it into his bosom.
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