Chapter 391: Slow Hands

Fortunately, the ninth brother's wife was in good health and did not suffer from miscarriage due to the fatigue from the journey. Otherwise, he would have become a great sinner of the Mohist school.

Now that his ninth brother's wife had spoken, no one was allowed to approach the carriage. Even if he had to stay awake for three days and three nights, he would guard this place well.

Looking at the silly starling, He Zhiran tried hard to suppress the smile on his face.

"Okay, with my brothers watching over me, I will be able to calm down and study the antidote."

Mo Jiuye closed the carriage door again.

At the same time, He Zhiran's consciousness also entered the space to check.

Now two hours had passed since she had communicated with the little collector, and he planned to check his phone to see if there was any good news.

She just opened her phone and saw a message from the little collector.

[Luckily, I've got what you want and it's ready to go.]

He Zhiran immediately replied: [I saw it. Please put the serum on the shelves as soon as possible.]

I haven't heard from the little collector again, but there are new reminders about the products in his shop.

He Zhiran hurried in to check, and it was indeed the serum she needed.

As usual, the price is one yuan.

He Zhiran knew that this serum was sold at a very high price because of its rarity.

If she remembered correctly, she had bought some for her teacher in H City in her previous life, and the price at that time was 36,000 yuan per piece.

Thirty-six thousand is definitely not a small amount of money in modern times, and after He Zhiran bought it, she found that the serum the little collector sold her for one yuan was not just one syringe, but a whole box of ten syringes.

By this calculation, the price is 360,000.

In fact, He Zhiran didn't know that this kind of serum has been discontinued in modern times, and the prices of the remaining stocks have all increased.

The little collector spent a full million to buy these ten serums.

However, he was never stingy when it came to He Zhiran.

Although the two were business dealings, they both received a lot of help from each other.

Therefore, he didn't feel any remorse at all about spending the one million.

He Zhiran was not the type to like taking advantage of others, and the little collector had helped him a lot.

She suddenly remembered the several night pearls that Mo Jiuye had placed in the carriage.

Mo Jiuye has already told you the origin of those night pearls. They were all found in Yuan Meng's tomb.

Although this night pearl is not as big as the one taken away from the Dashun Treasury, it can still be regarded as the best of the best.

So, she quickly left the space and picked out the largest item from the package and brought it into the space.

【Thank you for helping me so much, I'll give you a surprise. 】

After He Zhiran finished speaking, he skillfully took photos of the night pearls and uploaded them to the store for sale.

Taobao estimated the value of the Night Pearl at 10 million, but He Zhiran only listed it for 5 million.

Then, she reminded the young collector: [There's only one good thing, so hurry up and you'll miss it.]

The shop has been open for a long time, and the antiques sold are genuine and well-priced, so He Zhiran has gained several loyal old customers.

In order to prevent someone else from getting the Night Pearl first, she had to give a reminder.

When the little collector heard that there was something good, he naturally would not hesitate to buy it. He knew that He Zhiran might be very busy, so he did not reply and directly bought it.

He Zhiran was indeed very busy. After giving her the reminder, he turned off his phone and went into the operating room with the serum that the little collector had helped him buy.

Mo Qing was lying on the operating table at this moment, and Mo Jiuye had already cleaned his body.

However, the way Mo Qing lay down made people feel sad.

He lay face up with his back pressed against the operating table, his legs unable to straighten and still curled up backwards.

He Zhiran just said that Mo Qing's legs are bent because he has been maintaining the same posture for a long time, which has caused bone deformation and muscle atrophy.

In this case, physical therapy can be used to slowly recover in the future.

Since his wife had a way to treat it and it would not endanger his father's life, Mo Jiuye accepted it calmly.

Mo Qing's arms continued to swing back and forth, and Mo Jiuye would help hold them down from time to time.

Using this serum, if a person is conscious, the detoxification process will be painful.

Mo Qing simply blocked his memories of the past, he wasn't completely unconscious.

In order to prevent him from suffering pain, He Zhiran chose to inject him with some anesthetic.

The anesthetic entered Mo Qing's body and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Immediately afterwards, He Zhiran mixed the serum with a certain amount of normal saline and dripped it into Mo Qing's body through intravenous injection.

Half an hour later, all the serum was injected and Mo Qing also had an obvious reaction.

There was a not very obvious bulge on an artery near his heart, and it was impossible to see it unless you looked carefully.

He Zhiran was staring at that location specifically because he knew what would happen during the detoxification process.

I saw that the bulge was getting bigger and bigger, from being inconspicuous at the beginning to becoming a black lump the size of a soybean.

As time went by, the small black bumps gradually grew larger. Finally, when they became the size of a fingernail, they finally poked a hole in the skin, and black blood flowed out through the hole.

"Husband, prepare cotton balls and iodine."

Mo Jiuye was already very familiar with being He Zhiran's assistant. After she reminded him, it only took him a few seconds to get everything ready.

He Zhiran's belly was bulging so high that it was inconvenient for her to bend over, so she could only continue to give orders to Mo Jiuye.

"Husband, once the black blood has finished flowing, clean the surface with cotton balls and iodine until you can no longer see the black blood."

This chronic poison does not occupy a large space in the human body and is concentrated in one place.

Therefore, the amount of black blood that Mo Qing leaked was not very large.

This was also the only reason why He Zhiran dared to detoxify him when he was so weak.

Otherwise, given Mo Qing's current physical condition, if he lost as much blood as Fifth Brother did when he was detoxifying, she would never dare to do it.

Regardless of whether the detoxification is successful, the excessive bleeding alone can take his life.

Mo Jiuye's technique was very skillful. He carefully helped his father clean the blood from the wound.

Seeing that he was almost done, He Zhiran wanted to apply some medicine to accelerate the healing of the wound and then bandage it.

Suddenly, Mo Jiuye's exclamation was heard.

"Ranran, father..."

Based on He Zhiran's understanding of Mo Jiuye, he has a very calm character. Once he makes such a sound, it must be that something bad has happened.

Unfortunately, the angle she was standing at at the moment could not clearly see Mo Qing's wound. Before Mo Jiuye finished speaking, she had quickly changed her position.

I saw a fingernail-sized poisonous insect moving in and out of the small hole in Mo Qing's body that was opened by the poisonous blood.

Yes, it's going in and out.

Not only Mo Jiuye was surprised by this phenomenon, but even He Zhiran was a little at a loss.