Chapter 557: Evil disciple! Liao Jiu!

When the last ball was put in, suddenly, the whole instrument started to glow!

In broad daylight, the light wasn't particularly blinding, but it was still noticeable.

Nanbao's eyes widened. "Mom, why are these balls glowing? When I touched them just now, they didn't glow."

The two people who were checking information over there also looked over in shock.

Nanbao blinked her big eyes and said foolishly, "Mommy, Mommy, let me touch it and make it glow..."

Jiang Lianzhu let go of the big ornament, and Nanbao was so excited that she couldn't touch it.

The large round ornament dimmed again.

There is no light at all.

The old dean turned around and questioned Liao Jiu, "Evil disciple! Liao Jiu! What did you say just now? Is she an ordinary person? Is she from our Da'an country? This is a witch-detecting ritual! What's going on?"

Jiang Lianzhu...

Liao Jiu...

"Teacher, there might be something wrong, there might be a misunderstanding..."

Jiang Lianzhu also thought so. "Let me touch it again. Maybe it was broken just now."

She also put her hand on it, and as a result, the large round ornament began to emit a soft light again.

Now, everyone was speechless.

The old dean said angrily, "I asked you why you saw the sun and the moon shining together, and you said you didn't know. How can you lie about this witchcraft ritual? You are not from the Darong Kingdom, there must be something fishy! Such powerful witchcraft! Tell me the truth, are you a spy from the Darong Kingdom, deliberately disguising yourself as a doctor to murder the War King of our Da'an Kingdom? I ask you, do you dare to agree?!"

The last sentence made Jiang Lianzhu's eardrums numb.

It was like thunder rolling from the sky, not allowing her to tell even a single lie.

Good job!

The old dean used Confucian secret techniques on her!

Jiang Lianzhu remained calm and said, "I can guarantee that every word I said is true."

"Teacher, you don't believe her, but you also don't believe me? Is it really that serious? What if you speak so loudly and scare the children? Just take it easy." Liao Jiu was also unhappy.

The old dean used the rule of keeping one's word, and Jiang Lianzhu insisted that she did not lie. Only now did he truly believe her.

"You are not from the Darong Nation, so how do you have magical powers, and such strong ones at that? If you have magical powers, then you must be a wizard, right? What level of wizard are you? A minor wizard? A major wizard?"

Jiang Lianzhu was completely bewildered. "I don't know! There's nothing unusual about my body, so how could I have magical powers?"

She realized that the most surprised person should be her.

The dog Liao Jiu always looked calm.

After being shocked, the old dean returned to normal.

Just rolled his eyes at her.

Liao Jiu said, "Teacher, my wife really doesn't know. This is really inexplicable. Let's not talk about it now. Let's talk about healing. If she has witchcraft power, would it be easier to cure the disease?"

The old dean shook his head. "Easy isn't necessarily easy, but there is a way. We can try to transfer the magical power of the Soul-Guiding Flower to her. After she absorbs the Soul-Guiding Flower, her magical power might increase even more, or it might be devoured and she might be poisoned by the cold."

Jiang Lianzhu seemed to have figured things out. Last time, when she took Lao Yu's pulse, the cold poison wanted to invade her body, but then retreated. She thought it was because of her internal strength and strong martial arts. She exercised every morning, and her martial arts had become solidified, generating internal strength.

So it’s not?

Is it because she has witchcraft in her body?

"Then let me try?"

Liao Jiu immediately objected, "No, we can't take the risk. Teacher, didn't you just say that there's no cure for this cold poison? How can my wife be able to transfer the Soul-Guiding Flower?"

Also, as the War King said before, his wife was a witch at the time, and she couldn't help him get the soul-guiding flower out, she just sealed it. How could his wife Jiang Lianzhu do that?

The old dean said, "This witchcraft instrument of mine has never been so effective. Doctor Jiang's witchcraft power must be very high. There is really no solution. Now we have to try our best. Doctor Jiang has found the ice worm and we can take a two-pronged approach..."

Liao Jiu asked again, "Teacher, did you read this method in some ancient book?"

The old dean shook his head sincerely. "No, it was just a sudden thought. The War King is probably dying, so desperate to seek help from young people like you. It just so happens that Doctor Jiang has magical powers and is a doctor. He also found a rare herb called the Ice Worm that specifically treats cold poisons. Let's give it a try!"

Liao Jiu frowned, "No, I don't agree. Now it's not just one person taking the risk, but two people. Both the War King and my wife are at great risk. What if the disease is not cured, and my wife is also infected with the cold poison..."

He couldn't even imagine this scene!

Finally, Jiang Lianzhu said, "Let me try! If I don't remove the witchcraft from the War King first, even if I can cure him temporarily, the disease will relapse in the future, and he will suffer such a painful disaster in vain. I am not afraid of danger. As long as I can save the War King, even if I get the cold poison, I won't die immediately. There may be a way to cure it in the future. But if I don't treat the War King now, his body can no longer hold on."

For some reason, she really wanted to save the War King.

Such a good man, she didn't want him to die.

Nanbao tilted her head, feeling embarrassed.

She didn't want Lao Yu to die, but she also didn't want her mother to risk being poisoned. She was so conflicted.

For once, he looked anxious, "Mom, you have to cure Lao Yu, but don't let him get poisoned, okay?"

Jiang Lianzhu patted her head and said, "Okay, mother, do your best."

The old dean looked at Jiang Lianzhu with a higher regard. He did not praise Jiang Lianzhu directly, but attacked Liao Jiu indirectly, "Look at you, evil disciple, you have achieved so little. Look, you are not as magnanimous and visionary as your wife. Learn from Jiang!"

Liao Jiu...

Now that things have come to this, he has no choice.

His opinion has been ignored.

There were four people present, and three of them agreed. What was the point of him opposing it alone?

Next, Jiang Lianzhu consulted the old dean on how to transfer the magical power of the soul-guiding flower. The old dean looked up ancient books, and they studied together and listed several methods.

After careful consideration, I concluded that none of the plans were reliable.

The old dean slammed the table and stood up. "Since we can't find any previous cases, why not let Doctor Jiang improvise when the time comes? When you treat the patients, let me watch. I'll remind you of anything I can remember. If you can't remember, Doctor Jiang is so smart, he can improvise and adapt to the situation! We all trust you!"

Liao Jiu...

Jiang Lianzhu...

Where is the promised master who is well-read and a leading figure?

In the end, it’s just a matter of improvisation and adapting to the situation?

Could it be that the belief of the Confucian sage school is based on adaptability?

Just like that, Jiang Lianzhu and Liao Jiu came with full of hope, and then left with mixed feelings.