"Then please prescribe a medicine immediately, sir."
The young man's face immediately lit up with joy when he saw Yan Xiao agree.
Although Yanxiao doesn't seem very reliable, he's the only lifeline he can grasp right now.
After all, Yan Xiao was the only person in the past few days who could see that his master had a problem and was confident that he could cure him.
Every day his master delays, his life is in greater danger; they really can't wait any longer.
Yan Xiao doesn't know how to prescribe medicine; she treats illnesses using her healing abilities.
However, this matter cannot be known to a second person. After thinking for a moment, she spoke:
“Your young master’s illness is not ordinary; medication will not be effective.”
The young man, who had initially shown some joy, immediately became anxious upon hearing this:
"Then what should we do?"
"Don't worry, I have a way."
Yan Xiao slowly got up and went to the bedside. She pretended to touch the person's wrist again, then hesitated for a moment before saying:
"Go find a dagger, some gauze for bandaging and common wound medicine, and also find a set of acupuncture needles and a bowl of wine."
Although the young man didn't understand what Yan Xiao wanted to do, he agreed when he saw her confident demeanor.
He had a knife, gauze, and medicine, and the inn also had them, but he really didn't have the silver needles.
"Please wait a moment, sir!"
As he spoke, he walked a few steps to the door, called out twice, and soon a waiter came running up.
"What can I do for you, sir?"
Without further ado, the young man gave the waiter some silver and gestured for him to go and buy the silver needles that Yanxiao wanted as soon as possible.
The waiter took the money and immediately scurried off.
Only then did the young man have time to ask Yan Xiao what illness his master had and why he needed to use a knife.
Yanxiao is not a real doctor. Although he can use his healing abilities to find problems with the person in bed and solve them with his healing abilities, he doesn't quite understand why this situation occurs.
So she could only make up stories based on what she knew about similar conditions and treat them with methods that looked like medicine.
"Your young master isn't sick; he was just ambushed and now has something that shouldn't be in his body."
"What?"
The young man initially looked very surprised. Just when Yan Xiao thought he would continue to ask questions, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression turned ugly, but he didn't say anything more.
The waiter was very quick; he returned shortly with a set of acupuncture needles.
Once the young man handed the items to Yan Xiao, the treatment was to begin.
Yan Xiao took the items and gestured for Shen Qiyue, who had been stunned and frozen in place since the beginning, to come and help.
At this moment, Shen Qiyue's mind was filled with thoughts of her sister-in-law trying to swindle twenty taels of silver from someone. What if she was exposed for such a large sum of money?
When Yanxiao called her, she felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Fortunately, listening to Yanxiao's words had become her instinct.
Before her mind could process it, her body acted first, stepping forward to take the set of silver needles.
Yan Xiao first asked the young man to give her the knife, and then pretended to cut the back of the person on the bed's hand.
The young man immediately spoke up to stop it:
"Sir, what are you doing?"
Yan Xiao showed no sign of stopping. She handed the bowl of wine to the young man, her expression extremely serious.
"If you want your young master to wake up, listen to me. Take this bowl and catch it; something will come out in a moment."
Upon hearing this, a hint of struggle flashed in the young man's eyes, but when his gaze fell on the unconscious person, he seemed to have made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and agreed.
"Thank you for your help, sir."
"No problem."
Yan Xiao responded with a smile, and then directly used the knife to make a small cut on that fair and slender hand.
The next moment, bright red blood flowed from that small opening.
Upon seeing this, the young man quickly grabbed the bowl containing the wine and caught it.
Without delay, Yan Xiao quickly took the silver needles from Shen Qiyue's hand and stuck them into the man's arm and wrist one by one.
The young man was a martial artist and had a relatively good understanding of acupoints.
However, he discovered that Yan Xiao's needle placement was completely haphazard, and some of them were not even on the acupoints, making it seem as if she was just sticking needles wherever she saw them.
He wanted to ask, but remembering what his master had told him—that one should trust those one employs and not employ those one one distrusts—he kept his mouth shut.
If Yanxiao knew what he was thinking, she would definitely say he had a good eye.
She inserted needles into places that were neither painful nor itchy, mainly to avoid attracting attention and to facilitate the transmission of her supernatural energy.
With each needle insertion, her supernatural energy would enter the body of the person on the bed, expelling anything inside them.
As Yan Xiao administered the final injection, the young man, who had been watching closely, noticed a small bulge on his master's arm.
Not only that, the little bump was like a living thing, constantly wriggling on his master's arm, as if trying to avoid something, but in the end, it had no choice but to run towards the wound.
The sight made him hold his breath, afraid of interfering with Yanxiao's treatment.
Shen Qiyue, who had never seen much of the world, was already dumbfounded, her eyes filled with surprise and doubt as she looked at Yan Xiao.
Just as the group was lost in their own thoughts, the wriggling thing finally revealed its true form.
From the wound, a tiny black worm, no bigger than a fingernail, crawled out.
After the little black worm came out, it seemed to want to crawl back in, but Yan Xiao quickly used the handle of his knife to scrape it into the bowl containing wine.
After doing all this, Yan Xiao gestured to the young man who was staring blankly at the bowl in his hand to bandage his master.
The young man only came to his senses when he heard Yan Xiao's words. He quickly and carefully put the bowl aside, then took the medicine and gauze to bandage his master.
While the young man was bandaging the wounds of the person in bed, Yan Xiao sat at the tea table studying the insects in the wine bowl.
Based on her guess, this was probably some kind of Gu worm, similar to the corpse worms that parasitize the human body in the apocalypse, only this thing was much weaker than the corpse worms.
Once the corpse worms parasitize a human body, it is very difficult for ordinary healing-type ability users to expel them.
They can influence human nature, even control human actions, until finally replacing them directly.
But this thing that resembles a Gu worm is far from it.
According to her observation, this thing can only make people unconscious and absorb their life force until they are weak and die.
Most importantly, they are quite easy to drive away.
Of course, this only applies to her being an ability user, making it easier to expel her.
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