Wherever the light flowed, the originally sticky blood clots quickly dissipated.
The tightly blocked blood vessels were stretched open, unblocked, and restored to normal flow little by little under the impact of the light flow.
Those severely damaged cells regained vitality.
Seeing this scene, Gu Youran's heart trembled suddenly.
Only then did he suddenly realize that the nine silver needles had completed the crucial first upgrade.
Entering a new stage of "Shenmang Qiyuan", you have the ability to reverse serious crises.
Gu Youran clenched his teeth and controlled the silver needle steadily with both hands. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from his forehead, soaking his collar.
Time passes by every second.
She knew very well in her heart that this life-and-death battle with the disease had just begun with the newly upgraded power of silver needles.
At this moment, if her hands trembled or her heart was distracted for a second, the vitality that Madam Mo had ignited with great difficulty might be extinguished again.
She must do her best to help Madam Mo completely get rid of the pain.
Half an hour passed.
Gu Youran slowly retracted the needles, and the nine silver needles retreated back into the Nine Star Ring one by one.
She collapsed in the chair beside her, gasping for breath, her face as pale as paper, and even her fingers were trembling.
More than ten minutes later, Madam Mo slowly woke up. She felt an unprecedented sense of relief, a refreshing energy that permeated her entire body.
She opened her eyes and saw Gu Youran, who was extremely tired, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
"Doctor Gu, I can recover so quickly this time, but it's all thanks to you!"
Gu Youran twitched the corners of his mouth weakly, "Madam Mo, you don't have to be polite. This time, the blockage in my heart has been completely cleared. You just need to take the Chinese medicine according to the prescription for six months, and you will be completely healed."
When Mrs. Mo heard this, her hands were shaking with excitement, and her eyes were full of joy. "That's great, Dr. Gu. I really don't know how to repay you!"
After she finished speaking, she quickly called the steward and ordered, "Go and bring some of the most delicious snacks and nourishing soups, and hurry!"
Soon, the table was filled with delicious food.
Madam Mo personally walked over to Gu Youran, supported her arm, and said softly, "Doctor Gu, eat quickly and replenish yourself."
With the support of Mrs. Mo, Gu Youran sat down at the table and reluctantly ate a few bites.
Madam Mo saw this and felt heartbroken. She quickly said, "You should take a rest first. The auction won't start until tonight. You should get some sleep."
Gu Youran was so exhausted that she didn't refuse anymore and just lay down on the sofa nearby.
Mrs. Mo pulled a blanket over her.
Gu Youran closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep, her breathing gradually becoming steady.
Mrs. Mo sat aside, watching quietly, her eyes full of gratitude, occasionally looking out the window, her thoughts drifting away.
…
Gu Youran slept very deeply that day, and when she woke up, more than an hour had passed.
The room was silent and Mrs. Mo was nowhere to be found.
She slowly stood up, stretched her numb limbs, straightened her clothes, and when she felt her strength had recovered to about 70%, she walked out of the room.
Walking along the corridor, I didn't go far before I could smell the faint aroma of ink.
She looked up and saw an art exhibition, which was actually set up in the cabin of a luxury yacht.
People came and went in the exhibition.
Gu walked in leisurely and stopped in front of a landscape painting, looking at it in a trance.
However, she didn't notice that several gorgeously dressed women nearby were looking at her unfriendlyly.
"Hey, isn't this Gu Youran who relied on men to get to the top and clung to the prince of the Shi family!" Tang Xinyi screamed.
She walked forward, her waist twisting, her eyes almost filled with jealousy. Even the carefully applied makeup couldn't hide the harshness on her face.
The women with her were all Shi Heng's fanatical admirers, and they had been worrying about their idol's marriage these days.
Seeing Gu Youran at this moment, the sour feeling in his heart rose up. He immediately stood with Tang Xinyi and pointed the finger at Gu Youran.
"Hmph, a country bumpkin with no background, I don't know what means he used to seduce the prince, and he dares to pretend to be elegant here, do you know anything about painting?" The woman in the pink skirt curled her lips, her face full of disgust.
Gu Youran frowned, didn't want to pay attention, turned around and left.
Tang Xinyi, however, took a quick step forward and stopped her with a fake smile on her face and a sarcastic tone.
"Gu Youran, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Are you feeling guilty because we hit the nail on the head? This high-end art exhibition is only for people with taste. I think you've come to the wrong place."
Gu Youran stopped and looked at them coldly, "I don't understand? How much do you understand?"
Tang Xinyi sneered and moved closer. "Oh, you're still being stubborn! Then tell me, what's so good about this painting? I think it's just a mediocre artist's messing around."
Gu Youran spoke slowly, "This painting may seem simple, with immature brushstrokes and ordinary composition, but it's actually Mr. Xinglan's trial work."
"At the time, he was still unknown, his style was uncertain, and he was still in the exploratory stage. So, he had the simplicity of a novice, but also the potential for innovation. He was like a child who was just learning to walk: although his steps were unsteady, he had endless possibilities."
When Tang Xinyi and the others heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they burst into laughter.
"You made this up, Mr. Xinglan? We've seen a lot of his works, but we've never heard of this thing in his early days. I'm afraid you made it up to fool people!" The woman in the pink skirt laughed so hard that she slapped her thigh.
Tang Xinyi laughed so hard that tears came out. "Gu Youran, do you think that just because you're with the prince, you can be a garlic clove here? And Mr. Xinglan's early works, why don't you go to heaven!"
"Yes, Mr. Xinglan has become famous in recent years, but his early works are said to be rarely circulated on the market. How can you recognize them?" One of the young ladies from a noble family also echoed.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
