Su Ruyi swiftly took a drop of blood from the tips of each of Ba Yuchi's ten fingers.
When she was squeezing out blood, Qi Yasheng clearly felt chest pain ten times, each time more intense than the last.
Taking blood from a fingertip would cause chest pain, which Qi Yasheng considered completely impossible.
Perhaps this is what makes the so-called Zhuyou technique so magical?
After the blood was drawn, Su Ruyi smiled and said, "Okay, you can open your eyes now."
Qi Yasheng opened her eyes and saw Su Ruyi dripping all the blood she had just collected into that strange jar, which contained some red powder.
Su Ruyi explained, "This is cinnabar."
The blood mixed with cinnabar turned into a dark red, muddy substance.
Su Ruyi continued mixing until the paste became thinner.
Then, she took out a small calligraphy brush, dipped it in the ink, and opened the blue notebook.
Qi Yasheng and Feng Engui both exclaimed "Wow!" because they saw that the third page of the notebook had been covered with something that looked like gold foil, which was dazzling and made the whole room shimmer with gold light when it was opened.
Yes, this is one-third of the golden page in Su Ruyi's merit book, which she has already cut out.
Su Ruyi took the brush and began to write quickly on the gold foil paper.
Dark red characters kept appearing, and Qi Yasheng and Feng Engui both came over to take a look. It was Ba Yuchi's name and birth date!
Once this was finished, the gold foil paper was also filled with writing.
Su Ruyi crumpled the gold foil into a ball and put it into the small jar.
Then, he took out some smaller jars with a very simple and antique design, no bigger than a fingernail.
These jars contained powders of different colors. Qi Yasheng secretly counted them—there were seven jars in total.
Su Ruyi opened each jar and poured all the powder into the large jar.
Then, I gently stirred it inside.
The gold foil mixed with these powders gradually transformed into a perfectly round pill.
The moment Su Ruyi took out the pill, Feng Engui and Qi Yasheng were both involuntarily forced to look away by the dazzling golden light.
When the golden light dissipated, they could see clearly that in Su Ruyi's palm was a black and gold pill the size of a fingertip.
"Help me lift the patient up," she instructed Qi Yasheng.
Qi Yasheng quickly helped Ba Yuchi sit up, so that he was in a semi-reclining position.
Su Ruyi then said to Feng Engui, "Bring me a bowl of water!"
Feng Engui asked solicitously, "Would you like it warm or cold?"
Su Ruyi said, "Hot rice wine is best, but warm water will also work."
Soon, Feng Engui brought over a bowl of warm water.
Su Ruyi skillfully pried open Ba Yuchi's jaw and placed the glittering golden pill into his mouth.
He then took the water bowl and fed Ba Yuchi water while slurping it down his throat.
Soon, everyone watched in disbelief as Ba Yuchi swallowed the enormous pill.
The bulge was visible to the naked eye as it passed through his throat.
Everyone thought he would choke.
However, Su Ruyi continued to soothe him, and the pill went smoothly into Ba Yuchi's stomach.
Then, she instructed the two men to lay Ba Yuchi flat on the bed and took out her needle case from her bag.
With the golden needles in hand, he swiftly inserted forty-nine needles into Ba Yuchi's body.
The gold needles were as fine as cow hair, and Su Ruyi's technique was like a celestial maiden scattering flowers. Feng Engui immediately covered his mouth, afraid that he might accidentally exclaim in amazement.
This is a set of rejuvenating acupuncture techniques, but it is only an auxiliary method.
Most importantly, it is the birth date and time written on that page of gold foil paper.
That was the travel permit for the messengers of the underworld; only with it could they bring back Ba Yuchi's soul.
After all, Su Ruyi's merits are only enough to save three people, which uses up one person's quota.
However, she did not regret it. If Ba's research could continue, the help and contribution to China would be self-evident.
She believed that this must be a great act of merit!
About half an hour after the acupuncture stopped, everyone saw that Ba Yuchi's ashen face first turned pale, and then seemed to regain some color!
Especially the lips, which even had a bit of color in them!
Feng Engui secretly glanced at Ba Yuchi's fingernails and noticed faint traces of blood beneath the nail bed.
At this moment, Feng Engui's admiration for Su Ruyi was absolute.
He witnessed firsthand the scenes of miraculous doctors saving lives and bringing the dead back to life that he had only encountered in legends!
This is the first time I've ever experienced this at my age!
This had a profound impact on him, no less than an earthquake!
At this moment, Feng Engui showed no arrogance in front of Su Ruyi, but was as humble as an obedient primary school student.
But then, Feng Engui's mind started working again—
This Su Ruyi has such great abilities, and as far as he knows, several important figures are already terminally ill. Why not secretly "offer" Su Ruyi away? The benefits he could gain would be unimaginable!
As he thought this, a somewhat foolish smile appeared on his face.
Su Ruyi gave him a cold look.
How could she not see through Feng Engui's intentions?
She continued to open the blue notebook, and everyone saw that on the next page after the gold foil paper, there was actually a pure black sheet of paper!
Su Ruyi continued to dip her brush in cinnabar and write on the black paper.
Feng Engui leaned over to take a look, and then gasped – because what Su Ruyi had written was his own birth date and time!
Moreover, it's accurate to the second!
When did Su Ruyi find out Feng Engui's birth date and time?
Feng Engui felt a cold sweat break out all over his body: "Dr. Su, what are you doing?"
Su Ruyi smiled slightly at him: "It's just making some preparations, so that some people won't always have bad intentions."
Feng Engui's face turned deathly pale: "The paper...that page of paper...the dead wrote their birth dates and times on gold foil paper and came back to life! And I, a living person, wrote my birth dates and times on this black paper?"
Su Ruyi smiled again and said, "Dr. Feng, you don't need to worry. As I said, it's just a precaution. As long as you promise not to have any ill intentions towards me, I will never burn it!"
"Burn it?" Feng Engui was even more frightened. "Why...why burn it?"
"It only works if it's burned," Su Ruyi said, not angry at all.
"What...what effect?" Feng Engui felt his tongue was about to stiffen.
"Well... if you don't have bad intentions, you'll never know. But if you do have bad intentions, you'll naturally find out then," Su Ruyi said vaguely.
Feng Engui trembled as he retreated to his stool and sat down.
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