The medical bag made by Su Luo was originally used for drawing blood, just in case.
Now that the old man is in urgent need of it, Su Luo naturally goes here first.
Anyway, the Flame Lightning White Dragon still has a lot of dragon whiskers, so she can make more later.
Su Luo inserted the long needle tip into the old man's blood clot!
"Hiss!" Old Master Huan's lower back trembled, he took a breath, then slowly opened his eyes, with a dazed look in his eyes.
Su Luo smiled faintly at Old Master Huan: "It will be very painful when taking drugs. It feels like thousands of ants crawling over the wound every moment. Old Master, you should be able to bear it."
Mr. Huan could indeed bear it, but cold sweat kept dripping down his forehead.
Su Luo winked at Madam Nangong.
Mrs. Nangong was still in a daze, and Nanny Bai had already taken out a handkerchief and handed it to her.
"Oh oh." Mrs. Nangong reacted and went up with a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off her father's face.
When Mr. Huan saw Madam Nangong, he took her hand and moved his lips, but could not speak.
"Father, you will be fine. Look, this is Gong Er's future daughter-in-law. Isn't she beautiful? Her medical skills are even more beautiful. Your injury is just a drizzle to her. It will be cured in a short time. It's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Nangong wiped the old man's sweat while showing off Su Luo and bragging.
Su Luo looked at it and smiled bitterly.
But Mr. Huan knew his daughter. She always spoke her mind, so what she said must be true.
Old Master Huan looked at Su Luo carefully and nodded secretly. Indeed, she had delicate features and clear eyes. She was a rare and smart girl, and she was a perfect match for Gong Er.
When the others heard what Madam Nangong said, they all shouted.
"What?"
"This yellow-haired girl and Gong Er?"
"Are you kidding me? Who is Gong Er, and what kind of person is she?"
"How could you, as a mother, harm your son like this!"
Everyone said that they could not accept this matter, and they all criticized Mrs. Nangong.
Madam Nangong sneered: "I, Gong Er, like it myself. If you have any objections, go tell him."
Everyone was speechless.
Tell Nangong Liuyun? No one wants to die...
At this moment, Su Luo's needle had been inserted into the blood clot in Grandpa Huan's lower back, and strands of dark purple poison flowed along the needle into the transparent air bag.
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn over.
Huan Pei was a little worried: "Will blood seep out when this needle is inserted? Will it poison the lumbar vertebrae nearby? Will it...
He asked Su Luo a lot of questions, but Su Luo ignored him at all.
After a palm-sized air bag was filled with dark purple poisonous blood, Su Luo pulled the air bag out of the leather tube and replaced it with another one to continue pumping.
There is so much poisonous blood?
The surroundings were very quiet, and everyone's eyes were on Su Luo.
As time passed, the blood flow rate became slower and slower, and the dark purple blood gradually began to change color, becoming brighter red.
"Does this mean that the toxins have been excreted?" Huan Pei asked with concern.
"Far from it." The Miaoying Magic Needle in Su Luo's hand continuously stimulated the lumbar and cervical meridians of Mr. Huan. The blood that was originally on the verge of depletion began to flow out faster. Everyone thought it was amazing.
Su Luo smiled faintly: "It's just stimulating the surrounding acupuncture points to squeeze out the last bit of poison, nothing more."
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