The long-servant didn't move, but the little one did.
Xiao Shi was as thin as a bamboo pole, but he was extremely strong. He lifted up the Duke of Weiguo and his chair, and easily carried them to the window. He then moved an inch further according to Gu Yanfei's instructions.
The sunlight came through the window and fell on Duke Wei's head and clothes.
Everyone didn't know what she was going to do and subconsciously held their breath.
"The Li hexagram is three." Gu Yanfei put the palm-sized compass back into his sleeve, "Three needles will do."
As she spoke, she took out a needle from the old doctor's needle bag. The silver needle was three inches long and made a crisp buzzing sound when it trembled slightly.
"It's useless." The old doctor couldn't help but remind him, "I tried to stop the bleeding with a needle, but it was in vain."
"This hexagram is very auspicious." Gu Yanfei gently twisted the silver needle, "This first needle will seal the three souls and seven spirits."
As she finished speaking, the long silver needle had been inserted into the Baihui point on the top of Duke Weiguo's head, with only one inch left outside the top of the head. The silver needle flashed dazzlingly in the sunlight, and it seemed that spots of light were being guided into the tail of the needle.
The needle pierced his throat, causing his long-servant to gasp.
The Duke of Weiguo's body first stiffened, his face changed drastically, then he leaned forward and spat out another large mouthful of blood.
This time, what he spat out was a pool of black blood like thick ink.
Murong Yong, the old doctor and others were all shocked.
This is not stopping the bleeding, nor is it saving lives. Instead, it makes the patient's condition worse!
"My Lord!"
The attendant cried out in shock, only to see Gu Yanfei pick up the second silver needle and stab the acupoint on the heart of Duke Weiguo...
Immediately afterwards, the third needle was inserted one inch below his navel.
"Wow——" Duke Weiguo twitched violently and vomited two mouthfuls of black blood.
In addition to the strong smell of blood in the air, there was also an indescribable fishy smell.
"Madam, the Duke is inside!" The servant's panting voice was heard outside the private room.
The next moment, a beautiful woman in her forties rushed in hurriedly. She had long eyebrows, fine eyes, and a straight posture. She had a heroic temperament, as if she could pick up a gun and go to the battlefield at any time.
When the wife of Duke Weiguo came in, she saw Duke Weiguo spitting out black blood, and Gu Yanfei's hand just let go of the third silver needle at this moment.
The three silver needles on Duke Weiguo's head, heart and abdomen trembled slightly, making a subtle buzzing sound.
"What are you doing?!" Lady Weiguo shouted at Gu Yanfei, her eyes red with anger rising from her heart to her forehead.
At this moment, she could see nothing else.
She rushed towards Gu Yanfei like a gust of wind, and grabbed Gu Yanfei's right arm with lightning speed, her eyes cutting into Gu Yanfei's face like a knife.
The wife of the Duke of Weiguo was very skilled, but Gu Yanfei was even faster.
Somehow, the little girl twisted and turned and slid past the other person like a carp in the water, easily avoiding the claw.
Without a second thought, Lady Weiguo pulled the sword out of the sword-serving maid's hand...
A flash of cold light.
The inch-and-a-half-inch-wide sword was two inches out of the scabbard, but a slender, strong, bony hand pressed the scabbard and pushed it gently, putting the sword back into the scabbard.
"Aunt, please be patient." Chu Yi advised in a gentle voice, just like the spring breeze in March blowing gently across the frozen river.
When the wife of Duke Weiguo met Chu Yi's handsome face, her eyes widened slightly, and she recognized the eldest prince who had just returned to the capital.
She still held the hilt tightly, not letting go, her eyes flickering.
"Ugh..." Duke Weiguo twitched violently and spurted out another mouthful of black blood.
"clang!"
There was a small fragment in the pool of black blood on the floor.
The Duke of Wei lowered his head and did not move, as if he had lost all strength.
"Ah Shen!" The wife of Duke Weiguo no longer cared about Jian and Chu Yi, and rushed towards Duke Weiguo, holding his arm with one hand and gently stroking his back with the other, her eyes red.
He never cried out in pain, not even when he was having his bones scraped to treat the poison.
However, even if he didn't say it, she knew at a glance that when he was uncomfortable or in pain, the scar on his forehead would bulge out and turn blood red.
"Are you in pain?!" Lady Weiguo said with a trembling voice, her heart aching.
This is her husband. They have been together for decades. To her, he is a part of her.
The wife of Duke Weiguo shot a sharp gaze at Gu Yanfei. That fierce look seemed to say that if anything happened to Duke Weiguo, she would never let go of the person who murdered her husband.
Gu Yanfei stood still as a mountain, stroking his sleeves gently.
"..." Duke Weiguo moaned softly, his voice weak.
He raised his head with difficulty, his face was pale, there were spots of black blood on the corners of his lips and beard, and his breath was very weak.
"It's okay." Gu Yanfei said calmly.
As she finished speaking, a gust of cold wind from the window blew up her clothes, making them rustle and make her feel like she was floating in the air.
No problem?! Everyone, including Murong Yong, could not help but look at the Duke of Wei on the chair. His face was as pale as paper, he was breathing in and out less, and he was so weak that he seemed like he would die at any time.
But this girl actually said he was fine? !
Lady Weiguo frowned tightly, her face as gloomy as water, and she didn't believe what Gu Yanfei said at all.
"You said it's okay, so it's okay!?"
The wife of the Duke of Weiguo spoke in cold words. She gestured to her long-time attendant to support the Duke of Weiguo, and planned to go over and discuss the matter with Gu Yanfei.
Her husband vomited so much blood, as if he had vomited out all the internal organs in his body, how could he be fine! Even if the eldest prince is a backer for this girl, it doesn’t matter. Even if she makes a scene in front of the emperor, she will not let this liar who harms people’s lives go! The wife of the Duke of Wei took half a step aggressively, but she felt her sleeves tightened. She looked down and saw the Duke of Wei raised his hand and grabbed a corner of her sleeve.
"I..." Duke Weiguo's eyes widened, his eyeballs bulged slightly, and the whites of his eyes were covered with spider-web-like bloodshot, and even his breathing through his mouth and nose stopped.
The wife of the Duke of Wei was shocked and frightened, and her heart suddenly shrank into a ball.
Murong Yong was also shocked and almost thought that the Duke of Weiguo was going to leave a last will.
"It doesn't hurt anymore..." Duke Weiguo suddenly took a breath and finished his words, his voice still weak.
Lady of the Duke of Wei: "..."
It was quiet in the private room.
The people outside were all stunned and looked at each other blankly.
Duke Weiguo said he was no longer in pain, but he looked almost lifeless just now. Could it be that he was experiencing a last burst of energy? !
Everyone was filled with confusion and uncertainty, watching as Duke Weiguo's breathing visibly stabilized, and even his originally lifeless eyes began to show some spirit.
Not only outsiders couldn't believe it, even Duke Weiguo himself was stunned.
He touched his abdomen, then his chest and throat, and then pinched his thigh hard.
The pain in his thigh made his face twist slightly.
It also confirmed to him that his abdominal pain was really gone.
Just now he was in so much pain as if he was rolling in a sea of fire and swords, and was about to die, but now he feels no pain at all.
Duke Weiguo took two deep breaths and tried to calm himself, only to find that even his breathing became smoother.
"I'm fine." He murmured, grabbing the armrest of the chair with one hand and trying to get up. The attendant hurried to help him, but he waved him away.
It was not until he stood up straight that the Duke of Weiguo felt a sense of reality, and his body felt a lot lighter, as if all the toxins that had been deposited in his body for many years had been discharged.
Although the Duke of Wei in front of him also looked a little pale, he was in good spirits, completely different from the old man who was vomiting blood and was in critical condition just now.
Lady Weiguo felt as if she were in a dream and almost pinched her own thigh.
"Ashi, it doesn't hurt anymore? Are you really okay?" She couldn't help but ask, looking up and down at Duke Weiguo, holding his right arm with one hand.
Duke Weiguo still felt a little weak on his feet. He raised his hand and touched his stomach again. He felt something was wrong, but he was sure: "It doesn't hurt anymore!"
Strange? What was wrong? Duke Wei was thinking hard.
The yamen runners and other idle people outside the private room watched the whole thing from beginning to end, and at this moment they were all stunned and amazed.
This duke had a near-death experience, is he really okay now? This Taoist girl is simply a living god! It's amazing, too amazing!
Everyone stared at Gu Yanfei with burning eyes. Looking at her now, it seemed that she was surrounded by a transcendent aura. They secretly praised this girl for her pure spirit, elegant figure, and pure and ethereal appearance! Under so many gazes, Gu Yanfei remained calm, smiling lightly, without the slightest discomfort.
She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, leaned over and picked up the fragment that Duke Weiguo had just spit out from the pool of black blood, turned it around casually, and waved at Chu Yi with her other hand.
"This is it."
She said these three words to Chu Yi.
The casualness of her words and deeds startled Duke Weiguo, and he just watched helplessly as Chu Yi was summoned to her side.
"It's a fragment of the arrow tip." Chu Yi took the small piece and knew what it was at a glance.
Duke Wei recalled what Gu Yanfei had said before about him being wounded by an arrow when he was young, and blurted out, "Is it that arrow?!"
The arrow that shot him 20 years ago! Gu Yanfei nodded slightly, as if smiling: "That's right."
"Twenty years ago, you were wounded by an arrow on the battlefield, but when the military doctor extracted the arrow, he accidentally left a small fragment of the arrow tip in your body."
"This fragment has been in your abdomen for years, causing the intestines in your abdomen to stick together. That's why you experience nausea and bloating after meals, which gradually turns into abdominal pain and blood in your stool."
"You still don't know how to control yourself, and you keep drinking!"
She could conclude that every time the Duke of Wei drank strong liquor, he would inevitably suffer from gastrointestinal discomfort.
(End of this chapter)
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