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While Situ Ye and Long Yi were having a secret conversation in the study, Han Yichen in the east wing of Feihong Courtyard finally got himself in the mood and started to detoxify Kang Fulai.
But he first took out an exquisite small cloth bag from his wide sleeves, spread it out on the table, revealing the golden needles of different lengths inside.
Then, Han Yichen picked up a gold needle at random, pulled Kang Fulai's hand and quickly pricked one of his fingers. A drop of blood immediately oozed out from the end of Kang Fulai's finger.
Taking the ice toad out of the wooden box, Han Yichen placed Kang Fulai's finger in front of it. The ice toad smelled blood and immediately held the finger stained with blood in its mouth. Its belly bulged as it greedily sucked the blood.
The ice toad inhaled the poison for a full quarter of an hour, its once snow-white body shrouded in a layer of black mist. Han Yichen then placed it in a bowl half-filled with water. Upon encountering the water, the ice toad immediately expelled all the toxins it had inhaled. Only when the clear water in the bowl turned as black as ink did Han Yichen remove the ice toad.
"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
Han Yichen looked carefully at Kang Fulai who was leaning on the bed. Seeing that his complexion had suddenly improved, he felt relieved.
Kang Fulai nodded upon hearing this. The burning sensation in his eyes and throat had already disappeared, but for some reason he still couldn't make a sound.
"Although the ice toad has sucked out all the toxins from your body, your eyes and throat were poisoned after all. You will need to continue taking medicine for a few days before you can recover."
"I'm going to use the Black Jade Ointment to reconnect your tendons and bones. It might be a little painful, so bear with it."
Seeing Kang Fulai nodded at him, Han Yichen immediately gave him a few needles in his wrist and ankle, flicked the needle tip, and it was a quarter of an hour before the "buzzing" sound ended.
After removing the gold needles, Han Yichen used a medicine spoon to scoop out an appropriate amount of black jade ointment and applied it evenly to the injured areas of Kangfulai's wrists and ankles.
As soon as the glossy, black paste was applied, Kang Fulai felt as if his entire body were being cut and slashed by knives and swords. Even with his fortitude, he couldn't help but tremble with pain and break out in a cold sweat. The intense pain made him instinctively want only one thing: to wipe the paste off his body.
"Hold on! If you can get through it, you will finally have a good time; if you can't, your hands and feet will be paralyzed and you will be disabled for the rest of your life." Han Yichen was afraid that the other party was weak-willed, so he reminded him.
Han Yichen's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over Kang Fulai's head, completely waking him up from the brink of collapse.
For the sake of the young master, even if the pain is ten times greater, he has to grit his teeth and endure it.
Moreover, this was his only chance to heal himself. His master's tragic death had yet to be avenged, and he couldn't remain blind, mute, and crippled for the rest of his life...
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