Little Bell moved quickly and moved to the right side of the bathtub.
The next moment, Jiang Xinian quickly pulled out the golden needles from the boy's back with his right hand. Every time he pulled out one, a stream of blood spurted out.
The blood fell to the ground, forming a black and red patch. Even the wooden floor was corroded into black, and it emitted an unpleasant smell.
Xiao Lingling frowned and shrank back, then saw him trembling all over as if he felt severe pain, and a trace of anger flashed through her heart.
Soon, as the poisonous blood was discharged, his red back and black lips began to fade.
It was not until the forty-nine gold needles were pulled out that the color gradually returned to normal, leaving only the lips still a light purple.
Jiang Xinian quickly pressed a few acupoints on his back. After the bleeding stopped, he picked up the medicine bowl and fed all the medicine into his mouth.
His movements were so gentle that he was afraid of spilling even a drop.
After the young man finished drinking the medicine, Jiang Xinian carried him out of the bathtub with a little rudeness, wrapped him in a piece of clothing and put him back on the bed.
Afterwards, he was so tired that he slumped down on the pedals, gasping for breath for a long time.
Although it seems like just pulling out the needle, it is also difficult. Not only do you need to concentrate and grasp the timing, but you also need to move the needle when pulling it out so that the poisonous blood can be discharged smoothly.
In short, Jiang Xinian felt so tired that he was almost exhausted and didn't want to move even a finger.
Seeing his face covered in sweat, Xiao Lingdang became a little worried. "Master, are you okay? Are you very tired?"
Jiang Xinian didn't say anything, just smiled at her.
Little Bell quickly ran to the table in front, picked up the teacup and pretended to pour tea, then filled the cup with some spirit pool water.
She carefully held the teacup and fed it to Jiang Xinian's mouth with her own hands. Only after watching him drink it in big gulps did she feel relieved.
Jiang Xinian, on the other hand, was feeling extremely happy.
Look, it’s still the little girl, how thoughtful. If it were those traitors, it would be considered good enough if they could help him up.
As expected, he should favor his little disciple more. Even the water the little disciple brought was so sweet. He felt that his just exhausted body instantly regained strength.
Spirit Pond Water: ...
Jiang Xinian took a deep breath and patted Xiao Lingdang's head. "Xiao Lingdang, Master will choose you as his successor in the future, okay?"
Little Bell was a little confused, "Ah? What is a successor?"
Jiang Xinian continued to deceive, "Once you have learned everything from the master, you can take in disciples and teach others, how about that?"
Xiao Lingling's eyes lit up. "Ah? Really? Then can I accept the apprenticeship gift?"
Jiang Xinian was stunned. He never expected that the little disciple's focus would be here.
But he quickly realized, "Of course! This apprenticeship gift is definitely necessary, and the more valuable it is, the more it demonstrates the other party's sincerity, right? Of course I can accept it!"
Little Bell was extremely satisfied with his words and nodded quickly, "Okay, then I'll do it. Then I can receive a lot of apprenticeship gifts! It's really profitable! Hehe."
Jiang Xinian felt inexplicably guilty looking at his little apprentice, and he didn't mention that a master had to give a gift upon meeting his disciple.
However, he was no joke about choosing his young apprentice as his successor. According to the young apprentice's talent, he would be able to learn everything he knew in just a few years.
By then, when she combines her own unique techniques, it will not be a dream for her to surpass her teacher. Wouldn't that be the chance for the Divine Doctor Sect to grow stronger again?
Therefore, he must train his little apprentice to become his successor so that these superb medical skills can be passed on.
Thinking about it this way, what were all those disciples he accepted before? It was really boring.
While his master was complaining madly, his apprentices who were treating patients on the other side were sneezing madly.
Just as Xiao Lingdang and Jiang Xinian were each immersed in their own fantasies, the young man on the bed finally reacted and groaned as if he felt the severe pain coming from his body.
Little Bell's ears twitched and she quickly turned her head, "Hey, little brother, are you awake?"
The boy heard her voice and subconsciously opened his eyes.
Perhaps because he had been unconscious for too long, the light hurt him as soon as he opened his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his hands to protect his eyes.
Jiang Xinian, who heard the noise, also reacted and turned to look at him, "Awake? How do you feel now? The poison hasn't been cured yet, so it must still hurt.
But you've taken too much painkiller soup, it's no longer effective and will actually affect your treatment progress, so I didn't make it for you."
The boy was no stranger to Jiang Xinian. "It's okay. I'm used to it."
The boy's voice was a little hoarse, but not unpleasant.
Jiang Xinian looked at him with a bit of pity, "Don't be discouraged, you will be completely detoxified in half a month at most."
The boy was a little surprised, "Antidote?"
Jiang Xinian knew what he meant. "Yes, it can be cured. This poisoning can be considered a blessing in disguise for you. My apprentice found 900-year-old ginseng as a medicine, and successfully cured it for you."
As he said this, he patted the little carrot-head beside him, indicating that she was his apprentice.
The young man then looked at Xiao Lingling. He was a little surprised to see her looking at him with bright eyes, but he understood what Jiang Xinian meant.
"I understand. I will pay her. But, how is she?"
The boy felt a little awkward. He clearly wanted to ask, but his voice was very quiet. He lowered his eyes and looked at his hands.
Speaking of her, a hint of pity and regret flashed across Jiang Xinian's eyes, "When I asked someone to take you away, she was already seriously injured and poisoned.
Later, I kept an eye on the goings-on in the capital, and I heard that the funeral had already taken place..."
Little Bell didn't know who they were talking about, but she could feel the strong sadness coming from them.
In particular, the black energy on the young man began to surge rapidly, which showed that he was not calm in his heart.
She didn't know what to say, so she could only grab Jiang Xinian's hand and shake it. When she saw him looking at her, she pointed her chin at the boy.
Only then did Jiang Xinian realize that the young man was clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, the veins on his hands were bulging, and his lowered eyes were filled with crazy emotions.
Jiang Xinian couldn't help but sigh and patted his head like an ordinary elder, "I know you are upset, but don't hate her, she has no choice.
Over the years, she has always arranged people to protect you. This time, those people were too insidious, and you fell into her trap.
She’s actually suffering a lot…”
The boy didn't say anything, but a spark of tears flashed from the corner of his eyes, wetting the pillow beside him.
Suddenly, a burst of hurried and complex footsteps was heard in the yard...
"Girl, it's bad, the people outside are rioting!"
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