Each time Long'er puts in a spiritual medicine, it's only a small pot, but now it's a whole pot. Can this child handle it?
Cen Ang pondered for a moment
"Please wait a moment, I'll go see if there are any more miraculous herbs."
Dr. Gu nodded
Cen's mother found the little dumpling in Chunying's arms and went straight to the point.
"Long'er, Grandpa Gu says your father can cure him."
The little girl had excellent senses; she heard everything that was said in the room.
Huo Xiaolong said
"You want the elixir, right?"
Cen Ang nodded and said
"Do what you can, and if it doesn't work, we'll try again."
The pots and pans were all prepared. The little dumpling sat beside the stove, eyes closed, intently working to establish a connection between space and reality.
This was the first time the little girl had released so much spiritual spring water, and she could clearly feel her body starting to feel weak.
Hungry
Feeling as if all his energy had been drained away, this couldn't go on. The water was only halfway up the table. Looking at the little girl's increasingly pale face, Cen Ang couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
"Mom, I'm hungry."
Upon hearing this, the woman immediately fetched food from the brothel.
While the little girl was being fed, Cen Ang kept putting water in her hand, but as the little girl's face grew paler and paler, he couldn't help but call for a stop.
"Mom, we can't stop, Dad's still waiting."
The little dumpling was already in tears.
For the first time, she felt useless, having lived two lives.
"mom"
The little girl's helpless cry touched the woman's heart.
Still hungry?
Huo Xiaolong nodded
Cen Ang held her other hand, feeling the little dumpling's pulse, a sign of severe internal depletion.
The woman stood up, returned to her room, and took out an old ginseng from a hidden compartment beside her bed. It looked to be about two hundred years old. Cen Ang gritted his teeth, took it, and held it to the little dumpling's mouth.
"Long'er, just eat it."
Huo Xiaolong stuffed the ginseng ball into his mouth and instantly felt a surge of heat fill his entire body from his dantian.
It was as if the internal energy cultivation method that Cen's mother had been teaching her for so long without being able to grasp suddenly became clear. As her daughter's complexion became rosy, Cen Ang was also slightly relieved. Until the moment the elixir filled the iron pot, the little dumpling completely fainted and lost consciousness.
Mother Cen instructed Chunying to take the elixir out for Doctor Gu, while she herself carried Long'er back to her room.
She wasn't unconscious, but rather in a deep sleep; her energy had plummeted, and she would probably be asleep for several days.
The old doctor outside stared wide-eyed at the sight of the large pot of miraculous herbs.
"This...so much?"
“It’s all here, there’s not a single bit left,” Chunying replied.
I still want to hear the truth from the mouths of courtesans.
Beautiful you
Doctor Gu instructed everyone to place Huo Shuwen in a pot and let him soak in the medicinal herbs for a day and a night, which would naturally heal the wounds on his waist and abdomen and the deadly poison inside his body.
The child's father soaked for a whole day and night.
Huo Xiaolong also slept for a day and a night.
The little girl opened her eyes first.
She asked
"Mom, where's Dad?"
During her coma, He Yi visited her two or three times, and also stayed up for a day and a night.
Not only her husband was on the bed, but also her unconscious daughter.
He Yi was also worried
"Your father is out of danger, but he hasn't woken up yet."
Mother Cen hugged the little dumpling into her arms and said
"Why hasn't Father woken up yet?"
Huo Xiaolong's voice sounded somewhat aggrieved, as if he was about to burst into tears if he didn't hear good news.
"How about I take you to ask Grandpa Gu?"
The little girl clung to the woman's neck and said...
"good"
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