Chapter 87: Bad Taste
Miss Bai Feng clapped her hands and said in an appreciative tone, "Miss Kang is truly smart."
Miss Yihan couldn't believe it: "Our identities haven't been exposed, how did you know?"
Shen Tingyu was secretly delighted, of course it was a trick.
She was originally only 60% certain, because they had many opportunities to come into contact with Fang Niang, but failed to discover in time that she was infected with the zombie blood plague, which made her slightly doubt their medical skills.
If Miss Yi Han knew what she was thinking, she would definitely be so angry that she would vomit blood.
Most plagues are caused by natural disasters and climate, and there are always causes and signs.
Moreover, Fangniang was already in poor health and had a chronic cough, so she would never think of vomiting blood as a plague.
More importantly, the symptoms of the zombie blood plague are unique, and Fang Niang's symptoms have just begun to appear, so there is no way to diagnose her.
Xin Hongying was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that Wu Nixiang was gone, and the miracle doctors they had been looking for for a long time were right next to her.
After a dark period, there is always light at the end of the tunnel. The anger that had been suppressed in my heart mostly dissipated, and I felt like the dust had settled.
Miss Bai Feng walked sleekly to her side and said jokingly, "Why don't you tell me, Miss Kang, which of us is the Gu Master and which is the Healer?"
Miss Yi Han felt unhappy when her identity was suddenly revealed. She snorted coldly, but her eyes were looking at her brightly, as if she was expecting something.
Looking the two of them up and down, Shen Tingyu was silently ashamed.
She can't see it, is this their bad taste?
o(╯□╰)o
What if she guessed wrong?
Shen Tingyu could only answer based on her intuition, "I guess Miss Yihan is a doctor, and Miss Baifeng you are... a Gu Master. Am I right?"
Miss Yihan raised her chin slightly with pride, her eyes appreciating her. "You are quite capable, but you haven't told me how you figured out the identities of the two sisters."
"You really are a miracle doctor!"
Chef Miao's arms trembled with excitement. He slowly stood up and knelt in front of her. His eyes were red and he pleaded sincerely, "Yi Han, although you came here for Wu Ni Xiang."
"But considering that Fangniang took you two sisters in and treated you sincerely, please save her."
"Brother Miao, what are you doing? Get up quickly." Miss Yi Han was anxious. She grabbed his arm and was about to pull him up from the ground, explaining.
"I have been secretly treating Sister Xiaofang. Her health has begun to improve recently. You should get up first."
Chef Miao followed the force of her hand and got up from the ground. "Then why did Fang Niang suddenly cough up blood?"
Miss Yihan opened her mouth, looking reluctant, "Brother Miao, I found out..."
Shen Tingyu secretly complained, naturally it was because of the zombie blood plague!
Fang Niang must be isolated, and if these people become weak, they must also be isolated.
But she was now worried that Fangniang wasn't alone, and that her condition worsened quickly due to her frail body...
If this is true, then the people of Yunzhou City are... doomed!
Shen Tingyu cursed inwardly, the person behind this plan was so despicable and shameless, he was simply a beast.
"He can still be saved." Miss Bai Feng's surprised voice brought Shen Tingyu's wandering thoughts back to reality, and also interrupted Miss Yi Han's unspoken words.
I saw Miss Bai Feng squatting in front of the pile of weeds, pulling out the nearby weeds, and checking the softness of the soil with a focused look on her face.
The slender fingers straightened the withered Wu Ni Xiang.
Miss Bai Feng breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged a glance with Miss Yi Han: "If it's any later, it will really be too late to save the situation."
Miss Yihan understood and pulled Chef Miao in front of the withered Wu Nixiang. "We'll talk about Sister Xiaofang later. Brother Miao needs some blood from you right now."
He grabbed his finger, took out a dagger from his pocket, cut a hole in it, and squeezed out a drop of blood the size of a bean.
Chef Miao felt pain and asked in confusion: "Yihan, what are you doing?"
Blood drops as big as beans fell on Wu Ni Xiang. Shen Tingyu suddenly became nervous, but Wu Ni Xiang did not change at all and nothing happened.
"Not enough." Miss Bai Feng said coldly, "I'll do it."
With quick movements, he snatched the dagger from Miss Yi Han's hand, cut a bloody mark on Chef Miao's wrist with his backhand, and placed the wound at the root of the Wu Ni Xiang.
Chef Miao twisted in pain for a moment, his eyes widening as he screamed, surprised yet not surprised: "It...it can still suck my blood! The Holy Plant is still alive."
The black incense continued to suck blood, and the veins on the leaves were flowing with bright red lines. Chef Miao did not feel any discomfort. Instead, he put the wound on his wrist closer with a pious look in his eyes.
Finally, Wu Nixiang stopped sucking blood and regained his vitality.
The three people gathered around Wu Nixiang all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for helping me bring it back to life." Xin Hongying looked at it indifferently, narrowing her narrow eyes and smiling like a thousand-year-old fox.
Chef Miao was stunned. He had indeed traded Wu Ni Xiang away.
They looked at each other, their expressions changed slightly, and they slowly stood up and said in unison: "Wunixiang, we must win."
"It seems that you want to rob me by force." Xin Hongying curled his lips, he became interested, the muscles in his body were awakened and eager to try, and it happened that his internal injuries had almost healed.
"You are a good opponent, come together."
Why did we suddenly start fighting?
Shen Tingyu did not forget that their ultimate goal was to remove the poison. Doctor Mi once said that the Golden Flame Resurrection Grass was only used to suppress the poisonous insects, not to remove them.
"Wait, don't be impulsive, the most important thing is to get rid of the poison." Shen Tingyu reached out and pulled him, looking at them, "Let's make a deal."
"trade?"
"OK!"
Miss Bai Feng looked at Xin Hongying with a playful look in her eyes. She narrowed her narrow eyes and smiled: "You are poisoned!"
"Give me this unicornia, and I can help you."
Her gaze made Xin Hongying very uncomfortable, and she said in a cold tone, "You have to convince me first that you are a capable Gu Master."
"Raise your hand, let me see what kind of poison you have." Miss Bai Feng placed her fingers on his pulse, took out a silver needle and gave him an injection on his arm and behind his ear.
Seeing her expression become serious, Shen Tingyu felt a little uneasy, because this was related to her mission!
Can it be solved?
"It's actually a soul-eating insect. This is a bit tricky!" Miss Bai Feng glanced at him and swallowed the words in her heart that he was indeed a good host.
The host of the soul-eating insect has a violent and capricious temperament, so she doesn't provoke him.
But he hid his emotions very well.
"The sub-Gu in your body is now on the verge of maturity. The Wu Ni Xiang will only make your sub-Gu grow faster."
Miss Bai Feng withdrew her hand from probing for the patient's pulse. "You don't have to believe what I say. If that's the case, then I don't need to explain to a living dead person."
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