“Mother, these two are Daoist Fuyue and Sister Qinghe. Sister Qinghe is Qicheng’s junior sister.”
"Daoist Fuyue!" Pu Menglan had been in poor health for many years, so she rarely went out, but the name Daoist Fuyue was well-known.
Then, looking at Wei Qinghe with admiration, he smiled and said, "So you are Qinghe from the Spirit Sect. I didn't know you had grown so much. No wonder you have left so many legends in the immortal sect."
Wei Qinghe stepped forward with a smile, "Wei Qinghe greets Auntie."
Pu Menglan stood up excitedly, her hands trembling as she took one of Wei Qinghe's hands in hers, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Don't call me Auntie, just call me Aunt Lan. Your mother and I are best friends. Qinghe, I saw you born, and I was the first person to hold you. I never imagined we'd meet again and you'd be so grown up..."
Wei Qinghe then learned that her mother and Pu Menglan were once good friends.
However, Pu Menglan's health deteriorated day by day, and then Wei Qinghe's family had an accident.
Wei Qinghe helped Pu Menglan sit down. "Aunt Lan."
He then began to examine Pu Menglan's pulse.
"Qinghe, you also know medicine?" Pu Menglan was very shocked when she saw this. After all, Wei Qinghe's parents were both sword cultivators. Although the Spirit Sect had a wide range of influences, the most powerful ones were still sword cultivators.
"Don't worry, Auntie, Junior Sister's medical skills are excellent. She has memorized all the cultivation techniques and secret manuals from the Spirit Sect's library." Qi Cheng had great confidence in Wei Qinghe's medical skills.
To be precise, in Qi Cheng's heart, his junior sister was omnipotent.
He knew that Pu Menglan had been suffering from illness for many years and sincerely hoped that Wei Qinghe could cure her.
In fact, he knew even better that Pu Menglan was an alchemist herself, and if her illness were so easy to cure, it wouldn't have dragged on until now.
Wei Qinghe's expression grew increasingly grim as time went on.
Even Qi Cheng and Fang Yun became nervous; Wei Qinghe was their hope.
Wei Qinghe's reaction made their hearts pound with anxiety.
Even the handsome sword-like eyebrows of Daoist Fuyue, who was sitting to the side, were raised.
This was the first time he had seen Wei Qinghe look like this; it seemed that Pu Menglan's condition was very bad.
After a moment, Wei Qinghe remained silent. Fang Yun wanted to ask what was going on, but Qi Cheng stopped her in time and shook his head at her.
Pu Menglan didn't care. She had gotten used to it over the years. Her only worry was her daughter.
"Qinghe, don't be troubled. After I'm gone, you sisters must help each other..."
Wei Qinghe had already taken out silver needles and top-grade antidote pills. "Aunt Lan, don't say that. You're just too deeply poisoned. The treatment will be a bit troublesome, and you'll suffer a lot."
"Poisoned!" Pu Menglan, Fang Yun, and Qi Cheng exclaimed almost in unison.
All three examined her pulse, but none of them noticed that Pu Menglan had been poisoned.
Wei Qinghe knew what the three meant. "The poison has already entered the bone marrow, making it extremely difficult to detoxify, and Aunt Lan will suffer immense pain."
Qi Cheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "So, Junior Sister can cure Auntie."
Pu Menglan is not afraid of difficulties, nor is she afraid of hardship.
Fang Yun burst into tears of joy, "Qinghe, just focus on the treatment. Tell us what you need and we'll get it for you as soon as possible."
Wei Qinghe shook her head. "I have all the medicinal herbs, but I need Sister Yun to help me brew some medicine."
After saying that, Wei Qinghe gathered all the medicinal herbs from her Qiankun bag and spatial storage and handed them to Fang Yun.
"These medicinal herbs are boiled into water to give Aunt Lan a bath."
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away, I'll go right away." Fang Yun nodded repeatedly.
As an alchemist, she certainly knew the value of the medicine in her bosom.
Wei Qinghe actually brought out so many precious medicinal herbs.
She will definitely find a way to repay Wei Qinghe in the future.
Qi Cheng was also worried about Fang Yun, so he followed her.
"Qinghe, those medicinal herbs are such a waste to use on me." Even now, Pu Menglan still feels that she can't be cured.
Even if Wei Qinghe's medical skills are excellent, it's only a matter of time for her.
Those precious medicinal herbs can be used elsewhere.
"Aunt Lan, don't worry. Take the antidote first, then I'll prepare to administer the acupuncture."
Wei Qinghe took out the top-grade antidote pill.
Pu Menglan, who was about to refuse, was so shocked when she saw the top-grade antidote that she was speechless.
Fuyue Daozun calmly held the tea he had brought. "Fifth Elder, don't hesitate any longer. Qinghe has traveled a long way. Take the pill quickly and save her some time."
Pu Menglan no longer refused. She swallowed the top-grade detoxification pill, and the pill immediately began to take effect. She could clearly feel a spiritual energy circulating through her internal organs.
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