Medicinal Immortal

Tang Ning sighed softly, "The poison has been suppressed, but it is not so easy to remove it for a while. Another thing is that my grandfather did not wake up, and I don't know if there are other symptoms. I will put the serum poison on him first. !"

"Don't worry too much." Mo Ye patted her shoulder and said, and saw the man named Erliang come in with clear water.

"My son, the water is coming." Erliang stepped forward and put Shimizu on the chair, and then stood aside.

Tangning took her grandfather's hand, took out a knife and slashed her middle finger. The red and black blood immediately spilled out. She immediately pulled his hand into the basin of clear water, and the other hand gathered spiritual energy to force him out of his body. Suppressed poison.

I saw the clear water in the basin gradually dyed dark red. If you look closely, you can see that the dark red water sinks into strands of black...

About a stick of incense, Tangning retracted her hand, and at the same time pulled her grandfather's hand from the water basin, bandaged the knife mark on his finger, and said to Mo Ye: "I'll study what happened. What kind of poison can remove the venom from the roots, grandfather is here to take care of it."

"Yeah." Mo Ye replied, and saw her picking up the basin of water, walking to another room outside, taking out the tools in the space, and extracting poison from the water.

Mo Ye asked Da Zhuang to help Elder Tang wipe his body, and after changing his clothes, he stayed there, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, while the two men were sent out to the courtyard to wait.

In the evening, the old village chief asked someone to make a meal and sent it over. Da Zhuang and Erliang saw that the people in the two rooms had never come out. Now it’s time for dinner, and they don’t have the courage to go to the door. .

"Da Zhuang, you go call."

"I can not."

Da Zhuang was a little timid, and said, "The black man cross-legged seems to be practicing, will he be angry if he disturbs him? What should we do if we anger us?"

"Probably not! I think he is very kind to your grandfather." Erliang opened his mouth, looked at the food, and said, "Go and order! Or the food will be cold in a while."

Seeing this, Da Zhuang took a deep breath and patted his chest. Then he said, "Okay, then I'll call." He stepped forward to the closed door, and he raised his hand to knock on the door. The door creaked open, and the black robe boy stood by the door looking at him with a faint expression.

"Father, father, son, eat, eat, eat..." Da Zhuang was stared at by those deep and majestic eyes.

"Yeah." Mo Ye replied faintly, walked out and sat down at the wooden table in the courtyard.

Seeing this, Erliang hurriedly stepped forward and removed the covered lid, and asked, "Master, do you need another master to ask him to eat?"

"No need." He looked at the food on the table, saw there was another chicken soup, and said: "This soup is covered and put on the stove to warm it up. It's okay for her to drink it later."

"Okay." Upon seeing this, Erliang stepped forward and took the chicken soup away, taking it to the stove to warm it up.

Seeing the one named Da Zhuang standing aside nervously, Mo Ye said in a convenient way: "You guys go eat too!"

"Okay, then, I'll come over after I'm going to eat." Da Zhuang said, and ran to the opposite door.

Mo Ye saw that the door of the house over there was closed, the lights were on, and there seemed to be a figure busy inside. Knowing that she would not stop halfway, he did not disturb her, and he simply ate a few bites and went back to the house. Zhong looked after Don.