Five minutes later, Master Xieyan put his hand into his crotch again.
Only this time, he only took out a silver needle.
"Whoosh!"
Master Xie Yan dodged and successfully inserted the silver needle into the Baihui point of the second elder.
The second elder stopped instantly.
"What's wrong with me?" The second elder asked confusedly, obviously not yet understanding the situation.
"You just had a relapse of your old illness, and I helped you treat it." Master Xieyan pointed at the silver needle on the second elder's body.
"That's it." The second elder suddenly said, and then looked at the prime minister who was slapping him closely: "Brother, what is he...?"
"There was a delay in saving you just now, and a small situation occurred." Master Xieyan explained: "Fortunately, the problem is not serious, and it is still under control."
"My fault." The second elder blamed himself: "Then let's continue to treat my brother quickly."
"Do you want to take off the needles on your body first?" Master Xie Yan asked.
"No need." The second elder shook his head: "I feel warm and comfortable on my body. I want to stay in bed longer."
"That's okay." Master Xieyan didn't use any force, but instead put his hand into his crotch again.
Dig, dig, dig.
After digging for a while, Master Xieyan frowned.
He moved his hand half a circle along the pants, and continued to dig behind his butt.
When he stretched out his hand again, there was another silver needle in his hand.
Master Xie Yan raised the needle and stabbed the silver needle accurately into the Prime Minister's forehead.
The Prime Minister fell silent instantly.
But still didn't wake up.
The two old men worked together to put the prime minister back on the bed.
"Master Xieyan, why do I see that the thirteenth needle of your ghost gate is different from the last one?" After placing the prime minister, the second elder asked in confusion.
"What was just now was not the thirteenth stitch at the Gate of Hell." Master Xie Yan frowned and shook his head: "Due to the previous delay, it is no longer possible to continue with the thirteenth stitch."
"My fault." The second elder blamed himself again: "If I hadn't suddenly fallen ill just now, I wouldn't have delayed my treatment for my brother..."
"It's okay."
Master Xieyan planned to pat him on the shoulder and comfort him, but he had to give up after seeing the dense silver needles on the second elder's shoulder:
"The injection just now was both an emergency response and a new treatment plan."
"That's great!" The second elder said happily: "What should we do next?"
"Use your true energy to protect his heart first." Master Xie Yan ordered, then he took something out of the ring.
The old housekeeper didn't dare to breathe, and stared at everything nervously.
I was afraid that the two miracle doctors would suddenly shake their heads and wave their hands, saying, "We tried our best, sorry"...
"Next, we need an absolutely quiet environment." Master Xie Yan turned around and said, "Ye Fan, please go out first."
"Okay." Ye Fan responded and left with the old butler who was Liushenwuzhu.
But he felt that the old prime minister was probably in danger this time.
Because he clearly saw that there was a small porcelain bottle in the thing that Master Xieyan took out just now.
The porcelain bottle containing the mutated ants...
Ye Fan didn't stop it, and he didn't bother to stop it.
Tired...
"Sir, how is our Prime Minister doing?" Standing outside the door, the housekeeper asked anxiously.
"Don't worry." Ye Fan smiled and patted his shoulder: "Your Prime Minister will no longer be in pain soon."
"Huh——!" The housekeeper let out a long sigh of relief.
Since the disciples of the miracle doctor said it was okay, it should be okay.
But soon, he felt like something was wrong.
What was wrong, he couldn't figure out for a while...
The guards in the corridor looked at Ye Fan nervously.
They are not deaf, and they heard clearly what was going on in the room before.
Especially the strange screams of the Prime Minister and the other old man, it was so clear...
They wanted to ask what was going on, but they didn't dare.
The housekeeper didn't say anything, presumably the Prime Minister's life was not in danger.
should……
Are you okay...?
Seeing the questioning looks from the guards, the housekeeper nodded.
The disciples of the miracle doctor all say that the Prime Minister will be fine soon. At this time, we must believe in the miracle doctor!
The guards immediately felt relieved when they saw it.
Since the housekeeper said everything is fine, we are left to worry about it.
This butler is not ordinary.
Back then, I accompanied the Prime Minister through life and death.
Originally, His Majesty was prepared to reward the Prime Minister based on his merits, but the steward insisted on staying by his side to serve the Prime Minister.
Finally, His Majesty was moved by their brotherhood and agreed.
It is no exaggeration to say that apart from the Prime Minister, the housekeeper is the biggest in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion!
Given the steward’s sincerity, his words are absolutely reliable!
Half an hour later.
"Squeak——!" The two uncles pushed open the door.
"Miracle doctor!" The housekeeper was extremely excited: "How is our prime minister doing?"
"Everything went well, he won't be in pain anymore." The two uncles smiled kindly.