Hearing that He Zhiran could remove the poison from Bago's body, Mo Jiuye was so happy that he wished he could get to night immediately so that he could treat Bago earlier.
To be on the safe side, He Zhiran returned to the space, injected Mo Chuhan with a sedative, and let him sleep like this.
After finally surviving until dark, and seeing everyone returning to the tent to rest, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye couldn't wait to enter the space.
Mo Chuhan was still asleep.
He Zhiran used his mind to send the person to the operating room.
When Mo Jiuye heard that she was going to perform an operation on Bage to remove the worms, the first thing that came to his mind was that Bage might be stripped naked like him.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye quickly pushed He Zhiran out of the operating room.
"I'll take off my brother's clothes. When you're done, I'll call you in."
He Zhiran curled his lips.
"His Gu is on his arm, so he doesn't need to take off his clothes."
Mo Jiuye suddenly realized this and did not continue to push her out.
However, he still took matters into his own hands and took off myna's shirt.
Seeing that Bage was so thin that he was just skin and bones, Mo Jiuye's heart ached.
Bage is the strongest martial artist in the family and the strongest in body. I don’t know what he has been through over the years to become so thin.
Don't think too much, it's important to solve the problem.
After helping Bage take off his shirt, Mo Jiuye took the initiative to stand in the corner out of the way.
He Zhiran looked at Mo Jiuye who was standing stupidly in the corner, called him over and put on sterile surgical clothes together, and then handed him a glass bottle with a sealing cap.
"Take this. As soon as the Gu insect appears, quickly put it in. Don't let it escape."
Mo Jiuye took the glass bottle and nodded solemnly.
In order to prevent Mo Chuhan from being awakened by the pain, He Zhiran first gave him some local anesthetic.
Then he took a tray of surgical tools and placed it beside him, and began to operate in earnest.
Mo Jiuye watched as Bago's arm was sliced open by a silver blade, and blood flowed out along the blade.
As if He Zhiran didn't see the blood, in order to prevent the Gu insect from dying like this, she tentatively cut open Mo Chuhan's skin bit by bit.
About five minutes passed, and He Zhiran spoke seriously.
"Get ready to collect the worms."
Mo Jiuye's spirit suddenly became tense, and he stared at Ba Ge's incision without blinking.
He Zhiran held the tweezers in one hand and the hemostatic forceps in the other, and gently peeled off some of Mo Chuhan's skin.
A black insect about eight or nine millimeters in length appeared in the sight of the two people.
Puppet Gu seemed to sense the danger around it, and raised its wings to fly away from the host's body.
With quick eyes and hands, Mo Jiuye aimed the mouth of the glass bottle at the puppet Gu, guided it to fly directly into the glass bottle, and then closed the lid tightly.
When the job was done, He Zhiran quickly sewed up Mo Chuhan's wounds.
Only then did Mo Jiuye realize that He Zhiran had treated his wounds in this way.
Although he had never heard of this treatment method, he knew in his heart that wounds treated in this way would heal several times faster than ordinary treatment methods.
He Zhiran treated Mo Chuhan's wound and put an anti-inflammatory drip on him.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, took off her sterile surgical gown, and then clicked on Taobao Mall, intending to buy a bag of plasma.
When she opened the Taobao app on her phone, the message box that caught her eye immediately gave her a big surprise.
The sales of the goods in her shop were very good today, with a revenue of 10.9 million yuan.
After some inspection, the buyer turned out to be a small collector who hadn't been seen for a long time.
The little collector also left her a message, but He Zhiran was in a hurry to buy plasma and had to deal with Mo Chuhan's affairs, so he planned to reply when he was free.
The sub-gu can survive for up to ten days after leaving the host's body.
In other words, if the child Gu does not successfully return to the mother Gu during these ten days, it will have no choice but to die.
The reason why she went to great lengths to keep Zi Gu alive was because she thought she could use this clue to find the person who cast the Gu on Mo Chuhan when she had the chance.
It was introduced in "The Encyclopedia of Gu" that if you want the sub-gu of the puppet voodoo to survive for a long time after leaving the human body, you need fresh human blood to nourish it.
Therefore, He Zhiran planned to use blood to nourish Zigu when it left the host's body to avoid any unexpected situations.
However, Mo Jiuye didn't understand this and thought that he could just take out the sub-gu and burn it.
Who knew that He Zhiran would actually add so much blood into the bottle.
"What do you mean?"
He Zhiran explained his intention to Mo Jiuye.
After hearing her explanation, Mo Jiuye sincerely extended a thumbs up to her.
"Thank you for your thoughtfulness, otherwise, even if Bago knows who the bewitcher is, we may not be able to find it."
Mo Jiuye had heard of some legends about people who raised poisonous insects in southern Xinjiang.
These people appear and disappear. They may appear to be ordinary people in front of them, but they may look like the frightened poison-raising demons behind them.
Half of the bottle was filled with plasma, and He Zhiran carefully put away the bottle containing the sub-gu.
Mo Jiuye pointed at Mo Chuhan who was still in a coma and asked:
"Bago is now free from the poison. I wonder when he will wake up?"
He Zhiran looked at the big clock on the wall and then said:
"His vital signs are all normal now. He will probably wake up in less than an hour. Once the IV drip is finished, we have to take him out as soon as possible."
Mo Jiuye's mood was still a little low, but this did not affect his thinking.
Seeing that Mo Jiuye had not spoken for a long time, He Zhiran asked.
"Are you thinking about the person who manipulates Myna behind the scenes?"
Mo Jiuye nodded.
“Myna is poisoned by poison, and it is inseparable from the people in southern Xinjiang.
It is understandable to say that people in southern Xinjiang hate the Mohist family. For many years, because of the existence of the Mohist family, their attacks on Dashun have always failed without success. They can't help but suffer heavy losses.
However, the martial arts skills of those men in black just now all came from the Central Plains, and there are no traces of people from southern Xinjiang."
With this, Mo Jiuye could rule out the possibility that these people were sent from southern Xinjiang.
The two of them fell into silence at the same time.
Originally, both He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye believed that the man behind the assassination was Nan Rui.
Judging from Mo Chuhan's situation, this behind-the-scenes instigator must have colluded with people from southern Xinjiang.
In this way, it would be impossible for them to pin the person behind the assassination on Nan Rui.
Especially He Zhiran, she knows a lot about history, and many ambitious people will choose to collude with foreign enemies to strengthen their own power.
In short, the two of them are currently unable to pinpoint the target of the real behind-the-scenes instigator. They can only wait until Mo Chuhan wakes up and inquire, hoping to get useful information from him.
Unable to find a real answer at the moment, both of them tacitly agreed not to continue this topic.