Chu Ran saw two figures standing in front of the courtyard gate from a distance.
She pointed forward and said in a low voice to the old man who had been holding the corner of her clothes, "Xiu Niang, look who is that?"
This was the first time Li Xiuniang's eyes moved away from her. When she saw the familiar figure flying in front of her, she shouted excitedly: "Ah!"
"Mom!" The young man rushed into her arms and hugged her tightly, "Mom! I finally see you! My son misses you so much!"
His voice became choked, and the anxiety and fear of the past few days all turned into tears and howled bitterly.
"Miss." Mercury slowed down half a step and came to Chu Ran's side. While looking at the mother and son who were crying together, she asked, "Who are they?"
Previously, the lady suddenly brought the young man back, then left him in Zhaiyue Pavilion, told herself to take good care of him, and then left alone.
But this man was like a dull gourd, he just stood guard at the door and said nothing to any questions, so that even now, Mercury didn't even know where he came from.
"That is my wet nurse, he is the wet nurse's son." Chu Ran introduced, "Go and boil some water and bring it over, and prepare some scissors and gauze, I will use them later."
"oh."
When Suiyin prepared the things and sent them to the room, the boy's mood had calmed down. He was standing next to the chair and watching Chu Ran diagnose his mother's pulse.
Seeing that she had stopped holding her hand, the young man hurriedly asked: "Miss, is my mother okay?"
"The pulse is weak and weak, and the complexion and lips are a little pale. This is a sign of excessive blood loss. Take some medicine to replenish qi and blood, and you will be able to recover soon." Chu Ran said with a smile.
The young man patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief. Then he asked again: "What about my mother's throat?"
Just now he discovered that his mother couldn't speak and could only bark.
"Although my mother was a bit silly before, she could talk!"
"It was the sudden loss of voice caused by excessive fright. It's not a big problem."
Yun Danfeng's gentle tone made the young man's heart drop completely.
"That's good!" He smiled honestly and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that the eldest lady is not only highly cultivated, but also has medical skills. Ever since I was a child, I have never seen anyone as powerful as you."
"How can those people compare with our young lady? Miss, she is a genius among geniuses!" said Mercury, who was pouring water aside.
The two of them said something to each other, wishing that Chu Ran would be blown up to the sky.
She laughed for a while, but when her eyes fell on Li Xiuniang, her smile faded.
After filling up the bathing water, Chu Ran sent them out and helped Li Xiuniang take off her clothes with her own hands.
The old man's skinny body was covered with whip marks.
Most of the scars have already formed scars, obviously they were not sustained in the past two days.
Chu Ran felt heartbroken when he saw it, "It was those people who beat me, right?"
Li Xiuniang nodded timidly, as if recalling the scene at that time, she began to tremble unconsciously.
"It's okay. It's all over. No one can hurt you in the future." As for those who have done anything...
In Chu Ran's dark eyes, there was a murderous intention.
She helped Li Xiuniang sit into the barrel, then crushed a low-level healing medicine and threw it into the water.
Li Xiuniang's body is no better than that of a warrior, and cannot withstand the powerful spiritual energy of high-level elixirs. She can only use the lowest-level elixirs to slowly nourish her body.
The spiritual energy of the medicinal materials gradually invaded her body, and the crisscrossing scars on her body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Xiuniang let out a sigh of relief and fell asleep in this warm feeling.
When Chu Ran saw this, he immediately released a ray of spiritual power, controlled it, and penetrated her body extremely carefully.
A quarter of an hour later, she suddenly withdrew her spiritual power, her thin face as cold as ice.
"It's true."
When diagnosing the pulse, she discovered that Li Xiuniang's pulse was abnormal, but she did not tell the truth just because she was afraid that the young man would be worried.
I just used my spiritual power to explore and found that there were many blockages in her meridians all over her body, the most serious of which was in her head!
When the spiritual consciousness passes through the Baihui point, it becomes more difficult to travel, and this is true all the way from Baihui to the occipital bone of the back of the head.
"Such a large-scale blockage cannot be caused by external forces." Otherwise, Li Xiuniang would have been unconscious long ago.
Chu Ran's eyes were heavy.
Excluding external forces, there is only one possibility left!
She flipped her wrist, and the silver needle was instantly released and stabbed into Li Xiuniang's head accurately.
The spiritual power winds up and slowly activates the blocked area.
The needle tail trembled slightly and flew out with a pop.
Thick liquid flows out of the needle hole.
It was a blood clot on her head, but compared to the normal bright red, it was as dark as black.
Chu Ran immediately wrapped the blood with spiritual power and recognized the medicinal smell contained in it.
These are the most common and ordinary earth-grade spiritual herbs, but if they are combined and refined, a chronic poison called Zuimeng can be prepared.
If an ordinary person with low cultivation level or no cultivation level takes it for a long time, it will cause the person to lose consciousness or even become a fool, just like Li Xiuniang.
However, if you are a person with a higher level of cultivation, even if you take it for a long time, you will only become trance-like and fatigued, but will not directly cause disability or death.
Chu Ran dressed Li Xiuniang, held her on his bed, looked at her sleeping face, and murmured: "Who would use this kind of poison to deal with you?"
She is just a servant, there is no need to poison her with such troublesome poison.
"Maybe the other party's goal is not her." An evil and joking voice came unexpectedly.
Chu Ran turned around quickly.
"Bang!"
The wooden window was blown open by the strong wind, and a red shadow swept into the room.
The familiar cold fragrance rushes towards me. The man in red clothes is like fire, evil and flamboyant. On his face as delicate as a knife and an axe, there is a meaningful smile, leaning against the pillar at the end of the bed.
His posture is lazy, yet he carries an innate sense of nobility.
His gaze flickered across the scars on Chu Ran's face that had not yet formed scars. His eyes suddenly became cold, and he straightened up and walked to her.
"What are you doing?" Chu Ran asked warily. He wanted to retreat, but he grabbed his arm.
"Don't move." He let go of his hand and took out a small and exquisite box from his arms.
Chu Ran felt the spiritual energy of the medicinal materials emanating from the box, and really stood still, wanting to see what medicine this man was selling in the gourd.
Mo Jue's slender fingers gently opened the lid of the box.
"Is this ointment?" Chu Ran smelled the fragrance and identified it as a ninth-level trauma ointment, "What do you do with this..."
There was a sudden cold touch on her cheek, and she was so startled that she forgot what she was about to say.
A pair of phoenix eyes widened slightly, full of disbelief.
Is this guy giving himself medicine!?
"How important is a woman's face, and you need me to tell you?" His tone was reproachful, but his movements were as light as goose feathers brushing against her cheeks, "I know how to take medicine to heal wounds, why don't I remember?
Give yourself some medicine? Do you want to make me feel distressed?"