Long Wenmu withdrew his hand. Without the pull of his demonic power, the three rays of light returned to Qian Lingxue's body.
The situation is a bit tricky.
Long Wenmu's medical skills are all derived from the Tomb Clan. Although there are many strange techniques, they are not omnipotent.
To be honest, he didn't have a complete solution to Qian Lingxue's situation.
Demon marks are the source of demon power, but how can there be depression in demon marks?
Long Wenmu thought for a long time and became a little irritable.
"What's going on, sir? What did you see?" Qing'er kept asking.
"I can't die." Long Wenmu said succinctly.
Can't die? Qing'er's teeth clenched loudly.
What does it mean to be unable to die? Even half-dead is also called unable to die. What is the current situation?
Long Wenmu looked at her sideways, knowing that she was also worried about talent being so impatient, so he explained: "There is no danger of life yet, but it is not optimistic. If it continues to be delayed, the situation will get worse."
"Then...my lord, she..."
"Do you have the prescription for the medicine that Miss Qian Lingxue took before?" Long Wenmu asked.
Qing'er thought for a while and nodded. There was no ready-made prescription, so she found pen and ink, quickly wrote down a complete prescription from memory and gave it to Long Wenmu.
Long Wenmu took it and looked at it. He frowned and thought for a while, then changed a few medicines with a pen and changed the usage and dosage before handing it back to Qing'er.
"I'm short of a few medicines. Go to the drug store and come back as soon as possible."
"Did you change the prescription?"
"The previous prescriptions were mild and not of much use. If you want your adults to recover as soon as possible, hurry up and go there. They are hesitating and spitting, and you don't look like a maid at all." Long Wenmu urged, picking at the corners of his eyes.
Qing'er took it angrily, stamped her foot, glared at Long Wenmu, then turned around and rushed out the door.
It's all for his own sake, Qing'er comforted herself.
That hateful smelly man actually treated her as a servant. If it wasn't for the safety of the adults, how would she listen to Long Wenmu's orders?
I thought that if I couldn't cure someone in the end, I would definitely make that person look good.
He took the prescription and quickly disappeared.
"Master... is Miss Qian Lingxue's condition serious?" Ye Lan asked after no one else was in the room.
Even Long Wenmu sighed, the situation might not be too optimistic.
"Yaohen is the root of a demon master. Usually when there is a problem with the monster, this is the most troublesome situation. Her condition is a long-term illness, and she may have maintained this state for several years. If she wants to alleviate it, there are still
It's possible, but it's difficult to cure it."
"You can't even do it, young master?" Yelan was a little worried.
She knew what Long Wenmu was capable of, and even he couldn't do it, which meant that the situation was already very bad.
"Let's figure it out slowly." Long Wenmu said helplessly, "Maybe if she slowly uses the medicine to wear it down, she will be cured. But if she continues to use her demonic power and fights with people, the situation will get worse. Maybe it will get worse.
One day, Daluo Jinxian will not be able to save her even if she comes."
Long Wenmu's words were by no means alarmist, because he had truly sensed Qian Lingxue's current state.
Long Wenmu didn't know why it turned out like this, but he knew that if it continued to accumulate like this, sooner or later Qian Lingxue would die because of that demon mark.
Her condition must have been very bad, and today's fight with the masters of the Black Dragon Palace was the straw that broke the camel's back.
If this situation cannot be cured, the hidden disease will eventually kill her.
The so-called beauties have a bad fate, that's probably it.
In fact, Long Wenmu also felt a little intolerable.
A woman like Qian Lingxue is in her prime of life and has peerless beauty, but she is wavering between life and death.
Jade has its beauty and its flaws.
It can only be said that nothing in the world is perfect. The world is so big, where can I find something perfect?
While pondering, Qing'er quickly left and came back, panting and rushing back with a large bag of medicinal materials in her hand.
Long Wenmu hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face, "You can bring the medicinal materials back so quickly in the middle of the night. Qian Lingxue is lucky to have a maid like you by her side."
Qing'er put the medicinal materials on the table, leaned on her waist and glared at Long Wenmu fiercely, her not-so-full chest rising and falling violently.
His face was fierce and red, and he didn't know whether he was tired or angry.
"You knew it was midnight before you asked me to buy medicinal materials, right?" Qing'er's eyes were a little red.
She didn't notice it until she left the house.
It was late at night. Where could any drugstore be open? When I went out, I realized that I had been tricked by Long Wenmu.
"Girl, you are so powerful. Those drug stores have to open for you even if they are closed. I don't have such momentum. Going there will definitely waste time." Long Wenmu explained in a very "sincere" manner and said to Qing'er.
a thumb.
Qing'er almost pounced on him and strangled him to death!
She had to smash open the doors of six or seven drug stores to find all the medicinal materials.
In the eyes of outsiders, she looked like a bully, and she was looked down upon by countless people. But this guy looked lazy, just sitting in the room and enjoying the benefits. If he had known better, he would have dragged this guy along with him.
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Healer first! I will settle the accounts with you later on for our affairs!" Qing'er shouted coldly.
I don't have time to worry about my own losses; saving others is more important.
Long Wenmu checked the medicinal materials.
Several of them are rare items, and it's a shame that this girl was able to find them so quickly. Although this girl has a stubborn temper and a strong temper, her ability to do things is not bad.
After inspecting it, Long Wenmu began to prepare it himself.
Each medicinal material is processed in a different way, either boiled, steamed or fried, or condensed with demonic energy.
Regardless of the different techniques, Long Wenmu seems to be very familiar with all of them and his movements are extremely skillful.
When he was handling the medicinal materials quickly, his hands were like fluttering wings of a butterfly, flipping over and over, and only the shadow of his movements could be seen.
Qing'er and Ye Lan looked on dumbfounded.
Qing'er is not proficient in pharmacology, but she can see that it is not something that can be practiced overnight.
In Qian Lingxue's situation, ordinary doctors would definitely be helpless, but this man seemed to have a solution. With these techniques, could his medical skills be so superb?
A strange man can kill the great demon master and knows all about refining medicine. What is his origin?
Qing'er used to be disgusted with Long Wenmu, but now she has developed a curiosity.
With this kind of ability, this person shouldn't be an unknown person.
But she has never heard of the name Long Wenmu before. Is it a pseudonym? Or maybe this person has been hiding from the world, so outsiders don't know him?
If his abilities were truly extraordinary and spread, his fame would have spread throughout Yunxuan Kingdom long ago.
The more he looked at Long Wenmu, the more strange he felt.
At the same time, Yelan was also watching Long Wenmu's every move.
Her skills were taught by Long Wenmu, and with some foundation, she could naturally see how powerful Long Wenmu's methods were.
At most, Qing'er could see that his techniques were proficient, but Ye Lan knew the subtlety of these techniques.
Although Long Wenmu taught her many things in the past, they were all based on demonstrations and teachings. This was the first time in the past few years that Long Wenmu was refining medicine alone.
Ye Lan watched intently, mesmerized. It seemed that she could gain some insights from Long Wenmu's every move, and for a moment she felt like she was in a different world.
The aroma of medicine filled the room, and the three of them stayed awake all night.
Bowl after bowl of liquid medicine from Long Wenmu's hand was brewed, and Qing'er personally fed it to Qian Lingxue.
Early the next morning, it was already bright.
The street outside the window also became bustling with people again.
At the beginning of a new day, the streets and alleys are crowded with people.
In the small room of the inn, the morning light filtered through the gap in the window and rested on Qian Lingxue's face.
The fair skin was rosy, completely different from the paleness last night.
The fragrance of medicine is still lingering in the house, the birds are singing outside the window, and everything seems quiet and elegant.
Qian Lingxue's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her eyes slowly opened.
The room was quiet and quiet, with a faint fragrance filling the air.
"What I am..." Qian Lingxue looked at the roof.
He supported his body with his arms and slowly sat up.
She still vaguely remembered what happened before. She seemed to have fainted because of the forceful attack, and the demon marks recurred.
How long have you been asleep?
The gentle breeze from the window blew in and lifted the ends of her hair.
One arm was wrapped behind his head, one arm was raised upward, and his eyes were a little blurred.
The slender waist was gently stretched, and the plump breasts were slightly pushed up, and the waist was stretched involuntarily.
When I woke up this time, my body felt unexpectedly comfortable. I can’t remember the last time I felt this refreshed.
Looking to the side, I found medicine jars everywhere.
Looking again, there were two women lying next to the table.
She recognized Qing'er at a glance, and the other one also looked familiar, as if she was the girl next to the man she met before.
Both of them were lying on the table, obviously asleep.
Qian Lingxue smiled faintly and did not wake them up.
When she saw the current situation of the house, she almost knew what was going on.
At this time, the door suddenly opened with a creak, and Long Wenmu walked in carrying a medicine jar.
"Girl, are you awake?" He greeted calmly.
Qian Lingxue nodded slowly and looked at him with a somewhat surprised look.
Disturbed by the sound, Qing'er also woke up.
After seeing Qian Lingxue regaining consciousness, she was overjoyed: "Sir, you are awake!"
He rushed to the bed in one quick step: "My lord, how do you feel? My lord, do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine now. I feel more comfortable than before." Qian Lingxue said.
Qing'er exhaled a heavy breath and sat limply on the edge of the bed, still a little sleepy at the moment.
Seeing Long Wenmu grinning at the side, he curled his lips and snorted: "What are you looking at? What's there to see?"
"Qing'er, don't be rude." Qian Lingxue stopped her.
Qing'er groaned and stopped talking.
She originally wanted to wait until her elders woke up before giving that guy a good beating, but now she thought about it.
Although that guy was vicious, hateful, rude and a scoundrel, he saved people after all.
Seeing that Qian Lingxue was fine, Qing'er didn't bother to worry about it anymore.
"Qing'er, tell me, what's going on?"
Qian Lingxue watched her words and realized that a lot of things might have happened while she was sleeping.
Qing'er glanced sideways at Long Wenmu, and although she was reluctant to do so, she still told Qian Lingxue exactly what happened.
When she heard that Long Wenmu had changed the prescription and prepared the medicine himself, even she was surprised.
She knew what was going on with her body, and her prescription was specially prescribed by an expert.
How can ordinary people change that kind of prescription? Not to mention that he feels that his body is much lighter than before, which means that his prescription is more effective than the previous prescription. Even Qian Lingxue can't believe it.
Seeing Qian Lingxue's weird expression, Qing'er frowned: "Sir, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? This guy changed the prescription randomly. If you feel uncomfortable, I will take care of him now."
Qian Lingxue quickly stopped her: "Qing'er, don't talk nonsense. I feel much better. It's all thanks to Young Master Long's rescue this time... However, I'm curious. Among the people I've heard of, there's no such thing as Young Master Long.