Zhiyang concentrated all his energy on the patient in front of him, suppressing the toxins in the body with his divine power. While gradually reducing the output, Zhiyang also gradually began to guide the toxins to travel up and down the body.

This toxin is also strange. Using Zhiyang's magical power as a guide, it can really swim throughout the body, like a fish in the water chasing the bait crazily, without stopping for a moment.

As the divine power weakened, Zhiyang's eyebrows also became more relaxed. His eyes were always paying attention to the patient in front of him, for fear of what changes might happen if he was not careful.

This is the first time Zhiyang has used this method to remove toxins from a person's body. Every move is done carefully and Zhiyang remembers every step in order to help other patients in the future.

"Are you ready?"

Zhiyang's eyes turned slightly to her side, and the poison suppressed by the divine power had already reached her neck. As long as the person next to her was ready, it could enter the brain at any time.

"bring it on!"

The man in gray-brown robes had already opened the bag containing the silver needles. He held three silver needles in his hand. He took a candlestick from the table next to him and put the silver needles on the fire to bake until the needles in his hand were slightly visible.

Hong, just take it away and wait for Zhiyang's next move.

All the preparations have been arranged, and the most important step is to remove the poison.

Zhiyang and the man looked at each other, and used the divine power in his hands to start directing the poison to his head. As soon as he passed the test, the face of the poisoned man began to turn purple, and his hands and feet began to tremble slightly as he didn't know whether he had consciousness or not.

When she got up and saw this situation, Zhiyang couldn't help but pause her hands, and began to hesitate in her heart whether to continue or not.

"Don't stop! Keep going!"

The man in gray robe beside him seemed to notice Zhiyang's concerns, and he shouted, directly piercing Zhiyang's concerns, allowing Zhiyang to continue to use his divine power to attract the poison to his head.

Is it that simple to continue to introduce poison?

It is a taboo to go straight up against the meridians, and there is also a surging toxin behind it. If you don't take a step forward, it will be like sailing against the current. If you feel a little uncomfortable, all your previous efforts will be wasted, or there will still be a breath in front of you.

People died from this.

"Is that only 50% certainty?" Zhiyang thought silently in his heart, the divine power in his hand kept moving backwards through the meridians, but he was more cautious. The sweat on his forehead couldn't help but slip down in front of Zhiyang's eyes.

The divine power was consumed too much, and Zhiyang's hands began to tremble, and the scene in front of him began to become blurry.

Zhiyang's mind was still clear, but alarm bells blared instantly, and she secretly thought something was wrong.

At the critical moment, how could he lose the chain? He didn't have time to think too much. Zhiyang's red lips opened slightly, and his teeth directly bit his tongue. His eyebrows like willow leaves instantly knitted into a ball. The pain coming from his mouth instantly made Zhiyang wake up.

Suddenly, the divine power in his hand was smoothly sent to the patient's body, and the poisonous gas that had been staying at Shangguan finally moved upward one step further, which also made everyone's hanging hearts relax slightly.

At this moment, Zhiyang secretly exhaled, and his face was no longer as serious and nervous as before. Seeing that his divine power continued to operate in the patient's body, his eyes became much more relaxed.

After passing Shangguan, there are three points: Touwei, Dangyang and Shangxing.

Zhiyang glanced to the side. The man in gray robe was already ready. His eyes were slowly moving along with the toxins in the patient's body. He pinched the silver needle in his hand and waited for the toxins to travel to the three acupoints agreed with Zhiyang.

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"Touwei!" Zhiyang shouted, but the needle in the man's hand fell directly into the patient's head, even faster than Zhiyang's reaction. Without any hesitation, the needle fell steadily.

It falls on the Touwei point. The needle penetrates three points and reaches the point in one go. Such a superb technique is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Dangyang!"

The man pinched the thin needle in his hand, and moved his three fingers together. The hair-like silver needle was tightly hidden in his hand. The next moment, he manually moved the needle without being able to breathe for half a breath, positioned it, and inserted the needle. The needle was as fast as

Completed, the whole set of movements is clean and neat.

"Go to the stars!"

This is the most critical hole.

Although the previous two injections have fixed the toxin here, the injection of Shangxing is the one that can determine the patient's life or death. Once this needle falls, everything will be decided.

I saw this man in gray robe with a cold expression on his face, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes like an eagle, and his eyes like torches, always locked on the three acupuncture points. The next moment, his eyes were fixed, and there seemed to be a light of thunder bursting out of his eyes.

Move your hand with your eyes and push in the last silver needle while breathing.

In an instant, the patient's hands and feet twitched as he lay on the bed, just like before the poison was removed, foaming began to come out of his mouth, and his consciousness began to blur.

"How is this going?"

Zhiyang's originally relaxed heart suddenly became tense. Zhiyang saw the patient getting sick at this moment, but he was helpless.

We have obviously gathered the toxins together and applied pressure on the acupuncture points with silver needles, but why is there no effect?

Zhiyang cast her eyes on the man in gray robe, and kept using the divine power in her hands, hoping to find a better way.

"Evacuate the mana to his limbs, control him, and don't let him move!"

A frown flashed across the face of the man in gray robe. He gently glanced at the patient's body, and then his eyes returned to the silver needle. With quick eyes and quick hands, he pushed the silver needle on the star forward one minute.

Zhiyang had no other choice. The situation was urgent and she had no choice but to obey the man's words. She gestured for a moment, and the originally pure divine power was divided into four strands. Controlled by Zhiyang's hands, it quickly ran to the ends of the limbs along the meridians of the body.

At this moment, Zhiyang's spiritual thoughts turned into four filaments. One end came from Zhiyang's hand, and the other end was like a puppet on strings, tightly controlling the patient's limbs.

"Hold on a little longer!"

The man in gray robe shouted, but his eyes never left the three silver needles on the patient's head.

This sound instantly brought Zhi Yang back to his senses, and the divine power he controlled in his hands became a little more pure. The divine power flowed between the meridians of the body, breaking the obstacles in the blood vessels, and controlling the gradually stiffening body from the inside.

After the flow of Zhiyang's divine power, the patient's limbs began to stretch, and the rugged and stiff hands and feet gradually returned to normal. The foaming in the mouth gradually decreased, and it seemed that the whole person had recovered a lot.

"I'm going to take the needle!"

Seeing that the patient's condition was slightly relieved, the man in gray robe's eyes flashed, and his fingers moved slightly. Three silver needles were arranged in an orderly manner on his hand, with the needle tips pointing downward, and there was a faint black air on them, which looked terrible.

People feel disgusted.

"The mana can be collected."

The man stared at the silver needle and replied faintly to Zhiyang. Looking at the black energy, the man's face was slightly troubled. He put the silver needle close to his nose, smelled it lightly, and quickly moved away, holding the silver in his hand.

He kept a distance between the needle and himself and observed it carefully.

Zhiyang saw that his reaction was a little strange, the divine power in his hands slowly diminished, and he turned his hands to take the divine power back into his body.

"What kind of poison is this?"

After simply confirming that the patient was out of danger, Zhiyang immediately walked to the man's side, stared at the silver needle in his hand, and was silent for a moment.

"This poison does not come from Qingqiu."

A simple sentence instantly broke the barrier in Zhiyang's heart. Her eyes were stunned and she stared closely at the silver needle in the man's hand.

The crowd around him had not dispersed yet, and everyone was talking in low voices. Someone murmured something about "Nvjun", which instantly caused everyone to make a noise, and all looked at Zhiyang.

"Thank you sir for today's matter. There are still many things that I don't understand about this poison. Please come and talk in detail."

Zhiyang bowed and bowed. There was no trace of a female monarch in her body. She was more like a humble man, bowing to invite celebrities to explain the confusion in his heart.

"Who are you……"

At this moment, the man in gray robe finally looked away from the silver needle in his hand and looked at Zhiyang in front of him. After a moment, he slowly asked.

Seeing this situation, Zhiyang didn't feel angry at all. He smiled slightly and bowed as before and replied: "Junior Zhiyang, please give me some advice."

"Zhiyang?" The man looked at the person in front of him and turned his eyes, "It's not easy for the Qingqiu Queen to do this..."

"Nvjun? Is she really a nvjun?"

"Nvjun personally helps us treat our illnesses? How is this possible?"

The words immediately caused a stir in the crowd. People looked at Zhiyang and seemed to be unable to believe that the woman in front of them, whose skirt was stained with dirt and dust, was their mistress.

Zhiyang looked at the man in gray robe in front of him. On the surface, there was no change. Judging from the decisiveness of this man in performing acupuncture, he was not an ordinary person. Zhiyang's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled slightly, "Here."

Where are the female kings? They are just like everyone else."

"The people are the most valuable, the country is the second most important, and the king is the youngest. I've never seen many people who can do what you do at such a young age." He wrapped the silver needle in his hand with magic power and put it directly into the medicine box.

Then he stood up slowly, with a smile on his face, and looked at Zhiyang, "My name is Ran Weng, I'm just a doctor in Xicheng."

"Ran Weng? You are the true god Ran Weng!"

Hearing the man in gray robe report his name, Zhiyang's eyes instantly lit up. True God Ran Weng has always been free and easy, like a dragon that sees its head but not its tail, wandering in the three realms, but does not participate in the affairs of the three realms. He is a doctor of thousands of people.

Years ago, he saved thousands of people with his bare hands, and his medical skills were extraordinary.

Who would have thought that the famous Ran Wengzhenshen would work incognito as a casual doctor in Qingqiu?

"Junior Zhiyang, pay your respects to the true god Ran Weng."

Zhiyang's eyes moved, and she instantly changed from bowing to kneeling on one knee, bowing humbly and respectfully.

"Get up." Before Zhiyang could bow down, Ran Zhen's hand had already supported Zhiyang's arm, "There is no true god here, he is just a doctor."

The two looked at each other and smiled without any words, and they could understand the meaning in each other's eyes. At this moment, it was not the hypocritical greetings of the predecessors, but all the eyes were on these common people.

"This poison is strange, I still need to study it."
Chapter completed!