"Your second senior sister is right. You are indeed an all-round genius." Qiao Liuer praised.

"No, I just learned more but not more!"

"Drink!" Qiao Liuer also picked up a cup of tea and drank it slowly, "By the way, if something happens recently, you have to tell me that your second senior sister asked me to take good care of you!"

Ding Ning scratched his head and smiled, "Nothing is wrong, it's a trivial matter, I can solve it."

"Since you call me Sister Sheng, I should take good care of you, and don't be polite to me."

"That's natural!" Ding Ning continued, "Sister Liu'er, I heard that you are feeling a little uncomfortable recently. What's wrong with you? Have you suffered from the wind and cold?"

Qiao Liuer gently tapped her head and opened her mouth slightly, "It's just a slight cold, nothing."

"Or otherwise, I will also give you medical skills. I will take your pulse?"

"No need, it's just a small cold, it should be cured in a few days." Qiao Liuer refused Ding Ning's request.

Ding Ning was not stupid. He could see that Qiao Liuer's body was strange, and it was definitely not a simple cold.

If you really have a cold, even an ordinary person will be cured soon. But Qiao Liuer is a martial arts practitioner and has a very good body. It is impossible for a cold to make her like this.

Ding Ning said, "Sister Liu'er, you say we should not be polite. You can't hide it from your younger brother. If I don't check it for you, I won't feel at ease."

Seeing that Ding Ning cared about her so much, Qiao Liuer hesitated for a moment and said, "Then look! I heard your senior sister say that you have great medical skills, maybe it will make me feel better."

"Hehe, Sister Liu'er, you don't have to know me from my senior sister. I can come to you, so it's convenient for us to contact the warriors? Contact us."

Ding Ning smiled and asked Qiao Liuer to stretch her hand over, then gently pressed her fingers on her wrist to observe her physical condition.

But after a moment, the smile on Ding Ning's face gradually disappeared and his brows gradually frowned.

There is a saying that is good: you are not afraid of Western medicine laughing, but you are afraid of Chinese medicine worrying.

"Sister Liu'er, are you an internal martial artist?" Ding Ning asked.

"I am!"

Qiao Liuer also noticed that Ding Ning had a serious face and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you frowning? I still know my body."

"Sister Liu'er, do you have symptoms of coughing up blood every now and then feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and often dizziness?"

"I'm fine, how could you have these symptoms you said..." Qiao Liuer took back her hand, shocked that Ding Ning could really understand a person's body by taking her pulse and telling her own symptoms.

"This is not a joke. Sister Liu'er, it's obvious that you are poisoned!"

After Ding Ning finished speaking, he took a sip of tea to relieve his mood.

"Haha, my good brother, how could I get poisoned? You all know that I am an internal martial artist. Shouldn't this happen often?" Qiao Liu'er no longer looked at Ding Ning and held a tea cup and looked at the tea leaves floating up and down inside.

"Sister, I know you don't want to implicate me, but if the poison in your body is unsolvable, you will die suddenly within a month. I can't sit idly by and watch!"

"I..." Qiao Liuer's face became solemn when she heard Ding Ning's words, "I really don't want to involve you in this matter. After all, it is a war of interests between the two gangs."

"I may not necessarily interfere in this matter. I just need to help you eliminate the poison." Ding Ning said firmly.

Qiao Liuer sighed softly, "I don't know when this poison was infected, but these symptoms had already appeared a week ago. Traditional Chinese and Western medicine were confused after seeing it."

"The poison in you is colorless and tasteless, but it is extremely poisonous. It is specially prepared for internal martial artists. It is expected that internal martial artists will not take these symptoms to heart, so they slowly erode their bodies. When they finally find out, it is too late, which leads to death." Ding Ning explained, "I have encountered it before when I studied medicine with my master. I can detoxify!"

"But...Xiao Ning, I don't doubt your medical skills, just..."

"Sister Liu'er, you have helped me so much that I can't stand by death and refuse to save me."

Seeing that Ding Ning was so sincere, Qiao Liuer believed him and asked, "Okay, how should I deal with this poison?"

"I will use acupuncture to open all the acupuncture points on your body, and then use internal force to help you excrete the toxins in your body."

"What? Do you want to use your internal force to detoxify me?"

"Sister Liu'er, don't worry, my recovery ability is very fast."

Of course, Qiao Liuer knows what consequences will lead to using internal force therapy. If an internal force warrior exerts his internal force a lot, he will suffer a loss.

"Okay..." Qiao Liuer agreed and asked, "So what do I need to prepare?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Ning said with a serious expression, "Sister Liu'er, detoxification is only one step. Whether you can attract the poisoned person depends on your acting skills."

Qiao Liuer's expression on this sentence became serious, "What do you mean by this sentence?"

"Just understand, don't say it out." Ding Ning immediately took a sip of tea and said, "Sister Liu'er is in this business and should understand the importance of interests better than me."

"Yeah! I know."

As for this, Qiao Liuer is not stupid. She also knows that this person can be lurking by her side for so long, and she must be a master. Now the most urgent task is to capture this person, and the only way is to let Qiao Liuer pretend that she is terminally ill.

"What do I need to do?" Qiao Liuer asked.

Ding Ning said lightly, "I need a spacious and quiet room with a bed inside, and no one can disturb you within two hours."

"Okay, come with me!"

"That... Sister Liu'er, I have one more thing to tell you."

"What?"

Ding Ning was so squeamish, "Just... that's right, you need to take off all your clothes when you get a needle later..."

After all, Qiao Liuer has such a good figure and is full of energy. If she is misunderstood, it will be bad.

Hearing this, Qiao Liuer, a beautiful woman who usually looks generous, actually had two blush on her face.

Seeing Qiao Liuer blushing, Ding Ning immediately stretched out four fingers and sweared, "Sister Liuer, I promise, I will never look and touch you randomly!"

"Puchi!" Qiao Liuer couldn't help laughing and said, "I don't mind! You are just a little brat, are you afraid that you will be blinded?"

"Forehead……"

Ding Ning was speechless. How could he say such things to himself? He is also a twenty-year-old and is 1.85 meters tall. How could he say he is a little brat!
Chapter completed!