Jing Muyan's golden needle crossing the catastrophe technique supplemented by Doctor Mo's five elements detoxification technique did indeed work. As a lot of filthy things were spit out, Tang Mengli's face gradually became ruddy, and his breathing became stable, but Those eyes did not open anyway, which left the two old genius doctors at a loss. According to their examination, Miss Tang is now exhausted and she should wake up.
"What's going on? The current situation doesn't look like poisoning, nor is it coma. I don't understand, or I don't understand." Doctor Mo sighed, helpless.
"Perhaps this is beyond the scope of you and me. You should ask Feng Xiaozi to come in and take a look." Jing Lao saw Miss Tang showing a slight pain, and suddenly thought of something, "Look, she can feel about herself now. If we respond, then it is not what we old Chinese doctors need to do."
"Feng? Dai Juncai? Does he know medical skills?" Doctor Mo still couldn't figure it out.
"He doesn't know medicine, but he inherited Zitong from Princess Gu Sect. I think Miss Tang's symptoms may be pupil skills." When Mr. Jing said this, Dr. Mo suddenly realized that Zitong was close to Tongxuan. It is said that Even the past and the future can be known.
Feng soon received the news and entered the warm account, "How about the two doctors? The poison has been solved?" Judging from the expressions of the two people, the poison in Tang Meng should be no serious problem.
"What a thousand sect masters, there are indeed some ways to say: "Doctor Mo secretly praised that he did not speak, nor did Feng see the patient. He actually guessed that the poison has been resolved. This meticulous observation is truly outstanding. "Even though the poison is resolved, Miss Tang did not wake up. Old Jing said, you may have a way."
"Me? I don't know medical skills." Feng is not clear, so at best, he knows more, but he really doesn't have the ability to save people.
"We suspect that there is not only poison in Miss Tang, but also the element of illusion. If she does not solve the illusion, she will have to sleep forever." Jing Lao's voice was a bit sluggish, perhaps he was too tired, this The gentle low voice reminded Maple of his university philosophy professor. "And you have inherited a little bit of purple pupil, if anyone can solve this kind of illusion, maybe you will be the only one."
"I'm so good." Feng rubbed his nose. This old man blamed me. If he never wakes up forever, his voice will never be so stable. My second sister is your anonymous disciple, so don't you worry about who Believe it.
"Hmph, your kid is carrying a strange treasure without knowing it. The purple pupil is a foreign object that has not been born in a thousand years, but the crystallization of the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth. According to ancient records, the person with the purple pupil can even know the past and the future. ("I feel that My fortune-telling is getting more and more accurate, I don’t know if this is a coincidence. Feng muttered: ") And although you can’t do this, at least you can read her dream without looking at the other person’s eyes, maybe what you think in your heart can be. Slightly guessed. I remember a little bit of it while still alive.” Jing Lao looked at Feng’s eyes calmly, “Don’t tell me you haven’t developed your own eyes. I dare say that you have completely mastered speed and hypnosis. I have seen you meditate more than once. As for fortune-telling, it is a matter of glancing up to the heavens, and it is not easy to do it." Of course, it doesn’t matter if your kid has nothing to do with copper coins. Be careful to attract Thunder Scourge!
"Okay, okay. I live it." Feng San laughed. He didn't expect that Jing Lao knew so well about himself. He was planning to sell cute things, but when he walked in, he felt that the second sister was in a nightmare. Now that it can be seen, it is not too difficult to solve.
"Then we two old men should go to eat supper, rest and rest." Jing Lao took Dr. Mo, who was still about to find out, and went out without looking back.
"Why are you pulling me? I'm going to take a closer look. Purple pupils are rare." Doctor Mo said angrily as he looked at his old friend.
"When you watch, at this moment, let's old men leave some time alone for the young people." Old Jing smiled slyly, "Go, I still have a drunk spring breeze."
"Oh, you old guy." Doctor Mo shook his head helplessly. This old guy still likes to play tricks on the juniors as much as before.
Within the warm tent, Feng turned off the last light. Sit on the side of the bed casually, eyes closed, fingers crossed. After a full quarter of an hour, he whispered in his mouth, "Secret Technique? Exploring Dreams", and his opened eyes actually glowed with a faint purple light in the dark tent, and a pair of pupils seemed to have lost substance and flowed like gold. This is the pupil technique that Feng learned not long ago. The dream-exploration technique can enter the opponent's dream without facing each other's eyes. If it is strong enough, he can even see the opponent's real-time thoughts.
The dream in Tang Meng is like a medieval adventure movie, with tall castles, thick stone walls, and a series of locked iron gates. In addition, there is a faint mist, and the scent of flowers, which is the smell of rose water that she likes.
What does this mean? Fence? Castle? Iron gate? Or is it a medieval style? Feng came out of the dream, and everything he had just explored surprised him. To be honest, Lord Qianmen didn't understand.
Hey, forget it, it's better to go for a walk. Maybe look at the outside world for some inspiration. Feng was talking about lighting up the lights in the tent, but found that Tang Meng's hands were actually moving. Although it was very slow, he had been steadily groping for something.
Feng somehow remembered the night when he had a fever. At that time, he held the girl's hand and slept all night, and the two girls stayed with him all night. It's a pity that Feng suddenly remembered a little bit. He took out the small mirror he carried and hypnotized himself habitually. Then, he saw a little smiling face in his eyes.
Are you looking for me? Feng sat down quietly by the bed, letting Tang Mengli hold it with his big powerful hands. Sure enough, with Feng's hand clutched, the pain on Tang Mengli's face seemed to be relieved a lot, and he stopped moving. "Well, you sleep with yours, I miss mine." Feng held his head with one hand and thought about the tent top all night.
"Castle, iron gate, stone wall, Middle Ages." Feng muttered these four words, so that he didn't notice Su Hai Harrier when he came in. He didn't notice it until the little Harrier put early by his side.
"Brother, you didn't sleep all night, right. Look at your dark circles." After all, Su Hai Harrier was young, and after a few nights of rest, he regained his vitality. At the moment, he is acting as a conscript for the old man. , Running around taking care of the wounded. Although everyone who was caught in Daigoxiang was fine, it was because they had been drunk for too long and had to wait a few days to return to normal.
"Well, it's okay. I thought about it all night and still didn't figure out what your Sister Tang's dream meant." Feng continued to mutter those words, "Castle, iron gate, stone fence, middle ages."
"Did Sister Tang watch a medieval movie? Why are there no princesses and giant dragons in this movie?" Su Hai Harrier said casually when he was leaving the house.