Ye Lingyue didn't flinch, and stepped forward, resting her index finger and middle finger on Di Qiluo's wrist.
Di Qiluo spent a lot of time waiting for Ye Lingyue's diagnosis.
When Ye Lingyue dropped her hand, she could only hear Di Qiluo's pulse was steady and strong, much stronger than ordinary people.
Looking at the blood flow in her whole body, there is nothing unreasonable, and the power of strange demons in her body is also very strong.
"Between the sixth life and the seventh life emperor demon, it seems that Di Qiluo will break through in the next few days."
Ye Lingyue checked Di Qiluo's Emperor Demon's lifeline with her tripod breath, and confirmed that she might break through in the next few days.
Leaving aside the strength of Di Shijia and Xi Jiuye, Di Qiluo is indeed the best candidate for the young patriarch of the Dimo family.
It's just... Ye Lingyue looked horizontally and vertically, but she didn't see anything wrong with Di Qiluo.
"how?"
Di Qiluo opened his eyes, with a playful look in his eyes.
"The young patriarch's muscles and bones are strong, and his six veins are stable..."
Ye Lingyue pondered.
"Well, then why have I been having trouble sleeping, it seems that you are no different from those witch doctors."
Di Qiluo sneered twice.
She knew her own physical condition, except for poor sleep, she had nothing wrong with her.
She just wanted to test out how this so-called healer who knew the art of physiognomy was different from other witches.
Now it looks like it's no different.
This kind of person can be used, but he is useless, and it is even less likely to become his confidant.
Di Qiluo already had a judgment on Ye Lingyue in his heart.
"Young patriarch, please listen to me. Although the young patriarch doesn't have the slightest ailment, and is even much stronger than ordinary emperor demons. However, the young patriarch suffers from heart disease."
Ye Lingyue said unhurriedly.
Hearing what she said, Di Qiluo's face changed slightly.
"What heart disease? Why have I never heard anyone mention it? I have a heart disease."
"The so-called heart disease is depression. The young patriarch has something in his heart, and there is suffering to speak out. After a long time, he becomes depressed and sick."
Ye Lingyue said with a smile.
"Nonsense, what kind of heart disease would I have? Although my son died, it was only a recent incident. At most, I was a little worried. How did I get depressed and become ill?"
Di Qiluo's expression was very excited, as if Ye Lingyue had poked his heart into something, and he was a little hysterical.
Ye Lingyue saw her reaction in her eyes, and her doubts about Di Qiluo deepened.
"Young Patriarch, you don't need to get angry, I'm just judging based on the pulse condition. The young patriarch's eyelids are blue, and his lips are red, which is a sign that he can't sleep at night. If he didn't do something wrong, he must be thinking. But as a doctor, seeing a doctor and making a diagnosis has no intention of prying into the privacy of the young patriarch."
Ye Lingyue said a few words, but what she said made Di Qiluo's complexion change several times.
Doing something bad and thinking about it... Well, well, these two points were really hit by her.
None of the witch doctors in the family discovered their hidden illnesses, but they were told by a young doctor who had just entered the city.
It seems that the other party really has some ability.
Di Qiluo sighed and sat up.
"According to what you said, how should I cure my disease... I have some heart problems, but it is because of my son. You also know that my son Di Shaka died unfortunately, and the murderer has not been found so far. As a mother, It is also normal to be thoughtful. But it will not cause worry to become sick, you can prescribe some medicine to help me fall asleep. If it is done and the root cause of my illness is eliminated, I will definitely reward you."
Di Qiluo explained, but Ye Lingyue sneered in her heart.
This woman really loves acting.
She had suffered from insomnia for a long time, at least for hundreds of years, so she presumed that she had recently contracted the disease.
Although Di Qiluo wore heavy makeup and looked well-maintained, her eyes were dark and her lips were abnormally red, but even heavy makeup couldn't hide it.
There must be something on her mind.
Moreover, the impact of this matter on her is much greater than that of Ti Shaka's death.
"Young patriarch, don't worry. I know the method of acupuncture. I just need to help you with acupuncture a few times to help you sleep. If you don't believe it, you can give it a try."
Ye Lingyue said with a smile.
After all, she took out a set of needles.
Di Qiluo was dubious, looking at Ye Lingyue's needle.
Di Qiluo couldn't sleep well, and because of the death of the young patriarch and Di Shijia, he was tossing and turning, and hadn't slept for many days.
Although she is a cultivator, her body can still bear it if she hasn't slept for a few days, but mentally, she is still not satisfactory.
She still doesn't fully trust Ye Lingyue, and she is still hesitating whether to let Ye Lingyue go forward to give the needle.
After pondering for a moment, she still signaled Ye Lingyue to come forward.
Anyway, there is a big difference between the strength of the opponent and her own, if the opponent has any unruly intentions, she can explode on the spot.
Ye Lingyue didn't panic, and walked forward, only to see that she took out a few needles.
The needle body was golden in color and as thick as a cow's hair, Ye Lingyue moved her hand, and the needle had already fallen into Di Qiluo's acupuncture point.
Di Qiluo only felt a tingling sensation in his temples, as if a bug had bitten him lightly.
Immediately, a warm current slowly poured into her temple.
The warm current quickly flowed through his limbs and bones, which made people feel relaxed, and the whole person relaxed.
The early disbelief towards Ye Lingyue disappeared.
Di Qiluo only felt that his eyelids were very tired, and his body, which had not slept for many days, was sleepy and tired at this moment, and drowsiness kept coming.
"Young patriarch, you are tired, you should take a good sleep."
The woman's voice was light and soft, like a feather fluttering gently by her ears.
Di Qiluo fell into a deep sleep.
On the imperial concubine's couch, Di Qiluo was already sound asleep.
"What happened?"
Outside the door, several maids came in, and they were startled when they saw Di Qiluo motionless.
"It's okay, I did acupuncture for the third lady. The third lady just fell asleep, so don't wake her up."
Ye Lingyue smiled.
Among the several maids, there was the woman who lured Ye Lingyue into the room earlier, and seeing that Di Qiluo was sleeping well, all the maids looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Madam has been having trouble sleeping these past few days. The witch doctors in the mansion tried various methods, but none of them worked. I never expected that you would actually take care of me."
The maid looked at Ye Lingyue with a little more respect.
"Before Madam fell asleep, she was still worried about Master Shijia's funeral. Let me help the third master take care of it."
Ye Lingyue just stimulated Di Qiluo's sleeping acupoint with the tripod's breath, and the tripod's breath closed her acupuncture point, and Di Qiluo would not wake up for half a day.
Taking advantage of this time, Ye Lingyue was trying to search the Emperor Demon's Mansion to see if she could find the soul of Emperor Shaka.
"We have prepared all the utensils that the third master wants, and we are about to send them there with my wife. Since my wife ordered you to do things for her, you can come with us."
Several maids did not doubt that it was there, and led Ye Lingyue away.