The medical bag Su Luo made was originally used to draw blood, just in case.
Now since the old man is in a hurry to use it, Su Luo will naturally stay here first.
Anyway, the flame lightning little white dragon still has a lot of dragon whiskers, and she can do it again later.
Su Luo plunged the long needle into the old man's blood clot!
"Hey!" Old Man Huan trembled in the lower back, took a breath of cold air, and slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were a little dazed.
Su Luo smiled lightly at the old man Huan: "It will be very painful when the poison is used. Every moment is like thousands of ants crawling through the wound. The old man should be able to bear it."
Mr. Huan could indeed bear it, but his forehead kept dripping with cold sweat.
Su Luo winked at Madam Nangong.
Madam Nangong was still stunned, while Mammy Bai had already taken out the handkerchief and handed it to Madam Nangong.
"Oh." Madam Nangong reacted and went up to wipe her father's sweat with the handkerchief.
Elder Huan saw Madam Nangong, took her hand, moved his lips, but was speechless.
"Father, you'll be fine. Look, this is Gong Er's future daughter-in-law. She's pretty, right? Her medical skills are even more beautiful. In her eyes, your injury is just a drizzle, and it'll be cured in a while. It's fine." While Mrs. Nangong wiped the sweat of the old man, she showed off Su Luo while not forgetting to brag.
Su Luo looked at it and smiled bitterly.
But Mr. Huan knew that his daughter, she never said anything, so what she said should be the truth.
Mr. Huan looked at Su Luo carefully, and nodded secretly. Indeed, with delicate features and clear eyes, she was a rare and translucent girl who was perfect for Gong Er.
When the others heard Madam Nangong's words, they all cried out.
"what?"
"This yellow-haired girl and Gong Er?"
"What are you kidding? What is Gong Er's identity and character?"
"Why did you mother hurt your son so much!"
Everyone expressed that they could not accept this, so they all criticized Nangong Fu.
Mrs. Nangong sneered: "I like Gong Er myself. If you have any opinions, tell him."
Everyone was speechless.
Tell Nangong Liuyun? Everyone doesn't want to die...
At this moment, Su Luo's needle tube had been inserted into the blood clot on the back of Mr. Huan's waist, and strands of dark purple toxin flowed all the way down the needle tube into the transparent air bag.
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the past.
Huan Pei was a little worried: "Will this needle be pierced, will blood seep out? Will it poison the lumbar vertebrae on the side? Will it...
He asked Su Luo a bunch of questions, but Su Luo ignored her at all.
After a palm-sized air bag was filled with dark purple poisonous blood, Su Luo pulled the air bag out of the leather tube and replaced it with another air bag to continue pumping.
There is so much poisonous blood
The surroundings were very quiet, and everyone's eyes were on Su Luo.
As time passed, the blood flow became slower and slower, and the dark purple blood flowing out gradually began to change in color, becoming brighter red.
"Does this mean that the toxins have been expelled?" Huan Pei asked with concern.
"It's far from it." The Magic Shadow Needle in Su Luo's hand continuously stimulated Old Master Huan's lumbar and cervical vertebrae meridians, and the blood that was about to be exhausted began to flow out at an accelerated rate. Everyone thought it was amazing.
Su Luo smiled lightly: "It's just to stimulate the surrounding acupuncture points and squeeze out the last bit of poisonous juice, it's nothing."