Lin Shaomin's younger brother, Lin Shaocong, is a delicate young man with a baby face.
It's just because of the torment of illness that his cheeks are sunken, his eyes are blue and black, and he looks pale and thin.
As early as when Lin Shaomin was talking to her parents, Muyan quietly grabbed the boy's hand to make a diagnosis.
Lin Shaocong is also interesting, obviously he doesn't know Mu Yansu.
The life gate on his wrist was grabbed, but he didn't resist or yell.
He just opened his big eyes and looked curiously at the girl covered in a light veil.
As soon as her spiritual sense penetrated into her pulse, Muyan immediately realized that Lin Shaocong's condition was indeed not simple.
On the surface, it seems to be meridian atrophy.
But in fact, if you talk about it in detail, you will find that the root is in his dantian.
In the center of Lin Shaocong's dantian, wisps of black air were circling around, forming a cyclone.
Originally, the cyclone was still small, so the impact on Lin Shaocong was nothing.
But as the cyclone gets bigger and stronger.
Countless black filaments like tentacles floated out around the cyclone, touching Dantian Bi.
From the dantian, gradually, it spreads to the meridians little by little.
It was these black filaments that made Lin Shaocong's meridians change from tough and fresh to fragile and dry.
But if ordinary doctors don't have Muyan's powerful spiritual sense, they won't be able to detect a monk's dantian at all.
After all, the dantian is the most important and most closely guarded place for every monk.
If one is not careful, the aura in the dantian triggers a riot, which will attack the doctor, and both sides will suffer in the end.
Therefore, at best, they could only diagnose Lin Shaocong's atrophy and rupture of the meridians.
But they don't know that the real root is not in the meridians, but in the dantian.
However, even Muyan couldn't tell what the black cyclone that had occupied most of Lin Shaocong's dantian was.
It is not impossible to get treatment, but it will take some setbacks.
While thinking about it, the deacon of Mule Pavilion had already led a group of people to the front of the first "Holy Lady" who played the harp.
"Miss Yashuang, these people are members of the Lin clan of the Horton tribe. They are willing to offer the tenth grade elixir [Jade Muscle Flower], and ask you to save their son's life."
The aunt known as Yashuang glanced casually at Lin Shaocong who was lying on the stretcher, and said calmly, "Syndrome of meridian atrophy?"
"Exactly! Girl Yashuang, you also know that meridian atrophy is not easy to treat. In Mu Le Pavilion, except for the saint and the elders, you are the only one who can be cured."
Hearing the deacon's spare no effort to flatter, Yashuang showed a bit of joy and complacency on her face.
She took [Jade Muscle Flower], waved to Father Lin and Mother Lin and said, "Bring the patient here!"
Lin's father and Lin's mother answered again and again, bowing their bodies to carry Lin Shaocong to the side of the harp.
Just by bending over, the figures of Lin Shaomin and Muyan are revealed.
Yashuang's eyes glanced over Muyan with a bit of suspicion, but did not stay, but fell directly on Lin Shaomin.
The two slender eyebrows frowned immediately: "You are from the tribe, why do you have such a strong outside atmosphere?"
Lin Shaomin was taken aback.
"Holy Aunt, Holy Aunt, don't be angry. My Min'er went outside to practice for a while, hoping to increase her strength and contribute more to the tribe and Mule Pavilion. I just returned home recently, so I still have a lot of outsiders. breath."
Hearing Lin's father and Lin's mother's explanation, Yashuang sneered.