The latter rolled his eyes, but he did it for her. After a while, he frowned, looked carefully, and said: "I think you also know medical skills, don't you realize what's going on with you?"
"My toxic attacks don't seem to be as severe as theirs, but they are more subtle, and they don't seem to be simply refining deep poisons."
"It really doesn't look like it. Your poison is much more active...Did you get fed something by them?"
"Does food count?"
"How dare you eat the food from the Blood Refining Sect? You haven't eaten in eight hundred years?"
Grandma Butterfly glared at Ming Jin, and Ming Jin sighed. "My brother next door had no food, but he was tortured a lot. He was also destined to be pampered by a lecherous Blood Refining Sect evildoer. He was hanging on for his life.
"As a woman, I don't have the conditions to sell myself to save my life, so I can only eat meat and vegetables."
How could she not know that there was something wrong with the food, but she just couldn't refuse it, so she might as well eat it obediently and avoid torture.
Grandma Butterfly pondered, "So, I do understand you."
Ming Jin: "Yeah."
"But there are red larval insect eggs in the food you ate. The Blood Refining Sect may want to control you in the long run. If the eggs are allowed to develop in your body, I can't save them. I can only let the sect
The Lord will take care of you."
Putting his finger on his forehead, Ming Jin asked: "Is the female insect in his hand?"
"Of course. Otherwise, how do you think he could get so many flowers and insect poisons? Especially in recent years, he has planted flower-red nests in many inns and restaurants, killing people at every turn, and then..."
He suddenly realized that he had spoken too much and was about to shut up when he heard Ming Jin say lightly: "Normally, Huaerhong does not reproduce very fast. After all, they are Gu insects. Most of them make a living by devouring their own kind. The number is limited. If you want a large number,
Breeding for one's own use and refining corpses into Gu nests are the best methods."
Grandma Butterfly probably didn't expect that she would find out such secrets not long after she came here, "Yes, otherwise, why do you think they want so many corpses? They don't have such a big appetite to eat."
"That's the truth."
The two doctors had a lively conversation, but the guard beside them hesitated to speak several times.
Girl, you are a noble lady from a top aristocratic family. Please hold on tight and don't be led astray by this bad old man.
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Fortunately, Ming Jin was well aware of his situation and had suppressed the growth of the poisonous insects early on. Now that he had time, Grandma Butterfly started to lure them, and used medicine to kill the poisonous eggs, and then discharge them with the poison in the blood.
But this is a long-term job, more difficult and longer than Xie Li's.
"It's going to be hard."
"It's okay. The most important thing for me is time. I don't have much to do on weekdays. What I know best is taking medicine to recuperate."
Grandma Butterfly felt that if the injured were as docile and orderly as this girl, they would live a long life as doctors.
He was about to praise.
"These medicines are not expensive. How about replacing these herbs with medicinal properties?"
Grandma Butterfly looked at it, damn it! They are all top-notch medicines, genius treasures, priceless, and he has never dealt with a few of them in his many years of medical practice.
"You have both?"
"I don't."
"Then what are you talking about?"
"We have it in our warehouse at home. If we don't have it, we can buy it from the black market. It's not expensive anyway."
It's not expensive anyway, these five simple words are sincere and calm as if spitting out from the lungs, exceptionally pure and unpretentious.
Grandma Butterfly: "...."
I really gained a lot of insights, and it was like a thick steel knife that stabbed me in the heart!
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Before Ming Jin took a bath, he said to Bi San: "The people at the Blood Refining Sect will not sit still and wait for death. The people under their sect alone may not be willing to confront us head-on, but they may unite with other evil sects to attack and spread the news.
We only seek medical advice and will leave after rescuing people. Those small sects know what is good and what is good and cherish their feathers, so they will not become pawns easily."
"yes."
Bi San went down to give orders, and Ming Jin entered the house and got into the bathtub. Shaoyao couldn't help but smile and said, "I was boiling water just now, and the third girl came in to help add firewood. The slave did not stop me."
She is a noble daughter-in-law of a third wife. She is not allowed to work as a cook, let alone cook. She has been pampered since she was a child, and she is able to do this job, but Shaoyao only thinks that her own girl is worthy.
"Well, she has an arrogant temperament. It's okay to ask her to do something. She owes me a favor for nothing, and she won't feel comfortable."
Ming Jin closed his eyes and spoke softly. Shaoyao was about to say something more, but he saw that she had already fallen asleep and her eyes were slightly blue, showing that she was extremely tired.
Shaoyao was about to take Mingjin out of the bathtub.
"Who is it?" Bi San, who was guarding outside, shouted sharply, and then the swords clattered.
Ming Jin was suddenly awakened, and his tired eyes were slightly bloodshot.
Do people from the Blood Refining Sect still dare to come?
Or was she a little slow in giving orders because the other party had already united with those small sects?
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Fortunately, I'm not from the Blood Refining Sect.
There is not only a courtyard inside the brothel, but also a medicine furnace. There are not only the secret guards of the Xie family, but also Tengu and others. Now there is also a group of people from the Overwatch Council. The crowd is so crowded that Grandma Butterfly's little apprentice is frightened and visits from time to time.
Looking at the people outside, while inside the house, Grandma Butterfly looked at Zhuang Wuxue who came in, her expression a little solemn.
He knows who the other person is.
The Supervisory Yuan is the most hated organization in Zhao Kingdom.
"This place is nice. The old man is very thoughtful."
Grandma Butterfly said with a sullen face, "It's just a casual meal."
"Hey, is there still such a business in brothels?"
This bitch, his words are too ugly.
The eccentric Grandma Butterfly rarely encounters an opponent in a game, but she endures it when she thinks of her opponent's identity.
"I almost forgot to introduce you, Senior Butterfly, this is my brother next door." Ming Jin suddenly said.
Grandma Butterfly: "Ah? Oh? I understand, I see. That's it."
He suddenly lost his anger and looked at Zhuang Wuxue with pity.
Zhuang Wuxue probably realized what he was doing, and looked at Ming Jin with a gloomy expression, "Xie Mingjin, I came to see you on business."
Ming Jin: "I know... Before that, let me ask you a question - how many days have you been detained?"
Zhuang Wuxue was stunned, what do you mean? He pretended to be mysterious, "Guess."
"I guess it's been several days, so you must have eaten."
Zhuang Wuxue suddenly had a bad premonition. Grandma Butterfly looked at Zhuang Wuxue. This man had a very good foundation in martial arts. Of course he could withstand the poison better than Ming Jin. However, he had severe external and internal injuries, so he could not detect the red worm eggs.
function.
"Brother, how about I take your pulse?"
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Zhuang Wuxue spent a lot of money and drank medicine that was so foul-smelling that even the subordinates of the Overwatch Council couldn't help but pinch their noses.
"She was also infected, so why did the medicine she drank differ from mine?"
"Her mild condition and your severe condition are of course different. If you find it unpleasant to drink, I will change it for you. The effect will not be that good. It will be better in two or three years."
I really like to joke. I added cat poop, bird poop and dung beetle powder to boil it. Can it taste the same?
Grandma Butterfly thought to herself.
The Overwatch Council has a fierce struggle for power. Three years of being poisoned means death. Zhuang Wuxue has no choice but to endure it in order to save his life.
Bi San was happy to see Zhuang Wuxue defeated. After all, the people from the Supervisory Yuan had been causing trouble for the Xie family for more than a day.
After drinking the medicine, Zhuang Wuxue mentioned business to Ming Jin.
The candlelight in the room was warm, and the aroma of herbs could not suppress the stench emanating from the medicine bowl with the residue. Ming Jin asked Shaoyao to remove the bowl, and after listening to Zhuang Wuxue's words, he repeated, "Hanging Soul Coffin?
Chapter completed!