The White Moonlight of Transmigration is back

Chapter 37
Having said that, seeing the nun swallow a whole Anshencao alive, Gu Tu was still a little frightened!
Is this dosage too much?
Will the master be turned over by the numbness, and then sleep for three days and three nights without waking up?Then what should she do!
Kacha, another bolt of lightning fell, finally tore through the thick cloud layer, and the rainwater poured down.

Blood was washed down from the corner of the nun's mouth, and her thin black clothes were also wet, revealing her thin shoulders, but her back was always straight.

"I'm fine. The mountain rain keeps guests, and the benefactors will follow me to the nunnery to shelter from the rain, and return the herbal medicine to this little benefactor by the way."

The nun's voice was hoarse, and she couldn't hear it clearly amidst the thunder and rain, but her hand gestures to welcome guests up the mountain were still very clear.

A few people were not very polite, and the rain was getting heavier, so it would be great to have a place to shelter from the rain.

The incense in Baiyun nunnery is not strong, and the presider Miaoshan is not good at management. He gives medicines and medicines all year round, so the life in the nunnery is extremely poor, and there are only three or four guest rooms. It is enough to accommodate Mr. Xiao Laoan and his party.

Miaoshan's medicinal properties improved, and the painful and ferocious complexion gradually eased. He arranged for his disciples to boil medicine for Mr. Xiao Lao'an to relieve the coldness in his legs.

There were not many people in the nunnery, and everyone was busy at the moment, and the little man Gu Tu followed Miao Shan quietly, and no one noticed to stop him.

"You, is there anything else?"

Miao Shan went back to the bedroom, and just wanted to take off her wet clothes to rest. Seeing someone in the room in a trance, she recovered and realized that it was Gu Tu, so she asked kindly.

Gu Tu returned with a sweet smile, and answered with a waxy voice:
"Master, I know a little superficial massage, which can relieve pain. Can I massage for you? Anyway, I have nothing to do now."

Miao Shan's compassionate eyes were still bloodshot, looking at the little man, he sighed and answered with a smile:
"it is good."

Gu Tu smiled happily, helped her lie down attentively, and used all her strength to help her massage and sort out the acupuncture points and meridians of her whole body.

This is not a blind press, it has been tested thousands of times on her own body, and it works!

After a long time, the nun groaned, and couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of hot blood from her throat, purple red and black, with an unpleasant stench.

"It's good to spit it out."

Gu Tu was so tired that he was out of breath, and his whole body was sweating like he had just been fished out of the water.

"The poisonous blood in your body has been stagnant for many years. If you continue like this, it may hinder your life expectancy."

Gu Tu wiped off his sweat, but it wasn't alarmist.

Judging from her rich experience, the master in front of her who tried medicine by herself is already terminally ill, and it is almost the same if it is medicine Shiwang doctor;

Even if the soldiers resorted to her method of fighting poison with poison, it would only temporarily hang half of their life, and it would have to survive the difficulty of counteracting poison and counteracting each other.

It's really not optimistic.

The nun was lying on the couch, enjoying the rare relief after vomiting blood, half asleep and half awake, and asked:
"Where did you learn this skill? It was a mistake that saved my life. I thought I wouldn't be able to survive tonight..."

Gu Tu took a breath, took out a needle bag from the medicine box on the table, opened it, and looked at a row of silver needles of different thicknesses, his eyes sparkled.

She took the silver needle, measured it with her left hand on the master's back to find the correct position, and quickly inserted the needle with her right hand, without any muddle in the water.

"Master, my name is Gu Tu, and I will be your direct disciple from now on. Don't worry, I will try my best to help the master live a few more years."

The nun took the Anshencao and was already falling asleep. When she pricked her like a shoe sole, she only hummed softly and did not wake up in the slightest.

In order to present this great gift of apprenticeship, Gu Tu put in a lot of work. He was doing acupuncture, moxibustion, drawing blood and dispensing medicine. He worked so hard all night without closing his eyes.

It was rare for Miao Shan to have a good night's sleep, and when he woke up, the sky was already bright.

"Master, I drank the medicine."

Miao Shan looked at the strangely colored medicinal soup in the little girl's hand, her eyes were complicated and unspeakable, she hesitated and did not reach out to pick it up, she lowered her voice and said:
"It's better to drink after using the morning food."

Gu Tu shook his head and smiled brightly:
"Drink it while it's hot."

Miao Shan looked at her bright little face, which was obviously destined for her, so she couldn't help but sighed secretly and took the medicine bowl:

Alas, injustice.

(End of this chapter)