When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

This unbearable anxiety did not last long, but two days later, an unexpected visitor came to the door.

When the waiter led the young man upstairs, Chen Ming was just about to leave the room with a basin in his hand.In the past two days, Luo Huaqing's illness became more serious. He had a high fever day and night, and he rarely woke up. He had no way to relieve the poison, so he could only make the other party feel better by taking a bath.

He lowered his head and looked at the person, it was Yimaar, but the man in front of him was no longer in the embarrassment of the previous few days, he was wearing a dark blue uniform of the racetrack, his unkempt hair was tied up behind his head, although he was still pale and emaciated, But he seemed much more energetic.

"Why are you here?" Chen Ming handed the water basin to Xiao Er, took a towel and dried his hands.

"I came here on a special trip to thank my elder brother. Things happened unexpectedly that day, and I didn't have time to prepare a thank you gift. Today I made a special trip to find the horse farm manager and asked for leave." Yimaar smiled brightly, and handed him a bulging package. The famous dim sum in the city market is very delicious, I hope my brother likes it."

"Thank you, if you are interested, just call me Xiaoming." Chen Ming took it with a smile, "Would you like to come into the room and have a sit?"

"Then bother Brother Xiaoming."

Yimaer had this in mind, walked into the room like a gentleman, and soon found Luo Huaqing who was sick in bed: "Hey, what's wrong with this big brother?"

Luo Huaqing fell asleep hugging the quilt, and of course had no way to respond to his words. Chen Ming sat down on the side of the bed with his chest pressed, but he couldn't relieve the intense heartache: "To be honest, my brother didn't feel sick because of his illness, but after passing During the illusion of seven emotions and four extremes, it was caused by the heart-eating poison of 'Red Flame Purgatory'."

"It turned out to be the heart-eating poison?" Yimaar raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression surprised, "I would like to ask, why did the two brothers break into the Red Flame Purgatory by mistake?"

No matter what, the real identity must never be revealed. Chen Ming silently typed the manuscript for a while, and sighed: "This matter is a long story, my brother and I are servants of traveling merchants in the Qingli Kingdom, and we follow the master far away." Went to Yeliu Island and took part in the "Minghua Bazaar" located in the inner city with rare treasures. But encountered a phantom storm in the sea area passing by, not only separated from the team, but also was involved in the phantom of protecting the island. Thanks to the hunters on the mountain, they escaped."

Yimaar listened to his words and nodded from time to time, but his expression was quite unpredictable, as if he was thinking about something.After deliberating for a while, he cleared his throat and said, "Brother Xiao Ming, you have been kind to me for saving my life, and now it is considered to be a life-and-death situation, and I have no need to continue to hide it."

"I was actually born in a medical family in Liheng City. It's just that my family fell into poverty and was squeezed out by others, so I had no choice but to leave. Now I can only stay in the inner city temporarily under the light of the racetrack." He scratched his head, With a shy smile on his face, "Fortunately, the elders at home have left a lot of medical books, among which there are records about the heart-eating poison. Although this poison is dangerous, it is not difficult to cure."

"However, Miaoyue, the miraculous doctor of Guangren'an Temple, told us that there is no other way to overcome the heart-eating poison except for intercourse with it. If it wasn't for my brother's difficulty in accepting it, we wouldn't have delayed it to this point."

"Miraculous doctor Miaoyue? She..."

The boy's eyes had a momentary sternness, and suddenly, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, it was tempered with a bone-chilling viciousness and sternness.When Chen Ming touched his eyes, his nerves tingled as if being stung by a scorpion, and he flinched back involuntarily.

What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment is this?

"Did you scare Brother Xiao Ming?" Yimaer quickly restrained his expression and said with a smile, "It's really because Guangren'an was one of the forces that suppressed the elders in the family. I really can't treat it fairly. But To be honest, although it is rumored that Doctor Miaoyue of Guangren Nunnery hangs a pot to help the world, but in my opinion, she is just an ordinary person who is greedy for money, and it is hard to live up to her reputation."

His eyes flicked over Luo Huaqing's slightly darkened lips, and his expression gradually became serious: "It's hard to believe what I say, it's just that big brother's illness can't be delayed, once the lips are all black, it means The heart-eating poison has soaked through the heart veins, even if Da Luo Immortal is alive at that time, there is no way to recover."

"Then what should we do next?" Chen Ming tried his best to calm down his tone, but he still couldn't hold back the trembling of the ending.Although I had expected the development of the matter long ago, the excitement in my heart was still beyond words when the hope really appeared in front of my eyes.

"Removing the heart-eating poison requires the use of special equipment passed down from my family. After the old house was mortgaged, I moved them to the hut outside the racetrack."

Yimaar stretched out two fingers to catch Luo Huaqing's wrist veins, and felt it carefully: "Fortunately, big brother doesn't appear to be short of energy and blood, and the method of curing poison passed down in my family should be able to be used. It's not too late, we should do it as soon as possible." Go to the hut to detoxify."

Chen Ming nodded. He didn't disclose the fact that he possessed spiritual power to Yimar, so he couldn't use external force to dress Luo Huaqing lightly, grabbed the bend of Luo Huaqing's leg and lifted him up.

He originally intended to show off his boyfriend power, but he didn't expect that he still overestimated himself. As soon as he picked him up by the waist, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground like a gourd.

Yimaar: ...Brother Xiaoming, are you really mentally retarded?

This wave was not light, even though Chen Ming tried his best to protect Luo Huaqing in his arms, he still woke him up from his lethargy.Luo Huaqing opened her eyes in a daze, and found that she was lying on Chen Ming's body, her nose touched and breathed, and she could not help but pursed her lips and smiled, teasingly said: "I am also a patient, Xiao Ming, no matter how impatient you are, don't rush Right now?"

"No, no, no..." Chen Ming's face flushed red, and he shook his head like a rattle. He originally thought that Jian Ling's body was much better than that of the dead house before wearing the book, but he was still so weak. For a while, it was very difficult to find a ground seam to drill in.

Seeing that he had reached the critical point of shame, Luo Huaqing, who had always been well versed in the principle of "let it go when you see it", stopped teasing him. He stood up slowly while leaning on the edge of the table, and stretched out his hand to pull Chen Ming up.He was already deeply poisoned, and when he moved a little, he felt a sharp pain like a needle prick, and a layer of cold sweat broke out involuntarily, but he stubbornly refused Chen Ming's support.

"I also vaguely heard some of your conversation just now." He smiled wearily, and thanked Yimar, "The detoxification, I will trouble this little brother."

The three of them cleaned up briefly, and then set off for the hut outside the racetrack. The hut was some distance away from the center of the inner city, and it took half a day even in a carriage.The road was bumpy, and Luo Huaqing was seriously ill, so he couldn't bear it at all. Soon he was dizzy from motion sickness, and fell on Chen Ming's lap, waking up and fainting. difficulty.

Chen Ming felt distressed when he saw it, bowed and carried him on his back, and quickly followed Yimaar out of the car.

In the inner city of Liheng, every inch of land is expensive, and the rent is extremely expensive. Even in a place as fast-growing as the racetrack, the wages are only enough to buy a small shack on the outskirts of the city.

Yimaar lifted the curtain and led Chen Ming into the house, and an obvious stale smell came to his nostrils, presumably because the house faces the dark side and has not been exposed to sunlight for a long time.Fortunately, the house was clean and tidy. Chen Ming frowned, supported Luo Huaqing's back, and carefully laid him down on the bed: "What should we do next?"

"Heart-eating toxins are fused in the blood vessels. If you want to get rid of them, you can only purify the blood. This is the cleansing instrument used to remove toxins from the blood." Yimaar took out a box and a half from the drawer behind the bed. The long, human-height instrument cleverly turned the rollers below it, and pushed it to the side of the bed.

Chen Ming observed this cleansing instrument curiously, and found that its structure was somewhat similar to that of dialysis instruments in modern hospitals. There were very thin transparent hoses distributed at both ends, and a shoulder-width sphere in the middle. Cubes spliced ​​together.There are dense tubes distributed in the cube, which must be used for blood circulation, while the sphere is dull and dull, and it does not know what function it has.

Yimaar took out two brand new silver needles from the sheepskin felt, connected them to the transparent hoses at both ends of the instrument, and then supported the two ends of the sphere with both hands and turned it up, unexpectedly splitting it in two.

"What is this for?" Seeing that the inside of the sphere was empty, Chen Ming was puzzled. He was about to ask Yimaer for clarification, but he saw him lightly tap his finger and drag it in the air, and a green box appeared in his hand out of thin air.

Anyone with spiritual power can create their own portable space in the place shrouded by illusions. Chen Ming is not very surprised, but he can't help but feel a strong vigilance in his heart: this young man, Yimaer, is by no means what he showed a few days ago Rouruo is harmless, judging from his proficiency in using spiritual power, it is not too much to say that he is a spiritual power user, but I don't know whether he is specialized in illusion or spells.

"Brother Xiao Ming, don't be surprised. This is a storage space inherited from my family. After all, these poison-drinking scorpions are highly poisonous. If they are stored outside, it would be bad if they accidentally injure others."

Before he finished speaking, he opened the box in front of Chen Ming——

There are countless poisonous scorpions gathered in the green box, each one is only the size of a thumb, but it is extremely plump and plump. Answering the emerald green venom, the stench came to the nostrils, mixed with the tooth-piercing sound of "Xisuo".

The picture is so powerful!

Chen Ming's stomach twitched uncontrollably, and without mental preparation, it was really uncomfortable to encounter so many disgusting bugs all at once: "You have something to say, what are you doing scaring people with these bugs! "

"Hahahahaha! Brother Xiaoming, you are really interesting."

Yimaar was amused by his exaggerated reaction, and the box in his hand couldn't help shaking. Chen Ming was terrified when he saw it, lest he would shake these deadly things to the ground if he didn't pay attention:

"Don't get me wrong, this poison-drinking scorpion is the key to healing the heart-eating poison. First, we need to use a hose to introduce the poisonous blood into the purification instrument. The poison-drinking scorpion feeds on various potent poisons, and the heart-eating poison is even more powerful. One of the favorite foods, put them into the poisonous blood, and then guide the blood eaten by them back to the big brother, so that the heart-eating poison can be basically eliminated."

The author has something to say: Writing an article is still a matter that needs to be cared for. I am really tired from the stand-alone computer now...

Everyone, everyone, please help me, it’s too sad.

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