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Chapter 390: See Wuxie again! (4)
Her gaze stopped at the five finger holes in the black hole. Xiao Yao couldn't help but move. The pain in her heart became more and more acute. Without thinking, she almost instinctively stretched out her fingers, picked up the thin quilt on Si Wuxie's body, and grabbed it.
Hold his wrist.
Tentacles, cold!
His skin was as simple as ice. Xiao Yao's fingers touched his wrist veins tremblingly, feeling inexplicable worry in his heart.
Under her finger, her pulse was calm, and she couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation.
"Jueshi, what happened to this donor's injury?!"
On the side, Liao Yuan asked his disciple in a deep voice.
"The disciples stole rice, noodles and other items from outside the forest. When they passed near Heishui Cliff, they saw a large number of birds rising. They were worried that something was wrong, so they went to check, and they saw a hundred-year-old cedar under the tree.
Two donors fell on the snow, one of them was him, and the other was a man in black clothes. The man's throat had been strangled and he was not alive at all!" Monk Jueshi glanced at the bed and got up.
He said innocently, "This young master was still alive at that time. When the disciples saw how pitiful he was, they carried him to the temple on his back!"
Liao Yuan nodded slightly, then looked at Xiao Yao's side face, "Mr. Xiao, how is the pulse of this donor?!"
"No pulse!" Xiao Yao replied in a low voice.
"Amitabha!" Liaoyuan recited the Buddha's name in a deep voice, "Jueshi, go get water to help this donor cleanse his face!"
"Wait!" Xiao Yao shouted urgently, "He's not dead yet!"
Liao Yuan lowered his palm, "But Mr. Xiao just said..."
"Get the braziers immediately, the more the better!" Xiao Yao said loudly, "Also, close all the doors and windows tightly."
"Donor..." Liao Yuan was still a little hesitant.
"I said bring braziers, the more the better." Xiao Yao interrupted him abruptly, "Immediately, immediately! Do you hear me?"
He looked away from the side of her face and turned around, "Jueshi, do as Mr. Xiao said!"
The monks did not dare to neglect, and immediately dispersed, rushing to get the brazier. Xiao Yao opened the quilt, untied Si Wuxie's frozen clothes, and separated them layer by layer, even the middle coat was no exception.
, a monk brought her scissors, and she carefully cut open the pieces of Si Wuxie's chest that had already become clotted with blood from the cold, and with the help of the monk, she took off all his clothes.
He took the brazier and arranged it in a circle around the bed according to her instructions.
"Now, everyone, get out. No one is allowed to come in without my order!" Xiao Yao ordered in a deep voice.
The monks looked at Yuan in confusion, and Yuan waved his hands gently, so everyone exited the door and closed the heavy wooden door tightly.
Turning around and drawing several words for fire, Xiao Yao quickly ignited the brazier. As her fingers moved, the flames burned fiercely in the brazier, and the temperature in the monk's room rapidly increased.
According to Xiao Yao's inference, Si Wuxie should have injured his Chongmai, injured too much blood, and then entered a state of pseudo-frozen to death because the temperature was too low. If he wanted to recover, the first step was to kill him because the temperature was too low.
The blood vessels that have entered the dormant state are activated, and if you want to activate the blood vessels, you must keep them warm.
Of course, the temperature of the brazier alone was not enough, so she also had to perform acupuncture on him and help activate his blood with her hands.
After inserting the needle into the acupuncture points around his heart several times, Xiao Yao grabbed one of his palms and rubbed them carefully, from the fingertips to the finger body to the palm, then to the arms, shoulders, and all the way to the heart...every time