Long Qingyue smiled and said: "Of course, if you can cure Liao Hai's disease, you will have a chance to get the bone-tempering flower and one thousand taels of gold!"
Money is indispensable everywhere, and of course the more the better. Especially if she wants to cultivate her own power, she naturally needs the support of money even more.
When everyone saw a girl about fifteen years old coming to line up, they couldn't help but laugh and said: "Little girl, I advise you not to join in the fun and go home to play."
I heard that even the imperial doctors in the palace were invited out, but they all had no clue. What kind of disease could a little girl with little experience treat?
Long Qingyue curled her lips disdainfully, "Aren't you guys still queuing up? Why can't I?"
Her medical skills are quite good. She makes pills and is a master of acupuncture. She is the first person to practice it in the 21st life!
Long Qingyue didn't seem to hear the ridicule and sarcasm around her, but stood quietly, waiting.
As everyone entered confidently, they were kicked out in despair...
After an unknown amount of time, it was finally Long Qingyue's turn. The maid who led the way was obviously startled when she saw Long Qingyue. Such a young doctor...
The maid was stunned for only a second before she realized what she was doing and led Long Qingyue to the master bedroom next to the lobby.
Lying on the bed was a middle-aged man, tall and fat. The man's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and there was a red lump on his chest, which looked a bit scary. This man was Liao Hai.
A girl stood beside the bed. She frowned, her eyes were filled with mist, and there were still tears on her face. When the girl saw Long Qingyue coming in, she stepped aside and said nothing. So many people were invited.
When the doctors came, everyone was at their wits' end and it was obvious that the girl was almost desperate.
Long Qingyue stepped forward, rolled Liao Hai's eyelids, then looked at the red swelling on his chest, stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that it was surprisingly hot.
"This Lord Liao practices fire-attributed spiritual power techniques?"
The girl was startled and nodded, "Yes."
"I can cure this disease."
The girl's originally ashen eyes suddenly lit up. She looked up at Long Qingyue and asked excitedly: "Are you telling the truth?"
Long Qingyue nodded calmly.
"As long as you can save my father, I can agree to any condition you have!" The girl's eyes flashed with excitement.
Long Qingyue said: "To cure your father's disease, you need one more thing."
The girl immediately asked nervously, "What is it?"
Long Qingyue briefly explained what acupuncture looked like. The girl nodded and immediately ordered someone to do it. The girl's efficiency was really good. It only took half an hour to make a set of silver needles.
Long Qingyue inserted acupuncture into the major points on Liao Hai's chest, and just made a circle around the red swelling. Then he took out a small dagger and made a small cut on the red swelling. Then he said in his heart: "Fire
Yu, lend me some spiritual power."
Huo Yu pouted his little mouth in grievance. It seemed that he had been enslaved every day since he contracted with this woman. Damn it, he couldn't find the words to refute!
Huo Yu reluctantly transferred the spiritual power into Long Qingyue's arm, then poured it into the silver needles inserted in Liao Hai's chest, and then guided the gas in the red swelling to slowly flow out of Liao Hai's body.
This was the last step that required spiritual power, so Long Qingyue had to ask Huo Yu for help.
