Chapter 332 Torment for seven days and seven nights
Chu Qingwan's worries came true.
The Gu worm has been in Mo Jingyu's body for many years and has almost become one with his bones and blood.
Because of his legs, Mo Jingyu has taken all kinds of medicines over the years, many of which are disgusting to Tibetan Silver Gu.
Therefore, Tibetan Silver Gu can quickly get used to the medicine that enters his body, including the medicinal materials that restrain it.
As a last resort, Chu Qingwan could only increase the amount of medicine and pour it into Mo Jingyu's mouth every day for seven days and nights.
Mo Jingyu couldn't sleep and had to be watched by someone at all times. She lasted for three days and almost fainted when she stood up. Wei Zhan and Yan Ran forcibly took her to rest and replaced her with Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo looked at Mo Jingyu, whose facial features were distorted by pain, and touched the lancet on his waist.
"Master Zhou, please give me a way."
Lin Yu's voice came from behind him. He put down his hand and stepped aside with a calm expression.
Lin Yu brought hot water, wrung out the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Mo Jingyu's face.
After finishing the matter, he turned around and walked out. Two shadow guards immediately came in and guarded Mo Jingyu dutifully.
Zhou Mo secretly clicked his tongue in his heart, completely honest.
Seven days later, Mo Jingyu's face turned purple, his eye sockets were sunken, and his lips were pale, looking like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.
He lay on the bed panting for breath, as if he didn't have much life left.
Chu Qingwan only glanced at it and pursed her lips in distress.
Seeing this, Zhou Mo took the initiative to take over the important task of checking the pulse, and finally said to her: "It's time."
Chu Qingwan pursed her lips tighter, took the lancet he handed over, grabbed Mo Jingyu's wrist, and slowly drew it.
Black blood flowed from the wound and dripped into the teacup prepared in advance.
Zhou Mo threw the Tibetan Silver Grass on the side into the blood. After a moment, he saw the veins on Mo Jingyu's arm bulging, and something was swimming quickly underneath.
After a moment, the thing came to the wound, stayed for a moment, and then jumped into the teacup containing the hidden silver poison and black blood.
——It is a green insect.
The woman's little finger is as thick as a finger, half of her phalanges are long, and she is round and fat. She quickly eats the Tibetan silver grass, and she looks a bit naive.
Zhou Mo chuckled: "Who would have thought that the extremely dangerous Hidden Silver Gu would actually look like this."
Chu Qingwan said nothing.
She concentrated on bandaging Mo Jingyu's wounds, ordered Lin Yu to bring hot water, and wiped his face and neck herself.
Mo Jingyu opened his eyes and looked distracted.
Chu Qingwan touched the bruise under his eyes and said softly: "Ajing, it's okay, go to sleep."
Mo Jingyu slowly rolled his eyes to look at her, his thin lips moved, as if he had something to say, but in the end he tilted his head and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Zhou Mo was dumbfounded: "Sleep in seconds, that's awesome!"
Chu Qingwan tucked the quilt for him: "If you were tortured for seven days and seven nights, you would fall asleep faster than him."
Zhou Mo didn't know what he thought of, but a flash of anger flashed in his eyes. He smiled and said, "That's not necessarily true. I have a strong willpower."
Chu Qingwan ignored it, stood up, took the Tibetan Silver Gu, and poured it into a basin of blue water without hesitation.
The small green insect struggled for a few times and then dissolved in the water without leaving any trace.
Zhou Mo wailed: "What a waste of natural resources! Don't give it to me!"
Chu Qingwan threw the tea cup to him.
Zhou Mo pouted: "What's the use of a broken teacup? I'm talking about the Hidden Silver Gu!"
Chu Qingwan rubbed her shoulders and neck: "If you want, just take care of yourself."
Zhou Mo looked at her sadly: "Do you think Hidden Silver Gu is so easy to find?"
Chu Qingwan paused slightly: "Is it difficult to find it?"
Zhou Mo nodded crazily: "It's not that hard to find, but it's not found wherever Tibetan Silver Grass grows. Let me tell you..."
After Chu Qingwan listened, he was thoughtful.
Who planted such a hard-to-find Gu insect for Mo Jingyu?