"As far as I know, the Soul Seizing Technique can only be broken by the caster..." A Yuan added, "Also, if the person being controlled has a strong spirit and breaks through the confinement on his own, he can also escape from the control."
Although Ming Ruo is not the caster, he cannot remove this soul-stealing spell. However, he can use the secret method of mystical medicine to enhance Mr. Shi's willpower. The Thirteen Needles of Ghost Gate open the heart meridian, and the heart governs the mind. If the mind is disturbed, the mind will be unclear. Select the governor
The pulse calms the mind and calms the mind.
Mingruo took out the medical bag from his 'sleeve pocket' and took out the silver needle for disinfection. Then he came to Mr. Shi, picked up a silver needle and pierced it into the ghost palace. The second needle landed on the ghost letter, then the ghost base, and the ghost heart.
…
Seven silver needles fell in a row, and Mr. Shi finally calmed down and stopped struggling. After that, the expression on his face became more and more painful, and gradually became ferocious and terrifying... Big beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, Zhu
Madam wanted to step forward to wipe his sweat, but Mingruo stopped her.
"Doctor Ming, my brother..." Mrs. Zhu saw Mr. Shi in such pain and wrung the handkerchief in her hand.
"He is fighting against the 'imprisonment' in his mind. If he loses, he may continue to go crazy." Mr. Shi has a tough character, and Mingruo has confidence in him. "You can say something to encourage him, which may be useful."
Mrs. Zhu really didn’t know what to say. The so-called family scandal should not be made public. She couldn’t talk about the things about her father doting on his concubines and killing his wife. In the end, she only said in a deep tone: "Acheng, if you continue to be crazy, my mother will be in trouble in the future."
How to live."
Mr. Shi's body trembled, his distorted expression gradually relaxed, and finally his blank eyes gained emotion.
Mingruo took away the cloth stuffing his mouth, and Mr. Shi was so weak that he called out: "Sister."
"Ah Cheng." The younger brother was finally able to recognize the person clearly, and Mrs. Zhu burst into tears.
Mingruo was very curious about this weird 'soul-stealing technique': "Master Shi, do you still remember what happened between this morning and just now?"
Shi Zhongcheng tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember anything and could only shake his head feebly.
"Then...who was the last person you saw yesterday? Or, what is the clearest memory?"
Thinking of what happened this morning, Shi Zhongcheng's mind went blank. However, he seemed to know about the last person he met yesterday.
But things about that person made him feel like he was in a fog - he knew he could see the person behind him if he cleared the fog, but he couldn't see clearly.
Shi Zhongcheng wanted to clear his mind, so he raised his hand and hit his head twice.
"Forget it if you can't remember it. There's no need to force it." Ming Ruo stopped Mr. Shi from continuing to think about it.
"I only remember that there was a peacock in front of me, and the glass beads in its mouth kept shaking..." Shi Zhongcheng felt dizzy whenever he thought of the shaking beads.
The combination of peacock and glass beads made Mingruo have a flash of inspiration: "You are talking about - the peacock style step wave, right?"
The peacock that originally seemed like a real thing in Shi Zhongcheng's mind, when Mingruo said the word 'Bu Yao', it seemed to be instantly brought back to its original shape and transformed into a Bu Yao. The fog in his mind seemed to have dispersed a little, "I
The last person I saw was probably a woman. She wore a peacock blue glazed walking stick on her head...but I can't remember what her face looked like at all."
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember. It's just that Mr. Shi should be more careful and don't take advantage of him again." Mr. Shi's expression was not very good. Mingruo wrote him a prescription to soothe his nerves, "One dose of this medicine a day."
, just eat it for three days in a row.”
"Thank you, Doctor Ming."
Mr. Shi and Mrs. Zhu left with the medicine. Mingruo sterilized the used silver needle and put it back in the medical bag.
Lao Shen smiled and approached Mingruo: "Master, what kind of acupuncture did you use on Mr. Shi?"
"The master's secret method - the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, which is specially designed to treat all kinds of evils entering the body and causing insanity." Ming Ruo answered simply.
"It's the master's secret method..." Old Shen's eyes were bright, clearly saying - Master, teach me!
"Want to learn?" Mingruo raised an eyebrow.
"Think! Think!" Lao Shen nodded quickly.
"It's okay to teach you. First, remember clearly all the acupoints on the acupuncture point model I gave you before."
"Master, don't worry, the apprentice will study seriously." Shen Cong agreed quickly.
Doctor Xu looked at Shen Cong with envy. He really wanted to learn from her. Ever since the princess taught him how to make Xuerong Dan, Doctor Xu regarded the princess as half of his master.
As for why it was only ‘half’, it was because Dr. Xu was not as shameless as Shen Cong, and he really didn’t have the courage to chase a girl who was so much younger than him and call him ‘Master’.
However, looking at Shen Cong, who was much older than him, Doctor Xu felt that he was too pedantic. If he became a disciple now, he wonders if the princess would accept him...
Today is the day when Mingruo is sitting in the clinic. There are many patients with appointments, and there is not much time to guide several military doctors. Fortunately, Mingruo has prepared some classic prescriptions for treating internal and external injuries and fractures in advance, so they can study the prescriptions first. .
When several military doctors first came to the medicine hall, they knew they had to learn from a young young master, and they were a little dissatisfied. But after seeing Ming Ruo's medical skills in treating Mr. Shi, they were all convinced.
Now, I am standing around the clinic table, quietly observing Mingruo's consultation. The more I observe, the more ashamed I feel. She has such superb medical skills when she was barely in her prime. I am more than ten or twenty years older than him, which is just how much older I am. It's really shameful that you don't have any skills.
At noon, everyone went to the back house for lunch. Mingruo asked Aunt Zhao and the cook from the palace to prepare four dishes and one soup. In order to avoid waste, a buffet style was adopted.
Everyone walked into the dining room and saw two large round tables. There were only chopstick holders and spoon boxes on the tables, but no food. There were four large pots on the long table in the north, and the pots were filled with steaming dishes. Inside the large claypot is wild chicken, and on the edge is a bucket of white rice...
This lunch format is very novel, and Shen Cong is eager to try it, but doesn't know how to start.
Mingruo walked over, took a tray first, filled the food himself, put it on the tray and carried it to the round table: "You can take whatever dishes you want and as much as you want. If you're not full, you can fill it up again."
A few people naturally formed a team and took their meals in order. A slight smile appeared on the corner of Mingruo's lips - it was really like having lunch in the research institute cafeteria in his previous life.
"Master, the prince is waiting for you to have dinner in the backyard." A Yuan said with a smile.
"Um..." Mingruo looked at the food in front of him and wanted to set a good example for everyone not to waste food. This...
"Let me give this to my slave to eat." A Yuan looked hopeful. This was a meal served by the master himself.
"Okay." Mingruo pushed the dinner plate to A Yuan and went to the backyard to find her boyfriend.
