Shen Yunxi pulled Wu Xuanye and said, "Cousin, his name is Wu Xuanye."
When Xiao Jue heard the name Wu Xuanye, his eyebrows moved, he looked at him calmly, and asked: "Is this the Holy Son of Southern Xinjiang who has been sealed for hundreds of years?"
Shen Yunxi said: "Aye is no longer the Holy Son, he is an ordinary man now."
Xiao Jue looked at them with his eyes. It was obvious that the two people had a close relationship, which was very unusual.
But this is not the place to talk.
The girl who was consulting stood up and called happily: "Sister Yunxi."
Shen Yunxi looked at her and said with a smile: "I just heard from the people that there is a miracle doctor in the city who is kind-hearted. It turns out to be my sister Luoluo. I almost didn't recognize you because you were wearing a veil."
Su Luo was a little embarrassed. It was Xiao Jue's intention to wear a veil for consultation.
To prevent those with bad intentions from targeting her.
Su Luo raised his head and saw Wu Xuanye's face inadvertently.
She looked at it and asked, "Sister Yunxi, is your friend not feeling well?"
Shen Yunxi went to see Wu Xuanye and saw that his face looked slightly wrong. She asked, "But it's about to happen again."
Wu Xuanye nodded, and Shen Yunxi hurriedly supported him and said: "Cousin, help him in first."
Xiao Jue took his hand and helped Wu Xuanye to the room in the medical clinic.
Su Luo also followed and saw that Wu Xuanye's expression was painful and his appearance was changing.
She had never seen anything like this before, and was a little stunned for a moment.
Until he smelled the blood, it was Shen Yunxi who cut his own arm and fed the blood to the man.
Xiao Jue was also shocked. When he came to his senses, the man who drank the blood had returned to normal. Only the corners of his lips were stained with bright blood, adding a hint of evil charm.
Su Luo was the first to react. She found some medicine to stop the bleeding and came over to bandage Shen Yunxi's wounds, but saw that her arms were full of scars.
She was startled: "Sister Yunxi, you..."
Shen Yunxi held her hand and said, "Luoluo, Aye has a strange disease, can you take a look at it?"
Su Luo nodded: "Don't worry."
She walked up to Wu Xuanye and took a look at his face, which was different from before.
Su Luo stretched out his hand and felt his pulse, just like an ordinary person, there was nothing unusual.
However, when he had a strange illness just now, it was very frightening.
She put her hand away and asked, "Can you please tell me how this disease came about?"
Wu Xuanye said: "The secret technique of southern Xinjiang is to use the blood of the saint to renew your life."
Shen Yunxi explained: "He is the Holy Son of Southern Xinjiang, and he practices the way of destiny. Because he spies on the secrets of heaven, his lifespan is not long, and he needs to drink the blood of the saint to survive.
A hundred years ago, he was sealed with a secret medicine. It was my blood that awakened him. However, his need for blood became stronger and stronger.
It's like you can see when it attacks, it ages rapidly and is very painful, but you can recover quickly as long as you drink my blood."
After Su Luo heard the whole story, he thought about it.
She asked Wu Xuanye: "Whose blood did you drink first?"
Wu Xuanye said: "Wen Qian, the saint of southern Xinjiang a hundred years ago."
Shen Yunxi added: "He is my ancestor, so my blood is useful to Aye."
Su Luo frowned and said, "Young Master Wu's illness shows no abnormalities from his pulse.
Since it is a secret method of southern Xinjiang, it cannot be treated with ordinary methods.
I once read an ancient medical book, which recorded a method of using blood to prolong life, which is somewhat similar to Mr. Wu's illness."
Shen Yunxi asked excitedly: "Can it be cured?"
Su Luo said: "That ancient book actually talks about the treatment method.
It’s just that the person who tied the bell must untie it. If we want to cure Mr. Wu’s strange disease, we need to use the blood of the person Mr. Wu first drank as medicine.”