Liao Zhongming was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "If this is really the case, it will be something worth celebrating!"
"However, I really have to say something that will embarrass your old face..."
Luo Wenhou forced a smile on his face that revealed his exhaustion: "You are indeed not as good as this little miracle doctor!"
Liao Zhongming said, dumbfounded: "What you said... is indeed the truth! I have long understood that even ten of me may not be able to match Qin Yang's medical skills."
After saying that, he looked at Qin Yang: "Qin Yang, Mr. Luo's injury...can you cure it?"
"Yes, there are three problems with Mr. Luo. One is the consumption of qi and blood, the other is that his body's tendons are corroded to the point of being covered with perforations that are difficult to see with the naked eye, and the last one is the toxins in his body."
Liao Zhongming looked startled and asked quickly: "Toxin? Mr. Luo was poisoned? Wasn't he injured by someone?"
Even Marquis Luo Wen was a little surprised and couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Little miracle doctor, am I poisoned? Not internal injuries?"
Qin Yang looked weird: "Why do you think this was an injury? Is this an unknown poisoning?"
"..."
Liao Zhongming was really embarrassed this time. His original diagnosis was that Marquis Luo Wen was injured and it became like this.
But now Qin Yang said it was poisoning... In other words, he even got the cause of the injury wrong?
For Liao Zhongming, who was named the third miracle doctor in Great Xia, this was an extremely low-level mistake.
Marquis Luo Wen explained: "I went abroad on business and was slapped by someone abroad. Since then, my physical condition has been getting worse."
"Even Sai Shenxian judged that my internal organs and meridians in my body were injured because of that palm."
Qin Yang said: "Either Sai Shenxian also made a mistake in his judgment, or he made a judgment but didn't tell you."
Luo Wenhou's expression moved slightly, and he smiled without changing his expression: "I don't know then... Since the little miracle doctor can cure it, I beg you to worry about my old bones."
Qin Yang saw that he deliberately avoided this topic, so of course he would not bring trouble to continue talking about it.
"I can repair Mr. Luo's riddled tendons and stabilize his energy and blood without losing it, but after all, Mr. Luo is not a warrior, so even if he replenishes his energy and blood, he can only replenish his energy and blood to a level consistent with his body's age."
Marquis Luo Wen thought for a while and then asked: "What the little miracle doctor means is, how many years can I live before I am injured, and will it still be the same after I am cured? Will my life be extended because of the replenishment of qi and blood?"
Qin Yang nodded, and Luo Wenhou waved his hand nonchalantly: "I don't have that idea. Life and death are determined by fate. It is not advisable to go against the will of heaven."
"Now that you can understand it, let's get ready to start..."
Qin Yang asked Zhao Lingxi to take out Zhao Zhongyang's silver needle, and then asked Zhao Zhongyang to get the elixir.
He also has a batch of elixirs in stock at Zhao Zhongyang's place.
Liao Zhongming was also helping. He couldn't help but ask: "Qin Yang, what kind of poison did Mr. Luo get?"
"Poison."
Qin Yang said a term that made Liao Zhongming change his color as usual.
"What? Poison?" Liao Zhongming looked slightly horrified, obviously he had heard about the power of this poison.
He understood instantly and said: "So, that killer slapped Mr. Luo desperately in order to put the poison into Mr. Luo's body?"
Qin Yang nodded while applying the acupuncture, and responded: "It is almost impossible to kill a person like Mr. Luo through conventional means. Poison, which few people understand, is the most suitable method."