He looked very anxious. Seeing that Luo Xing seemed to have seen the backbone, he hurriedly came forward: "Captain Luo, go and have a look. Zuo Xiaochan is dying."
"What?" Luo Xing was shocked.
He had just taken Zuo Xiaochan's pulse. Although her pulse was weak, she would not die so soon.
He quickly followed Zhou Hao to the black prison.
After Zuo Xiaochan's martial arts skills were disabled, Zhou Hao had moved him to a cell. It was no longer suitable for him to be detained in that kind of cell. He really couldn't tell if he could find a good one.
Although the ordinary single cell was cold and cold, Zhou Hao added a charcoal brazier, laid hay, and added a quilt.
Salary doubled.
What she ate was not only cold steamed buns and cold water, but also broth. Zuo Xiaochan's body really couldn't withstand anything bad now.
Without supplementary nutrition, he could really pass away at any time. He has not committed a mortal sin, and the courtesy is nothing at all.
There was a pool of blood on the ground that had solidified. It must have been vomited just now.
Luo Xing asked: "Has he ever woke up?"
"Well, I woke up and saw myself like this. I was so angry that I vomited a mouthful of blood and ended up looking like this." Zhou Hao nodded.
Luo Xing nodded, no wonder.
A first-level grandmaster suddenly loses all his martial arts skills and turns into a dying old man. Who can accept this?
Luo Xing walked over and reached out to feel his pulse.
Zuo Xiaochan had many pulses, especially her heart pulse, which was as weak as a candle in the wind, as if it would go out in an instant. She had lost the idea of living.
"Master Zhou, please bring me some liquor. The stronger the better. Also, boil a pot of hot water and buy me some herbs!" Luo Xing wrote a prescription for Zhou Hao, and then gave it to Zhou Hao.
Give him a banknote, buy the herbs, and I'll teach you how to get them.
"Okay." Zhou Hao answered the prescription and the banknote in one go, then turned around and went to arrange for people to buy wine, medicine and boil water.
Luo Xing didn't know the formula of "Jue Xin Powder", but he could prescribe the medicine according to Zuo Xiaochan's pulse. This is how Chinese medicine treats diseases.
It may not be possible to use the poison of "Jue Xin Powder", but at least it can save Zuo Xiaochan's life.
The cell set up firewood, a large pot, and a wooden barrel. Using acupuncture techniques, Luo Xing stripped Zuo Xiaochan naked and put her into the barrel, leaving only her head outside.
"Keep the water temperature at this temperature and steam for half an hour. After three hours, change the dressing and steam for another half an hour. If he can bear it more, he can extend the time a little, but not more than an hour. After three times, steam it for another half an hour.
I'll come over and take a look!" Luo Xing ordered.
"Captain Luo, is this possible?"
"Whether it works or not, you will know after you try it. The first time I will watch you steaming. After the next two times, he should wake up and I won't need to watch him anymore." Luo Xing said.
"Zuo Xiaochan, you have been poisoned by the 'Jue Xin Powder', but this poison was not given to you by me, because I want to destroy your martial arts, so there is no need to use such a method. Your martial arts are gone, but you are still alive."
It has not dissipated. Now I am trying to find a way to force the poison of "Jue Xin Powder" out of your body. Of course, I don't know if my method is effective, so you have the right to give it a try. Anyway, you are like this. No matter how bad you are,
It’s not much worse…”
"I know you can hear me. This first time is the most painful. You have to be patient. I spent a lot of money on you, and you have to pay me back twice as much."
Zuo Xiaochan could naturally hear it, but now her body was covered with needles. When she spoke, she didn't know what to say, but she still nodded slightly.
The hard work is not in vain.
Then let’s get started.
It's hard to find such a big white mouse. Luo Xing's idea of "waste utilization" means that even if he can't cure it, he can't cure it.
Even if the great master loses his power, his body is much stronger and tougher than ordinary people, so steaming for half an hour is not a big problem. Ordinary people may not be able to hold on for even one stick of incense.
After all, people in this world are relatively hardy, and they have long been accustomed to the intense heat and cold.
"You have a lot of hidden wounds in your body. This medicinal soup of mine can eliminate some of your hidden wounds. Even if your martial arts is gone, without the hidden wounds, you can still live for a few more years, and you have nothing to lose, ha."
"Mr. Zhou, keep this hot temperature and don't make it too high. Otherwise, this will not be saving people, and they will be steamed by you!" Luo Xing reminded, of course, he was watching from the side,
Keep track of the temperature at all times.
Moreover, Zuo Xiaochan was also awake. If he couldn't bear it, he could just ask for it. He was not locked in the barrel.
There is no thermometer, so the way to control the temperature is to rely on the feel of your hands. If it's hot, add cold water. If it's cold, just heat the water. It's very simple.
Although the constant temperature cannot be completely controlled, under such simple conditions, this is all it can do.
As soon as the water temperature rose, a mist rose up in the entire cell, and there was a strong smell of herbs. Luo Xing waved his hand, and the mist condensed into water droplets and returned to the bucket.
This is an application of the Spiritual Dao, which is a small-scale "precipitation" technique. Although Luo Xing is not familiar with the Spiritual Talisman Dao and the Spiritual Art Dao, he has done some research on the Spiritual Object Dao. In fact, the three Dao are all applications of the Spiritual Dao, and they are mutually exclusive.
The space is not completely separated.
The power of the medicine entered Zuo Xiaochan's body along the silver needle, and the pain was naturally very bearable. Zuo Xiaochan was once a grand master, so his endurance was naturally much stronger than ordinary people.
Luo Xing didn't know what it felt like. Anyway, he would ask Zuo Xiaochan afterwards.
"It's almost half an hour, you can come out now."
"I can hold on for a while!" Zuo Xiaochan said to Luo Xing through gritted teeth with sweat pouring from her forehead.
"Okay, you make your own decision. If you can't hold it anymore, come out to me. If you want to die, don't die here." Luo Xing did not forcefully drag him out. He took a medicinal bath for the first time and used silver needles.
, the effect is definitely the best.
Zuo Xiaochan must have felt the effect if he insisted. Otherwise, he would never have endured this kind of pain, and it would not be a good thing.
A little more than a cup of tea passed.
The veins on Zuo Xiaochan's forehead were exposed, her face was red, and her whole face was hideous and terrifying. She finally couldn't help but stood up from the medicine bucket.
His movements were still limited, so Luo Xing lifted him out at once and began to pull out the silver needles on his body. The parts of the silver needles inside his body were all "black".
The poison of "Jue Xin San" can be seen clearly.
After putting on clothes and having another bowl of medicinal soup that had been brewed for a long time, Zuo Xiaochan slowly recovered. Although her old state had not changed much, her energy and spirit were much better.
"How about it?"
"There are still some residual poisons that have not been cleared away. Most of the cultivation has been wasted, and only 30 to 40% of it is still left." Zuo Xiaochan sighed, feeling a bit like a hero in decline.
"It's a good achievement to be able to keep the third and fourth grades. I didn't say I would guarantee your recovery!" Luo Xing was quite satisfied with the result.
"You really know the forbidden technique, otherwise, how could you cure the poison of 'Jue Xin Powder'?" Zuo Xiaochan was horrified in her mind.
"What kind of forbidden art? If I knew the forbidden art, I would be a little captain in Nanya. This is just a medical skill, and it uses the human body's own potential." Luo Xing put away the silver needle,
He went back and disinfected them one by one.
"'Jue Xin Powder' is a strange poison in the world. I have no enemies in Luojing. This person who poisoned me must be targeting you or Yaowang Valley. You have to be careful."
"You have to be careful not to eat food from the black prison anymore. I will bring you food and drink every day. There is a charcoal brazier in the cell. If it gets cold, you can warm it up yourself." Luo Xing said.
"Okay." Zuo Xiaochan is also a person who can bend and stretch.
…
"Master, it doesn't look like Yan Fang did it, but I don't know if it was Zhuo Chunfeng. But there are people in the government who have this motive, such as Tang Sen, who is very close to the Su family.
He is Zhuo Chunfeng's right-hand man. It is not impossible to know that Zuo Xiaochan was captured by us and is still detained in the black prison, not to mention that the guards in the black prison may also spread the news..."
"Since you haven't revealed Zuo Xiaochan's identity, how can the jailer know her identity?"
"It's hard to say this. Although the jailer is inconspicuous, he may be a jailer in a black prison. He has to be a smart person. Otherwise, knowing so many secrets, if one day the superiors want to seal it, wouldn't his life be ruined?
"
"Nonsense, Nanya doesn't do evil things to its own people at will."
"I mean, if it is so difficult to cause an accidental death, wouldn't there be no cases of accidental death among the prisoners and guards in the black prison over the years?"
Meng Yi frowned. He really didn't pay attention to this matter, but Luo Xing's words reminded him that he would have to look for an opportunity to look through the files later and check.
"There are not many strange poisons like 'Jue Xin Powder' that exist in the world, and the formula has long been unknown. It is said that it was made by a master named Old Man Jue Xin three hundred years ago. Old Man Jue Xin has no sect and is a casual cultivator.
The poison is famous all over the world. Apart from the accompanying drug slave, no descendants of him have been heard of. After the death of old man Juexin, the drug slave disappeared. Since then, more than a dozen copies of Juexin have been auctioned in the ghost market.
, all the major forces competed to bid for it, and later there was little news about the Juexin auction."
"What about Nanya's 'Jue Xin Powder'? Is it also obtained from a ghost market auction?"
"That's not true. Nan Ya's 'Jue Xin Powder' was obtained by Ye Chen, our first Nan Ya governor, who had a bad relationship with the old man Jue Xin, and exchanged it for rare and exotic herbs. Over the past three hundred years, we have also used it one after another.
Some have been released, but now there are about three copies left." Mengyi explained.
"I see." Luo Xing said, "Then do you also know who else has collected the 'Jue Xin Powder' in Luojing City?"
"I'm not sure about this. There may be one in the Royal Enshrinement Court, there may be one in Chengguogong Shen's family, there may also be a collection in Zhenwuyuan Musashi Building, Jixia Academy, Beast Control Sect, Jianmen, and even Yaowang Valley.
It is unknown whether there are stocks of a certain type of first-grade or quasi-first-grade forces."
"It is so poisonous that Old Man Juexin actually spread it widely. What kind of intentions does he have?" Luo Xing was also puzzled. Isn't "Juexin Powder" a strange poison in the world? Why does it seem like there are still a lot of it in the world?
Is this still a strange poison?
"He developed the 'Jue Xin Powder', but was unable to develop an antidote, so he exchanged this poison with many people in the hope that someone could develop a restrained antidote..."
"What kind of logic is this? Since there is no antidote, just destroy the prescription and poison. Why bother to stay and harm others?"
"I can't answer this." Meng Yi smiled sarcastically. How could he know what a person who died three hundred years ago was thinking?