He walked forward and took a look at the two children again.
"I can treat these two children." He raised his head and smiled, his eyes like crescent moons, "Sister, just lie down and have a good sleep. By the time you wake up, these children will be almost done."
They didn't explicitly say that the people of West Kunlun would record the credit for this on Baili Feiyue's head, but it goes without saying that that's what they thought.
Ling Duan Nian didn't go out either, so he stayed here to detoxify the two children.
Baili Feiyue watched for a while at first, but then her ninth brother really reassured her. After yawning twice, she really fell into the arms of Changsun Wuji and fell asleep peacefully.
After all, it is really important for her to fully recover as soon as possible.
The tent soon fell silent, with only the sounds of Ling Duan Nian's movements treating the children.
After it was done, no one from outside was allowed to send the children in personally. Ling Duanian carried the children who had detoxified the poison or poison and used medicine or silver needles to forcibly save their lives, and sent them to the entrance of the tent, and then let Sunset outside send new children in.
The number of these children is much smaller than the Kunlun slaves who were poisoned before.
However, it is much more difficult to diagnose and treat these children than those of Kunlun slaves.
What Xiang Yang said before was not wrong. If this matter were dealt with by an ordinary skilled doctor, even if they went through all the troubles to cure the poison or poison of these children, they would not be able to save their lives.
It can be said that it is much more difficult to save their lives than to detoxify or detoxify them.
By the time it got dark, Ling Duannian's face was already pale.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on my forehead several times.
The eldest grandson, Wuji Ziyi, gave him an elegant look and said, "If you feel too tired and can't bear it, I'll put out the soothing incense you ordered earlier and call Jing'er up to help you."
Ling Duannian's movements continued, and he turned his head and smiled brightly, "What are you talking about, brother-in-law? It's rare for my sister to have a good night's sleep, so naturally I won't wake her up."
The eldest grandson Wuji's hand that was not suppressed by Baili Feiyue was stroking her hair every now and then, "You are indeed a good brother."
Ling Duannian smiled brightly again, "My life was saved and given by Sister. Without Sister, I wouldn't be living here happily today. Whatever I do for Sister is what I should do."
Changsun Wuji chuckled lightly, without commenting.
Ling Duannian also continued to be busy.
Until late at night, the last child, Ling Duan Nian, was carried out in person.
None of the people waiting outside left early. Ling Duannian smiled and said, "Please don't gather around this tent for the time being, and please don't make any noise. For the sake of these children, the Holy Envoy has been tired again and needs to rest."
The people of West Kunlun are extremely grateful.
Even if he didn't say it, they would understand, "We in West Kunlun will never forget the great kindness of the Holy Envoy!"
"Just remember what you said today." After Ling Duannian left these words, he didn't say anything more and went straight back to his tent.
Then as soon as he walked into the tent, he stumbled and fell on the table in the center of the tent. Then, he couldn't hold back any longer and spat out a mouthful of dark blood.
The personal bodyguard who was hiding somewhere at any time to secretly protect him appeared quickly and came to help him, "Master!"
But in the darkness, Ling Duannian barely raised his body and looked over, horrified. He heard the young man's clear and cold voice, "Don't come over."