Chapter 3227
Words:787Update:23/05/18 21:14:09
"They sent him back and didn't come back after leaving behind some money. I've looked everywhere for medical help, but they all said there was no way." The woman cried and looked at Fengjiu. "Immortal, you have a way to save my son, right? You must have a way, right? "
Fengjiu glanced at her and nodded. "Don't worry! Your son won't die. "
Hearing this, the old woman cried with joy. "I knew it, I knew my son wouldn't die. I knew it, I knew it …"
"He probably has wounds on his body that haven't been treated properly. Help me take off his clothes and check." Fengjiu gestured as he retreated to the side.
"Okay, okay." As the old woman spoke, she stepped forward to help. Not long after, her son's clothes were taken off, leaving only his underwear.
Fengjiu stepped forward to take a look. Her gaze fell on the man's abdomen, where a red line of blood extended upwards towards his heart. She had the old woman turn her son over. After checking, she finally found a wound at the back of his waist.
The wound was only a red dot the size of a toothpick. It wasn't torn, and there were no other marks. If one didn't look closely, they would think it was just a red mole.
"Turn him over and let him lie on his stomach!"
Fengjiu gestured. As he taught the old woman what to do, he took out silver needles and laid them out beside the bed.
Seeing those silver needles, the old woman's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, she was nervous and worried. Those long silver needles were going to pierce into her son's body? If they pierced into the wrong place, would it …
Thinking of this, she was about to speak when she saw that one of the silver needles had already pierced into her son. She could only suppress her anxiety. She didn't expect to hear the immortal's words at this moment.
"He was stung by a poisonous flower. First, he fell into a coma. Then, his body heated up. Then, his breathing became chaotic, occasionally accompanied by convulsions. This situation has already been like this for two to three months, right? He's already in the late stage. If he hadn't met me today, your son probably wouldn't have lived for more than three days. "
Fengjiu's voice drifted out. Hearing this, the old woman was stunned. Her eyes filled with joy. She didn't tell the immortal about this, but he actually knew? It seemed that her son could really be saved.
As time passed, Fengjiu finished performing acupuncture on the man on the bed. He put away the silver needles and took out a pill from the space and stuffed it into the man's mouth. He also poured some spirit liquid into the man's mouth. After cleaning his hands, he walked to the side and sat down.
"Immortal, how, how is my son?" The old woman watched the entire process. Perhaps it was because she saw the scene of Fengjiu saving her son, so her originally lifeless eyes had now regained their former vitality. Even her entire person looked much more energetic.
"He should be fine after a few more acupuncture treatments," said Wang Yao.
Hearing this, the old woman beamed with joy, "That's great, that's great! Immortal, please sit down and rest for a while, or you can rest in the room next door. I'll go cook, I'll go cook now. I must thank you properly, Immortal. Thank you for saving my son … "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
