Mu Qing hummed a little tune and happily returned to the small shabby house that even the weasels didn't want to visit. There was a strong smell of blood before entering the house. She is too sensitive to this smell.
Light a small oil lamp that I don't usually use. Slowly following the smell of blood, I found a person not far from the bed, covered in blood. Reaching out, there is still breath. I thought to myself, you are lucky enough to meet this girl and me. However, Mu Qing was also secretly surprised in his heart, what kind of hatred could make a person chop him dozens of times and even inflict the most poisonous "quiet" on the other person. For those who are poisoned by this poison, medicine and stone will have no effect. Fortunately, Mu Qing was a close disciple of the reincarnated Hua Tuo Shen Xuzi, and he had personally inherited all his medical skills. While thinking about it, Mu Qing had already used silver needles to seal the man's major acupuncture points. And fed him a snow-white and translucent pill. Finally, after a busy day, Mu Qing couldn't resist the deep tiredness and fell asleep. However, she didn't sleep very deeply.