Chapter 1805

The old man on the other side, watching and listening to the scream of his old friend for many years, could not help but tremble.

meanwhile.

Yu Qingshui has cooked the first bowl of soup and brought it to the old man.

After a while, when the old man drank it, he didn't respond. This was a relief for Yu Qingshui. What he was most afraid of was that the old man's body couldn't bear the medicine and he collapsed immediately.

As long as it doesn't break down, next, it depends on how the medicine absorbs.

Visible to the naked eye, after a few breaths, the old man's appearance suddenly began to become young. This alone proves that the bowl of medicine has an amazing effect. Unfortunately, not far away Monan has already shaken his head.

The old man's body is like a leaky ball. No matter how good the medicine is, it won't work until those loopholes are mended.

Sure enough, within half a column of incense, the outside of the old man was aging rapidly.

Yu Qingshui is disappointed again. His brow is getting closer and closer. He is not disheartened. He goes to the medicine cabinet again and is ready to try

On the other hand, Mo Nan was surprised.

It seems that Shangjie pharmacist's mastery of the elixir is really beyond his comprehension. He thought that the medicine in the old man's body would evaporate, but if you look at it carefully, the old man's face would be much better.

There was no accident. It was a hidden wound in the body. It was improved.

In this way, it proves that Yu Qingshui's prescription is still effective. As long as he takes it persistently, the old man will recover sooner or later.

Unfortunately, there is not so much time for Yu Qingshui to help the old man recuperate. At present, both he and Mo Nan have only four hours. After four hours, whoever makes the second elder recover better is the winner.

Therefore, Yu Qingshui has to continue to try.

But on the side of the old rascal, he saw that the old man around him was already sweating, the wooden bed was soaked, and the sweat dripped down on the ground beside the bed. The old man was especially weak, and he had no strength to even play and shout pain.

It was only with a strong willpower that it did not fall into a coma.

Mo Nan admired this and then took off the silver needles from the old man.

"Hoo

Don't mention it. As soon as the needle was removed, the old man seemed to recover his energy. After asking for Mo Nan's advice, he went to ask for a bowl of water, and then sat back beside the bed. At this moment, his eyelids just slightly jumped and asked:

"Boy, you just, really not intentionally torment me?"

Mo Nan's face is not red and his heart is not beating: "of course not."

"Don't you know if you feel better?"

Suspiciously, he stared at the boy. Seriously, if he hadn't been itchy, but he was very comfortable, a warm current came up from his feet and spread all over his body. Otherwise, he would have turned over.

"Do you want me to have a rest and continue to be tortured by you for a while?"

The old man took a few breaths and asked, rolling his eyes.

But Mo Nan couldn't help but feel happy: "look at what you said, it's like I deliberately couldn't pass a glance with you. Don't worry, the next treatment will be much more normal..."

At the moment, he really let the old man have a rest. As for the later treatment, there is no need to use the same method.

People's self recovery ability is also limited. Just now, he has stimulated the potential of the elderly. This effect should last for about a day, so that even if he stimulates again, the effect will not be better.

Hearing this, the old man could not help but feel lucky in his heart. Looking at the boy, he felt a lot more agreeable.

To be honest, just now many times, he felt that he might as well die if he was so alive. If he wanted to be crisp, he would think so. It is conceivable that he would have gone crazy if he had been replaced by someone else.

What he didn't know was that the old rascal just felt that he didn't have enough pain, so he deliberately deepened the stimulation. He didn't know what it would be like if he knew about it.

Let's not talk about these.

Later, when the old man had almost had a rest, Monan finally went to the elixir cabinet. To be honest, this was probably the first time for him. Acupuncture alone could not cure the patient's symptoms, so it was necessary to cooperate with a two pronged approach to achieve better results.

Compared with Yu Qingshui, who is still meditating in front of the medicine cabinet, the old rascal's elixir is much simpler. There are only about 20 kinds of elixirs, and this is the limit number that he can ensure to work.

Next to Yu Qingshui, he just looked at the old rascal to get the elixir, and then he took back his sight suspiciously. Maybe he couldn't figure it out. What's the use of these elixirs for the old man to drink?

Monan naturally has his own way.

He took the elixir, cooked it on the spot and gave it to the old man. After asking him to drink it, Monan immediately asked the old man to lie on the bed.

Then, massage and acupuncture are used.

This time, it's no longer the unorthodox methods. The old rascal moved his hands. In a twinkling of an eye, the old man's whole body, especially his waist and abdomen, was covered with silver needles.

Looking at it, it is no different from a hedgehog.

The old man was still a little nervous at the beginning. Then he found that even if he had been stabbed so many times, it was far less painful than just now, so he relaxed. Only when people don't understand why the old hooligan did it. An amazing scene happened. The old man was green and black, and his skin color was like rotten wood. Then he became a little normal. Just as several pharmacists of the Yu family shook their heads, they felt useless. The time for a stick of incense soon passed. The old man's body did not return to the condition before taking the medicine“ How could it be Yu Qinghuan took the lead in exclamation, and then ignored it. During the contest, he strode over to check the old man's physical condition. He was afraid that Monan was cheating, so he almost suspected that the old rascal was just like a magic on the old man's body. However, after he looked at it, he could not help but be silent. He retreated quietly. When he looked at Monan again, he only felt that he had seen a ghost“ How's it going, master? " Many pharmacists in Yu's family feel more and more uneasy. They ask Yu Qinghuan about the results. However, Yu Qinghuan didn't say anything. He just pointed to the old man's direction. At the next moment, the old man seemed to have some feelings. He was surprised and called out: "old six, old six!"“ What are you doing? " The old man, who was treated by Yu Qingshui, was still depressed because what he had drunk before didn't work. He was impatient and agreed. Feeling the old friend's attitude, the old man who was stabbed with a silver needle was not angry at all. He just turned to look at the old friend happily and said excitedly: "what are you doing? Look at me." Waiting for the former to finally turn impatiently. The old man slightly raised a finger without a silver needle and peeped. His fingertips seemed to flash some invisible light. However, seeing this, the old man on the other side had suddenly widened his eyes and flushed with emotion. Although very few, and very small, he was very sure that what his old friends had just used was indeed the spiritual power that they had already been in a mess and could not control.