Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Cheng Yao saw that Xu Ziyu found the totem on the back of Xiaozhu's neck without her own reminder, and her trust in him suddenly increased by leaps and bounds.

"Doctor Xu! What is this totem about?"

"Is my friend's poison related to this totem?"

Xu Ziyu stood up, straightened his wrinkled sleeves, and responded calmly.

"Yes, your friend's poison is indeed related to this totem."

"It's just that this poison is not caused by the totem. The change of the totem is just the externalization of the poison."

Cheng Yao nodded as if she didn't understand, and went straight to the crux of the problem.

"Then, are you sure you can cure him?"

Under Cheng Yao's expectant eyes, Xu Ziyu nodded first and then shook his head.

"what?"

Cheng Yao was a little confused about his operation and made a confused sound.

"The chances of success and failure are about half, I'm not sure."

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

Cheng Yao twitched the corner of her mouth speechlessly. Now that we have come to this point, what could be worse?

"You might as well decide it together."

Xu Ziyu saw Cheng Yao's speechless expression, but was not angry and said in a circle.

"The good news is that I once saw the antidote to this poison in an ancient book."

"The bad news is that the ancient book is a fragment, so the antidote is only half of it. I have to try the rest."

"After the medicine is boiled, whether you live or die depends on whether your friend's life is strong enough."

"Now I leave the decision-making power back to you, whether you want to cure this poison or not."

Xu Ziyu looked at Cheng Yao with raised eyebrows, as if waiting for her answer.

Cheng Yao didn't understand why there was any hesitation in this matter.

"It must be solved!"

Xu Ziyu touched his chin and asked again.

"By the way, is the relationship between your friend and you strong enough?"

"Don't blame me for talking too much. The detoxification process of this poison is thousands of times more painful than ordinary poisons."

"What if your friend dies of pain during the detoxification process and turns into a ghost? Will he come to haunt you?"

Cheng Yao didn't expect that Xu Ziyu asked her to consider this.

"I don't believe there are ghosts in this world. Even if there are ghosts, I believe that my friends will not harm me."

"Stop being so jabbering, start rescuing people as soon as possible. If it's a little later, you'll be dead before you can take action!"

After getting along for a while, Cheng Yao already knew.

Doctor Xu may appear to be a wise man on the outside, but in fact he is a sinister and arrogant man on the inside.

"Okay, anyway, I've made it clear to you the stakes involved."

"Just don't come to make trouble with me if something happens, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you."

Cheng Yao looked at Xu Ziyu's serious expression and felt inexplicably sympathetic.

How much trauma did this doctor suffer before that he now has such distrust of the patient's family members?

"Okay, come and help him to the bed in the inner room."

Xu Ziyu spoke, Cheng Yao didn't have time to think too much, and quickly stepped forward to send Xiaozhu inside.

"You go and collect firewood right now and boil a pot of hot water. I'm going to give him a medicinal bath later."

"If you want to completely remove the poison from his body, you still need to take it internally and bathe it externally."

After getting the task, Cheng Yao naturally didn't dare to delay, and immediately turned around to get busy.

When the water was almost boiling, Cheng Yao returned to check the progress. At this moment, Xu Ziyu also put the needed medicinal materials into the pot and boiled them. He was so focused that even Cheng Yao did not notice that he had entered the pharmacy.

In medical clinics, other doctors usually order their apprentices to do such trivial tasks as decoction.

But Xu Ziyu was different from them. He always had to control his own medicine.

In the face of fine medicinal materials, the medicinal effects presented by a moment more and a moment less are completely different.

It would be fine if it was just a medicinal ingredient used for ordinary headaches and brain fever. As long as it is not excessive, nothing will happen.

The drugs that can be used to detoxify can accelerate the death of patients if they are not careful.

Although Xu Ziyu's words were a little rude, he was still very concerned about the things he cared about.

The medicine jar is steaming and exudes a faint medicinal fragrance.

Xu Ziyu constantly stirred the liquid in the pot to prevent it from overflowing or burning.

His movements were skillful and graceful. He had done this thousands of times.

As time went by, the liquid inside gradually became thicker.

Xu Ziyu carefully filtered the medicinal solution and poured it into the prepared medicinal jar.

At this time, the air in the room suddenly became extremely quiet, leaving only the slight sound of dripping medicine.

The sunlight shines through the window lattice and onto the medicine jar, forming mottled light and shadow.

"The hot water is ready."

Although the atmosphere was very good at the moment, Cheng Yao had to interrupt.

"it is good."

"I will arrange the rest. You can sit outside and rest for a while."

Cheng Yao couldn't help with unnecessary matters, so she had to move outside obediently and sit there bored.

Time passed bit by bit, and Cheng Yao stared at her toes for a long time.

It was still quiet inside, as if no one was there.

Cheng Yao felt strange about this, and when she was about to get up and ask, she suddenly heard a painful roar coming from inside.

"what--"

Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, Cheng Yao still put herself in his shoes and felt the unbearable pain.

Xiaozhu, who was sitting in the medicinal bath tub, looked pale and sweat could not stop falling from his forehead.

Every inch of skin felt like being pierced by countless needlepoints, and the pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Veins popped out on his forehead, his hands were clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white from excessive exertion.

The red totem on the back of her neck was also flickering, wandering between light and death.

This is because the medicinal bath greatly enhances the blood circulation speed in Xiaozhu's body.

The poison lurking in the body and the antidote just poured into the belly are mobilized and circulated throughout the body.

Xu Ziyu stood aside silently, adjusting the potion formula at any time according to unexpected situations.

He could do nothing to help the patient's suffering and could only be a ruthless bystander.

Xiaozhu was ups and downs in the chaotic world.

Although his perception of the outside world was unclear, he could deeply feel every pain and discomfort caused by the alternation of hot and cold.

The cold came from the toxins inside his body; the heat came from the detoxification ingredient in the medicinal bath.

The low roar coming from his throat was concrete proof of the pain he was suffering.

During this period, the potion became cold several times, and Xu Ziyu kept adding new hot water and medicinal materials to it.

Finally, Xiaozhu survived the most difficult moment with amazing endurance.

After the black blood was vomited out of his body, his complexion turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.