Reborn Genius Doctor Yin

Chapter 59
Looking at the golden thread centipede that was still moving around, and then staring at He Kechen, her eyes were a bit complicated. At this moment, she was sure that her cousin should have felt it when the centipede got into his arm, so he sealed it first. Arm, locks the centipede within range.

Therefore, when the centipede's poison spreads, the arm swells, the wound closes, and the centipede has nowhere to go. It only devours the blood in a section of the arm and hides in it; if she does not bleed and take a sample for testing, the centipede will not respond The flow rate of the blood will not move, and she will not notice it.

The only shortcoming of the golden thread centipede is that it will not create a breakthrough without a wound, just like it has eaten all the blood in He Kechen's arm, and it will not bite a gap to leave.

After being shocked suddenly, the members of the He family looked straight at Shui Xiao, with different eyes.

The so-called attention is nothing more than that.Shui Xiao frowned slightly, it's not a big deal to be stared at, but if there are other things caught in those gazes, then it's a different matter.

Throwing the centipede on the ground, he cast a faint glance at the stunned members of the He clan, and went to carry an empty bowl containing waste tea, put it beside He Kechen, and stared at the old man with big eyes: " Grandpa, help me lift up my cousin."

It's not good to ask Feng Liuxing for help with such trivial matters, and if she really asks him for help, it would be overqualified and she would be embarrassed.

After being startled for a moment, the old man quickly walked around his daughter, and according to the grandson's words, he helped the grandson to sit up.

Putting the bowl away, Shui Xiao took He Kechen's hand, pressed a tile on his shoulder blade, and swipe hard while everyone's eyes were jumping wildly, until he slashed to the bottom of his middle finger, and pulled out a The long bloody slit quickly turned to the back of his hand, creating a deep groove of blood, and then put his hand on the bowl, allowing the blood to flow wildly into it.

Feng Liuxing took a look, moved a chair by himself, and sat down unhurriedly. He also kindly prepared a picture for He Luo Tu, ready to stand up to the end.

Sitting like this between the two big men, the He family was baptized in cold sweat again in secret, and once again lowered their breathing to the lowest level, for fear of accidentally causing death.

"Prepare the strongest wine, porcelain bowls, braziers, take the tiles on the top of the cornices of the roof as spares, hurry up and hug the crowing rooster, prepare the best golden medicine, and then go to find the new bamboo on the inner wall. The white diaphragm." Throwing down the porcelain, Shui Xiaoma bluntly instructed the He family.

Even though he didn't understand the usefulness of some things, He Jiong didn't ask, and immediately asked people to prepare them.

Like everyone else, the old man stared at his grandson with eyes bigger than copper bells, waiting to see what amazing move he would make.

Before everything was in alignment, Shui Xiao was not in a hurry, and went to find a place to sit and wait before standing up, being sucked by a suction force, flying up, and then falling into the embrace of a burning fire with a high body temperature.

Amidst the changing eyes of the group of people, Shui Xiao rolled his eyes depressedly, and acted meekly as a pillow to cool people down.

He's work efficiency is quite high. In less than [-] minutes, everything was ready and sent to Shui Xiao one by one. The bowl, wine jar, and several pieces of gray tiles were placed on a tray, and the bamboo membrane and Jinchuang The medicine was packed in a porcelain dish, and the charcoal fire in the brazier was flourishing.

A guard is holding a big colorful rooster, and another is holding a tray with bowls, kitchen knives, and clear water on it, waiting by the side and ready to obey orders at any time.

The four doctors stepped back and gave way to the place. Except for Shui Yunzhu, the old man, the two sisters He Keyi Kepan and the silver swallow, the rest of them also took a few steps back, ready to watch the play.

Was that when she wanted to kill chickens and ducks?
Seeing the two men holding the rooster and holding the kitchen knife, the corners of Shui Xiao's mouth twitched wildly, and he left Feng Liuxing in full view, put the tongs on the brazier, put a tile on it, and picked it up The golden thread centipede, which is still alive, is thrown on the tile together with the silver needle and burned.

Afterwards, he walked up to the person holding the rooster with a porcelain piece and a porcelain bowl, gave the bowl to another person, grabbed the big red crown of the rooster, pierced it, squeezed out a few drops of crown blood, and waved to the guards Back off with the cock cackling in pain.

A group of people watched their muscles twitch wildly.

Shui Xiao didn't care about other people's eyes, took the bowl back, opened the spirits jar, poured about a small cup of wine into it, and squatted by the brazier, carefully roasting the golden centipede, waiting for it Pull out the silver needle after it doesn't move.

As for He Kechen's arm, the jet-black blood has flowed out endlessly since the long opening was cut open. During the waiting time, he changed a bowl. Although the flow has decreased, it still has no intention of stopping. .

After a while, the golden centipede was dried, Shui Xiao took the tile and put it aside, then baked the dried centipede into powder while the iron was hot, clamped the hot tile with tongs, poured the powder into the blood wine, and put the tongs on the shelf Put on the brazier, and throw a cold tile on it.

After finishing all this, she put aside the work at hand again, without asking the He family, took a few vials by herself, poured all the powder inside into a bowl, then hugged the bowl, held it A silver needle moved to Shui Yunzhu's side with a dangling calf, let Keyi hold the bowl, held Shui Yunzhu's finger, and pricked five fingers, allowing the blood to mix into the Jinchuang medicine.

Shui Yunzhu didn't even frown, looking at her nephew like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving grass, with endless hope in his tearful eyes.

Shui, who was looked at a little guilty, shrank his neck, and when the blood and medicine were mixed to a suitable concentration, he threw the aunt in name to the care of the two cousins, and hurriedly ran back to the original position with the bowl in his arms, followed by Seeing that the tiles were burning red, he quickly took out the dagger that Feng Liuxing gave her with his right hand, and before everyone knew what they were going to do, his left hand picked up the black hair that was as high as his buttocks, and after a flash of cold light, they slashed next cut.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Shui Xiao retracted the dagger, put a section of black hair on the tile and burned it bit by bit, and burned all the black hair in a thick burnt smell, put it on the tile, roasted it into a handful of powder, and poured it into the Jinchuang medicine bowl In the middle, he signaled the person next to him to remove the brazier.

It was so hot that even she was covered in sweat from being roasted. When she didn’t need it, she would sprinkle it far away. When someone moved the brazier away, she added spirits to the rooster’s blood wine again until it was close. Bowl full.

After the blood wine was mixed with centipede powder, the fishy smell disappeared, and a faint fragrance escaped. It was a very strange smell, and it was impossible to find any similar smell.

The people in the room were staring wide-eyed, all staring into bullfrog eyes. If you ask them what they saw, they would say: thunder and thunder on a rainy day...fog and rustling.

Stir the blood wine evenly, smell the water whistling, pour out part of it, and pass it to the old man who is supporting He Kechen: "Grandpa, pour it down for cousin."

Shui Zhen really wanted to ask his grandson what is the use of this, but he didn't open his mouth after looking around, took it calmly, moved his grandson into his arms and leaned against it, with his hands around the back, pried open He Kechen's teeth with his fingers, and poured the wine Slowly down the throat, not a drop wasted.

(End of this chapter)