The Concubine Queen of the Phoenix: Your Majesty spoils his wife excessively

Chapter 162 Save him or not, you decide [6]

　"It's just, I think... um... that..." Think quickly, think quickly, Chu Yanran, you pig, think of excuses quickly!
Lily raised her brows and approached half a step: "What do you think?"

"Ah-hmm..." Chu Yanran was driven to nowhere by the lightness, and she glanced at the snow lotus at the side out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration: "That's right! It's because it has to be refined!"

"Refining?" Qingqing was puzzled.

"That's right!" Chu Yanran stood up and said with great interest, "Although snow lotus can detoxify, it's not good for him to eat it directly. Besides, you also know that he can't use medicine blindly in this situation, and He has been deeply poisoned, the snow lotus alone is not enough."

When she said this, Qingying also understood. After all, she is still a medical expert, Qingying nodded: "Yes, the dosage of the medicine must be calculated accurately, and some mild detoxification products must be added, so as not to stimulate the heart. Pull out the poison."

"So—" Chu Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes sparkled: "So, we must think about it in the long run. I think the sixth prince's body will last for another three or two days. As long as you and I work together to seal it with golden needles His big acupoint, delay the time of the poison, and then we will discuss the detoxification carefully, so we can succeed in one fell swoop!"

"Well, that's the right thing to do." After thinking about it for a moment, Qingying said, "Then let's give the needle now."

"Okay!" Auntie, as long as you don't make him "crazy" right away - that flower really can't be eaten raw.

(I am the innocent snow lotus: Huh, I am so scared~~TOT)

Jun Chuyang's body couldn't delay, after drawing up the plan, Qingying immediately ordered people to summon the imperial physician to Yunxuan, after all, it was necessary to perform acupuncture, and it would be helpful to have these people to some extent.

Qingying chose a few old and stable doctors among the imperial physicians, and stood by the gums to wait for orders. She and Chu Yanran looked at each other and nodded together.

Chu Yanran took out a roll of cloth bag from her sleeve, and pushed it away with a "shua", and dozens of silver needles of different lengths were neatly arranged on the brocade cloth.

The room was brightly lit, and the silver needle trembled with blue light.

The light and long fingers pinched one of them, roasted it on the candle, turned around and looked at Jun Chuyang's arm, and decisively and quickly plunged into the wrist that was already so thin that there was no flesh and blood.

The other one, Chu Yanran pierced it almost at the same time, with sharp movements.

The needles are light and elegant, and the needles are bold and bold.

The first step is to seal his main meridians to ensure that his body is in the most stable state and will not convulse his meridians due to continuous acupuncture for a while.

After the first injection, both Qinglian and Yanran didn't stop. The two moved in the same way, without even explaining in advance, but relying on their own ideas, they injected the needle on Jun Chuyang's body. The movements were exactly the same, and the hands were clean and neat. It didn't take a quarter of an hour. Several large acupoints on Jun Chuyang's body have been sealed.

The imperial doctors on standby were amazed at the acupuncture techniques of these two people. They could enter the imperial hospital, and they must be the likes of great Chu doctors, and each of them has decades of medical experience.

Now it seems that even if they are tied together, they may not be as capable as one of these two women.

In the Yangtze River, the waves behind push the waves ahead. Since ancient times, heroes have produced teenagers.

They are studying medical books, and Lily and Yanran are extremely talented.

It is by no means comparable to such ordinary people.

After understanding a little bit, the imperial physicians could only sigh silently in their hearts, and at the same time carefully watched the two people administer the needles, for fear of missing any subtle movements.

(End of this chapter)