Chapter 1174 Unprecedented Good (1)

"No...don't...Elder Wenren, please spare my life...Elder Wenren, please spare my life..."

The noble lady wailed in an instant, her face was pale, and she was still frightened out of her wits.

Nobles are also divided into three, six, and nine ranks. This noble lady can show off her power in front of outsiders, but in front of Dong Zhuo and Wenren Jinghao, she is no different from ordinary people.

She was powerless to resist, and the people who walked with her also kept their mouths shut, not daring to control her life or death.

"Follow Elder Wenren's wishes!" Dong Zhuo ordered coldly.

Two men in gorgeous robes dragged the woman out like a dead dog.

Wenren Jinghao's expression didn't change.

He can speak for those who spread rumors because he has mercy in his heart.

But he will not pity that noble lady, because kindness alone cannot be the elder of the Northern Wilderness Temple!

"You all go outside and continue to open your mouth, don't disturb the tranquility here!"

Dong Zhuo glanced at the group of unlucky ghosts impatiently, and shouted.

"Yes Yes Yes……"

How dare those guys talk nonsense? Maliuer backed out.

Gu Chongwen didn't leave, he stood where he was, looking at Chen Xiaobei eagerly. Obviously, this old man wanted to use Chen Xiaobei's relationship to get acquainted with Dong Zhuo and Wenren Jinghao.

Chen Xiaobei turned his gaze away, with an expression that I don't know you.

Gu Chongwen was in pain for a while, but he had nothing to say.

After all, it was him, Gu Chongwen, who pretended not to know Chen Xiaobei first, and Chen Xiaobei saved him a hundred slaps for speaking, which is already righteous enough.

Thinking of this, Gu Chongwen could only leave disappointed.

Missing the opportunity to get acquainted with the elders of the city lord's temple, the old man almost regretted it. If he had known this, he would not have pretended not to know Chen Xiaobei if he was killed.

It seems that in the future, we will get close to Chen Xiaobei a lot, Gu Chongwen made up his mind as he walked.

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"Qing'er, what's the matter? Are you all wet?" Dong Zhuo leaned forward and asked with a concerned expression.

"Hello, City Lord, I'm fine, I'll go get another pot of hot water!" Wen Renqing'er didn't bother to explain, the commotion just now wasted a lot of time, and the eldest lady is still suffering in the box.

"Bring hot water? Is it okay to let Zilinxuan's servants do it?" Dong Zhuo was a little puzzled.

"Because of the rumors just now, the people in Zilinxuan didn't listen to me at all. I don't have time to explain. I'll go now!" Qing'er hurriedly picked up the iron basin and was about to leave.

"Don't go, let me try it, I'm serious!"

At this time, Chen Xiaobei stood up again, and said in a deep voice, "It's useless to just use hot water after hearing about Miss Ren's illness!"

"What do you want to try?" Dong Zhuo asked.

Qing'er also looked puzzled.

Wenren Jinghao said: "The young man said that he is a Chinese doctor of traditional Chinese medicine and can help treat Mu Yue's condition."

"Chinese medicine? How is this possible?"

Dong Zhuo and Wenren Qing'er showed expressions of disbelief at the same time.

In the Northern Wilderness Starfield, Chinese medicine is one of the most high-end professions. Which famous doctor is not an old man with white hair and beard?

This kid doesn't even have a beard. Even if he knows Chinese medicine, he probably only knows a little bit about it.

The point is, Wenren Muyue's condition can't be cured even by the great Chinese medicine enshrined in the temple, and other famous doctors in the Northern Desolate Starfield are even helpless.

How can a mere young man be cured?

"I know, you don't believe me, so let me tell you about Miss Wenren's condition, I don't need to take a pulse, I can tell you directly!"

Chen Xiaobei looked into the box.

"Young man! Bragging should be drafted, right? If you don't check the pulse, how can you cure the disease? The most powerful Chinese medicine doctor I've ever seen in this city has to check the pulse with a silk thread! You're just pretending to be big!"

Dong Zhuo pouted, dissatisfied.

"Yeah...don't waste time, I'll bring hot water right away!" Qing'er also thought that Chen Xiaobei was bragging.

Chen Xiaobei remained calm and looked at the box quietly.

I saw that Wenren Muyue was sitting on the chair, with herself as the center, a layer of frost was covered within one meter around her, which looked very similar to Xiaobai's Tianshuang Domain.

And her complexion was very haggard, her lips were pale, and her brows were tightly wrinkled, obviously enduring the pain desperately.

"Judging from Miss Wenren's complexion, her condition is caused by foreign objects in her body, maybe poison, or something else..."

Chen Xiaobei said lightly,

As soon as these words came out, Wenren Jinghao and Dong Zhuo were stunned for an instant. Wenren Qing'er's footsteps were also stagnant, and she stopped immediately.

From their reactions, it was not difficult to see that Chen Xiaobei's initial diagnosis was completely correct.

"In addition, the hot water can only suppress the coldness emanating from her body, but it cannot relieve the pain she is enduring."

Chen Xiaobei continued: "That is to say, even if hot water is called, it will only trap the cold in her body, and she will still have to endure the pain for a period of time before she can gradually recover. I don't know if I'm right? "

"Yes! That's right!"

Wenren Qing'er was startled, threw away the iron basin, ran over and grabbed Chen Xiaobei's hand, and begged, "Please help Elder Sister to take a look! Qing'er please! Please..."

"Young man! Your diagnosis is correct, but what are you going to do? Can you really cure Muyue?" Wenren Jinghao, who was much more stable than Qing'er, asked in a deep voice.

"I'm not sure of the cure for the time being, because I need to further confirm what is causing the cold!"

Chen Xiaobei said: "However, I have a set of Jiulong acupuncture, which can suppress the cold and at the same time keep Miss Wenren from suffering!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Elder Wenren, quickly let him try it!" Dong Zhuo heard Chen Xiaobei's reasoning and evidence, and he already believed it to 90% in his heart.

"Okay! Young man, I will trouble you then!" Wenren Jinghao said.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Chen Xiaobei nodded, and walked into the box.

Going in front of Wenren Muyue, Chen Xiaobei turned his wrist, took out the needle bag, and said softly, "Don't be afraid that it won't hurt soon."

Chen Xiaobei hasn't practiced acupuncture for a long time, but the techniques are not unfamiliar at all.

The ten fingers of both hands were like picking up flowers and dripping water, and the needles were raised and lowered quickly, injecting subtle qi into Wenren Muyue's dozens of key points.

At the same time, Wenren Jinghao, Wenren Qing'er, and Dong Zhuo all stood behind Chen Xiaobei, watching Chen Xiaobei's dazzling needlework, and were suddenly amazed.

It is true that people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured!

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About ten minutes later, Chen Xiaobei began to slowly withdraw the needle.

At this time, Wenren Muyue's pale face had returned to the color of an ordinary person.

"Miss, are you better?" Qing'er was the most excited and asked without waiting for a second.

Both Wenren Jinghao and Dong Zhuo pricked up their ears, wanting to hear the answer.

"I'm fine!"

Wenren Muyue said softly: "There is no pain at all, and the coldness has completely subsided, and I feel better than ever!"

As soon as these words came out, the three people next to him immediately looked at Chen Xiaobei with the eyes of a god.