Chapter 347

The chaotic brain was instantly clear, and Mr. Lu felt unprecedentedly comfortable, and even his memory was much better. Some details that he ignored or even forgotten were also remembered at this moment.

"Tea, it's tea."

Si Niannian held down the old man Lu who wanted to get up and continued to give him acupuncture.

"What tea?"

Old Man Lu sighed, "I thought she forgave me, but I didn't expect..."

"That's right, she really should hate me."

Si Niannian's needle had been applied to his lower abdomen, and he looked up at him.

"Grandpa Lu, I don't know who you are talking about, but this person should not only want your life."

Only then did the old man stop thinking wildly. He couldn't move his head, so he could only roll his eyes and look at Si Niannian.

Si Niannian pressed lightly on Old Man Lu's dantian.

"Well!"

The severe pain made Old Man Lu couldn't help but make a sound.

"How could this happen?" Old Man Lu looked puzzled, "Nian Nian, this is it?"

Si Niannian frowned, "Your dantian is damaged, this is the reason why your cultivation has never been able to rise, not only that, after the poison occurs, your cultivation will go backwards, Grandpa Lu, you just felt pain because... Because your Nascent Soul is degenerating."

Old Man Lu's pupils shrank, and a rush of fire surged up.

Si Niannian hurriedly sealed his acupuncture point and inserted a needle into his chest.

"puff!"

The old man Lu spit out a mouthful of blood, which pooled on the ground in a pool, among which there were several tiny bugs squirming.

Si Niannian hurriedly took an elixir for Mr. Lu, and then injected a few more injections into his heart, until Mr. Lu's face gradually recovered and his breathing was well-proportioned.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Lu, I just wanted to stimulate you, to force Gu Lu out."

Si Niannian took out a wooden jar from the space, put the blood worms on the ground in it, and quickly sealed it.

"Then my Nascent Soul?"

Si Niannian patted Grandpa Lu's hand, "I will try my best to get you back, Grandpa Lu."

Old Man Lu's heart trembled. In fact, the moment he was vomiting blood, he felt it himself, but he couldn't help but want to look forward to it.

He has worked hard to reach the threshold of cultivation, cultivated hard for many years, and paid so much for his cultivation. When anyone knows that his cultivation has suddenly regressed, he will not be able to accept it for a while.

What's more, his cultivation level determines the glory and status of the Lu family.

"Nian Nian, if you want me to recover, how sure are you?" Old Man Lu asked.

Si Niannian thought for a while, "Fifty percent."

This is her conservative estimate. In fact, it should be more than 50%, but she doesn't want to talk too much.

Grandpa Lu nodded, "Five percent is fine, at least it's not hopeless, Nian Nian, Grandpa Lu wants to ask you one thing."

"You say."

"You help Grandpa Lu to keep this matter a secret, and don't mention it to anyone."

Si Niannian nodded, "Of course, Grandpa Lu, don't worry."

After the acupuncture, it was a middle-aged man in his 40s who came to pick up Mr. Lu, but not Lu Changlin. Si Niannian didn't say much, only explained that he should take medicine on time.

Then, Si Niannian came to the innermost room in the backyard.

This is the pharmacy she arranged, and it is also her laboratory. Double formations are set up around it, so there is no worry about anyone trespassing or peeping.

Si Niannian took out a blood worm, studied it repeatedly with several methods, and took out medical books to keep checking, but he couldn't finally conclude what kind of Gu it was.

That's right, it's not poison, it's gu.

If it wasn't for Si Niannian having read the Danshen's handwritten note, I'm afraid he still wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

"It looks like I'm going to take it to ask the teacher."