5949. Chapter 5949 Medical Skills 3

, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! The medical bag made by Su Luo was originally used to draw blood, just in case.

Now that the old man is in a hurry to use it, Su Luo will naturally go here first.

Anyway, the flame and lightning little white dragon still has a lot of dragon whiskers, and she can do it later.

Su Luo pierced the long needle into the old man's blood clot!

"Hiss!" Old Master Huan shuddered, gasped for air, and then slowly opened his eyes, which were a little dazed.

Su Luo smiled faintly at Mr. Huan: "When you smoke drugs, it will be very painful, and every moment is like thousands of ants crawling over the wound. The old man should be able to bear it."

Mr. Huan could indeed bear it, but cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

Su Luo winked at Madam Nangong.

Mrs. Nangong was still in a daze, but Nanny Bai had already taken out the handkerchief and handed it to Mrs. Nangong.

"Oh." Mrs. Nangong came to her senses, and went up to wipe her father's sweat with a handkerchief.

When Mr. Huan saw Mrs. Nangong, he held her hand, moved his lips, but couldn't speak.

"Father, you'll be fine. Look, this is Gong Er's future daughter-in-law. She's pretty, right? Her medical skills are more beautiful. Your injury looks like drizzle to her. It will be cured in a while. You'll be fine." While wiping the old man's sweat, Mrs. Nangong showed off Su Luo, and at the same time she did not forget to brag.

Su Luo looked at it and smiled wryly.

However, Mr. Huan knew that his daughter had always said something, so what she said should be the truth.

Old Master Huan looked at Su Luo carefully, and nodded secretly. Indeed, with delicate features and clear eyes, she is a rare and exquisite girl, who is just right for the second palace.

When the others heard Mrs. Nangong's words, they immediately shouted.

"what?"

"This yellow-haired girl and Gong Er?"

"Are you kidding? What is Gong Er's identity, what character?"

"Why do you mother hurt your son so much!"

Everyone expressed that they could not accept this matter, so they all criticized Mrs. Nangong.

Mrs. Nangong sneered: "I, Gong Er, like it myself. If you have any opinions, tell him."

Everyone was suddenly speechless.

Talk to Nangong Liuyun? we don't want to die

But at this moment, Su Luo's needle had already been inserted into the blood clot in the back of Mr. Huan, and strands of dark purple toxin flowed along the needle into the transparent air sac.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

Huan Pei was a little worried: "When the needle is stuck, will blood seep out? Will it poison the lumbar spine next to it? Will it

He asked Su Luo a lot, but Su Luo ignored her at all.

After a palm-sized air bag was filled with dark purple poisonous blood, Su Luo pulled out that air bag from the leather tube, replaced it with another air bag and continued pumping.

How could there be so much poisonous blood?

The surroundings were very quiet, and everyone's eyes were on Su Luo.

As time passed, the blood flow became slower and slower, and the color of the dark purple blood that flowed out gradually began to change, becoming brighter red.

"Does this mean that the toxin has been discharged?" Huan Pei asked with concern.

"It's far from it." Su Luo's magic shadow acupuncture needle continuously stimulated old man Huan's lumbar and cervical spine meridians, and the blood that was about to exhaustion began to flow out again at an accelerated rate. Everyone thought it was miraculous.

Su Luo smiled lightly: "It's just to stimulate the surrounding acupoints and squeeze out the last bit of poisonous juice, nothing more."