Chapter 394 My master is dying!

Facing the ghost doctor who looked unbelieving, Qiao Ran really couldn't bear to hit him.

"I got this myself. I found a nest of poisonous toads on the top of a high mountain on the way to escape, and scraped the poisonous toad nectar from them."

Qiao Ran's tone was very calm, with a completely cold look like "That's the truth, believe it or not."

It was like this that made the ghost doctor even more angry and his heart, liver and lungs hurt.

Damn it, he was so angry for a long time, it was just a joke, right?

People don't care about the miraculous beauty pill that I finally developed.

I also have the priceless treasure Poison Toad Soup that I finally obtained after a narrow escape.

Okay, so what else can I have that others can appreciate?

Except for the thousand-year-old ginseng that has been renamed and won over by others, it seems that I really don’t have any treasures that I can use!

Ah, so frustrating!

When the name of the ghost doctor was mentioned in the Dai Viet Dynasty, no one knew about it. Everyone wanted to treat him as a guest of honor and support him like an ancestor. But why did he, a great doctor of the generation, suddenly end up like this? It looks like you don’t even have a treasure that you can get your hands on?

Thinking of the purple lingzhi, poisonous toad cinnamon, and thousand-year-old ginseng in this girl's hands, in addition to the red fire ants that Mo Xiaozi went to the sea to find himself, she really has four main medicinal materials that are rare in the world and can be collected. I have collected most of them, which makes me envious and jealous!

wrong! I seem to have heard that Mo boy say that the four main detoxifying herbs this girl mentioned are purple ganoderma, red ginseng, red fire ant, and poisonous toad pod!

Red ginseng? Red ginseng!

Yes, red ginseng! This is no ordinary old ginseng!

This girl is talking about red ginseng, a red ginseng that only exists in ancient medical books and no one has seen before!

"Girl! You said before that in order to detoxify, you must have the four main medicinal ingredients, right? Don't tell me you also have red ginseng! You can't have that thing that can only be found in legends! It's impossible! "

The ghost doctor has started to become a little hysterical. He doesn't believe that this girl is so lucky. It's absolutely impossible!

Can she collect three of the four main herbs by herself? And she also collected more than a dozen other medicinal materials? How can this be? This is something only gods can do!

If this girl dared to say that she had red ginseng, he would definitely doubt where this girl came from. She could never be a human! This is definitely not something that humans can achieve!

Qiao Ran looked helplessly at the little old man who wanted to compete with her, but couldn't make the same bet, and was so anxious that he almost jumped. His eyes were like looking at a child who was making trouble unreasonably after losing a bet.

Just when she was about to say something more, a boy suddenly stumbled in from outside the door and shouted in a high voice from a distance: "The master is back! The master is back!"

When Butler Zhou heard this, he immediately stopped trying to persuade the two great gods not to fight.

He hurried out the door, giving instructions repeatedly, making everyone in the house busy.

Qiao Ran and the ghost doctor didn't care what to say anymore. They both walked outside the main hall and looked in the direction of the courtyard leading to the gate.

After only a moment, several guards hurried over carrying a man wrapped in a quilt like a rice dumpling.

Mu Er's voice was hoarse. As soon as he saw the two people standing at the door of the main hall from a distance, he shouted: "Miss Qiao, Ghost Doctor, help me! Please help my master! My master is dying!"

At this time, Mu Yi couldn't care less about slapping Mu Er on the head and blaming him for not being able to speak. He also used his hoarse voice to ask for help with difficulty: "Please save my master quickly, Mu Yi will come back later." Kowtow to you!"

Seeing that his master had been carried in, Housekeeper Zhou quickly ordered everyone: "Quick! Carry the master into the wing here quickly. The room has been tidied up."

Then he turned to the two great gods and begged: "Please save my master!"

Qiao Ran said quickly: "Uncle Zhou, please lead the way! I'll go take a look right now!"

No matter how uneducated the ghost doctor was, he couldn't cause any more trouble at this time. He said, "Old Zhoutou, you should quickly take us to treat your master!"

Butler Zhou immediately turned around and took the two of them to the side room with confidence.

The guards carried the man who was tightly wrapped in cotton quilts to a large couch in the side room, then stepped aside, nervously and expectantly looking at a little old man and a little girl who came forward.

Mu Yi and Mu Er were still standing in front of the bed. Mu Yi looked at the ghost doctor, then at Qiao Ran, and asked, "Do you want to untie the quilt from Master?"

The ghost doctor frowned and said nothing, Qiao Ran nodded: "Untie the quilt, and then you can go out! The ghost doctor and I are enough here."

Mu Yi and Mu Er stepped forward and untied the quilt, revealing the man inside who was no longer trembling and was already lying silently. His face was blue and purple, his breath was as thin as a thread, and he looked like he was dying.

After looking at Qiao Ran, Mu Er hesitated to speak. Mu Yi pulled the hem of his clothes. The two of them bowed respectfully to Qiao Ran and the ghost doctor, and then walked out with a dozen brothers.

Butler Zhou also followed and walked out. Before closing the door, he begged very sincerely: "Please do your best to save my master, and you will be rewarded! I am right outside the door. If you need anything, call me anytime."

After saying that, he closed the door and stood guard by the door, waiting for orders at any time.

Apart from the unconscious person on the couch, Qiao Ran and the ghost doctor were the only ones left in the room.

The two looked at each other, and the ghost doctor spread his hands: "I haven't found a safe way to detoxify yet. Since you boasted about Haikou, it's up to you. I can help you, but if this kid dies in your hands, It's none of my business. If you revive him, I won't take credit from you, but you have to promise that I will become your teacher and learn the art of treating poisons by your side."

Just now, the ghost doctor suddenly figured out that if this girl could really safely remove all twenty-one poisons from the Mo boy at the same time, then her medical and poison skills would be truly rare in the world, so he worshiped her as his wife. The teacher is not at a loss either.

Doctors have no age or seniority, only whether they have superb medical skills.

A person with superb medical skills, even if he is a three-year-old child, is still worthy of respect and admiration.

On the other hand, if someone is pretentious but has poor medical skills, even a white-haired old man who has been practicing medicine for decades will be cast aside by others.

Qiao Ran glanced at the little old man, said nothing, and went directly to check the person on the bed.

Mr. Mo is now hanging up except for his breath, really like a living dead.

After being slapped in the face several times today, the ghost doctor no longer dared to be proud in front of Qiao Ran, but he still couldn't help but proudly said: "If you hadn't taken a few life-extending pills given by me, I'm afraid what you would see now would be a severed corpse. A dead body."

Qiao Ran ignored him and took out a cloth bag and spread it out. It contained rows of shiny, slender silver needles.