After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man sighed and said with a hint of sadness: "The little girl has some mental problems and often gets sick, but when she starts sick, she is crazy." Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's face was full of

The look of sadness.

"Is Qianjin a congenital disease or a later disease?" Ye Wutian asked again.

"Hey, the little girl is mentally ill because of poisoning." The middle-aged man replied.

Since it is not a congenital disease, Ye Wutian believes that he is 100% sure that he may be cured, so he said, "Shopkeeper, I wonder if you are willing to trade with me?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Wutian with some confusion and asked, "Senior, why not talk about it."

"I can cure Ling Qianjin's illness, but I need the senior to exchange it with the set of burning sword techniques and its matching immortal weapon." Ye Wutian said seriously.

The middle-aged man looked suspicious. Obviously he did not believe that Ye Wutian could cure his daughter's illness. After a moment of stunned silence, he reminded: "Senior, I don't know anything. The poison in the little girl's body remains in her mind.

If you are not careful, you will become disabled, so even the elders of the Tian Realm of the Mercenary Association are helpless."

"I know all the things the shopkeeper said, otherwise I'll let me check on Ling Qianjin first. If I'm not sure, I won't take action." Ye Wutian suggested, although he thought he was confident.

, but this is related to the safety of the other party's daughter, so the other party will naturally not let a stranger take the treatment easily.

After hearing what Ye Wutian said, the middle-aged man thought for a moment, nodded with a hint of expectation and agreed: "Since seniors have this intention, then come down."

As he said that, the middle-aged man took Ye Wutian down the stairs.

After passing through a small door in the lobby on the first floor, the middle-aged man took Ye Wutian to the backyard. After walking a few steps, he heard the girl's shouting.

"No, no, don't kill me, ah! Don't kill me."

Immediately, there was another ping-pong collision, and things like dishes broke.

The middle-aged man sighed and turned to Ye Wutian and said, "The little girl was like this Mo Yan when she fell ill, which made her senior laugh."

"The shopkeeper is so serious. As the saying goes, the doctor is a parent. I can understand the shopkeeper's heart and express sympathy for Ling Qianjin's experience." Ye Wutian deliberately mentioned that he was a doctor, and he also wanted to make the middle-aged man feel at ease.

Ye Wutian's intention was obviously effective. The middle-aged man asked in surprise: "Senior, do you understand medical skills?"

Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Ye Wutian laughed in his heart and said, "Indeed, I usually study some medical classics during my practice, so I also have some insights into medical theory."

Hearing Ye Wutian's answer, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up. Because practitioners usually get sick less, few monks will go to minor in medical skills. The several powerful people in the heavenly realm who were invited before were also polite to medical theory.

He knew nothing, and the young man in front of him said that he understood medical principles and might have hope of curing his daughter's illness.

Considering this, the middle-aged man said with some anticipation: "Senior, then please take a good look for the little girl."

"Please rest assured that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will do my best to cure the daughter of the king." Ye Wutian said.

While they were talking, the two had already walked to the door, and the middle-aged man stretched out and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a wooden bench was stool flipped over and said, "Hoho" to attack. The middle-aged man quickly looked and quickly reached out and grabbed the foot of the stool.

"No, don't kill me, don't kill me." The girl in the room rushed to the bed in horror, hid at the corner of the bed, hugged her head and shivered.

"Don't be afraid of Yu'er, Dad has asked a doctor to see you." The middle-aged man comforted him with pity.

"No, don't kill me." The girl hugged her head and shook her eyes, looking very scared.

The middle-aged man sighed, looked at Ye Wutian helplessly, and said, "Once the little girl gets sick, she may not get better for a while."

"It's not important, I have my own way." Ye Wutian said, his body flashed and rushed to the front of the bed. Before the girl on the bed could react, he reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist.

"Ah!~No, don't kill me." The girl struggled and exclaimed.

Ye Wutian only took his pulse for a moment and then stopped and flicked back to the door.

"Senior, how is the girl's condition?" the middle-aged man asked nervously with expectation. If the other party also answered that there was no help, then he would be completely desperate.

"There is indeed an extremely powerful toxin in the mind of Qianjin. It must have been left behind when he was expelled from the poison when he was expelled." Ye Wutian said.

Seeing that the other party revealed the cause of the disease, the middle-aged man suddenly felt happy and asked, "That's true, can seniors have a way to treat it?"

"I can drive away the trace of poison in her mind, but I wonder if the shopkeeper agreed to the deal I mentioned before?" Ye Wutian asked.

"Of course there is no problem. As long as you can cure the little girl, let alone the unique skills and immortal weapons, even if it is a valuable item, I am willing to give it to you." The middle-aged man said sincerely.

"Okay, you can prepare that set of unique skills and immortal tools for me. I will treat Ling Qianjin now. Don't let anyone come in to disturb me during the treatment." Ye Wutian ordered.

"Okay! Let's prepare now." The middle-aged man agreed and quickly turned around and left.

Ye Wutian walked into the house, closed the door, and quickly walked to the bed.

Judging from the diagnosis just now, the girl suffered from organic brain psychosis, which was caused by toxins remaining in the brain.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." The girl still held her head. Her disheveled hair was so she couldn't see her appearance clearly. However, looking at her figure, she should be between ten and twenty years old. At this time, she was wearing thin pajamas and pajamas.

It seems like I just woke up.

Since the toxins in her brain are located deep in her brain and cannot be treated with ordinary silver needles, the only way is to use Qi needles to treat them.

Ye Wutian waved his hand and lit it on her twice, and the girl fell asleep immediately.

Then, Ye Wutian picked her up and asked her to lie down on the bed. He took care of the messy hair on her face and found that her face was quite delicate, and she should be sixteen or seventeen years old.

Such a beautiful little girl would be crazy for the rest of her life, that would be a pity.

With a sigh, Ye Wutian reached out to untie the girl's clothes because she had the cultivation level of Xuan Realm. At this time, the true qi in her body would spontaneously repel external forces when she was unconscious. If she rashly drove the qi needle into her brain, then

It is quite dangerous. Therefore, before treatment, the true qi in her body must be forced into the sea of ​​qi and blocked it.

After formulating the treatment plan, he lifted the hood on his head, took out a few silver needles, and sealed several acupoints on the girl's body. Then, he grabbed her wrist and took all the true energy in her body like a duck.

They all rushed into the Qi Sea. With Ye Wutian's current cultivation level, it is naturally easy to do this, not as difficult as he was when he was treating Cheng Bing.

When all the true qi in the girl's body entered the Qi Sea, he used a silver needle to seal the girl's Dantian acupoint and blocked all of these true qi in the Qi Sea.

After doing these preparations, he put away the remaining silver needles on the girl's body, raised his hand and condensed a needle to penetrate the girl's body. The formal treatment began.

Although the girl hid the residual poison in her body very deeply, she was easily caught by the Qi needle. Faced with the attack of the Qi needle, these toxins resisted stubbornly, which made Ye Wutian spend a lot of effort.

In fact, the power of these toxins is not worth mentioning at all compared to Ye Wutian's Qi Needle. It's just that they are hiding deep in the girl's brain. Qi Needle is difficult to spread, which is exactly what other powerful people in the Tiandi Realm cannot do.

The reason for treatment.

The entire treatment process lasted for about ten minutes. Under Ye Wutian's continuous attack, these toxins finally collapsed and were finally forced out of their bodies.

After retrieving the Qi needle, Ye Wutian's tense spirit can finally relax. This kind of brain combat consumes a lot of mental energy. Because during the treatment process, he must always be energetic and control the Qi needle.

It is not bad at all, otherwise a little mistake will damage the brain tissue, and this kind of damage is generally irreversible.

After putting away the qi needle on the girl's Dantian acupoint, Ye Wutian tapped his finger and tapped it twice. The girl woke up slowly.

Seeing the strange man in front of him, the girl panicked.

Ye Wutian stood up, put on his hood, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to treat you."

The girl didn't speak and was still very scared, but her mind should have returned to normal.

Ye Wutian didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the door.

Outside the door, the middle-aged man was waiting anxiously. When he saw Ye Wutian open the door, he quickly asked expectantly: "Senior, can the little girl's illness be cured?"

"It's already done, you can go in and see it yourself." Ye Wutian replied.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face immediately showed joy and rushed into the room.

"Dad!" Seeing the middle-aged man enter the door, the girl on the bed immediately shouted happily.

Hearing this strange and familiar name, when I saw my daughter on the bed, I looked normal, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly became a little wet.

"Yu'er, have you really recovered from your illness?" As he spoke, the middle-aged man quickly walked to the bed and carefully observed the girl.

"Dad, what disease am I sick? I feel that my memories before are so blurry." The girl asked with a frown.

Hearing the girl say this, the middle-aged man was also sure that her illness had indeed recovered, and tears in her eyes couldn't help but roll down, "It's okay, it's okay, don't think about the past anymore.

I was just sick, so I lie down and rest first. My dad asked the kitchen to make your favorite sweet potato porridge for you."

"Yeah!" The girl nodded, then turned her head and looked at Ye Wutian at the door, and then lay down on the bed.
Chapter completed!