Chapter 1192 What a Similarity!

It is human nature for Wang Niuniu not to give in. Anyway, Madam is about to leave, so it’s okay to let them go in and take a look.

They didn't believe that the invited woman could really cure this age-old disease. Even the famous Dr. Zhou in the town couldn't do anything about it.

So, he stopped angrily.

Huan Qingyan felt a little emotional for a moment.

When she traveled to the Fantasy Mansion, her weak mother and young brother were framed. She, a little girl, turned the tide and dealt with all her relatives who were like wolves and tigers...

How similar to the current Wang Niuniu!

It can be seen that although this little girl has a bad temper, she is competitive and stubborn. She also has a kind heart, a flexible mind, and knows how to ask for help.

At that time, she was already fifteen years old. Wang Niuniu is now just a little older, only four or five years old. It is not easy to achieve this step.

"Auntie, my mother is inside." Wang Niuniu shouted back the two maids and pushed open the door.

As soon as I walked in, I was greeted by a strong musty smell.

Huan Qingyan used her spiritual consciousness to scan the person on the bed. There was only a little bit of life left. He was dying and on the verge of death.

She has a bad heart and the situation is much more serious than she imagined!

He walked to the bed in three or two steps.

There was a pale and thin woman on the bed, with gray-black lips, deep-set eye circles, and a slender body. The hands exposed outside the moldy trousers looked like the hands of a centenarian, skinny and bones, with deep wrinkles. .

It was sad to see it, and the look of death was heavy.

Wang Niuniu was crying. She was so small that she could only reach the edge of the bed. She held her mother's hand tightly, "Mother, mother..."

Choked and speechless.

"Don't cry, child, let me take a look first." Huan Qingyan sat on the edge of the bed and put his hand on Mrs. Wang's hand.

The qi in the body is like a gossamer, and life hangs by a thread. The meridians are blocked and messy, which is very bad.

"Ding! The patient has been poisoned by a long-term chronic poison called Fusi Powder. This poison is neither painful nor itchy, but it makes people often faint, stay in a coma for a long time, and have extremely low mental energy... The poisoning period has been up to five or six years. , now the poison has penetrated into the five livers and six limbs, and is in the advanced stage of the poisoning..."

Huan Qingyan's face darkened.

At this time, Jimo Ya's spiritual consciousness sent her a message, "This lady seems to have been poisoned by something?"

Jimo Ya could see this far away with his spiritual consciousness at home, without any pressure.

"Yes! Yes, I was poisoned by rotten silk powder. This kind of poison seems to be used only by spiritual masters and above, right? Has a spiritual master come to this unknown town? Husband, do we want to save people? What if we save someone? Did you find it?" She thought this place was quite nice, and there was a special stone for Xiaobao to take a medicinal bath.

If you are discovered, you have to move away.

A few words came from Jimo Ya, "Madam, you can make your own decision."

"Okay." Huan Qingyan chose to save her and move her home. This is a human life.

In addition, little girl Niuniu is really pitiful.

Besides, this is also a kind of fate. The mother and daughter are destined to their family, and there is no reason to refuse to save them.

Huan Qingyan quickly made a decision and brought some pure well water from the space.

Huan Qingyan's space well water can even relieve corpse poison, and it is equally effective against rotten silk powder.

This kind of poison would be helpless to ordinary people, but in front of high-level spiritual masters, it would actually be nothing.

Feed the well water to Mrs. Wang to drink...

At this time, Mrs. Wang could no longer drink anything, so Huan Qingyan used spiritual energy and poured it into her slowly, bit by bit, without any trouble.