Chapter 300 Pulling Out Poison From the Seven Orifices

Song Ning thought this way, but felt even more awkward, it's better to treat her as a woman, just treat her as a little maid serving him.

Well, I feel much more comfortable thinking about it this way.

Song Ning lay naked on the bed, Yuan Qiu bent over and pressed the acupuncture points all over his body to make sure that the meridian points were the same.

Her fingertips were warm and her fingertips were soft, touching his cold skin. Everywhere she went, although it caused him great pain, in that pain, a strange feeling grew wildly like spring grass, entangled Around, endlessly.

After pressing the acupoints, Yuan Qiu's solemn face eased a little, and there was no abnormality in the acupoints, it seems that the situation is not as bad as imagined.

"Mr. Song, I'm going to start the acupuncture now. It will hurt a little. You must hold back and keep your body from twisting at will, otherwise it will affect my acupuncture."

Song Ning nodded: "Let's get started!" Over the years, what kind of pain has he not suffered? He didn't know how many times he had endured the heart-piercing pain when the cold poison attacked.

She squeezed the silver needles in her hands, and moved them down from the head and neck, entering the Yang points and exiting the Yin points, piercing the eighty-one orifices all over her body, unblocking the stagnant qi between her veins, forcing the cold with the qi, forcing the blood pressure to go up, and pulling out the poison in the seven orifices .

Song Ning, who had kept her eyes closed to endure the pain, suddenly opened her eyes, and saw that Xia Yuanqiu's focused and composed face was covered with beads of sweat, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to wipe it off for her.

Xia Yuanqiu avoided his hand, without raising his eyebrows, his hands kept moving, and only said softly: "Don't move around, lie down."

Naturally, Xing Ying didn't miss Song Ning's actions, and followed his eyes to see the sweat on Yuan Qiu's face. He hurriedly took a cloth towel to wipe it off for her.

Xing Ying is a martial guard with top-notch kung fu. He is not as good as his sister when it comes to taking care of people. It seems that she has to find a chance to get Xing Fang back.

Nine-Yin-Nine-Yang Exorcism Acupuncture plus Nine-Yin-Nine-Yang Chongmai Acupuncture, when the two sets of acupuncture were completed, it was already an hour and a half later.

This was more tiring than performing an operation in modern times. She was so tired that she almost collapsed. As soon as the last needle was pulled out, she hurriedly sat down against the edge of the bed, straightened her bent and stiff back, and panted heavily.

Song Ning felt nothing but pain all over his body at this time, gritted his teeth and said, "Is it over?"

Yuan Qiu waved his hand: "Don't move, the toxin just forced out has not been discharged yet, you just lie down for a while, and it will be discharged soon."

Song Ning nodded slightly. He looked at the tired Xia Yuanqiu, and thought that no matter what the result was, she had done her best.

Yuan Qiu pulled the brocade quilt on the bed to cover Song Ning's naked body.

Song Ning smiled lightly: "You still remember that I'm afraid of the cold!"

Yuan Qiu shrugged: "I just don't want you to continue to be embarrassed!"

So someone was embarrassed again——

After a while, Xing Ying's eyes suddenly widened, pointed at Song Ning's face and said, "Xia, Miss Xia, look at his eyes."

Black blood flowed from the corners of Song Ning's eyes, stretched behind the ears, seeped through the black hair, and sank into the pillow.

Immediately afterwards, the same black blood slowly overflowed from Song Ning's ears and nose.

At this time, Yuan Qiu asked Song Ning to sit up to facilitate the smooth discharge of black blood.

Before Song Ning had time to ask what happened, he felt a cool smell in his throat, and he wanted to vomit.

Yuan Qiu held a copper basin and motioned him to spit in it.

Song Ning vomited wildly, black blood spat into the basin, and also splashed on Yuan Qiu's snow-white dress.

When the black blood was spat out, he felt most of the pain in his body dissipated, and his body felt a sense of lightness that he had never felt before. He was stunned for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "This black blood is cold poison?"