Chapter 270 Burying Worm

Seeing Ye Tianlong arriving, Liang Xiucai smiled and said: "Brother Ye, we meet again..."

He wanted to struggle up, but he coughed, and his upright body fell down again. Ye Tianlong hurriedly sat beside the bed and reached out to take his wrist:

"Gang Leader Liang, you are feeling sick, don't move, I will take your pulse."

Liang Xiucai stopped coughing and replied with a smile: "Sorry for bothering you, Brother Ye."

Ye Tianlong quickly felt Liang Xiucai's pulse. His brows wrinkled unconsciously, and then his expression became solemn.

The Eagles and the others had never seen Ye Tianlong like this before, and they couldn't help but feel anxious in their hearts: "Brother Ye, what happened to the gang leader's health?"

Ye Tianlong did not answer directly, but just stared at Liang Xiucai and asked:

"Have you been having frequent headaches and dizziness in the past few days, accompanied by symptoms such as visual rotation, nausea, and vomiting?"

Liang Xiucai's eyes lit up and he replied: "Yes, you are absolutely right."

Then he added: "The doctor said that I have gastrointestinal discomfort due to food incompatibility, and I will be fine in half a month!"

Ye Tianlong put his fingers on Liang Xiucai's waist again, poked him seven or eight times with quick movements, and then asked again:

"Sometimes there will be weakness on one side of the limbs, or difficulty in moving or holding objects, accompanied by muscle spasms and soreness. For example, half of the body is numb while sleeping?"

Liang Xiucai grabbed Ye Tianlong and said, "Brother Ye, how do you know?"

Yingying and Sister Feng were also extremely shocked. This was a situation that they didn't know: "Gang leader, do you have soreness and numbness in your limbs?"

Liang Xiucai nodded: "Sometimes, it's just that I started to think that it was a phenomenon caused by lying in bed for too long, so I didn't tell you."

He turned his head and looked at Ye Tianlong: "Brother Ye, you are better than a doctor. Everything you said is right. What kind of disease is this? Can it be cured?"

Ye Tianlong was thoughtful at first, then smiled lightly: "Only two people can cure this disease, and one of them is me."

At this point, he burst out laughing, avoiding answering what kind of disease this was, and waved his hand:

"Uncle Ying, prepare a tube of silver needles and alcohol for me."

"I want to give Gang Leader Liang acupuncture right away."

"Sister Feng, help me buy some Chinese medicine by the way, boil it into a concoction and bring it in."

He issued orders in rapid succession: "Remember, you have to handle these things yourself."

Eagle and Sister Feng nodded in unison: "Yes!"

Ye Tianlong immediately wrote down the specifications of the silver needles and the prescriptions to be brewed and gave them to the two of them respectively. Yingying and Sister Feng immediately took people to prepare.

During this break, Ye Tianlong examined Liang Xiucai again and read through the doctor's diagnosis and medications.

"Brother Ye, I bought something."

Half an hour later, Yingying and Sister Feng came back one after another. Ye Tianlong asked Sister Feng to boil the medicine directly in the room. Soon, the room was filled with a strong aroma of medicine.

Ye Tianlong took out the silver needle purchased by Eagle, sterilized it, picked up a slender bloodletting needle, and began to treat Liang Xiucai.

When Yingying and Sister Feng saw Ye Tianlong's technique, they immediately became more convinced.

"Ploppap!"

Ye Tianlong held the needle in one hand and without hesitation pricked the needle on Liang Xiucai's fingertip. While pricking it in with gentle force, he also asked the eagle to help squeeze out the blood.

After pricking his left hand and then his right hand, Ye Tianlong didn't stop until all ten fingers were pricked and blood beads as big as soybeans were squeezed out.

With their fingers linked to their hearts, Yingying and Sister Feng thought it would be painful, but Liang Xiucai just groaned, not much pain, which made them admire Ye Tianlong even more.

Without certain methods, how could this result be achieved?

After pricking his fingers, Ye Tianlong inserted needles into Liang Xiucai's earlobes and soles of his feet, releasing almost ten milliliters of blood each.

After struggling for almost two hours, Ye Tianlong took the silver needle back and slowly sterilized it in alcohol.

Yingying and Sister Feng were surprised to see that the alcohol first turned bright red with blood stains, and then turned into light black, slowly dissolving, and had a faint fishy smell.

The two subconsciously shouted: "Poisonous?"

Liang Xiucai also looked solemn: "How could this happen?"

"Bring the medicine here."

Ye Tianlong asked someone to bring the boiled Chinese medicine over and asked Liang Xiucai to drink it in one breath: "Don't stop, and don't be afraid of burning it."

Liang Xiucai frowned when he looked at the dark Chinese medicine and the unpleasant smell. He knew that drinking it was painful, but he knew that Ye Tianlong would not mess around, so he drank it without hesitation.

There was a gurgling sound in the throat, and a large porcelain bowl of Chinese medicine was finished in less than half a minute.

Liang Xiucai threw the bowl on the table and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, after you finish drinking, what should you do next..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Xiucai's expression changed, his abdomen tightened, his lips closed, and his throat squirmed, as if he had been drunk.

He subconsciously covered his stomach and mouth, looking as if a pregnant woman was overwhelmed with discomfort.

Eagle and Sister Feng both stepped forward: "Gang leader, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Tianlong pulled the two of them apart and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

"flutter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Xiucai opened his mouth. He couldn't control it anymore, and a jet of black water spurted out from his throat.

The water column was at least three meters away, leaving long traces on the ground. Because I hadn't eaten for many days, all the water sprayed out was the Chinese medicine I had just drank.

Liang Xiucai finished one round of vomiting, and soon his abdomen tightened and he started to vomit for the second round...

"flutter!"

Liang Xiucai vomited seven times in a row, completely emptying his stomach, and then fell on the bed with his head tilted, gasping for air.

At this moment, he looked like a dying fish, his eyes turned white.

And where he had stuck the silver needle, black beads the size of beans also seeped out.

"Gang leader!"

Yingying and Sister Feng stepped forward to support Liang Xiucai and greeted him with concern. They were relieved to see that he was fine. Then, they looked at Ye Tianlong again:

"Brother Ye, what on earth is going on?"

Ye Tianlong didn't speak. He just asked someone to take a pair of long tweezers, pulled them from the ground for a while, picked up a small black insect, and said lightly:

"Hammer Beetle."

Eagle and others were all shocked: "Hammer Beetle?"

"Burial worms, also known as corpse worms."

Ye Tianlong asked someone to bring a transparent glass jar and put the little finger-long insect in it.

Not only did the black bugs not languish in the jar, but they were full of energy, crawling around with centipede-like legs, which made Sister Feng's body goosebumps.

If she didn't think it had value, Sister Feng would have wanted to rush up and trample it to death: "Is it a corpse-eating thing?"

"But aren't it the eggs and maggots of flies that eat corpses?"

Eagle called a few servants to clean up the scene. One of the middle-aged women asked Ye Tianlong to take a closer look and felt that her temperament was a bit unique.

But he didn't pay too much attention. His attention was more on the zombies and Liang Xiucai.

Several servants quickly cleaned up and mopped the floor twice before bowing out respectfully.

The middle-aged woman stared at Ye Tianlong's back for a while, with an indescribable sharpness.