C111 Four kinds of medicinal herbs

Song Qingyu was shocked by Zuo Linyi's trust.

In his heart, he was even more determined to check out Murong Ling's pulse.

Mu Rong Yan thought that since Zuo Lanyi was the one who said it, he would treat a dead horse like a living horse. He made a path for Song Qingyu and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

Murong Yan was a stubborn, stubborn person.

Song Qingyu took his pulse, but Mu Rong Yan just let her go through the formalities and didn't take it seriously.

Song Qingyu stepped forward to press his pulse and found that Murong Ling's pulse was different from normal people's. If she ignored Murong Ling's weak aura, and according to the smooth pulse, Murong Ling should be fine.

This strange situation?

After about half a cup of tea had passed, Song Qingyu suddenly thought of something. He hesitated for a second, then looked at Mu Rong Yan with a complicated expression, "Lord Mu Rong, there is a Gu in Ah Ling's body?"

Mu Rong Yan's face turned pale when he heard that. The light in his eyes suddenly turned cold as he gestured for everyone to leave.

In the blink of an eye, all of the servants and doctors in the room left.

His face turned pale with fright as he held Song Qingyu's hand.

They had invited so many doctors and prescribed all sorts of strange medicine. The Fu family knew very well that none of them knew about Murong Ling's illness. However, he could only hope that it would be effective.

Who would have thought that at such a young age, Song Qingyu would be able to point out the crux of the matter.

"How did you know?" "What happened to Ah Ling?"

"Auntie, don't worry." Song Qingyu had a complicated look in her eyes. According to her speculations, the Gu was being nurtured within the body since young. However, it was inevitable that it would obstruct the master for a long time. Moreover, this Gu won't be able to hold on for long.

"I once read in a book that there are people who were born terminally ill and would use the Life Continuing Gu to treat them. With the Gu around, the Gu died and the people died. But now it seemed that the Gu would not last half a year. I am not sure about how to use the Gu to treat my illness, so I do not dare to use it rashly.

Song Qingyu shared his thoughts with the Fu family.

She learned medicine from the Great Su Bai, and the source of this method was the Northern Desert. It was an area she had not touched. Only now did Song Qingyu realize that even though he thought he was skilled in medicine, he was actually nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

Madam Fu was right when she heard what Song Qingyu said. She also believed Song Qingyu's words. He was practically betting all his hopes on Song Qingyu.

"At that time, Dr. Liu personally planted the Gu in order to save Ah Ling. At that time, she was only two years old. He said that he would come to the mansion once every five years, but before that time period was up, Ah Ling suddenly began to have a sickness. "According to Ah Ling's current body, she won't be able to hold on for more than two years."

Song Qingyu put Murong Ling's hand back down and thought for a while before sincerely looking at Madam Fu, "I once saw in the books that since the Gu is used to prolong one's life, the key is the Gu. I know there are four types of medicine that can extend your life. "

"What is it?"

Song Qingyu's gaze was faint, but he still brought up the four ingredients. It wasn't because she knew, but because these four medicinal ingredients were all hard to find. Every single medicine was extremely beneficial to a person.

"Hundred years old Soothing Grass, Agarwood, Cultivating Essence, Buddha Grass."

Everyone was slightly startled.

These few medicines, let alone being rare once in a hundred years, he didn't even know where they were now.

Madam Fu sat on the bed and held Murong Ling's hand tightly. "If I knew that she would be suffering today, I wouldn't have …"

Mu Rong Yan interrupted her with a cold voice, "This is life. No matter what, I will do my best to find this medicine."

Song Qingyu's eyes lit up as he used a silver needle to seal a large acupuncture point on Mu Rong Ling's body, "I will first use this needle to stabilize Ah Ling's condition."

As for how long it would last, Song Qingyu wasn't sure.

After waiting for Song Qing and Yu Du's time, Murong Ling's expression relaxed for a moment. Song Qingyu's anxious heart relaxed. She wasn't sure if she could cure Murong Ling. Mu Rong Ling's illness was something that Song Qingyu had never seen before.

Song Qingyu didn't even tell Mu Rong Yan that she didn't know what disease Mu Rong Ling was suffering from. However, she was determined to maintain stability in her medical skills for the time being. Now, they were just waiting for the medicine to be introduced to Murong Ling.

Madam Fu could feel that Murong Ling's breathing had stabilized. She looked excitedly at Song Qingyu, and became even more determined that the medicine would save Murong Ling. But where was he supposed to find this medicine?

"As long as I am free, I will come to visit. As for the specific treatment method, I still need to think about it. " Song Qingyu said earnestly.

"Thank you very much this time." He took her hand.

Song Qingyu did not like the temperature of the palm, so he immediately retracted it awkwardly, "The most important thing right now is to find the medicine."

This was also a difficult matter for everyone to deal with.

Murong Yan frowned, thinking that he might need to put up a bounty.

"Hundred years old Soothing Grass, Chen Yin Fruit, and Cultivating Essence are all cold-blooded medicinal herbs. This prince has heard of them before. Among them, Chen Yin Guo was in the closest city, Yue Cheng. As for the buddha grass, this prince will also spread the news. Leave the matter of finding medicine to this prince. "

Song Qingyu paused for a moment. This medicine was extremely hard to find. Zuo Linyi actually knew where the other three had gone. Moreover, one of them was in Yue City. Yue City was close to the south of the Yangtze River. The water and soil were good, while the Chen Yin Guo was bitter and cold. It was incompatible with the climate there.

He looked at Zuo Linyi in confusion and reminded her, "This is not something that can be exchanged for just by relying on one's position of power. And even if we can find it, it might not be true. "

"This prince knows."

Zuo Linyi's voice was cold as he left. He didn't even look at Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu looked at him blankly. He seemed to be quite curious about the sudden change in personality.

While the Mu Rong family was bidding farewell and Song Qingyu was chasing after them. Zuo Linyi had disappeared long ago.

"Miss, what are you looking for?"

Song Qing Yu came back to his senses and shook his head.

Song Manor.

Song Qingyu returned in a hurry, and the manservant handed a letter to Song Qingyu.

"Miss, the messenger from King Yu's Mansion just delivered a letter to Miss. Please open it."

A letter from Zuo Liyu?

Song Qingyu caught the letter.

The manservant bowed and immediately retreated to the side. He lowered his head and submissively opened up a path, then flattered, "Eldest Miss is now in great health."

Song Qingyu slowly stepped through the tall doorway. Nannan's sharp eyes recognized it at a glance. This was the tactless little servant that she thought they were ghosts. Now that he was flattering her, Nannan really despised him.

Song Qingyu did not take the matter seriously and slowly walked in.

Nannan followed closely behind Song Qingyu, glaring coldly at the servant. The manservant forced out a smile and handed a silver ingot to Nannan.

"Miss Nannan, last time, I offended you." Miss Nannan does not remember this lowly one, so don't bother with this lowly one. "

Nannan waved her hands in disgust.

The servant held the silver in his hands fearfully, and said with a pained heart, "This is my entire family's treasure. "If Miss Nannan does not like it, then so be it."

The corner of Nannan's mouth twitched, "It's just a silver ingot that you treasure."