Chapter 386 - 383: No Need for Poisonous Tongue to Kill Me

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Chapter 386: Chapter 383: No Need for Poisonous Tongue to Kill Me To apply acupuncture, one must strip off their overcoat, leaving only their inner garments and trousers. Jing Xiaosi turned bright red with embarrassment, while on the other hand, Qin Liuxi, with a teacup in hand, took a sip and glanced over, utterly unconcerned by the other’s bashfulness. Xiong Er couldn’t stand by and watch, so he took the initiative, saying, "What’s with the dilly-dallying, acting like a woman?" Jing Xiaosi wasn’t as big as him, and in a flash, Xiong Er had removed his clothes and pushed him onto the couch. Only then did Xiong Er turn to Qin Liuxi and ask, "Should I remove his shirt too?" "Just like this is fine." Qin Liuxi put down her teacup; she had her own silver needles, and the rest could be used from the Wuyang Clan Leader’s supplies. She washed her hands, dried them with a handkerchief, and then had Xiong Er ready a basin to wait on the side. Next, she took out a bottle from her cloth bag, poured out a vermilion-colored Elixir Pill, and fed it to Jing Xiaosi. Jing Xiaosi asked, "What’s this?" "It won’t kill you; it helps detoxify and move Qi." Qin Liuxi stuffed it into his mouth. As the Elixir Pill slid into his throat, so smooth that before he could even resist, it had dissolved. If it were poison, he thought, he’d be dead by now. Jing Xiaosi’s complexion fluctuated with unease, but Qin Liuxi ignored this and opened her needle bag. First, she located the acupoint, then turned to see Jing Xiaosi tensing up. She said, "Relax. It’s just acupuncture; there’s no need to be tense." Jing Xiaosi himself wanted to relax, but his illness was due to his stepmother’s poisoning. Hence, he naturally resisted and was wary of women, especially beautiful ones, feeling deep down that they had ulterior motives. He closed his eyes, stubbornly trying to ignore Qin Liuxi in order to relax, but the faint scent of medicine that accompanied her approach made it even harder to ignore. Jing Xiaosi grew increasingly irritable when suddenly a chanting of scriptures echoed in his ears, archaic and weighty, as if coming from the heavens, soothing and ringing at his side, and he gradually relaxed. "Young Master Jing, I’m going to apply the needles now; it might hurt a bit, just relax," said Qin Liuxi. No sooner had her words fallen when the fine needle already pierced into his Bai Hui acupoint. Jing Xiaosi: "?" What did she just say? He felt his shirt being lifted, and Qin Liuxi’s slightly warm fingers touched his chest, followed quickly by a needle entering the Shen Cang acupoint. He felt no pain. Jing Xiaosi completely relaxed. Xiong Er stood by the whole time, staring intently; before he could see how Qin Liuxi was applying the needles, they were already inserted into the acupoints on Xiao Si’s body, too quick to perceive. He was initially skeptical, but seeing Qin Liuxi’s steady and swift needling, his doubts dissipated, replaced by astonishment. So young, yet her needling was both stable and accurate, had she started studying medicine from childhood? Unaware of Xiong Er’s thoughts, Qin Liuxi swiftly inserted the fine needles one by one into the acupoints such as Liangmen, Xia Wan, Shuifen, and Daheng acupoint, then gently twisted and kneaded the needles, lifting and reinserting them. Jing Xiaosi let out a muffled groan; he could feel the pain. Qin Liuxi paid no attention and continued to insert needles into his Shenmen, Ququan, and three yin intersection, finishing with a needle at Qi Sea. At each acupoint, she lightly lifted and twisted the end of the needle, waiting until all the needles were in place; the needles on Jing Xiaosi’s body were trembling gently. "Miss Qin, how come the needles are moving by themselves?" Xiong Er asked. Qin Liuxi explained, "His body is suffering from a chronic hidden disease caused by the accumulation of poisonous insect venom. That’s why he has stomach distention and pain, and his intestines are congested, leading to blockages. The needle technique I’ve employed is called ’even supplementation and reduction,’ which first expels pathogenic Qi and then replenishes True Qi, adjusting yin and yang and promoting circulation." Xiong Er gave a sheepish smile, "I don’t understand a word you said." Jing Xiaosi felt a stream of Qi rising from the soles of his feet through to his limbs and reaching the Heaven Spirit cover. It then fell back, causing tingling, soreness, and a fine sweat on his body. Hearing Qin Liuxi’s words, he opened his eyes to look over. Qin Liuxi said, "Whether you understand or not isn’t important; as long as it’s beneficial, that’s all that matters." She glanced at Jing Xiaosi and acerbically remarked, "At least in the future, you won’t die blocked up with a belly full of shit." Jing Xiaosi closed his eyes, thinking, If you want to kill me, do it openly; there’s no need for biting sarcasm. Xiong Er wanted to say something, but saw Qin Liuxi stepping back a few steps, covering her nose with her hand, and he was stunned for a moment. Puff, puff, puff. Xiong Er: "!!!" He leapt back in several bounds and yelled, "It stinks! Jing Xiaosi, you could’ve at least said something before you farted." The red-faced Jing Xiaosi: I was asleep, I didn’t know anything. One quarter of an hour after the needles were left in, Qin Liuxi removed them, and Xiong Er held a basin at the ready. Xiong Er didn’t understand, but he quickly did. As soon as the needles were out, Jing Xiaosi felt his stomach roiling, something rushing up, wanting to vomit. Qin Liuxi pushed Xiong Er over: "He’s going to throw up." Splash. Jing Xiaosi turned his head and vomited a mouthful of black blood into the basin, it wasn’t just one mouthful, but another followed. Xiong Er, frightened, had his hands shaking while holding the basin, and looked towards Qin Liuxi: "Miss Qin, what’s wrong with him?" "Blood like this, it’s better out than in," Qin Liuxi said, looking at the thick dark blood in the basin, "Don’t worry, it’ll stop as he keeps vomiting." Xiong Er: "..." Indeed, after vomiting several mouthfuls of blood, Jing Xiaosi couldn’t vomit anymore, with a thread of sticky blood still at the corner of his mouth, appearing wilted, but strangely, his body seemed not so heavy anymore. Was it an illusion? He sat up and felt around, indeed feeling much lighter. He looked at Qin Liuxi, his eyes filled with deep thought. An hour later, the Clan Leader had already brought over a bowl of warm herbal soup. "Good heavens, what is this stuff? It’s both fishy and stinky," Xiong Er glanced at it and turned pale, jumping away while pinching his nose. That sea bowl-sized herbal soup was dark and gave off a strong fishy and foul smell. Remembering what Qin Liuxi said, about the animal’s lower palace blood, Jing Xiaosi’s already pale face turned even paler, no, he wanted to throw up again. Wuyang had already handed it over: "Young Master Jing, good medicine tastes bitter, it’s beneficial. Just drink it down and let it all out." Jing Xiaosi’s hands were shaking. Seeing this, Xiong Er took the soup and stepped forward: "Brother, I’ll pour it for you." "No need," Jing Xiaosi took it from his hand, closed his eyes, and gulped it down. The taste that was fishy, stinky, and bitter flowed down his throat to his stomach, Jing Xiaosi swore to himself that he never wanted to taste this again. After finishing the bowl of medicine, he felt so uncomfortable that he coughed and wanted to throw up, and his tears and snot were choking out. Looking at him in his pitiful state, Xiong Er also felt distressed and patted his shoulder: "Once you get through this, you’ll be fine." Before Jing Xiaosi could say anything, he felt a churning and twisting pain in his intestines, something rushing downwards, and his face suddenly changed color. He quickly jumped out of bed, but because his legs were weak, he almost tumbled. "What’s the matter?" Qin Liuxi smiled and said, "Help him to the back." Jing Xiaosi, holding his backside, whispered, "Hurry." Xiong Er had no choice but to half carry and half drag him to the back, where a toilet bucket had already been prepared. Jing Xiaosi couldn’t wait, pulling down his trousers and red in the face with effort, he pushed and, thud, a torrent of diarrhea followed. Xiong Er gave a yell and rushed out from the inner hall.

Chapter 386 - 383: No Need for Poisonous Tongue to Kill Me

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