Su Li looked at Miss Hong with tears streaming down her cheeks, and reached out to push away her hand that was holding her.

"If you don't let me in, your brother will really be hopeless."

Miss Hong's eyes were stunned and she looked at Su Li blankly. What was she talking about? She meant that her brother could still be saved, right?

"Miss Su——"

Zhao Yuan and Li Ruoji both ran out with their robes in hand and saluted her. Su Li nodded in return, and then the group hurried towards the courtyard of Hongzhantang.

Hong Mansion was filled with mourning, and the cries shook the sky.

White mourning has even begun, and the entire Hong Mansion has become gloomy and sad.

Hong Zhantang's body was placed in his main hall. The close relatives of the Hong family were so heartbroken that they fainted several times. Mr. Hong seemed to have aged more than ten years in an instant. In an hour, most of his hair had turned gray.

Su Li quickly walked over, squatted beside Hong Zhantang, raised her hands and applied them on his neck, wrists, chest, feet... and so on, a total of six pulse points.

"What is she here for?"

When Mr. Hong saw that he was from the Su family, his voice was cold and full of hatred. Zhao Yuan quickly raised his hand to signal Mr. Hong to stop talking. Li Ruogei hurried over, helped Mr. Hong sit down, and whispered in his ear.

What.

Mr. Hong's eyes immediately filled with tears and his lips trembled. He wanted to ask Su Li, but he was afraid of shocking her.

Su Li gave Hong Zhantang a total of eighteen silver needles to hang his pulse.

There is only one pulse left, and when this pulse stops, he will die completely.

"go out."

She spoke coldly while treating her. Mrs. Hong listened to her words and hurriedly stood up holding the maid's hand, raised her hand and said quickly.

"Get out, get out, get out."

Su Li glanced at Zhao Yuan, who nodded and sent everyone away, then closed the door and turned back.

Su Li collected ten silver coins and left six on his head.

"Take off his clothes."

After all, some needles are difficult to apply through clothes. Her needle skills are not very exquisite, so be careful.

Zhao Yuan also knew that he could not care about the difference between men and women at this moment, so he stripped Hong Zhantang down to only a pair of midriff trousers.

After Su Li injected the needle with the medicine, she held Hong Zhantang's hand and applied the wisteria technique into his body.

The toxin has spread to his internal organs. If he hadn't been in good health and had a stronger resistance, he might not be able to recover.

"As soon as something happened to him, we immediately sent people to look for you, but we searched all over the capital and couldn't find you. The doctor had nothing to do. We thought to ourselves, Zhantang really can't escape this time."

Su Li nodded. She was tightly entangled by the Imperial Master, so naturally no one could find her.

Fortunately, the sky has eyes and did not let him die.

The Wisteria Technique cleaned out the toxins in his body over and over again, and the treatment lasted for more than an hour. It was not until all the internal energy in Su Li's body was exhausted, and she seemed to be about to collapse, that she stopped.

After taking out all the silver needles, Su Li breathed a sigh of relief knowing that his pulse had completely recovered.

Zhao Yuan helped her up, and Su Li thanked her.

"I'll give you two prescriptions and treat it for a few days, then you'll be fine. It's getting late and I have to go back home."

"I'll send someone to take you back -"

Zhao Yuan hurriedly opened the door and called two maids in, helping Su Li to stand up. When Su Li stood up, her vision went dark and she almost fell over. Zhao Yuan was shocked when he saw her like this.

Su Li shook her head.

"It's okay, it's just a temporary exhaustion. You'll be fine after a while."
Chapter completed!