Tang Ning sighed lightly: "The poison has been suppressed, but it is not so easy to remove it for a while. Another thing is that my grandfather has not woken up, and I don't know if there are any other symptoms. Now I will help him release blood and poison first, let's talk about it!"

"Don't worry too much." Mo Ye patted her shoulder and said, then he saw the man named Erliang coming in with Qingshui.

"Young Master, the water is coming." Erliang stepped forward and put the clear water on the chair, and stood aside.

Tangning took her grandfather's hand, took out a knife and cut her middle finger. The red and black blood immediately overflowed. She immediately pulled his hand into the basin of clear water, and her other hand condensed spiritual power and forced him to extricate the suppressed poison in his body.

The clear water in the basin gradually turned dark red. If you look closely, you can still see that the dark red water was lying on the dark red water...

After about a stick of incense, Tang Ning took back his hand, and at the same time pulled her grandfather's hand from the basin, bandaged the knife mark on his finger, and said to Mo Ye: "I'll study what kind of poison is so that I can remove the venom from the roots. You will take care of my grandfather."

"Ye." Mo Ye responded, and saw her pick up the basin of water, walk to another room outside, take out the tools from the space, and extract poison from the water.

Mo Ye asked Dazhuang to wipe Tang Lao's body, then changed his clothes, and then stood there to close his eyes and regurgitate his breath, while the two men were sent to the yard outside to wait.

In the evening, the old village chief asked someone to cook the meal and delivered it. Da Zhuang and Erliang saw that the people in the two rooms had never come out. Now it was time to eat, and they were going to call the door but they didn't have the courage.

"Dazhuang, go and call."

"I dare not."

Da Zhuang was a little timid and said, "The young man in black seemed to be practicing. If he disturbed him, would he be angry? What should we do if he vented his anger at that time?"

"Probably not! I see he is very kind to your grandfather." Erliang said, looking at the food, and said, "You go and call! Otherwise, the food will be cold in a while."

Seeing this, Dazhuang took a deep breath, patted his chest, and then said, "Okay, I'll go and call." He walked up to the closed door. He raised his hand and wanted to knock on the door, but when he saw the door creaking and opened. The young man in black robe stood by the door with a faint expression and was looking at him.

"Honey, dude, young master, eat, eat, eat..." Dazhuang was so nervous that he stuttered when he was stared at by those deep and majestic gazes.

"Ye." Mo Ye responded lightly, walked out and sat down at the wooden table in the yard.

Seeing this, Erliang hurriedly stepped forward and took away the lid, and asked again: "Young master, do you need to ask him to have a meal?"

"No need." He looked down on the food on the table and saw that there was another chicken soup, and said, "Cover this soup and put it on the stove and warm it up. Just give it to her for a while."

"Okay." Seeing this, Erliang stepped forward and took the chicken soup away and took it to the stove to warm it.

Seeing that the man named Dazhuang stood aside nervously, Mo Ye said, "You guys go for dinner too!"

"Okay, then, I'll come over after I go to have a meal." Dazhuang said, and ran to the opposite door.
Chapter completed!