Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Exquisite Medical Skills 1

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“Xuan’er, sweetheart, tell your sister, where does your tummy hurt?”

In her previous life, she became an immortal and was proficient in medical skills. She traveled in the human world for thousands of years, and left a beautiful name of Bare-Hand Medical Immortal.

Little Baby was poisoned, his young body invaded. She subconsciously wanted to cure him and didn’t want the small child to suffer from pain again.

“Sister Yu, your mother is going to wash your clothes, and your father will come later to call you for dinner.”

Li Xue’e threw the two children’s dirty clothes into the tub and carried the tub outside.

“Got it, Mother.”

Su Qingluo sweetly replied and continued to focus on Little Baby.

“My tummy hurts.”

Little Baby pointed to his navel with teary eyes.

“Xuan’er, be good, stretch out your hand and let your sister feel your wrist.”

Su Qingluo gently coaxed Little Baby, taking advantage of his confusion, and held his wrist.

The wrist bones were distinct, the veins were bulging, and it was so light in her hand that it barely had any weight.

“Sigh ! ”

She sighed softly between her lips and teeth. Borrowing the name of checking his pulse, she flashed a golden light between her eyebrows, applying the Inner Vision Technique to examine his illness.

In a moment, her eyes showed a trace of solemnity.

The poison in the Little Baby was more serious than she had imagined. Not only were his internal organs corroded by the poison, but even his blood was not spared.

To remove the poison from his blood was not an overnight effort. With her current spiritual power, she could only temporarily suppress it and prevent it from expanding. She needed to find another way to cure it completely.

“Xuan’er, be good and lie down on the bed for a while. Your sister will massage you, and your tummy won’t hurt anymore.”

Having thought of a temporary suppression method, she placed the soft and pitiful little baby on the bed, gently coaxing him.

“Here, stretch your arms and legs straight, relax your muscles, don’t clench your fists, take deep breaths, and relax. Great, you are very good.”

Perhaps the pain in his tummy distracted Little Baby, who was not crying this time, and obeyed her instructions. His dense and long eyelashes quivered a few times from time to time, highlighting his anxiety.

Su Qingluo sat on the bed with her petite body, skillfully pressing on Little Baby’s acupuncture points from the top of his head, along the Eight Extra -Meridians.

A soft spiritual power entered the acupuncture points through her fingertips, traveling along the Eight Extra-Meridians, suppressing the pain in his stomach, and driving out the poison in his blood.

When his tummy no longer hurt, Little Baby closed his eyes comfortably and fell asleep soon afterward.

“Phew…”

Su Qingluo withdrew her spiritual power, took a long breath, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She was still too young; the spiritual power stored in her Golden Core was not enough to support a long-term expulsion of toxins.

The delicate little face leaned close to Little Baby, and when she was sure he was asleep, she took a silver needle from a small basket, pricked one of his fingers, and squeezed out three drops of dark, poisonous blood.

The three drops of poisonous blood were expelled from his poison-infested veins after she had exhausted all the spiritual power in her Golden Core.

If she could squeeze out three drops of poisonous blood every day, Little Baby might have a chance to recover in a year and a half.

“Sister Yu, it’s time to eat.”

Su Hu came to the door of the guest room and called his precious daughter downstairs for dinner.

“Shh, Dad, keep it down.”

Su Qingluo jumped from the bed in surprise, rushed to the door barefoot, and stopped him from entering the room: “My little brother is asleep, don’t wake him up.”

“Oh, alright.”

Su Hu glanced at the soundly sleeping Little Baby, lowered his voice in understanding, and whispered, “Do you want to eat downstairs, or should I bring it up to you?”

“Bring it up, Dad, I’ll eat in the room.”

Su Qingluo also whispered, both of them engaged in a quiet conversation at the door..