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Chapter 242

Quan Shenglan walked to Mu Zhao and opened behind Mu Zhao's ears.

If you are infected with a Gu, as long as it is an ordinary Gu insect, a black line that appears behind the human ears within three hours after it penetrates into the human body. After three hours, it will be difficult to see it. It will be even more difficult to confirm it at that time.

"I checked it out, there was nothing behind my ears. It shouldn't be a bug!" Sanzi looked at Quan Shenglan and said softly, "But, if the wife was not a bug, why can't she wake up until now?"

Quan Shenglan tapped Tan Mu Zhao's forehead and saw no high fever. He looked back at Sanzi: "What do those doctors say?"

"I just say that my wife has a stable connection and no serious health, and there are even more unreliable people who say that my wife is just asleep! There are no sleeping people who can't wake up!" Sanzi said, and she was a little annoyed, "They are all guys who don't know the east, west, south and north!"

Quan Shenglan refused and looked back at Yiqing: "Go and see, why haven't Qingqiu come back yet!"

"Yes, Miss." Yiqing responded quickly and trotted out. When he was anxious, he collided with Qingqiu who had just pushed the door open.

Yiqing is tall and stronger than Qingqiu. When Yiqing hits so quickly, Qingqiu is knocked to the ground and covers her head for a long time and can't get up: "Yiqing, what are you doing, what are you anxious about? Why don't you understand the rules at all?"

Yiqing was a little scared when she knocked Qingqiu down. Now when Qingqiu said that, she stood there in a daze, looking at a loss.

The door was pushed open again, revealing the white pigeon's head wrapped in white cloth and Song Yanran's big eyes. Bai pigeon saw Qingqiu who fell on the ground and couldn't get up. He quickly walked up to help Qingqiu up: "Let you not be anxious, don't be anxious, you must come here in a hurry, you will fall!"

"I'm so anxious to call me over, what's wrong?" Song Yanran slowly walked to Quan Shenglan, but her eyes were staring at Mu Zhao lying on the bed.

"Look at my mother, I'm unconscious, I don't know what's wrong?" Quan Shenglan stood up and pushed Song Yanran to sit down on Mu Zhao's bed.

Sanzi looked around for no reason, but she knew that Quan Shenglan was not a person who had no rules in doing things, so she didn't say anything, just stood quietly and watched.

Song Yanran paused and took out Mu Zhao's slender hand from under the quilt. She did not take Mu Zhao's pulse first like a doctor next to her, but picked up Mu Zhao's hand and touched Mu Zhao's texture inch by inch. If Song Yanran hadn't looked like a child now, Sanzi would have grabbed her collar and scolded her "Dengtuzi".

"Needle bag." Song Yanran stretched out her hand.

Qingqiu, who was still rubbing his forehead, immediately walked over and took out a needle bag and handed it to Song Yanran.

Song Yanran unfolded the needle bag, took out a slightly thicker silver needle, then pinched Mu Zhao's index finger, and picked out a silver-white worm.

"water!"

Sanzi, who was standing beside her, quickly brought a bowl of clear water and put it in front of Song Yanran.

Song Yanran put the needle into the water, and the worm fell to the bottom of the water, and then slowly floated up. The worm obviously died early, but I don’t know why it was hidden in Song Yanran’s fingers.

When the worm floated on the water, Song Yanran put down the silver needle and began to take Mu Zhao's pulse.
Chapter completed!
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