Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Immortal of Healing

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“Xuan’er. Tell me, good boy. Where does your belly hurt?”

In her previous life, she became immortal, was proficient in the art of medicine, and was reputed as the Immortal of Healing during her travels on earth for a thousand years.

The baby was poisoned. Toxic was eroding his young body. She wanted to cure him subconsciously so he would not suffer from the poison attack.

“Yuyu, I’ll wash your clothes first. Then, your father will come over to bring you down to eat later.”

Li Xiu’e threw the two children’s dirty clothes into the bathtub, picked up the tub, and went outside.

“Got it, Mother,” answered Su Qingluo sweetly, and she continued to focus on the baby.

“My belly hurts.” The little baby pointed his finger at his navel, teary-eyed.

“Xuan’er, be a good boy. Give me your hand. Let me check your wrist.”

Su Qingluo softly coaxed the little baby and held his wrist while he wondered why his sister wanted him to stretch his hand.

The bones of his wrist were well-defined, and the veins stood out. The grip on his wrist was light and almost weightless.

“Hey!”

She let out a sigh. And under the pretense of checking his pulse, she performed an Internal Vision Technique to probe his condition while a flash of golden light shone through her brow.

After a moment, her gaze revealed a few worries.

The poison in him was more serious than she imagined. Not only were the internal organs eroded by the toxin, but even his blood was not spared.

Purging the toxin from the blood was not an overnight success. She could only temporarily suppress the poison to keep it from expanding with her current spiritual power. She needed to find another way to cure it completely.

“Xuan’er, good boy. Lie in bed for a while. I’ll massage you, and your belly will not hurt later.”

Thinking of a temporary suppression method, she placed the soft and pitiful little baby in her arms on the bed and coaxed in a soft voice.

“Come on, arms and legs straight. Relax your muscles. Do not clench your fist. Take deep breaths and relax. Good, so good.”

As he seemed distracted by the pain in the belly, he did not cry this time but obediently obeyed. His thick and long eyelashes fluttered slightly from time to time, highlighting his unease.

Su Qingluo’s delicate little body sat on the bed, and her deft fingertips started to massage his acupuncture points, starting from the top of his head to the eight extra meridians.

Soft spiritual energy vanished into the acupuncture points and traveled along the eight extra meridians through the deft fingertips, suppressing the pain in his belly and expelling the toxins in his blood.

Feeling no more pain in the belly, the baby closed his eyes comfortably and soon fell asleep.

“Phew…”

Su Qingluo retracted her spiritual energy and let out a long breath, wiping away the cold sweat on her forehead.

She was still too young, and the spiritual energy stored in her elixir field was not enough to expel the toxins for a long time.

She put her pink face close to the little baby. Then, after making sure he was asleep, she took out a silver needle from the small basket, pierced one of his fingers, and squeezed out three drops of thick black poison blood.

The three drops of blood were the venom she expended all the spiritual energy in her elixir field to expel from his vein.

If she squeezed out three drops of poisonous blood every day, the little baby might have a chance of being cured after a year or longer.

“Yuyu, it’s time to eat.” Su Hu came to the door of her room and called his baby daughter to go downstairs for dinner.

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“Shhh, Dad, keep your voice down.”

Su Qingluo was so shocked that her heart jumped. She jumped off the bed in a hurry and ran barefoot to the door to stop him from entering the room. “Young brother is asleep. Don’t wake him up.”

“Oh, oh, okay.”

Following the direction of her finger, Su Hu glanced at the sleeping baby and immediately understood. He lowered his voice. “Do you go downstairs to eat, or shall I bring it up for you?”

“Father, please bring it up. I’ll eat in the room.” Su Qingluo lowered her voice and whispered to her father at the door.