Upon hearing this, Nangong Yichen's gaze turned cold, and he was somewhat surprised. She had her arm chopped while trying to save Chu Junyu? He looked at her arm; he hadn't paid attention before, but now he noticed a knife scar on it. Women all care about their appearance, yet she didn't mind this scar at all. Watching Chu Junyu gently touch her wound with concern, she even showed a happy smile. Suddenly, Nangong Yichen felt a stir in his heart. He stepped forward twice, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something to Chu Lingzhi but hesitated.
Perceptive Chu Lingzhi looked up and smiled warmly at Nangong Yichen. "Little treasure, are you as worried about Mommy as Big Treasure is?" "Mm." Nangong Yichen wasn't good at expressing himself, unlike Chu Junyu who had a sweet tongue. He responded with a hint of awkwardness in his expression. "Having your concern is enough for Mommy." Even without medicine, the wound would heal on its own.
Nangong Yehen stood up and walked over to Chu Junyu. "Kid, move to the other side." "Okay!" Chu Junyu got up and moved to the other side, leaving this spot for Daddy. "Finished picking one hand so quickly?" Chu Lingzhi asked in surprise. Nangong Yehen gave her a cool glance. "Do you think your hand is a cactus?" Chu Lingzhi: "..." She blinked. Had she done or said something wrong? Why did his tone sound like he'd eaten gunpowder?
About five minutes later, Nangong Yehen had removed all the thorns and disinfected her wounds. For the deeper cuts, he even applied band-aids. With her injuries taken care of, it was time to start treating Nangong Yehen's cold poison. Chu Lingzhi asked Huo Luan to prepare the tent in case Nangong Yehen passed out and needed to be moved inside. She chose to administer the treatment in the mountains because the air was fresh, allowing Nangong Yehen to rest well, and also because she didn't want the villagers to know how skilled her medical techniques were, fearing they might become suspicious of her.
Her treatment method was taught by her grandfather, so naturally, it resembled his techniques. Nangong Yehen found a relatively flat spot to lie down. Chu Lingzhi took out silver needles and inserted them into his Tianshu acupoint, Guanyuan acupoint, Yifeng acupoint, and the second Lidui acupoint... Applying needles to these points could help disperse the poison in his body and prevent the snake venom from entering his bloodstream or spreading to his organs. After securing all the needles in place, Chu Lingzhi instructed Huo Luan to position the snake's mouth against Nangong Yehen's neck. As soon as the snake's mouth touched Nangong Yehen's skin, it bit down.
Chu Lingzhi remembered the moment Nangong Yehen was bitten by the snake years ago—he screamed in pain and then fell unconscious. She thought the same would happen this time. Instead, Nangong Yehen furrowed his brows tightly, enduring the pain, with veins bulging on his forehead and neck. His refined face twisted slightly, causing Chu Junyu and Nangong Yichen, watching nearby, great concern. They worried whether he might suddenly die from the snake venom. This white-headed frog was the most venomous snake in the world; Mommy was really bold to treat him this way. After the snake bit Nangong Yehen, Chu Lingzhi manipulated the silver needles. She pushed each needle once, then took out a sharp knife and made a cut on Nangong Yehen's palm. Suddenly, blood gushed from the wound. Chu Lingzhi looked at Huo Luan. "Force the blood out along his arm." Huo Luan complied without a word. She made another cut on the other palm and forced the blood out from the wound along his arm. Nangong Yehen's lips gradually changed from a normal red to a dark purple.