Madam Huangfu said with great excitement.
She almost knelt down for Ye Qingli.
These days, all the people infected with plague in Hongye City died one by one.
No matter how many famous doctors have come.
None of them can be saved.
Therefore, Mrs. Huangfu's heart has already given up hope.
"Xiao Wuyou's condition is more serious, but I think it should be 80% sure."
Ye Qingli said with some regret.
Because, in the carriage that came, she worked out a treatment plan.
However, after all, I have not practiced it, so I am not sure.
Therefore, she only said 80%.
I don't know if Mrs. Huangfu will be dissatisfied.
She looked at her apologetically.
However, at this time, Mrs. Huangfu had already wept with joy!
She rushed up quickly, grabbing Ye Qingli's arm.
"Miss Ye! Please, save your worries!"
"As long as you can save her, I will promise you no matter what!"
80%!
Ye Qingli also felt a little apologetic.
But only Mrs. Huangfu knows, what a powerful ratio this is!
Those famous doctors who were invited before, don't say 70%.
It's not even one in a thousandth!
And, without exception, take yourself in!
Now, Ye Qingli actually said that there is hope to cure Huangfu's worry-free disease!
How could this not make her cry with joy?
"It's not too late, I will give Xiaowuyou treatment immediately."
"However, you have to prepare something first."
"no problem!"
After talking, Ye Qingli came up with a list.
"Prepare according to the above, the more the better."
"Then, as I ordered, decorate this house ..."
"Well, forget it. Bring Xiaowuyou to my place and let me take care of her."
She said this.
Huangfu and his wife immediately looked at her with grateful eyes!
He nearly knelt down again and gave Ye Qingli his head.
This is a plague!
After getting it, the death rate is 100% plague!
A plague that everyone avoids!
Now, Ye Qingli has to take Huangfu carefree and take care of herself.
How much kindness is this?
Ye Qingli glanced at it, and they knew that they probably had trouble.
However, she did not have much time to explain.
In fact, this is not a plague.
It's just an illusion under the shadow of yin and yang.
"Okay, now, I am going to heal Xiao Wuyou."
Everyone immediately consciously flashed off.
Ye Qingli took out the gold needle.
Then she took a packet of powder from her arms again.
"Prepare a big wooden barrel."
"Everyone goes out, and my wife can stay."
Ye Qingli ordered quickly.
Everyone was sent away.
Then, she filled the big wooden barrel with hot water.
Remove the clothes in the backcourt.
Put her in a wooden barrel.
After sprinkling the powder, all the water in the entire barrel became green.
Then, Ye Qingli quickly took out the gold needle.
Stabbed in Huangfu's worry-free acupuncture points.
"Hi--"
Huangfu immediately groaned without worries.
Mrs. Huangfu was on the side, nervous not knowing what to do.
Ye Qingli glared at her.
"Don't stop, continue to add water."
The steaming water steamed with white mist.
It burned Huangfu's worry-free skin red.
Then, Ye Qingli's golden needle quickly punctured the big hole in her body.