Fortunately, Ninth Younger Brother's constitution was sturdy, and he was not bothered by fetal qi despite the hardships of travel by boat and carriage, otherwise he would have become the Mo Family's greatest sinner.
Now that Ninth Younger Sister had spoken, forbidding anyone from approaching the carriage, Mo Chuhan would stand guard here diligently for three days and three nights without sleep.
Looking at the silly Eighth Elder Brother, He Zhiran tried hard to restrain her smile.
"Alright, with elder brothers guarding me, I will definitely be able to calm my heart and research the antidote."
Mo Jiuye shut the carriage door again.
At the same time, He Zhiran's consciousness also entered the space to check things out.
It had been two hours now since she spoke with the Little Collector. He planned to look at his phone to see if there was any good news.
As soon as she opened her phone, she saw a message from the Little Collector.
[Fortunately I have not disappointed you. What you wanted has been obtained and can be put up for sale at any time.]
He Zhiran quickly replied: [I see it. Please hurry and put the serum up for sale.]
She received no more messages from the Little Collector, but there was a prompt of a new item in his shop.
He Zhiran quickly went to take a look, and sure enough, it was the serum she needed.
As usual, the asking price was one yuan.
He Zhiran knew that because this serum was so rare, the asking price had always been high.
If she remembered correctly, in her previous life she had gone to H City to help her teacher purchase a vial once, and the asking price at that time was 36,000 yuan for one vial.
36,000 yuan was no small sum even in modern times, and He Zhiran discovered that what the Little Collector was selling her for one yuan was not a single vial, but a whole box of ten vials.
That made the price 360,000 yuan.
In fact, He Zhiran did not know that this serum had already been discontinued in modern times, and the remaining stock had all increased wildly in price.
The ten vials of serum the Little Collector had purchased had cost a full 1 million yuan.
However, when it came to He Zhiran, he would never be stingy.
Although the two of them had a business relationship, they had also helped each other a great deal.
Therefore, he did not feel any heartache at all over the 1 million spent.
He Zhiran did not like taking advantage of others to begin with, and the Little Collector had helped her tremendously as well.
She suddenly remembered the few Night Illuminating Pearls that Mo Jiuye had left in the carriage.
Mo Jiuye had already explained their origins - they had all been secretly taken from Yuan Meng's Tomb.
Although these Night Illuminating Pearls were not as big as the ones they had taken from the Dashun Country Treasury, they were still considered the finest of the finest.
Thus, her consciousness quickly left the space, and she selected the largest one from her bundle to take into the space.
[Thank you for helping me so tremendously. Here is a surprise gift for you.]
After saying this, she smoothly photographed the Night Illuminating Pearl and listed it for sale in the shop.
Taobao appraised the Night Illuminating Pearl to be worth 10 million yuan, but He Zhiran only listed it for 5 million.
Then, she reminded the Little Collector: [This is a one of a kind good item, first come first served.]
After running her shop for a while, and given that all the antiques she sold were genuine, He Zhiran had earned herself a few loyal regular customers.
To prevent the Night Illuminating Pearl from being snapped up by others, she had to give a reminder.
Naturally, when the Little Collector heard there was a good item, he would not hesitate. Knowing He Zhiran was likely very busy on her end, he did not reply but directly purchased it.
Indeed, He Zhiran was very busy. After giving the reminder, she turned off her phone and entered the operating room with the serum the Little Collector had helped purchase.
At the moment, Mo Qing was lying on the operating table. Mo Jiuye had already cleaned his body once over.
However, the position Mo Qing was lying in made one's heart ache upon looking.
He was facing up with his back against the operating table, unable to straighten his legs which remained curled backwards.
He Zhiran had already explained earlier that Mo Qing's bent legs were caused by his bones and muscles deforming and atrophying after maintaining one position for too long.
This condition could slowly recover in the future through physical therapy.
It was only because his wife had a way to treat without endangering his father's life that Mo Jiuye readily accepted the situation.
Mo Qing's arms were still swaying back and forth. Mo Jiuye would periodically help hold them still.
Using this serum would be very painful if the person was conscious during the detoxification process.
Although Mo Qing had sealed away his past memories, he was not completely unconscious.
To spare him from suffering, He Zhiran chose to inject him with some anesthetics.
The anesthetics quickly took effect after entering Mo Qing's body, and he fell into deep sleep.
Next, He Zhiran mixed the serum with a certain amount of saline solution and administered it to Mo Qing intravenously.
After half an hour, all of the serum had been injected, and Mo Qing showed obvious reactions.
One of the arteries at his heart bulged slightly, only noticeable if examining carefully.
He Zhiran was staring at that spot in particular because she knew that symptoms would show during the detoxification process.
She watched as the slight bulge grew bigger, changing from barely noticeable at first to the size of a yellow bean-sized black bump.
As time passed, the little black bump also slowly enlarged, until it finally pierced the skin and became fingernail-sized, with black blood flowing out from the hole.
"Husband, prepare cotton balls and iodine."
Having been He Zhiran's assistant many times now, Mo Jiuye was very adept. At her reminder, it only took a few seconds for him to get the items ready.
With her pregnant belly so large, it was very inconvenient for He Zhiran to bend down. She could only continue instructing Mo Jiuye.
"Husband, after the black blood has finished flowing out, use the cotton balls and iodine to clean the surface until no more black blood can be seen."
The space taken up by this chronic poison in the body was small to begin with, and it was all concentrated in one area.
Therefore, the amount of black blood that flowed out of Mo Qing was not very much either.
This was also the only reason He Zhiran dared to attempt detoxification when he was so weak.
Otherwise, with Mo Qing's current physical condition, if he bled as much as Fifth Elder Brother had during his detox, it would certainly claim his life.
Before even considering whether the detox would succeed, just the excessive blood loss alone could kill him.
Mo Jiuye's technique was very proficient. He carefully helped his father clean away the blood stains from the wound.
Seeing him just about finished, He Zhiran had been thinking to apply some wound-healing medicine to speed up recovery before bandaging it up.
Suddenly, she heard Mo Jiuye cry out in surprise.
"Ranran, Father, he..."
From her understanding of Mo Jiuye's disposition, he was extremely steady. For him to make such a sound, something bad must have happened.
Unfortunately, from where she was standing, she could not see Mo Qing's wound clearly. Before Mo Jiuye could even finish speaking, she had swiftly changed positions.
She saw that at the small hole in Mo Qing's body opened up by the toxic blood, there was a fingernail-sized Gu worm going in and out.
That's right, in and out.
Not only was Mo Jiuye shocked by this scene, even He Zhiran was somewhat at a loss.
Fortunately, Ninth Younger Brother's constitution was sturdy, and he was not bothered by fetal qi despite the hardships of travel by boat and carriage, otherwise he would have become the Mo Family's greatest sinner.
Now that Ninth Younger Sister had spoken, forbidding anyone from approaching the carriage, Mo Chuhan would stand guard here diligently for three days and three nights without sleep.
Looking at the silly Eighth Elder Brother, He Zhiran tried hard to restrain her smile.
"Alright, with elder brothers guarding me, I will definitely be able to calm my heart and research the antidote."
Mo Jiuye shut the carriage door again.
At the same time, He Zhiran's consciousness also entered the space to check things out.
It had been two hours now since she spoke with the Little Collector. He planned to look at his phone to see if there was any good news.
As soon as she opened her phone, she saw a message from the Little Collector.
[Fortunately I have not disappointed you. What you wanted has been obtained and can be put up for sale at any time.]
He Zhiran quickly replied: [I see it. Please hurry and put the serum up for sale.]
She received no more messages from the Little Collector, but there was a prompt of a new item in his shop.
He Zhiran quickly went to take a look, and sure enough, it was the serum she needed.
As usual, the asking price was one yuan.
He Zhiran knew that because this serum was so rare, the asking price had always been high.
If she remembered correctly, in her previous life she had gone to H City to help her teacher purchase a vial once, and the asking price at that time was 36,000 yuan for one vial.
36,000 yuan was no small sum even in modern times, and He Zhiran discovered that what the Little Collector was selling her for one yuan was not a single vial, but a whole box of ten vials.
That made the price 360,000 yuan.
In fact, He Zhiran did not know that this serum had already been discontinued in modern times, and the remaining stock had all increased wildly in price.
The ten vials of serum the Little Collector had purchased had cost a full 1 million yuan.
However, when it came to He Zhiran, he would never be stingy.
Although the two of them had a business relationship, they had also helped each other a great deal.
Therefore, he did not feel any heartache at all over the 1 million spent.
He Zhiran did not like taking advantage of others to begin with, and the Little Collector had helped her tremendously as well.
She suddenly remembered the few Night Illuminating Pearls that Mo Jiuye had left in the carriage.
Mo Jiuye had already explained their origins - they had all been secretly taken from Yuan Meng's Tomb.
Although these Night Illuminating Pearls were not as big as the ones they had taken from the Dashun Country Treasury, they were still considered the finest of the finest.
Thus, her consciousness quickly left the space, and she selected the largest one from her bundle to take into the space.
[Thank you for helping me so tremendously. Here is a surprise gift for you.]
After saying this, she smoothly photographed the Night Illuminating Pearl and listed it for sale in the shop.
Taobao appraised the Night Illuminating Pearl to be worth 10 million yuan, but He Zhiran only listed it for 5 million.
Then, she reminded the Little Collector: [This is a one of a kind good item, first come first served.]
After running her shop for a while, and given that all the antiques she sold were genuine, He Zhiran had earned herself a few loyal regular customers.
To prevent the Night Illuminating Pearl from being snapped up by others, she had to give a reminder.
Naturally, when the Little Collector heard there was a good item, he would not hesitate. Knowing He Zhiran was likely very busy on her end, he did not reply but directly purchased it.
Indeed, He Zhiran was very busy. After giving the reminder, she turned off her phone and entered the operating room with the serum the Little Collector had helped purchase.
At the moment, Mo Qing was lying on the operating table. Mo Jiuye had already cleaned his body once over.
However, the position Mo Qing was lying in made one's heart ache upon looking.
He was facing up with his back against the operating table, unable to straighten his legs which remained curled backwards.
He Zhiran had already explained earlier that Mo Qing's bent legs were caused by his bones and muscles deforming and atrophying after maintaining one position for too long.
This condition could slowly recover in the future through physical therapy.
It was only because his wife had a way to treat without endangering his father's life that Mo Jiuye readily accepted the situation.
Mo Qing's arms were still swaying back and forth. Mo Jiuye would periodically help hold them still.
Using this serum would be very painful if the person was conscious during the detoxification process.
Although Mo Qing had sealed away his past memories, he was not completely unconscious.
To spare him from suffering, He Zhiran chose to inject him with some anesthetics.
The anesthetics quickly took effect after entering Mo Qing's body, and he fell into deep sleep.
Next, He Zhiran mixed the serum with a certain amount of saline solution and administered it to Mo Qing intravenously.
After half an hour, all of the serum had been injected, and Mo Qing showed obvious reactions.
One of the arteries at his heart bulged slightly, only noticeable if examining carefully.
He Zhiran was staring at that spot in particular because she knew that symptoms would show during the detoxification process.
She watched as the slight bulge grew bigger, changing from barely noticeable at first to the size of a yellow bean-sized black bump.
As time passed, the little black bump also slowly enlarged, until it finally pierced the skin and became fingernail-sized, with black blood flowing out from the hole.
"Husband, prepare cotton balls and iodine."
Having been He Zhiran's assistant many times now, Mo Jiuye was very adept. At her reminder, it only took a few seconds for him to get the items ready.
With her pregnant belly so large, it was very inconvenient for He Zhiran to bend down. She could only continue instructing Mo Jiuye.
"Husband, after the black blood has finished flowing out, use the cotton balls and iodine to clean the surface until no more black blood can be seen."
The space taken up by this chronic poison in the body was small to begin with, and it was all concentrated in one area.
Therefore, the amount of black blood that flowed out of Mo Qing was not very much either.
This was also the only reason He Zhiran dared to attempt detoxification when he was so weak.
Otherwise, with Mo Qing's current physical condition, if he bled as much as Fifth Elder Brother had during his detox, it would certainly claim his life.
Before even considering whether the detox would succeed, just the excessive blood loss alone could kill him.
Mo Jiuye's technique was very proficient. He carefully helped his father clean away the blood stains from the wound.
Seeing him just about finished, He Zhiran had been thinking to apply some wound-healing medicine to speed up recovery before bandaging it up.
Suddenly, she heard Mo Jiuye cry out in surprise.
"Ranran, Father, he..."
From her understanding of Mo Jiuye's disposition, he was extremely steady. For him to make such a sound, something bad must have happened.
Unfortunately, from where she was standing, she could not see Mo Qing's wound clearly. Before Mo Jiuye could even finish speaking, she had swiftly changed positions.
She saw that at the small hole in Mo Qing's body opened up by the toxic blood, there was a fingernail-sized Gu worm going in and out.
That's right, in and out.
Not only was Mo Jiuye shocked by this scene, even He Zhiran was somewhat at a loss.
