The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

Chapter 1192 – So Similar!

‘It is only natural that Wang Niu Niu remains unresigned. Since Madam is on her deathbed, it will be fine even if they enter to take a look.’

The two maids did not believe that this woman could cure such a chronic condition. Even the famous Doctor Zhou had no solutions.

That was why the two maids stopped in their tracks.

Huan Qing Yan lamented at that moment.

When she first crossed over and arrived at the Huan Estate, her meek mother and young brother were also being plotted against. She, a lone young lady, have to face against the horde of relatives that acted like jackals and wolves...

That situation was too similar to what Wang Niu Niu was facing currently!

From the looks of it, although this young girl has a bad temper, she possessed a competitive spirit and stubborn character. She was also kindhearted and has a sharp mind; she understood the need to seek help from outside.

At that time, Huan Qing Yan was already fifteen, but Wang Niu Niu was only four or five years old. To be able to reach this far could be considered very difficult.

“Auntie, my mother is inside here.” Wang Niu Niu pushed open the door after seeing that the maids had retreated.

The moment Huan Qing Yan entered, a thick mustiness assaulted her face.

Huan Qing Yan used her divine sense to check the person on the bed. The latter only have a shred of vitality left and was hovering between life and death.

The situation was much more severe than she had expected!

Huan Qing Yan quickly reached the side of the bed.

A pale and skinny woman was lying on the bed, her lips were dark grey with dark circles around her eyes. The hand that was exposed outside the blanket looked like an old woman, skin and bones and heavily wrinkled.

Anyone would feel heartache at this scene.

Wang Niu Niu started crying. Her small body leaned against the bed as she gripped her mother’s hand tightly, “Mother, Mother...”

She was choked with sadness and unable to speak more.

“Child, don’t cry, let me take a look first.” Huan Qing Yan sat on the bedside and felt the pulse of Madam Wang.

She sent her spirit energy into the body and noticed that the meridians and blood vessels were in a mess.

“Ding! The patient is inflicted by a slow-acting poison called Decay Silk Powder. The odourless and traceless poison will cause the inflicted to feel constantly dizzy, resulting in them to be in an unconscious state for an extended period... This patient has been poisoned for nearly six years, the poison has already invaded all her internal organs. She is in the late stage of the poison...”

Huan Qing Yan’s expression sank.

At that moment, Ji Mo Ya also spoke to her with his divine sense, “It seems like this Madam was poisoned?”

“Yes! She is poisoned by Decay Silk Powder. This type of poison seems to be meant for Spirit Masters? Did a Spirit Master visit Nameless Town in the past? Husband, do we still save her? What if we get discovered after we saved her?” Huan Qing Yan felt that this town was a pretty nice place, it was also where they discovered that special stone which was beneficial to Little Treasure.

If someone discovered them, the family would have to relocate.

Ji Mo Ya replied, “Dear wife, I will support your decision.”

“Okay.” Huan Qing Yan decided to save the woman. So be it if their family has to relocate. It cannot be compared to a life.

Besides, Wang Niu Niu was just too pitiful.

Huan Qing Yan also felt that fate had a hand in this. The mother and daughter pair have quite a fate with her family. She saw no reason not to save the mother.

After Huan Qing Yan made her decision, she took out some Well Water from the dimension.

The Well Water within her dimension could even deal with Corpse Poison. It should be as effective against this Decay Silk Powder.

This type of poison would be incurable in the hands of mortals, but when in front of High-Rank Spirit Masters, this was nothing much.

Huan Qing Yan fed the Well Water to Madam Wang...

As Madam Wang could no longer ingest anything in her current state, Huan Qing Yan used spirit energy to slowly guide the water; drop by the drop, down Madam Wang’s throat.