"Girl Ling, where is boy Yuan? Is he not with you?"

"He is outside. He and I came to the fifth heaven together. We have been here for a while. We passed by Fufeng City and heard the news about the Rose Goddess Flower. Naturally, we wanted to join in the fun. And now, we met you, didn't we?"

"You want to reach the fifth level so quickly? How did you get through the barrier?" Huo Yang couldn't help but be curious. He knew that Ling seemed to have just broken through to the God King level not long ago, and that Yuan might not have broken through yet, so how did they dare to reach the fifth level?

Could it be that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger? But this is too fierce!

"With great strength, miracles happen. Everything is possible." Fu Ling'er said vaguely. But Huo Yang looked clear. He always thought that Fu Ling'er was a bit mysterious. It was hard to say what was impossible when he met Fu Ling'er.

If she said there was an adventure, then there was an adventure.

The head of the Luo family and his wife were very anxious when they saw the two of them chatting. They didn't dare to interrupt them for a long time. In the end, Luo Qingmo on the bed coughed twice to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Mo'er, how are you? Is there anything wrong? Brother Huo, I heard from this girl that she is a doctor, so I want her to help take care of Mo'er. Oh, by the way, the roselle was also picked by this girl. I just brought her into the mansion."

"Oh? Ling girl, did you really see the Luoshen Flower?"

"Replacement guaranteed."

"Hahaha, I knew that with you taking action, nothing would be impossible. Brother Luo. With Ling girl here, Qingmo's poison will be solved quickly. You and your sister-in-law don't have to worry."

"Oh? Really? Then Miss Ling, please show Mo'er again." Since she praised this girl so much, Mrs. Luo could not wait to let Fu Ling'er show her daughter.

"Don't worry, Madam Luo. Now that I'm here, I won't stand idly by. After all, Uncle Huo is my respected senior. Uncle Huo, please tell me about Miss Luo's specific situation later."

"Okay, okay, I'm very grateful. Please come this way, please come this way," the head of the Luo family and Madam Luo were very excited and quickly let Fu Ling'er sit in front of Luo Qingmo's bed.

Fu Ling'er took Luo Qingmo's pulse and checked it carefully. She was concentrating on checking the pulse, but Luo Qingmo was staring at Fu Ling'er's face in a daze.

This must be a goddess. There is such a beautiful woman in the world. Her clear eyes are so incredible.

As she watched, she suddenly felt ashamed of herself. She knew that she looked terrible now. She should have shown her best appearance to the goddess.

Soon, Fu Ling'er withdrew her hand. The poison in Luo Qingmo was very strange, and her organs were being slowly eaten away by a very evil force.

The power seemed to have life, and once it sensed the breath of the power of chaos, it disappeared in an instant as if it had encountered its nemesis. Then it hid in a corner, or rather, it was scattered in every corner of the body like stars in the sky, making it impossible for her to find it.

Judging from the energy and speed at that moment, Fu Ling'er knew that the poison was very active. With its activity level, Luo Qingmo should have died long ago.

It may be that Huo Yang used medicine and healing power in time to temporarily suppress the poison.

However, it is impossible to completely eliminate those toxins. It is like a spring, the more you suppress it, the faster it rebounds.

If there were no Roselle, the suppressed poison would have completely erupted in less than a month, and the instantaneous attack power would be beyond the ability of Luo Qingmo's broken body to withstand.

Death is just a matter of a moment.

Fortunately, with Roselle, there is still a chance of recovery.

Fu Ling'er told the others in detail about the poison she had found. Everyone felt nervous. Especially Mrs. Luo, she was so anxious that her eyes turned red again. She said in a choked voice,

"Miss Ling, please, please save Mo'er. She is still so young, she hasn't married yet, she...she can't die, wuwuwu,"

"Mrs. Luo, don't cry. Uncle Huo and I will find a way. I can't say that I am absolutely sure, but there is still an 80% chance."

"Ah? Really? That's good, that's good." An 80% chance of survival means that Mo'er has a chance of survival. Even if she cannot fully recover, they want their daughter to be alive.

"Brother Luo, sister-in-law, since Ling girl said that she is 80% sure, then there will be no problem. You can relax. Wait for Qingmo to recover."

"I will suppress the poison for Miss Luo first and let her recover as soon as possible, otherwise her body won't be able to withstand the detoxification. This is Roselle," Fu Ling'er took out a jade box and opened the lid to show them.

"I will refine it into Luoshen Pill, and in three days, I will be able to detoxify Miss Luo."

"Miss Ling is also an alchemist? Oh, I am short-sighted. I will arrange it right away so that Miss Ling can make the alchemy with peace of mind." The head of the Luo family was surprised for a moment, and then thought that a person who could make Huo Yang respect her a little bit, must be more than just an alchemist. What level of alchemist is she?

Patriarch Luo suppressed his doubts. The most important thing now was to cure Mo'er.

"Well, okay, let's do as Master Luo arranges." Fu Ling'er placed her fingers on Luo Qingmo's wrist again, and a little bit of chaotic power entered her body and then buried itself in her dantian.

For a cultivator, Dantian is the most important place. The infusion of the power of chaos is like giving her a sniper to monitor the poison at any time.

At that moment, Luo Qingmo suddenly felt as if she had unloaded a heavy burden, and her whole body became extremely light. The long-standing feeling of dying that had been following her like a shadow was now blown away by a breeze and disappeared without a trace.

She could even clearly feel that every cell in her body seemed to have broken free from its constraints, breathing in the fresh air happily, full of vitality.

She could hardly believe the long-lost relaxation, as if the huge rock that had been weighing on her heart for a long time had finally been removed, allowing the sunlight to shine into her heart unhindered.

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine. Haha, I'm fine." Luo Qingmo suddenly stood up, stretched her limbs, and loosened her slightly stiff body. Her face was full of joy and she was just about to jump twice to prove that she was healthy.

Mrs. Luo looked at her daughter in disbelief, caressing her daughter's thin body up and down, and she started to cry out of distress. It seemed like she hadn't seen her daughter alive for a long time. The scene of her daughter dying was so despairing that when she saw her daughter jumping around now, it seemed like a dream.

After a while, she calmed down her excitement, looked at her daughter lovingly, and murmured something. Although she knew it was just an illusion, she was also very happy.