Chapter 1851 The True Meaning of the Assessment

But obviously, this spiritual power can only be used on the [patients] provided by the Hall of Life and Death, but cannot be used in other places.

Xi Yueqiang resisted the pain in her body and moved step by step to the virtual patient in the Spirit Refinement Domain.

Sure enough, it was also poisoned by the same poison as itself.

Xi Yue didn't even think about it, she made a move, and a roll of silver needles fell into her hands.

The silver needle fell on the patient's body, and soon, the pain that almost burned and gnawed the heart and meridians was relieved a little.

Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that as long as she cured the [patient] on the bed, she would also be cured.

However, it was too early for her to feel relieved. The silver needle inserted into the patient suddenly shook, and then it seemed to have encountered some powerful corrosive liquid, which slowly turned black, and finally charred into powder.

The next moment, severe pain came from the limbs, and Rao was Xiyue's calm, and he couldn't help but groan.

She fell to the ground, gasping for breath, cold sweat dripping down her forehead.

However, her expression slowly changed from shock to calm.

She understood, it turned out that this was the sixth test.

Not only incurable diseases, but even doctors are infected with the same diseases.

In the severe pain and panic, whether the doctor can withstand the pressure and successfully treat the patient.

If it fails, not only the patient will die, but even the doctor will be lost forever.

This is the true meaning of the sixth-level assessment. Therefore, the poison on her body will make her feel unbearable, but it will never let her die in a short period of time.

Xi Yue took a few deep breaths, supported the edge of the hospital bed, and stood up slowly.

She first took out a knife and a porcelain bowl, and put some patient's blood in it.

Then she walked over to the piles of elixir and began to choose the herbs she felt were relevant.

But the herbs are not directly usable, so Xi Yue set up the pot again, lit the fire, and slowly boiled the herbs she chose.

At the same time, she even moved the pill furnace over, and exhausted all her strength to concentrate herself and control the golden spirit fire into the pill furnace.

In the severe pain, Xiyue was so single-minded, cooking medicine and alchemy at the same time.

Bean-sized beads of sweat fell from her forehead, and festering marks had appeared on her hands and feet, and even her originally delicate and fair face began to appear red spots one by one.

But Xiyue didn't feel anything, except for frowning and coughing because of the pain, her spirit didn't relax in the slightest.

After brewing the tenth kind of medicine and dripping the blood he took into the medicine, the concoction finally took on the abnormality that Xiyue was looking forward to seeing.

When the concoction met the blood, it didn't melt the blood, but suddenly boiled, and even lifted the drop of blood directly.

Xi Yue was overjoyed, hurriedly poured out the bowl of concoction, made a new pot, and then threw all the silver needles in her hand into it to soak.

At the same time, the elixir in the alchemy furnace was also completed, and the furnace cover was ejected, revealing more than thirty elixir in it.

There was a shallow smile on Xi Yue's face. Although it was not a little bit worse than her usual refining efficiency, it was enough.

She got up with difficulty, took the soaked silver needle and medicinal pill, and moved to the patient step by step.

At this time, her feet were covered with abscesses, and every step she took was painful.

However, it's just pain to the bone, and it's still too early to die from the real poison!