"As far as I know, only the one who casts the soul robbery can solve..." A Yuan said again, "Also, if the person under control is strong and breaks through the confinement by himself, he can also break away from control."

Although Mingruo is not the performer, he cannot remove this soul-taking technique. He can use the secret technique of Xuanyu to enhance Mr. Shi's willpower. The Thirteen acupuncture of the Ghost Gate will open up the Heart Sutra, and the mind will be dominated by the mind. If the mind is confused, the mind will be unclear. Choose the Du meridian to calm the mind and stabilize the mind.

Mingruo took out the medical bag from the "sleeved bag" and took out the silver needle to disinfect it. Then he came to Mr. Shi, picked up a silver needle and stabbed it into the ghost palace. The needle fell on the ghost letter, and then it was the ghost cliff and the ghost heart...

Seven silver needles fell in a row, and Mr. Shi finally calmed down and stopped struggling. After that, the expression on his face became more and more painful, and gradually became ferocious and terrifying... Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from his forehead. Mrs. Zhu wanted to step forward to wipe his sweat, but Mingruo stopped him.

"Doctor Ming, my brother..." Mrs. Zhu saw Mrs. Shi in such pain, and snatched the handkerchief in her hand.

"He is confronting the 'confinement' in his mind. If he loses, he may continue to be crazy." Mr. Shi has a tough personality, and Mingruo is confident in him. "You can say something to motivate him, which may be useful."

Mrs. Zhu really didn't know what to say. The so-called family scandals should not be made public. She couldn't say anything about her father's favor and destruction of his wife. Finally, she just said in a heavy tone: "Acheng, if you are crazy all the time, how can your mother live in the future."

Mr. Shi's body shook for a moment, and his distorted expression gradually sootheed, and finally his confused eyes became emotional.

Mingruo took away the cloth scarf that was stuffed with his mouth, and Mr. Shi was weak and called out: "Sister."

"Acheng." My younger brother was finally able to recognize people, and Mrs. Zhu burst into tears.

Ming Ruo was very curious about this weird 'soul-taking technique': "Young Master Shi still remembers what happened during the period this morning?"

Shi Zhongcheng tried hard to recall, but couldn't remember anything, so he shook his head powerlessly.

"Then...who was the last person you met yesterday? Or, what is the clearest memory?"

Thinking of what happened this morning, Shi Zhongcheng's mind was blank. However, he seemed to know about the last person he met yesterday.

But the matter about that person made him feel as if he was in a fog. He knew that he could see the person behind him by pushing the fog, but he couldn't see clearly.

Shi Zhongcheng wanted to make his mind clearer, so he raised his hand and pounded his head twice.

"Forget it if you can't remember, there's no need to force me." Mingruo stopped Mr. Shi from continuing to think about it.

"I only remember that there was a peacock in front of me, and the glass beads in my mouth kept shaking..." As long as Shi Zhongcheng remembered the shaking beads, he felt dizzy.

The combination of peacock and glass beads, Mingruo flashed with inspiration: "What are you talking about - peacock-style stairs, right?"

The peacock, which was originally like a real thing in Shi Zhongcheng's mind, seemed to be knocked back to its original form when Mingruo said the word "时时" and turned into a step-shaking. The fog in his mind seemed to dissipate a little, "I have seen someone in the end, probably a woman. She wore a peacock blue glass step-shaking on her head... But I can't remember what her face looks like at all."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember it, but Mr. Shi should be careful and don't take it anymore." Mr. Shi's face was not very good. Ming Ruo wrote a prescription to calm the mind for him, "This medicine is one dose a day, and it can be taken for three consecutive days."

"Thank you, Dr. Ming."

Mr. Shi and Mrs. Zhu left with the captured medicine. Ming Ruo disinfected the used silver needle and took it back into the medical bag.

Old Shen smiled and approached Mingruo: "Master, what acupuncture method did you use for Mr. Shi?"

"The secret technique of the master's sect - Thirteen acupuncture of the Ghost Sect, is dedicated to treating all evils entering the body and being crazy and unscrupulous." Ming Ruo answered very simply.

"It's the secret method of the master..." Old Shen's eyes were shiny, and he was clearly talking about - Master, teach me!

"Want to learn?" Ming Ruo raised his eyebrows.

"Think! Think!" Old Shen nodded quickly.

"It's okay to teach you. First, remember all the acupoints on the acupoint model I gave you before."

"Master, don't worry, my apprentice will study hard." Chen Cong responded quickly.

Doctor Xu looked at Chen Cong with envious expressions. He wanted to learn too. Since the princess taught him to refine snow elixir, Doctor Xu has treated the princess as half of his master.

As for why it is only "half". Because Dr. Xu is not as thick-skinned as Chen Cong, he really doesn't have the courage to chase a girl who is as many younger than him and calls him "Master".

However, looking at Chen Cong, who is much older than him, Dr. Xu felt that he was too pedantic. If he became a disciple now, I wonder if the princess would accept him...

Today is Mingruo's day for the clinic. There are many patients who make appointments for the clinic and don't have much time to guide several military doctors. Fortunately, Mingruo prepared some classic prescriptions for treating internal and external trauma and fractures in advance, so they asked them to study the prescription first.

When several military doctors first came to the pharmacy, they knew that they were going to learn from a young young man, and they were still a little dissatisfied. But when they saw Ming Ruo's medical skills in treating Mr. Shi, they were convinced.

Now, I am even more staying around the clinic table, observing Mingruo's diagnosis quietly. The more I observe, the more I feel ashamed. The medical skills are so superb than I am in my twenties. I am more than ten or twenty years older than me. It is really ashamed that I am just a little older than me.

At noon, everyone went to the Houzhai for lunch. Mingruo asked Aunt Zhao and the chef from the royal palace to prepare four dishes and one soup. In order to avoid waste, he adopted a self-service form.

Everyone walked into the dining room and saw two large round tables, with only chopsticks and spoon boxes on the table, and there was no food. On the long table to the north, there were four large pots, and the pot was filled with steaming dishes. In the large sand pot next to it was a cissel chicken, and on the edge was a bucket of white rice...

The lunch format is very novel. Chen Cong was eager to try it, but he didn't know how to start.

Mingruo walked over and took a tray first, served the meal himself, put it on the tray and brought it to the round table: "What kind of dishes you want to eat and how much you eat, please take it with yourself. If you don't have enough, you can serve it again."

Several people naturally formed a team and picked up the meals in order. Ming Ruo smiled slightly at the corner of his lips - it was really similar to having lunch in the canteen of the institute in his previous life.

"Master, the prince is waiting for you to have a meal in the backyard." A Yuan said with a smile.

"Uh..." Mingruo looked at the food in front of him and wanted to be a good example for everyone not to waste food. This...

"Let me give this to me." A Yuan looked expectant. This was the meal served by the master.

"Okay." Mingruo pushed the plate to A Yuan and went to the backyard to find a kissing boyfriend.
Chapter completed!