Yang Diming also looked at Ye Hao curiously.

So many doctors, feng shui masters, and Nanyang wizards couldn't tell what was going on in his body.

Could it be that Ye Hao can really see through

Ye Hao thought for a while, and said, "The breath of corpses entering the body is just an introduction."

"This introduction made the poison in the old man's body explode."

"So, the old man's current situation is neither due to the corpse, nor due to illness, but simply poisoned."

"Simple poisoning? Really?"

Yang Youxuan looked in disbelief and shock: "Before we invited countless doctors and experts to see it, although they couldn't accurately judge what happened to my grandfather, they basically believed that it was caused by external evils. result."

"There are still people who firmly insist that Grandpa has such a result because he inhaled corpse gas for thousands of years."

"But now you say my grandfather was poisoned?"

Yang Youxuan frowned slightly: "Young Master Ye, you should also know that people who practice martial arts understand a little bit of medicine. When my grandfather checked himself, he didn't find that he was poisoned!"

Ye Hao thought for a while and said, "Is there a scalpel?"

Yang Youxuan froze for a moment, unable to react, but she still quickly fetched a set of exquisite surgical equipment.

Ye Hao took out a sterilized scalpel from it, and then he pinched Yang Diming's right hand and looked at it for a while, then stabbed Yang Diming's wrist.

Yang Youxuan subconsciously said: "Young Master Ye, what are you doing, my grandfather is weak now"

She wanted to stop it, but Yang Diming shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's see what Young Master Ye is doing!"

"Anyway, my old bones, hands and feet have long since lost consciousness, so it's fine to do whatever I want."

Hearing Yang Diming's words, Yang Youxuan felt sad for a while.

At this moment, she gently bit her delicate red lips, staring at Ye Hao without saying a word.

Ye Hao moved very quickly. After piercing one acupuncture point on Yang Diming's wrist with the scalpel, he drew it quickly and pierced another acupuncture point.

Strangely, during this process, the wound did not splatter blood, but turned slightly white, which looked a little weird.

When Ye Hao stabbed in for the fifth time, he pulled out the scalpel very slowly this time.

"laugh--"

A faint black smoke came out from behind the five acupuncture points at the same time, although it was not much, it seemed substantial.

The original white wound gradually turned black at this moment.

But after the black smoke disappeared, Ye Hao waved his hand to remove the black skin, and then motioned Yang Youxuan to bring Jinchuang medicine to help Yang Diming bandage his hands.

"what is happening?"

Yang Youxuan looked at this scene with a shocked and nervous expression: "Is this the poison in my grandfather's body?"

Yang Diming didn't speak, but looked thoughtfully at the scalpel in Ye Hao's hand, which was also pitch black at the moment.

"That's right, this is a poison with a unique name, it's called Extreme Night Cold Poison." JrNovels.com