Meng Qi examined the middle-aged man's wound and then stood up to hand some ashes to Master Guan. She also took out a note, placed it in a cup, and ignited it. After burning it to ash, she poured some water over it. She sprinkled some ash into the water and said to the middle-aged man, "Drink it."
The middle-aged man gazed doubtfully at the blurry Qi, hesitating to take the perfume offered by the blurry Qi. Looking at the blurry Qi, he said, "Your wound has been there for days! Isn't it strange, don't you think?"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man took the water from the blurry Qi's hands in haste and gulped it down. After drinking, the middle-aged man burped, trying to spit it out. But to his surprise, the blurry Qi directly said, "No vomiting, vomiting is useless! If you don't take the perfume, let me bear it."
Meng Qi said, even if the middle-aged man delivered the water directly into their mouth, they got stuck, look, I feel a bit like vomiting.
