It's still dark, and Song Yiming is still soaking in the medicinal soup in Zhuo Buyi's dock, and he hasn't woken up yet.
And Liu Ziqing never stopped for a moment, inserting acupuncture for Song Yiming every hour.
But as the night passed, Song Yiming's situation did not improve much.
Although the violent energy and blood in his body had calmed down, the awakening power had filled Song Yiming's body uncontrollably.
The effect of the elixir refined by Zhuo Buyi was not obvious.
After all, Song Yiming's current situation is too complicated and cannot be alleviated by pills alone.
"If this kid doesn't wake up, I'm afraid he's really hopeless."
"The mutation of this bloodline gene is really too powerful."
Zhuo Buyi looked at Song Yiming soaking in the barrel and shook his head with a headache.
If you were in the Medicine Sect now, there might be some ways.
After all, the Medicine Sect has a lot of life-saving elixirs, so there is always something you can try.
But now it is too late to take Song Yiming back to the Medicine Sect.
Now I'm afraid I can only rely on Song Yiming's own willpower.
At this moment, a figure in white walked silently into the dock with his hands behind his back, looking like a master from this world.
Liu Ziqing immediately became alert, her jade finger hiding a needle.
"Little girl, a few needles can't hurt me."
The figure in white glanced at Liu Ziqing first, with a smile on her jade face.
"It turns out it's you, the romantic sword ghost."
Zhuo Buyi immediately recognized the figure in white.
This figure in white clothes is actually Zhan Wuji.
The two obviously knew each other very well.
"I'm just casual, how can I be romantic..."
Zhan Wuji responded with a smile.
"Young Master, I still remember that when you abducted a talented female disciple of the Wuzong, you were almost surrounded and killed by that Wuzong."
If Zhuo doesn't heal, which pot won't be opened?
"That's just young and frivolous. It's not worth mentioning..."
Zhan Wuji responded calmly.
"God of Medicine, this is..."
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br> Liu Ziqing couldn't help but asked curiously.
"I'm wearing white clothes and flying swords."
Zhan Wuji responded directly.
"You are...the Sword Emperor..."
"Senior Sword Emperor, I was so rude just now, please forgive me!"
Liu Ziqing's delicate face was surprised, and she hurriedly bowed and saluted.
In fact, she recognized it in her heart, but she couldn't confirm it for the moment.
"The name Sword Emperor is a thing of the past. You should be this boy Song's confidante! Just call me uncle."
"We are all our own people, there is no need to be too restrictive!"
Zhan Wuji has no airs.
"What a confidante, I'm just one of his former subordinates..."
Liu Ziqing's face turned red and she hurriedly explained.
"Some things are just covered up by explanation."
Zhan Wuji smiled.
Liu Ziqing could only smile sheepishly.
"How's the situation with Mr. Song?"
Zhan Wuji then asked Zhuo Buyi.
"It's not good. The internal injuries are too severe. What's even more troublesome is that the power in his body is completely out of control."
Zhuo Bu couldn't help but shook his head.
This problem of blood genes is not something that general hematologists can explain at all.
"Uncle Zhan, do you have any idea?"
Liu Ziqing asked hurriedly.
After all, Zhan Wuji is the Sword King and has extensive knowledge.
"Even the God of Medicine can't do anything. What can I do?"
"However, I brought something that might be of help..."
After Zhan Wuji finished speaking, he took out a small transparent bottle from his arms, which actually contained some blood.
"This is……"
Liu Ziqing couldn't help but
asked.
"This should be the only thing left of the White Emperor's blood."
"Back then, after we parted ways, Bai Di specially left it with me to prepare for emergencies."
Zhan Wuji responded at this time.
"Is there anything special about Bai Emperor's blood?"
Liu Ziqing observed even more puzzledly.
But according to what he said, the blood had been released a long time ago, but it still looked so bright and had not dried into blood stains.
"Girl, it seems you don't know yet!"
"This boy from Song is actually the son of Emperor Bai."
Zhan Wuji said directly.
"What?"
"Long Shuai is actually Bai Di's son."
Liu Ziqing was extremely shocked.
As members of the Eastern Territory, they naturally know the legend of the White Emperor.
"He can become the number one God of War, and he is the son of Bai Emperor, so what's so strange about it."
Zhuo Buyi disagreed.
"It's really nothing strange."
"However, we didn't know that Bai Emperor's son could make a name for himself before."
Zhan Wuji also sighed leisurely.
After Emperor Bai died, they actually thought about the issue of entrusting an orphan.
However, this grudge is deeply involved and the problem is extremely complex.
Bai Di protected Song Yiming so well, so naturally he didn't want to continue the danger.
"God of Medicine, you have known this for a long time?"
Liu Ziqing looked at Zhuo Buyi.
"I had suspicions before, but I had no confirmation."
"It wasn't until the wedding between this boy and Xiao Hong's daughter that I knew that this boy was really Bai Di's son."
"We have the same bloodline. Speaking of which, Bai Di and I are old acquaintances."
"But I didn't recognize that this boy was Bai Di's son at that time."
Zhuo Buyi couldn't help but replied.
"Okay, give him this blood quickly. Bai Di's blood should be able to fuse with his blood and reduce his metabolism."
"Maybe it can have a certain restrictive effect. Otherwise, if the blood continues to burn, even an immortal will be unable to save it."
Zhan Wuji handed the small blood bottle to Liu Ziqing.
Liu Ziqing immediately took the small blood bottle, then walked to Song Yiming and injected the bottle of blood into Song Yiming.
After this blood entered Song Yiming's body, it quickly spread and began to suppress the awakening power in Song Yiming's body.
The awakening power that had gone berserk gradually began to calm down.
"It seems to be really effective..."
Liu Ziqing put her hand on Song Yiming's wrist and felt that the awakening power in Song Yiming's body had calmed down a lot.
"Of course, Bai Emperor's blood is so magical."
"At that time, his shadow was seriously injured and his internal organs were bleeding. As a result, he received a transfusion of Bai Di's blood and survived."
Zhan Wuji began to remember.
"Although it is effective, this blood only has a small amount and can only temporarily suppress it."
"Whether he can wake up or not depends on him..."
Zhuo Buyi said.
"Let's talk and let this girl take care of him!"
Zhan Wuji said something to Zhuo Buyi.
The two of them left the dock first.
Liu Ziqing looked at the figures of these two seniors and felt a little unimaginable in her heart.
It turns out that Song Yiming is the descendant of Bai Di.
I am afraid that if word of this incident spreads, it will cause an unimaginable sensation throughout China.
The two generations of outstanding war gods of China were actually the so-called father and son.
Here, Zhan Wuji and Zhuo Buyi walked to the river pond next to the dock.
"You came all the way this time not just to bring the White Emperor's blood, right?"
Zhuo Buyi asked directly.
This chapter has been completed!