The sickbed is made up of several not-thick logs, hanging on the beams of the house with some traces of time, and constantly swaying as Lin Fan turned over.∽↗

After the fat man was fed a pill the size of a fist by Monk Zhenjian, he was extremely excited to guard Lin Fan for a night.

The next morning dawn shone on the fat man's fat face through the simple window of the earthen house. He smeared a basin of water and wiped his face. He found that he had already had a bruised nose and swollen face. He couldn't help but think of the Dali Wan on the street of the Central Government to cure all diseases.

Of course, what he took was not Dali Pills. If he had to pull it up, it would only involve the big characters.

After wiping his face, the fat man returned to the cottage and found Lin Fan sideways. He quickly straightened his body, then looked at Lin Fan's face like a hedgehog. Seeing that the silver needle was not bent or moved, his nervousness disappeared.

The sound of the next room was deafening. I don’t know if it was Monk Zhenjian or Zhou Liuhuo, but it sounded very sweet.

With the sound of shouting, Qian Gan got up on time and came to the living room of the hut to check Lin Fan's situation. Then, without saying a word to the fat man, he walked out of the hut to prepare breakfast.

The fat man has no good feelings for Lin Fan, the future fourth brother.

Indeed, it is difficult for people like this to have a good impression of money. The appearance of a paranormal person is very polite, but he recognizes money very much. This instantly makes his image become extremely vulgar in the eyes of the fat man, and even a little...

Of course, the fat man can't be said to be disgusting, because Lin Fan's life still has to be counted on this cheap fourth brother.

The fourth brother Qian was not very good at cooking. In addition to a large pot of porridge that was not of no standard, he also took out a hard steamed bun that had been left for several days and a little wilted pickled vegetables in the sun.

After waking up, Zhou Liuhuo and Monk Zhenjian seemed to have expected it and did not criticize the cooking skills of money. But after eating it, Zhou Liuhuo said, "Third brother, go buy some food and come back."

Monk Zhenjian nodded and pushed the door out after breakfast.

The fat man's excited nerves were finally completely exhausted after breakfast. He was sent to the simple guest room by Zhou Liuhuo, fell on the bed and slept a lot louder than those of Zhou Liuhuo and Zhenjian just now.

After the fat man slept, Qian Gan began to take off the silver needles from Lin Fan’s face.

The effect of silver needles is to stabilize injuries.

Lin Fan's body is now too weak, so taking medicine is definitely not a good time.

Only some mild medicines can be used to help Lin Fan restore consciousness, and then warm the body. In the end, it can solve the problem of Lin Fan's collapse of the Qihai Sea, which may require many sacred medicines that are expensive or even produced by Tianyan.

"Do you have Nine Yang Ginseng?" Qian Gan asked softly.

Zhou Liuhuo patted his belt, and a human-shaped ginseng appeared in his hand like a magic trick.

After the ginseng appeared in his hands, the temperature inside suddenly increased, and flames seemed to erupt from the red surface.

Qian Gan did not take the Nine Yang Ginseng, but took out a piece of rice paper and started writing.

This medicine is crucial to Lin Fan. Now Lin Fan is not only the collapse of the Qi Sea, but also the inability to replenish the deficiency, and even the yin and yang are reversed.

Of course, this medicine is not something that needs to be taken immediately, and Lin Fan still needs to wake up and his injuries will stabilize.

After writing the prescription, the money was handed over to Zhou Liuhuo.

Zhou Liuhuo's face turned bitter and said, "How can I boil medicine?"

Qian Gan's eyes turned and said, "Brother. With your cultivation level, you will make a little mistake, but if you have to boil the medicine yourself..."

Zhou Liuhuo said helplessly: "Go, I'll go."

Zhou Liuhuo turned around and walked towards the pharmacy.

Qian Ganze watched Lin Fan fall into deep thought.

Qian Gan is indeed a person who can settle accounts clearly with his own brothers. But in fact he has some difficulties and does not mention this matter. He is definitely one hundred and twenty-two percent serious about Lin Fan.

Because the pretty boy in front of him was his sixth brother.

Since he was a brother, there was a reason why he was not going all out. In fact, he didn't sleep well last night, and his mind was full of plans for how to get Lin Fan to recover as soon as possible.

But if Lin Fan still did not wake up, these plans would be ineffective.

Although he was sure of when Lin Fan would wake up, he didn't know when it would be.

He picked up the paper and pen and wrote again, Qian Gan recorded all the thoughts last night, then left Lin Fan and walked towards the simple guest room.

The hut was very large, with two or three rooms, and Sun Degan slept soundly in one of the rooms without windows.

The demon poison was difficult to remove. Qian Gan looked at Sun Degan's appearance and picked up his hairy wrists. After wandering around with the spiritual energy, he inexplicably had a terrible idea.

If Sun Degan's demon poison cannot be driven away after many efforts, he still wants to survive. Perhaps through medicine and some wonderful methods, he can become a demon to continue his life.

This idea was indeed terrifying. Qian Gan immediately extinguished these ideas, took out the silver needle, and began to use the Jiulong acupuncture technique that had long been lost in the world.

But at this time, he did not notice that Lin Fan's eyes and eyelids began to twitch wildly on the sickbed in the hall.

Lin Fan dreamed.

I dreamed that I was in the middle of the clouds and fog, looking down at the world beneath me.

This feeling was extremely real. The strong wind blew his long hair up. He looked at the mountains and flowing waters that appeared in the clouds and mists, and his heart was open.

Then he said: "I don't want to make stones."

Stone?

Lin Fan felt a little confused after he finished speaking.

Because he didn't know why he said this.

Then the world before him began to blur, and he came to a mountain.

The mountains are not high, but they are like fairylands, and the pictures in front of you are like a beautiful picture.

There is a tall tower reflecting a hot beam of light, and a pond that is bottomless, with a huge sky whale swimming in it.

Lin Fan was not obsessed with the scenery in front of him.

He heard a voice from the bottom of his heart.

"Lin Fan saves me!"

Then, Lin Fan, who was in the clouds and mist, was blowing through cold sweats all over his body, instantly slashing through his clothes. His heart was raised to his throat, and an unprecedented sense of tension made the sweat hairs on his body burst.

A sense of irritability arose in his heart, just wanting to wipe out all the beauty in the world in front of him and completely destroy this world.

Even in reality, Lin Fan, who was lying on the sickbed, let out a roar, like a wounded beast.

Zhou Liuhuo outside the house was shocked and Qian Gan who was sending needles. When they came to Lin Fan, they found that Lin Fan's face was extremely ferocious. Neither knew what had happened, nor did they know that Lin Fan was having the most terrifying nightmare in his life at this time.
Chapter completed!