At this time, Tang Chuan slapped the man away with his palm, leaving the dagger in Jiubao's abdomen. Jiubao instantly became weak, and the pain caused by the coagulation of the meridians in his body was even unbearable for a prefecture-level master like him.
"Haha, Jiubao, you won't survive." The man grinned and sneered.
The retainers of Jiubao Manor immediately came over, tied up the man and took him down. Then Jiubao's royal doctor quickly led people to help Jiubao to the medical room.
"Oops, Mr. Jiu has been poisoned! The red blood cells in his body are rapidly decreasing. Get ready for a blood transfusion!" the doctor said urgently.
"Once this poison is transfused immediately, the toxin will spread all over Laojiu's body. Even though Laojiu's life is saved, he will become a wooden man who is neither dead nor alive, unable to move." Tang Chuan said calmly.
The doctor didn't know Tang Chuan. Hearing Tang Chuan's words, he immediately asked: "Then what do you think we should do?"
It's a pity that Tang Chuan didn't prepare various medicinal materials with him, otherwise it would be very easy to prepare an antidote.
The poison Jiubao was poisoned was extremely poisonous. If the poison could not be removed within twenty minutes at most, Jiubao would still be poisoned and die.
"Cut open the opening in the abdomen and bleed Laojiu." Tang Chuan said calmly.
"What? Although Mr. Jiu is a master, if you drain his blood, he will still bleed to death!" The doctor said coldly.
Tang Chuan grinned. Tang Chuan was good at dealing with poison. If he had to watch Jiubao die in front of him, then according to the old man's words, he would not have the shame to say that he was from the Tang Clan.
"Without bloodletting, Laojiu would not survive more than twenty minutes," Tang Chuan said.
"That's nonsense. This is just a blood toxin. The way to save Jiuye's life now is to replenish blood first. Otherwise, if there are too few red blood cells in the body, Jiuye's life will be in danger. Hurry up and prepare to give Jiuye a blood transfusion!" the doctor said loudly.
Tang Chuan walked over, pulled the doctor back, lifted Jiuye up sideways, grabbed a scalpel and opened the wound directly.
When the doctor saw this, his face turned pale with fright. Jiubao already lacked red blood cells due to the influence of toxins, and bleeding him would be tantamount to murder.
"This kid is crazy, he wants to kill Master Jiu, arrest him!"
A large stream of black blood gushed out from Jiubao's wound, and even the smell no longer smelled like blood, it simply stank.
Tang Chuan raised his hand and placed it on Jiubao's chest, injecting Qi into it to stabilize Jiubao's vitality.
At this time, Jiubao, who had fainted due to the influence of the toxin, opened his eyes.
Jiubao saw his disciples coming forward one after another, as if they wanted to take action against Tang Chuan.
"Stop." Jiubao shouted with difficulty, and the diners stopped.
"Don't worry, Laojiu, as long as I'm here, this level of toxins can't take you away," Tang Chuan said.
Jiubao knows best what condition his body is in. The power in his body is hesitating the flow of blood and flowing away quickly, but on the contrary, his vitality has stabilized.
When he was poisoned, Jiubao tried to use Qi to resist the flow of poison in his body, but the poison was too overbearing and he could not stop the flow of poison with his ability.
As the blood became less and less, the blood that finally flowed out gradually regained some color.
Tang Chuan immediately straightened Jiubao up: "Sew up the wound, now we can transfuse blood." But Tang Chuan's hand did not move away. Jiubao still needs Tang Chuan's energy to stabilize his life, otherwise the blood in his body will be drained.
Eighty-eight will not survive at all.
The doctor was extremely surprised. Jiubao's blood had almost been drained, but at this time, not only did he not faint, but he also regained consciousness.
"What are you doing standing still? Surgery." Tang Chuan urged.
The doctor quickly took action and asked his men to transfuse Jiubao's blood while suturing the wound.
As the blood entered Jiubao's body, Jiubao's face began to turn black again.
Because Tang Chuan did not drain the blood, toxins still remained in his body, and the toxins began to flow with the blood.
However, this level will at most make Jiubao weak and will not be fatal.
"The toxins haven't been cleaned out yet. I'll go back and prepare a dose of medicine for you. Once you take it, you'll be fine." Tang Chuan said to Jiubao.
After the doctor quickly sewed up Jiubao's wound, he asked Tang Chuan blankly: "Who are you...?"
"People from the Tang Clan." Tang Chuan replied.
Tangmen? Could it be the newly opened Tangmen on Tongren Street?
After the operation, Jiubao sat in a wheelchair. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening.
"Bring people in." Jiubao said softly.
Soon, his subordinates brought in the assassin who was badly beaten.
The man didn't know how surprised he was when he saw Jiubaotuan sitting in a wheelchair.
Didn’t the person who sold me the poison say that as long as this kind of poison is stained with blood, there is almost no way to save life, and the only way to save his life is to die from the poison? How come Jiubao, except that his face is slightly darker and looks a little weak, does not look like anything at all?
There were no signs of death.
"After all these years, I never thought we would meet again in this way, Hou Fengxian." Jiubao said coldly towards the man.
Hou Fengxian, I think Tang Chuan has heard this name somewhere.
"You are so lucky, you won't even die." Hou Fengxian, who was kneeling on the ground, said weakly.
"I have stopped arguing with you a long time ago, but why do you still want to kill me?" Jiubao asked.
Hou Fengxian grinned and sneered: "I can't kill you today, I'll kill you or chop you into pieces as you please."
"Why bother?"
Hou Fengxian suddenly struggled: "Come on, kill me, Jiubao! Why didn't you show mercy when you killed my woman and my brother? If you don't kill me, Jiubao, I will look down on you!"
Jiubao closed his eyes, seeming to be in a burst of pain.
Then, Jiubao suddenly opened his eyes, with a sharp look in his eyes: "Since you insist on wishing to die, I will grant your wish!"
After Jiubao finished speaking, he raised his hand and saw a cold light shining slightly towards Hou Fengxian's chest. At this time, Tang Chuan immediately stretched out his hand and clamped a small knife in the air.
"Lao Jiu, spare his life, I have something to ask him, what do you think?" Tang Chuan said.
Jiubao looked a little painful and closed his eyes again without speaking.
Those loyal men didn't know Tang Chuan, so they immediately drew out their knives: "Who do you think you are? Hou Fengxian almost killed Master Jiu today, he must die today!"
The knife slashed Hou Feng's neck one after another.
"Stop, since Brother Xiao Tang has spoken, I will give Brother Xiao Tang some face. Xiao Tang, please take him away." After Jiubao finished speaking, he turned around and left while pushing his wheelchair.
Jiubao and this man should have a deep connection.
What Tang Chuan was interested in was where Hou Fengxian's poison came from.
After walking out of the manor, Hou Fengxian looked back at the brightly lit manor, with an extremely complicated expression in his eyes.