"Qingjun?" Graf said in shock: "How could it be him? This man is Delkin's subordinate, and he is highly valued by his uncle. He..."
"Haha, so what?" Mrs. Lihua sneered: "Your father has something that this person wants at the risk of his life. If there is no clue, who would dare to call the brother of the master of the Bianju sect?
Where are you going to drink?!”
The Chief of Staff still felt that something was wrong. Furthermore, the report from the attendant had arrived.
"Mrs. Lihua, Lord Graf, let's go check on the young master's illness first!" After the simple greetings, Qingjun immediately got to the point.
After hearing the words "young master", the mother and son knew that they had nothing to hide. So, Mrs. Lihua nodded and took Qingjun to the back bedroom.
Looking at the unconscious young man on the bed, Qingjun secretly sighed that it was God's will, because apart from being a little more handsome than Mai Sang, the real Hai Ke was almost 80% similar in body and shape.
At this time, Heike had an unhealthy blush on his face. He clenched his teeth, and large beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. At the same time, his body was trembling slightly, as if he was in severe pain.
"He must have been poisoned by some kind of strange toxin. I found four experts who are good at detoxifying, but they were unable to do anything. I hope you, old man, can find a way to save his life!" Originally, he didn't even want to see his son.
As Graf said, he knelt down to Qingjun.
"Oh! Poor parents in the world! It's not that I don't want to see you, but I'm afraid that I'll lose you again if I meet you once!" Qingjun murmured to himself and helped the man up.
This sentence hit the center of things, Graf's eyes turned red and tears came out of his eyes. Mrs. Lihua on the side, with beautiful eyes shining brightly, marveled at the old man's ability to predict.
The light of the knife flashed, and while mother and son were distracted, Qingjun suddenly had a knife in his hand and scratched Heike's exposed wrist.
"What are you doing?" Graff and Mrs. Lihua roared in unison, assuming attack postures almost at the same time.
"Haha! I didn't expect that Madam is not only famous all over the world for her beauty, but she is also a real high-level powerhouse!" The old man said leisurely, and as if by magic, he took out a small medicine bottle and just caught the blood dripping from Heike's wrist.
Drops of blood.
"Give him a bandage, I'm not very good at this!" Qingjun stepped aside, staring at the small medicine bottle and casually ordered.
Graf felt that the other party was acting unpredictably and unbelievably. Hearing this, he quickly held his son's wound with his palm. The green halo flashed away. When he let go of his hand, not only did the skin on Heike's wrist no longer have blood stains,
, it seems to have healed seven to eight percent.
"I don't know how to detoxify myself, so I can only ask others to do it. But without the patient's toxin sample, even if the gods come, it won't work! You guys can leave, I'm going to perform the detoxification!" The old man muttered a few words, and unexpectedly,
Immediately issued an eviction order.
"Master Qingjun, we don't dare to peek into the secret magic of the Bianju Sect, but we hope that we can stay here with our children so that we can take care of them!" Mrs. Lihua said in an unyielding tone. It was obvious that this woman had been
The old man was quite frightened by his sudden action just now, so he was already more careful now.
"Hmph! It doesn't matter. Although our little tricks are superficial, you can't learn them just by looking at them! If you want to stay, you can stay. Just try not to open your eyes, let alone shout, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Master Qingjun said disdainfully and started to move his hands seemingly casually.
The mother and son exchanged glances, both stood in front of Heike's window and closed their eyes obediently.
However, women are more curious after all, even a beautiful old lady in her sixties.
Mrs. Lihua secretly opened her eyes a little and saw that the old man had sat cross-legged and was mumbling something.
After a while, there was no response. Master Qingjun seemed to be tired of chanting. He tilted his head and actually fell asleep just sitting there.
"How dare you make fun of my mother and son! That's too much!" The madam, who had always had a bad temper, was furious when she saw this. She was about to teach the old man a lesson when the situation suddenly changed.
A ball of brilliant purple energy suddenly rose from where Qingjun was sitting, and then a dreamlike light and shadow appeared in mid-air. In the light and shadow, there was a human face and dog ears, with a green snake wrapped around each ear.
The monster appears.
The old man jumped up, saluted respectfully, and then began to communicate with the other party in difficult to understand language. At the same time, he also raised the small medicine bottle in front of the monster.
After a while, after Qingjun saluted again, the monster turned around and disappeared. But the moment the other person turned around, Mrs. Lihua clearly felt the monster shooting a cold look at her.
The woman quickly closed her eyes and didn't dare to open them until the old man sighed, but she was still frightened in her heart.
"The young master must have been plotted, and no one in this world can cure the poison he received..." Seeing that both Graf and Mrs. Lihua were about to go berserk after hearing this, Qingjun continued calmly: "
But it’s not difficult to relieve the symptoms!”
The old man said and threw the small medicine bottle into the woman's hand. "Just let the child drink the blood in it, but only one drop can be used! After drinking it, he will recover and be no different from ordinary people."
"What does it mean to be no different from ordinary people? Isn't the 'recovery' you mentioned a cure?" Mrs. Lihua was quite annoyed by Qingjun's unclear words and asked with a frown.
"Although his behavior is normal, he is still poisonous, and it is unknown when the poison will attack again!" the old man explained helplessly.
"There are three drops of blood in the medicine bottle, why only use one drop?!" Graf asked in a deep voice.
"The first drop can relieve the young master's symptoms, but the second drop can only be used when he is poisoned again. At that time, he will feel more severe pain than now, but it can save his life. And the third drop can relieve the symptoms of the young master.
Three drops, once taken, you can either recover or die, so be careful!" Qingjun explained with the air of a great master.
"Don't you have other plans and deliberately refuse to tell the truth?!" Mrs. Lihua asked bluntly with a cold light flashing in her eyes.
"Haha!" the old man heard the words and said with a smile: "Don't think that you can threaten me because you have something I want. Mr. Feng Luozuo and I are only willing to help him because we have common interests. Moreover, you
Do you think that this young man's life and death will really make Von Rozzo's family give up something that is difficult to give up? It's simply ridiculous! You have been sleeping with him for so many years, don't you still understand his character and bottom line?
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"You are brave!" Mrs. Lihua was furious when she was poked in the painful area. She turned her jade palm and an ice spear was formed.
"Mother, calm down!" Graf shouted loudly, and at the same time he let go of the barrier and stood in front of Qingjun.
"It is said that beautiful women have poor minds. Alas! Madam, are you going to tear down the bridge before the river has crossed?" the old man continued to tease without knowing whether to live or die.
"My mother also loses control in a moment of impatience. Please don't take offense!" The president said solemnly, while signaling his mother not to act rashly, he poured a drop of blood into Heike's mouth.
The young man licked his lips, and his face returned to normal at a strange speed, "Oh! Why is it so cold and hot now? This dream is so strange! Did you catch that fat woman?" He was talking nonsense, and he was already awake.
come over.
"Feng Luozuo's family doesn't only have one son. How much is the blood in your hands worth? Take care of yourself!" Master Qingjun left a harsh word that made the woman take action at all costs. He himself moved his body,