Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense and immediately went to Quan Xiangguo for treatment.
He personally inspected the medicinal materials purchased by Jin Zhiyuan, then ordered three large pots and started cooking them.
He also asked Jin Zhiyuan to find three wooden bathtubs and prepare to cure Quan Xiangguo once and for all.
Then, he checked Quan Xiangguo's body in advance and had a brief understanding of his more than 700 acupuncture points.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, when Yang Qi is at its peak, the potion for bathing has been prepared.
Ye Fan immediately started the final step of treatment.
Following his instructions, Jin Zhiyuan asked people to carry the barrel into the house, and then brought in pots of boiling soup.
Following Ye Fan's instructions, she mixed the boiled soup with water and poured it into the buckets. She also made the temperature of the potions in the three wooden buckets ten degrees different.
A scent of herbal medicine suddenly spread out.
"Send someone to guard!"
Ye Fan told Jin Zhiyuan: "Don't let anyone break in in the next two hours."
"Once it is interfered with, the effect will be halved at best, or all the previous efforts will be wasted at worst."
He exhaled a long breath: "So you have to control the outside."
Although this thing will not go crazy, if it is disturbed lightly or seriously, it will still have a great impact on the patient.
Jin Zhiyuan nodded slightly: "Don't worry, I will never let anyone interfere with you."
She immediately mobilized more than a dozen people to guard the courtyard, preventing anyone from waiting for even a cat to approach.
Ye Fan nodded in approval, and then asked Jin Zhiyuan to help Quan Xiangguo and carefully put him into the fifty-degree wooden barrel.
Then Ye Fan took off all his clothes so that he could perform the needles better later.
Once the clothes were removed, the upper body, which was not covered by the purple-black potion, clearly showed Kim Ji-won's vision.
Looking at her grandfather's upper body covered with scars and skin and bones, Jin Zhiyuan couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and her eyes turned red unknowingly.
Remember how powerful and graceful he was when he was the prime minister of the country and was in awe of the situation?
Now, the cold and cold system has tortured my body into a shriveled body, and in order to relieve the pain, I have suffered scars all over my body.
"Old gentleman will be fine."
Ye Fan felt Jin Zhiyuan's emotions and softly comforted her.
Quan Xiangguo also smiled kindly: "Zhiyuan, don't worry, Brother Ye will take action, I will be fine soon."
Jin Zhiyuan looked at Ye Fan gratefully: "Ye Fan, please."
After saying that, she stepped aside and stared at the entrance of the room while waiting for Mark to treat her.
"Old sir, today we will detoxify and treat the symptoms as well as the root cause. It may cause great pain."
Ye Fan opened the box prepared by Jin Zhiyuan and revealed hundreds of silver needles of different lengths: "Please be patient later."
Quan Xiangguo smiled when he heard this: "Brother Ye, please come here. I don't believe it. There is pain more severe than this evil."
"Then let's get started."
Ye Fan put away his smile, held the silver needle in both hands, and stabbed the silver needle into the eight meridians of Quan Xiangguo.
With the prick of the silver needle, Quan Xiangguo's body shook, as if his whole body's potential was stimulated.
The potion then penetrated into the skin, causing Quan Xiangguo's body to spurt out wisps of black liquid, just like the cold poison remaining on the surface.
After the black liquid was forced out, Quan Xiangguo's skin became more rosy and looked much smoother than before.
Seeing the transformation of Quan Xiangguo's spirit, Ye Fan showed a smile and went in with eighty-one needles again.
He tried his best to stimulate the yang energy in Quan Xiangguo's body.
Firstly, he had to adapt to the overbearing power of the marrow cleansing potion, and secondly, he exerted force both internally and externally to force the evil poison out of Quan Xiangguo's body.
Ye Fan's idea was very good, but the remaining evil was also extremely tenacious.
It seemed as if it felt that Ye Fan was trying to drive away the poison. Once stimulated by the potion and silver needle, it immediately became violent and rushed rapidly through the body.
Yin Du seemed to be looking for a suitable acupuncture point to hide in, to avoid Ye Fan's annihilation of it.
Not long after, the black liquid stopped seeping out and the temperature of the potion began to drop.
The ruddy skin of Quan Xiangguo gradually returned to normal.
"Change the barrel!"
Ye Fan simply picked up Quan Xiangguo and put him into the 60-degree bathtub.
The potion in this barrel has a higher temperature and is more powerful.
As soon as Quan Xiangguo put it in, his body suddenly made a crackling sound, like a firecracker.
Finally, it was like thunder that irritated the eardrums.
Under the skin of Quan Xiangguo's body, it was like there were thousands of insects swarming around, one after another, the situation was very horrifying.
With the rapid rise and fall under the skin, Quan Xiangguo's rosy skin actually cracked.
Wisps of dark black blood seeped out of the body and flowed into the tub.
In the end, the blood streaks gradually turned into blood, gurgling and making the entire bathtub become turbid.
Quan Xiangguo's expression also became painful, and he grasped the edge of the barrel with both hands, almost crushing it.
Jin Zhiyuan couldn't help but exclaimed: "Grandpa!"
"Don't move!"
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to block the worried Jin Zhiyuan: "The potion is removing toxins from the bone marrow."
Jin Zhiyuan struggled to speak: "Is this marrow cleansing?"
"That's right!"
Ye Fan nodded: "The first bucket is to cut the hair, and the second bucket is to wash the marrow. It has been poisoned for too long, and some of it has penetrated into the bone marrow. What if I don't wash it properly?"
Jin Zhiyuan felt a lot more relieved.
As time passed, the potion in the second bathtub turned dark red and emitted an unpleasant smell.
Quan Xiangguo's skinny body also turned into a bloody gourd.
There was blood oozing from his eyes and ears, and the bones all over his body were still crackling.
The potion changes the physique of the Prime Minister like a ravaging beast.
Ye Fan and Jin Zhiyuan didn't need to feel it for themselves. They knew that Quan Xiangguo was in great pain right now, but he could grit his teeth and remain silent.
This made Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh: "You are worthy of being a master of swordsmanship."
If it were him, he would have screamed twice.
However, Ye Fan did not relax. He controlled the time for soaking the potion while holding the silver needle to adjust his body condition.
He firmly controlled the pace of detoxification... The poison in Quan Xiangguo's body was also very tenacious. He did not abandon his armor and surrender, but instead moved around, making a death struggle.
Ye Fan pinched nine silver needles, preparing to let Quan Xiangguo unleash his potential and force out his final evil... "Woo--" At almost the same moment, six black Mercedes-Benz parked in front of the Hongdou Club.
The car door opened, and first a dozen southern men came out.
They are all wearing black suits, black sunglasses, and weapons hidden in their waists. They look very professional.
Then, several young men and women emerged from the car in the middle, all dressed in gorgeous clothes and high-spirited.
Among them, a woman in sunglasses who was a few years older than Kim Ji-won walked in front.
The eyebrows are delicate, the hair is carefully pulled up, the skin is breakable, and the figure is undulating.
He is arrogant and his high heels click loudly, giving him a domineering attitude.
The guards at the door couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw her appearing.
