He knew that Panjiaye's illness would definitely not recover on its own, and there must be some reason that he didn't know.
Pan Jiaye said: "Brother Chu, it was Brother Chu who cured me."
Pan Bao's eyes flashed: "Is he the one who helped you at the airport?"
Pan Meiyue looked in disbelief: "Can he really cure you?"
Pan Bao reported the situation to her truthfully.
Pan Meiyue had the same idea as Pan Bao. She felt that Chu Tianshu knew Pan Jiaye's identity and was deliberately getting close to him, and that Chu Tianshu had ulterior motives.
As for Chu Tianshu's claim that Pan Jiaye's illness could be cured, she naturally didn't believe it.
But he didn't expect that the liar he thought had ulterior motives could actually have this ability.
You know, even Luo Wuji, the founder of the Chinese Medical Hall, was helpless about his daughter's illness.
Pan Meiyue and Pan Bao looked at each other with complicated expressions.
Pan Bao murmured to himself: "Did I really make a mistake?"
Pan Meiyue asked: "Where is Mr. Chu?
I want to thank him personally."
On the one hand, I was grateful, and on the other hand, Chu Tianshu could even cure such a serious disease. Even a fool could realize the value of such superb medical skills. Pan Meiyue suddenly wanted to make friends.
Pan Jiaye said hurriedly: "Brother Chu has been captured. Mom, please find a way to save him."
"Captured?"
Pan Bao frowned, "Who could do this?"
Pan Jiaye said: "The other party said that he is from the National Medical Hall."
Pan Meiyue asked in confusion: "Why did the people from the National Medical Hall arrest him?"
"They said that Brother Chu's skin care product formula comes from their pharmacopoeia."
Pan Jiaye said firmly: "This must not be the case. Brother Chu's medical skills are much better than theirs. How could he steal their things?"
Pan Meiyue smiled and said, "Kasyapa, don't worry, I'll find a way right now."
…
More than an hour later, the car stopped. Chu Tianshu was pulled out of the car, stepped onto the stairs, and seemed to be taken into a basement.
To be precise, it should be a dungeon, because after he entered, he heard the sound of the iron door closing behind him.
Soon, Chu Tianshu was pinned down on a chair and his hands and feet were shackled.
Chu Tianshu cursed in his heart, this treatment was really comparable to severe punishment prisoners.
Is this National Medical Hall still a sect of medical skills?
Why does it look more like a secret service?
Then, the door closed and no one paid attention to him.
Chu Tian was so happy that he took the time to meditate, hoping to break the seal.
When he breaks the seal, it's time to settle accounts with these bastards from the National Medical Hall.
At this time, the old man's voice appeared in Chu Tianshu's mind: "Boy, do you now know what it means to be someone outside the world and there is a world outside the world?"
There was a bit of schadenfreude in his tone.
Chu Tianshu said angrily: "He used external forces, otherwise do you think he will be my opponent?"
"What happened to using external force?"
The old man sneered and said: "It's someone's ability to use external force. Why don't you use it?"
Chu Tianshu said: "Maybe I have a good master."
The old man smiled and cursed: "You brat, you can't even forget to kill me now."
"Let's get down to business."
Chu Tianshu asked: "What was the talisman that the other party used to immobilize me just now?"
The old man said: "If it can immobilize you, of course it is a Immobilization Talisman."
Chu Tianshu then asked: "How to release it?"
The old man said: "Unless there is a master whose cultivation level surpasses that of Chi Yan, he can remove it for you."
Chu Tianshu asked: "What if not?
Have you always been fixed?"
The old man said: "No, you will be free once the statute of limitations expires."
Chu Tianshu asked hurriedly: "How long will it take?"
The old man chuckled and said, "When the statute of limitations is up, you will naturally understand."
"Can you be more serious?"
Chu Tianshu said angrily, and then said: "Will you teach me how to draw a holding charm?"
This thing is so easy to use. When you meet someone with a higher level of cultivation than yourself, or you don't want to take action, you can just throw it out and restrain the opponent. It's a magical tool.
The old man said: "Do you think any piece of paper can be used to draw a holding charm?"
Only then did Chu Tianshu remember that when he drew talismans before, he always used monster animal skins.
He asked: "Does it mean that high-quality monster skins are needed to draw the amulet?"
The old man smiled and said, "You're not stupid yet. Once you find the materials, I'll teach you how to draw."
After saying this, he became silent.
Chu Tianshu knew that once the old man's voice disappeared, it would be useless to call him again, so he did not call him again.
…
In an empty quiet room, the decoration was antique. Only a short table filled with tea sets was placed near the window, and a futon was placed on each side of the low table.
On the wall facing the door, there is a Chinese character "sword" written with flying dragons and phoenixes.
On the other side of the wall, there is a weapons rack with various long swords on it.
At this time, Lu Shanhai was sitting cross-legged under the character "Sword", holding Yuan Shouyi in his arms, with white mist rising above his head.
The door opened, and Luo Yinghao strode in with two of his men, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Lu is injured?"
Lu Shanhai opened his eyes: "That boy has advanced cultivation. Don't worry, young master, I can solve it myself."
Luo Yinghao stepped forward and leaned over, reaching out to hold Lu Shanhai's veins. His expression suddenly changed: "Such a serious internal injury."
He let go of Lu Shanhai's wrist, stood up and said, "Mr. Lu, if necessary, I will ask my father to come out of seclusion..."
Lu Shanhai shook his head and interrupted: "The master is in retreat at the most critical moment. If it is not an urgent matter, you cannot disturb him."
Luo Yinghao frowned, and after a moment, he nodded and said, "That's what Mr. Lu said, but if Mr. Lu needs anything, he will inform me as soon as possible."
Although Lu Shanhai is just a long-term follower of Luo Wuji, he has grown up watching Luo Yinghao, and Luo Yinghao has always treated him as an elder.
What's more, it is self-evident what it means to be a profound master who is loyal to the National Medical Hall, and the National Medical Hall cannot afford to lose.
Lu Shanhai nodded and closed his eyes again.
"Then I won't disturb Mr. Lu's healing."
Luo Yinghao bowed, turned around and left with the others.
When they arrived outside the door, Luo Yinghao ordered: "You guys just stay outside and if anything happens to Mr. Lu, let me know as soon as possible."
"yes!"
The attendant behind him responded and stood respectfully outside the door.
At this time, Yuan Hongtian came up to him, bowed and saluted, and asked: "Elder brother, I heard that Mr. Lu is injured?"
Luo Yinghao said in a deep voice: "The boy named Chu has been sent to the dungeon and will be left to you to deal with. After paying such a high price, you must gain something."
Yuan Hongtian smiled: "Don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely be able to pry his mouth open."
After Luo Yinghao left, Yuan Hongtian walked to the dungeon and said to himself with a ferocious expression: "Boy, I want to see if you can still be tough this time."