After Zhou Bitong woke up, he saw Ye Feng's back in a trance.
"Advisor?"
"Master, you are so seriously injured, why don't you tell me?"
Hearing Ye Feng's voice, Zhou Bitong woke up completely.
He looked down at the wheelchair next to the bed.
"How could you be here?"
Ye Feng looked at Zhou Bitong solemnly: "Master, the poison on your body is very strange. Was it made by Yangxi Lao Poison?"
Zhou Bitong sighed and saw that Ye Feng had already known, so he spoke.
"You are my only disciple, how could I watch you get hurt? Yang Xi Lao Du wanted to bully my disciple with the big ones, and he didn't ask me if I agreed?"
Speaking of this, a trace of shame flashed in his eyes and he immediately said.
"Don't worry, disciple, don't see that I'm in a very embarrassing situation now. In fact, the old poison was forced back by me with three needles and was still asleep now. It will only take at least three years to wake up!"
Ye Feng looked at Zhou Bitong deeply, and a touch of emotion surged in his heart.
"But your dantian is completely destroyed and you can't practice again. And you are in a weird way. Do you still want to hide it from me?"
He had just taken Zhou Bitong's pulse and found that his body was completely decayed and his body was decayed and decayed.
There are at least two kinds of toxins in the body.
One of the medicines is domineering, which is the main reason for the damage to his dantian.
The other is the poison he accidentally was poisoned when the Han and Su families fought.
Later, when he woke up, he found that the poison on his body had disappeared.
At that time, he suspected that Zhou Bitong had detoxified him.
But the truth is far more exciting than his guess.
Zhou Bitong's way of detoxifying him was to force the toxins directly onto himself.
To protect him!
"Master, thank you."
A trace of tears flashed in Zhou Bitong's eyes, and he waved his hand as if he was not very concerned.
"I am a dignified Xuanbei God Beggar. If I can't even protect my disciples, wouldn't it be a joke if it spreads out?"
"Isn't it just that I can't practice? It doesn't matter!"
The more Zhou Bitong said this, the more moved Ye Feng was.
He looked at Zhou Bitong solemnly and said.
"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely cure you."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. I heard that before this, Yangxi Lao Poison had been studying this poison for three years. You can imagine how domineering the nature of this poison is!"
Zhou Bitong said this, hoping that Ye Feng would not put too much pressure on himself.
However, the next second.
Ye Feng said directly: "I have already prepared a prescription for a preliminary preparation, but I still have a medicine."
"What?"
Zhou Bitong looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.
I thought I had heard it wrong.
"You just said that you have already drafted the prescription?"
Ye Feng took out the prescription he had written before, and Zhou Bitong quickly picked up the prescription with both hands.
He recited ninety-one medicinal herbs in turn, and Zhou Bitong's eyes became even more confused.
"Can this prescription really detoxify?"
Obviously, these ninety medicinal herbs are the most common antidotes.
It can be bought in ordinary pharmacies.
If you insist on talking about the only special one, it is the last one to focus on Qingming grass.
But this Qingming grass is obviously a medicine to prolong life, so how can it be used in the antidote prescription?
Zhou Bitong even doubted whether this was a prescription that Ye Feng deliberately wrote casually.
In order to make him feel at ease!
"I didn't lie to you." Ye Feng said straight away: "Qingming grass has always been misunderstood. It does have the effect of prolonging life, but this effect is not obvious."
"Its greatest value lies in its inclusive and neutral medicinal properties."
"It can detoxify and catalyze and balance the properties of medicine. It can be said that Qingming grass is the finishing touch of the entire prescription!"
Catalysis, balance drug properties!
After Zhou Bitong knew the real efficacy of Qingming Grass, he looked at this prescription and had different experiences.
An excited light burst out in his eyes and said eagerly.
"So, can this prescription really relieve the poison on my body?"
"Of course!" Ye Feng said seriously: "You can buy all the medicinal materials in front, but the last one needs to wait."
Qingming herbs are rare.
What's more, everyone only knows that it has the effect of prolonging life.
In the past, every Qingming grass appeared in the world, it would attract everyone's attention.
Little do you know.
Even a hundred-year-old Qingming grass can bring about the effect of prolonging life and prolonging life.
Seeing Ye Feng so sure!
Zhou Bitong couldn't help but burst into tears!
He is a monk, what makes him more painful than not being able to practice?
But he didn't want Ye Feng to blame himself, so he pretended not to care!
Now that he knows that he still has a chance to heal, how could he not be ecstatic?!
"well!!"
Zhou Bitong held Ye Feng's hand tightly, his face flushed with excitement.
"Don't worry, Master, I will definitely get the Qingming grass."
Although he cannot help Zhou Bitong recover for the time being, he can rewrite a prescription to reduce his pain.
An hour later, Ye Feng brought a bowl of dark medicine juice.
"Master, you drink the medicine first, I'll give you an injection."
Zhou Bitong turned his head straight and drank the medicine in one go.
"This time, the injection of the needle is to force the toxins in your knees away."
First force the toxins all over his body to a place, and then you can directly remove the poison when you get the Qingming grass!
After understanding Ye Feng’s ideas, Zhou Bitong nodded with relief.
It was half an hour after the injection of the needle.
Zhou Bitong lost his spiritual energy and became an ordinary person, so he fell asleep directly.
When Ye Feng walked back to the living room, he decided to call Zhao Guozhong and asked him to send someone to take care of his master.
As soon as he got his phone, he found that there were six missed calls on the screen!
It was Xueyi's phone number.
It turned out that it was because it was not charged for too long, and the phone's low battery level automatically switched to silent mode.
He directly called.
Soon, Han Xueyi's voice came from the other end.
"Ye Feng, my father...he is back."
"I understand, I'll be back soon." A glimmer flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.
As early as when he asked someone to deliberately let the Su family enter the First Principal Kingdom, he had already expected Han Chengyi to collude with the Su family.
Unexpectedly, Han Chengyi's movements were not slow.
That's fine.
Then solve it completely!
After leaving the residential building, Ye Feng received a call from Zhao Guozhong.
"Sir, what you said is true. Someone drove a car with a Wanshoushan Pass to Yipin Jiangshan to pick up Xu Lingshuang..."
Ye Feng had just known that Xu Lingshuang asked Chen Si to pick her up, so he was not surprised to hear this.
"I understand, I have someone tied up the two and sent them to the Han family in Wanshoushan."
"yes."
Zhao Guozhong's voice was full of respect: "The person who cares for Senior Xuanbei God Beggar has passed, please don't worry, sir."
"good."
at the same time.
Wanshoushan Han Family.
Han Tai's face turned pale, and he sat in the first seat of the main hall with a big sword.
Han Chengyi knelt on the ground, holding one of Han Tai's legs with both hands, and cried so hard that he burst into tears.
"Father, my son really knows that he is wrong! Just forgive me!"
Han Xueyi sat down.
After she came back, she went back to the room to sort out her appearance. She originally thought that after sorting out, she would go to my grandfather to talk about the afternoon, but she never expected that Han Chengyi would come!
She even took the lead and started pleading with her grandfather's legs.
Seeing that his grandfather's face was so ugly, Han Xueyi did not immediately say what happened during the day.
She couldn't imagine it.
If grandpa knew that his father had attacked her more than once, would he be like this?!
Han Chengyi seemed to be sure that she was afraid of making the old man angry, and began to cry in front of her.
An hour passed.
Han Tai was impatient with crying, and he frowned and lowered his head.