In a temporarily opened secret room, Qianmian meditated on the pudding mat, and an eternal light was placed on his right hand.
Suddenly.
The flames of the eternal light leaped for a moment and then suddenly went out the next second.
A young boy in green was guarding the eternal light. When he saw the eternal lights go out, the child's sleepiness disappeared instantly, and his face was full of fear.
Oh no!
The eternal light is out, big things are not good!
He was about to speak when he saw Qianmian wake up from meditation and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Master."
The little boy quickly knelt on the ground, stammering his lips: "Master, the eternal light... is out."
A trace of darkness flashed across a pair of old eyes with Qianfang.
He had just sensed it, and as the spiritual energy of the Phantom Spirit Grass was exhausted in Zhao Wangtian's body, he was now almost exhausted.
In other words.
Zhao Wangtian, not far from death!
Qianmeng's face darkened, and his eyes were filled with gloomy colors: "Zhao Wangtian, Zhao Wangtian, a waste!!!"
When thousands of faces are angry, sails hanging in the secret room are automatically free of wind, and the air around it seems to have been split into countless wind blades.
The little boy's body was cut by the wind blade, and he was covered in blood. However, he didn't even dare to beg for mercy. He just kept kowtowing and asked for a thousand faces to calm his anger!
"Master...Master!"
"Get out!"
Huh!
Qianmian suddenly brushed his sleeves, and a powerful force rolled towards the little boy, throwing him out of the secret room.
The other end.
The venue of the Chinese Medicine Association.
Since Qin Mingchuan and Wu Tianyong made a bet, everyone has been looking at the screen more eagerly, for fear of not observing a crucial detail for the moment.
Therefore, Zhao Wangtian fell down in the operating room, which immediately caused a storm on the ground!
And at the same time when Zhao Wangtian fell, Ye Feng finally moved.
"The time is here! Turn off the fire!"
The people who Bao Xiaobao were almost stunned!
He saw that the patient's body was extremely hot and he was about to cook at any time in the next second!
He was already ready and was waiting for Ye Feng to give orders.
Now that he heard this, Bao Xiaobao quickly turned off the button.
Ye Feng was already standing behind the patient, and while the medicine had not yet dissipated, he waved his hand suddenly!
Twelve needles of creation flew into the sky, with silver light flashing, and then fell down and pierced straight into the patient's back.
The entire action is completed in just one breath!
Bao Xiaobao was stunned by Ye Feng's move.
Ye Feng looked back and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you help the patient up?"
Bao Xiaobao then suddenly came to his senses and quickly helped the patient up from the bathtub.
The patient had a silver needle inserted on the back, so he could only lie on the operating bed at this time.
After doing all this, Ye Feng's eyes were attracted by the movements in the operating room beside him, and he looked up.
The venue was completely boiling.
The operating room next to him was surrounded by people. Ye Feng noticed that it turned out that Zhao Wangtian fainted. Beside him, Yu Rongchuan was taking his pulse personally.
Ye Feng only glanced at Zhao Wangtian, then withdrew his gaze, turned his head to pack up.
Bao Xiaobao relinked the detection instruments. He looked at the data gradually recovering and his face was full of disbelief.
"Ye, Doctor Ye, the patient is cured?!"
Ye Feng nodded lightly without looking back.
Bao Xiaobao looked at Ye Feng's back, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the silver needle on the patient's back curiously, and his eyes were gradually attracted.
He slowly approached and then noticed that the place where the silver needle was inserted was actually spreading out of the patient's body with a trace of black mist.
Bao Xiaobao rubbed his eyes and opened them again, but found that the mist was still there.
He hesitated for a moment and slowly stretched out his hand...
Just as his hand was about to touch the needle, Ye Feng's voice came.
"Don't move."
Bao Xiaobao's hand suddenly retracted. He quickly looked up, but saw Ye Feng's head not looking back.
"The silver needle needs to be left on the patient for ten minutes, and then remove the needle after ten minutes."
After Ye Feng finished speaking, Bao Xiaobao looked full of admiration!
In the venue, everyone was still whispering.
"Doctor Zhao!Doctor Zhao!! What happened?"
"What's going on? Why did Mr. Zhao suddenly faint?"
"No, I want to go in and take a look!"
"Old Qin calm down. Master Yu of the National Medical Administration and President Qin of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association have already entered. The medical skills of these two are much better than us. When they enter, we will use nothing but causing trouble! It's better to
Just wait here with peace of mind.”
Operating Room 1.
A group of people surrounded Zhao Wangtian.
Zhao Wangtian lay on the ground, not knowing life and death.
Yu Rongchuan squatted beside him, and he grabbed Zhao Wangtian's pulse and his face turned pale.
Qin Pinzhang looked at Yu Rongchuan's face and asked in a low voice.
"How about it?"
Yu Rongchuan shook his head slightly at Qin Pinzhang, and a cluster of stuffy breath spurted out from his nose.
"He woke up right away, but... it wasn't very good."
Seeing this, Qin Pinzhang frowned.
He didn't even rescue him, so he just said it was not very good, and he immediately understood.
"Everything spreads out and exits the operating room."
As soon as Yu Rongchuan finished speaking, he saw Zhao Wangtian lying on the ground awake.
"Help, help the old man..."
As soon as Zhao Wangtian opened his eyes, Yu Rongchuan and others instantly widened their eyes and stared at him.
"Help me get up! I will be able to cure the patient immediately! Ye! Feng!! I will not lose to you!" Zhao Wangtian's chest blood was surging. He endured the pain and stretched out tremblingly.
Take action.
Around him, everyone except Yu Rongchuan and Qin Pinzhang were looking at him in horror.
Seeing Zhao Wangtian stand up, everyone retreated in fear, fearing that they would be held back by Zhao Wangtian.
"Master Yu Mansion, you, what are you doing?"
Zhao Wangtian only felt his chest was stuffy, as if he was pressing against a mountain, and his whole body was like a dilapidated bellows, panting.
He covered his heart, turned his head, and saw the endoscope next to him at a glance.
The next second, Zhao Wangtian saw an old man with dry wrinkles and shrinkage appearing on the endoscope.
The old man has chicken skin and crane hair, his face is full of wrinkles, and he looks very old, as if he has reached the end of his life!
Zhao Wangtian couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
This old man is obviously himself!
This moment.
Zhao Wangtian completely forgot about the game. He looked crazy and grabbed his face with both hands.
"How could this happen? Who did it? Who did it?!"
The next second, he suddenly looked up at Yu Rongchuan: "Master of the Mansion, save me, Master of the Mansion!!"
Yu Rongchuan said slowly with compassion.
"I have reminded you that there is no shortcut to everything in the world, whether it is medical or practice. Even the Phantom Spirit Grass may not be completely harmless."
When Zhao Wangtian heard the three words "Phantom Spirit Grass", he trembled all over.
Then I thought of something and quickly checked the spiritual energy.
But he found nothing after this exploration.
The spiritual energy in his body... disappeared!!
It was not until this moment that Zhao Wangtian completely believed that something was wrong with the Phantom Spirit Grass!
Qianmian and Ye family!!
They lied to him!!!
"Save me, save me!! Lord of the Mansion, save me."
Zhao Wangtian was excited, but Yu Rongchuan could hear that his voice was weak.
"I just checked you, and the vitality in your body has subsided and it has been exhausted!" Yu Rongchuan said, shook his head regretfully.
No matter what, Zhao Wangtian is also a famous doctor.
If he hadn't taken the wrong way in the matter of Xiaoyou Ye, he might have gone further in his life.
It's a pity.
Now, everything has come to nothing!
A trace of despair flashed in Zhao Wangtian's eyes. Could it be that he really has to die?
No!
Next second!
He suddenly remembered that Ye Feng had mentioned before that he was a dying person!
right!
Since Ye Feng saw it, he must know how to save him!