Chai Kang was overjoyed when he saw this scene. He came over and grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders, "Do you know medical skills?"
"I know a little bit."
Feng Lin smiled and shrugged.
"Just one moment will do, you follow me!"
Chai Kang grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder and ran towards a building in the distance.
Su Zishu saw this and asked strangely: "Is anyone else poisoned?"
"Yes! The sixth-level Dacheng master here is the descendant of the sect master, but he was poisoned by one of the three demons before and has been in a coma for half a month."
Zhou Yang explained.
Su Zishu nodded secretly and continued working on the construction.
She deliberately switched to a double-layer design to isolate the sound from the outside world as much as possible.
This way I can chat with Feng Lin about some private topics at night.
…
On the other side, Feng Lin was taken to a palace by Chai Kang.
There is a stone bed here surrounded by mosquito nets.
Chai Kang opened the mosquito net, pointed inside and said, "Feng Lin, take a look at her quickly. My successor is Zhuang Yike."
"village……"
Feng Lin immediately walked over and found a black-haired girl in a skirt lying here.
The woman closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes were like fans, covering the slits between her eyes.
Her face looked very childish, and Feng Lin could catch her pretty face with one hand.
Judging from his appearance, he is only a few years older than Ailian and Yaoyao.
Probably around fifteen or sixteen years old.
"She was poisoned by one of the three demons and has been in coma for half a month. These days, her breath is getting weaker and weaker."
Chai Kang grabbed Feng Lin's arm hard, his eyes a little excited, "But I can't do anything, she may die if this continues!"
"Where's the injury?" Feng Lin asked.
"On the right side in front of me, as long as you can save her, I will teach you any formation secrets of Xuantian Clan."
Chai Kang had no choice, Zhuang Yike would definitely die if he continued like this.
It is better to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor and take a gamble with Feng Lin.
Other than that, there was nothing he could do.
"Senior, there's no need for this. I'll take a look first."
Feng Lin stepped forward, looked at the wound in front of him and said, "I need to take off her skirt, senior, do you agree?"
"After all, you need treatment. It's all up to you. I'll keep watch outside. If you need anything, call me."
At this point, how can Chai Kang care so much?
The primary purpose now is to save his disciple's life.
Feng Lin pulled out the scalpel and cut open the entire skirt.
Everything above is in full view.
Although he looks older than Yaoyao, he has only just begun to take form in front of him.
It's just a little stronger than Elen.
There were bruises on her delicate neck, as well as wounds on her five fingers in front of her body.
Feng Lin had already guessed how the other party would attack.
One hand grabbed her neck, and the other hand turned into a claw and stabbed into her body.
Feng Lin lowered his head and smelled it. It was also poisonous, similar to Zhou Yang.
It seems that spiritual poison is not something that ordinary people can possess.
The reason why her injuries were more serious was simply because they were injured in front of her body.
Although it is a bit troublesome, it can be cured.
However, Feng Lin planned to do the same as when he treated Chi Jinghong.
Treat slowly.
In this case, Chai Kang will definitely find a way to save his life.
Feng Lin first used a few silver needles to prevent the spread of toxins.
He exited, pulled up the mosquito net, turned around and shouted, "Senior."
"How about it?"
Chai Kang, who was standing outside the stone palace, rushed over immediately.
"It can be cured."
Feng Lin said with a smile, "But it's a bit troublesome. It will take at least a month or two."
"As long as it can be cured, I don't ask for time!"
Chai Kang grabbed Feng Lin's shoulders with both hands and said excitedly, "Feng Lin, from now on, you are not a disciple, you are the elder of our Xuantian Sect."
"Senior, you're welcome. She was poisoned for a long time and the toxin spread to many places. I need a little bit of treatment, so I can't rush."
Feng Lin walked in with a smile, "I'm busy."
"Okay! I'll tell the others your identity!"
After Chai Kang finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace.
Feng Lin started to work again. He was not in a hurry. Anyway, treating the disease was like spinning silk.
Suddenly, another ninth level nearby moved and was approaching Feng Lin.
Feng Lin put the treasures of heaven and earth aside and pretended to be busy.
After a few breaths, a middle-aged man with half-closed eyes, as if he hadn't woken up, appeared outside the mosquito net.
His hair has grown to his neck, but it is messy, like a beggar on the street.
Feng Lin looked back and jumped off the stone bed, "Hello, senior!"
"Are you treating her?"
The man asked with half-closed eyes.
"Yes, it should be cured, but it will take some time." Feng Lin nodded.
"If you can be cured, there will be a lot of benefits. If you can't be cured, I will kill you."
The man's half-closed eyes suddenly became sinister.
"Then I won't be cured, and I'm not sure."
Feng Lin's face was a little unhappy. He was just an ordinary ninth-level person. Why was he so crazy?
"If you don't treat me, I will kill you now! Zhuang Yike's body is not something someone like you can see!"
While the man was talking, Chai Kang rushed over from outside.
"Zhuangji!"
Chai Kang walked in with a solemn expression, "Get out!"
Feng Lin frowned, this person also has the surname Zhuang?
According to Zhuang Qingyan's words, the wallet should be handed over to older people.
Zhuang Yike, who is lying down, is still very young. Should he be handed over to this man?
"I keep my word. Zhuang Yike's body is not something you can see. If you can't cure it, I will kill you!"
After Zhuang Ji finished speaking, he looked at Chai Kang indifferently, then turned and left.
"Feng Lin, don't worry, even if it can't be cured, I will protect you."
Chai Kang patted Feng Lin on the shoulder.
"Senior, who is he?" Feng Lin asked.
"Zhuang Ji, Zhuang Yike's uncle, if it weren't for Yike's sake, I would have driven him away long ago."
Chai Kang said fiercely, "Relying on the contribution that the banker made to Xuantianmen, I stay here and rest on my laurels. I am obviously a ninth-level person and do nothing."
Feng Lin decided to gather some information, "Senior, I remember that senior said before that it seems that the new sect leader of Tianji is also named Zhuang."
"Yes, her name is Zhuang Qingyan."
When Chai Kang said this, he shook his head slightly and said, "Forget it, the bankers are doing it themselves anyway, and now there are only these two left, so there is nothing to say."
After saying that, Chai Kang left here.
Feng Lin returned to the stone bed again, leaving only these two people. In this case, the purse must be sacrificed to the village.
He hesitated for a moment and decided not to give it first and wait to see the situation.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
Feng Lin sat with everyone to eat together, and during this period he also knew that everyone's clothes were nondescript.
Because they have been trapped for a long time.
Their clothes or food come from the space rings of those dead disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
After meal.
Feng Lin jumped to the roof immediately.
I found that the house built by Su Zishu was quite good. It was made of stones piled up into a rectangular parallelepiped.
The sealing is very good, almost all gaps are blocked by mud.
When I walked in and took a look, there were two stone beds, one and a half meters apart.
At this time, Su Zishu also came in. She took out a wooden board from the space ring and blocked the exit.
Suddenly there was no light inside.
"Brother, your sealing is too good. Is it breathable?"
Feng Lin felt more and more uncomfortable. Could this guy be planning to kill him today?
He was considering whether to pretend to be asleep, and if he made any unusual movements, it would be better to strike first.