At this time, in the hall, one could hear the drop of a needle, and everyone's eyes were focused on that thin figure, with a pair of eyes full of respect.
Heavenly level pharmacist, this is the treasure of the entire continent, a priceless treasure!
The higher the level of the pharmacopoeia, the higher the requirements for physical fitness. As for the heaven-level pharmacopoeia, it is even more demanding. It can be said that all major holy places have one copy, or several copies have been handed down since ancient times.
Tian-level Pharmacopoeia, but no one can be found who can continue to inherit the Pharmacopoeia.
This is why the current predicament of major holy places is that some holy places have one or two heaven-level pharmacists, but some holy places don't even have one.
It can be seen how rare this physique is!
Therefore, when they saw that Feng Hao turned out to be a heaven-level pharmacist, everyone's attitude changed 180 degrees. At this time, no one dared to have any strange feelings, even hiding in the dark
The two powerful men from the place also came out.
"Master, I'm so sorry!"
Both of them have gray hair. At this time, they both have sincere apologies on their faces and are very polite.
It is very unwise to offend a heavenly pharmacist!
"Ruxian Duo is rude, but I hope Master will forgive you!"
Liu Ruxian had a sweet smile on her charming face, and her voice was like flowing water, blowing through the entire audience like a spring breeze.
Feng Hao didn't speak, he just glanced at them indifferently and nodded slightly. Although his face was cold, he didn't show much dissatisfaction, which made them sigh in relief.
This heaven-level master seems to have a very broad mind. If it were anyone else, they would have fallen out a long time ago. If that were the case, Langxie Holy Land would have no choice but to apologize.
Because, there is still an organization in this world that can compare to the Holy Land, the Pharmacist Guild!
There is no doubt that the Pharmacist Guild was established to protect pharmacists, especially heaven-level pharmacists, who are their key protection targets.
It is conceivable that if Feng Hao goes to the Pharmacist Guild for help as a heaven-level pharmacist, it will be too much for even Langye Holy Land. Moreover, there will be many people who are willing to let the heaven-level pharmacist owe him a favor.
That’s like saving an extra life!
Pharmacists, especially senior pharmacists, should never be offended. This is the consensus of the entire continent!
At this time, the one who was most excited was undoubtedly Wu Jiasheng.
He never expected that a heaven-level pharmacist would appear. In this way, even if he could not be cured, there would be absolutely no problem in extending his life by half a year.
However, when he thought of Feng Hao's request, Wu Jiasheng's fiery heart slowly calmed down, and his eyes flickered a little.
As a Xiangshi master, he naturally knows the value of his secret technique.
That is absolutely priceless!
"How's it going? Have you thought about it clearly?"
Feng Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, and an indifferent voice came out of his mouth.
"this..."
There was a look of confusion on Wu Jiasheng's face, and Liu Ruxian and the two powerful men on the side also frowned.
Obviously, this request was a bit difficult for them to accept.
"Master, I am willing to use 20 million Wu Jing..."
"I don't lack Wu Jing!"
Before Wu Jiasheng finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Hao with a cold voice. Seeing their embarrassed expressions, Feng Hao frowned without a trace, raised the corner of his mouth, and immediately said, "What? Is it your father's health?
, isn’t it worth that secret technique?”
"Um?"
Wu Jiasheng was stunned, "Master, what do you mean...?"
"snort!"
Without answering his words, Feng Hao snorted lightly and walked towards the side room.
Looking at Feng Hao who was walking toward the side room, Wu Jiasheng smiled and said something to the dozen or so pharmacists in the hall, waved to the butler to wait on him, and then hurriedly followed with Liu Ruxian and the two powerful men.
Slowly approaching the side room, a faint soft light came out, and Feng Hao gently opened the door.
The space in the room is quite large. In the center, a large bed is placed. An old man with a withered face is lying on it. Around the bed, several maids are busy coming and going. When they hear the door,
They cast their gaze over, and soon began to carefully take care of the old man who had fallen into a coma.
Slowly approaching the big bed, Feng Hao's eyes swept over the bed and found that the old man's face was as white as a piece of paper, and there was a hint of death on his peacefully sleeping face.
"There are still two or three days left at most."
Glancing at the old man's face, which looked like he had half a foot in the grave, Feng Hao whispered.
"That's right."
Wu Jiasheng, who was following closely behind him, sighed and shook his head, then said carefully: "Master, do you think we can delay it for some time?"
On the side, Liu Ruxian also nodded slightly, staring closely at the thin and indifferent young man beside him with a pair of bright eyes.
"You still have two days to think about it and prepare the secret method. I will save people, otherwise there will be no discussion."
Feng Hao looked at Wu Jiasheng coldly and said calmly.
"Master, do you..."
Wu Jiasheng's heart skipped a beat and his voice was a little excited.
Liu Ruxian and the two powerful men of Langxie Holy Land also looked at him in great surprise.
"Hmph! Even a small coronary heart disease can't trouble me!"
Under their expectant gazes, Feng Hao snorted coldly, his expression quite arrogant, his voice still calm and without any fluctuation.
"Chichi!..."
After saying that, Feng Hao slowly took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand, and casually shot out a few drops of medicinal properties, which were injected into the heart of the old man on the bed.
"Ahem!..."
Not long after, the pale complexion of the old man who was sleeping peacefully and soundly turned a sickly flush. He opened his mouth and coughed up a few mouthfuls of purulent phlegm. Seeing this, several maids quickly handed over the spittoon to catch it.
Then, the sleeping old man slowly opened his eyes. It seemed that he was not used to the strong light from the outside world. He slowly closed them again, just squinting his eyes slightly. A little, he slowly opened his dim eyes.
Inside, there is a little bit of excitement.
The old man's reaction was witnessed by everyone in the room. The maids, Liu Ruxian, and the two powerful men all looked at the old man who was still struggling to get up with incredulous eyes.
The old man who had been given up by the Heavenly Medicine Master of the Holy Land was now as if he had come back from the dead and regained his vitality. Looking at the old man who stood up with the support of two maids, they were all speechless.
"father!"
Wu Jiasheng let out a cry of extreme surprise, walked up to him, glanced at the old man, and asked worriedly, "Dad, do you still feel uncomfortable in any way?"
"Oh, it's Jiasheng."
The old man glanced at Wu Jiasheng, dismissed the maids on both sides, and shook his hands and feet slightly, "There is nothing wrong... It's just that my bones are a little sore..." ~
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