There was silence in the room, no one dared to disturb Qin Yang.
Qin Yang's expression was extremely solemn, this bone-corroding septicemia poison was a very powerful poison.
The person who poisoned Li Tiantong did not have good intentions.
However, he felt strange because the amount of poison could torture Li Tiantong, but it would not kill him quickly.
If you want to kill Li Tiantong, how can you control the amount of toxin?
A heavy hour passed, and Li Tiantong's face turned from pale to somewhat gray.
Qin Yang slapped Li Tiantong on the back, and with a pop, Li Tiantong spit out a black and red blood arrow and fell to the ground.
The latter's complexion also quickly returned to normal. Although it was still pale, it was not as scary as before.
Li Tiantong's eyelashes trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
"I am..."
"grandfather!"
Li Shiyan had been in high tension for more than an hour. When she saw her grandfather waking up, she cried with joy.
"Shiyan..."
Li Tiantong quickly remembered his last situation, which seemed to be a sharp pain, and then he vomited blood and fell down.
Qin Yang put away the silver needles one by one. The roots of these silver needles turned black. This was unprecedented, which showed how violent and terrifying the poison was.
"Mr. Liao, did you save me?" Li Tiantong was slightly surprised when he saw Liao Zhongming.
This Great Xia Holy Hand actually appears here!
Liao Zhongming waved his hand quickly: "I dare not take this credit. I am very ashamed. I can't do anything to poison you."
"The one who really saved you was the miracle doctor Qin, Qin Yang."
"Qin Yang..."
Putting away the anger from the silver needle, he walked to a position where Li Tiantong could see him and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, we meet again."
Li Tiantong said gratefully: "It's really you! You have saved my life twice."
Qin Yang said: "Lao Li said harshly. You have helped me a lot before."
"That's nothing..."
Li Tiantong shook his head, then saw a room full of famous doctors and said politely: "Thank you for your trouble, please stay and let my son treat you well."
The eyes of the old Chinese medicine doctor who had previously believed that no one could save Li Tiantong except for the intervention of the Living King of Hell flickered.
He laughed and said: "Mr. Li, that's polite, isn't it? We are very curious about this little miracle doctor, why don't you introduce it to us?"
Li Tiantong's expression moved slightly, and he felt a little sad.
These old guys usually have eyes that reach into the sky. Even the municipal government of Tianyang City may not have such a gentle and polite attitude.
At this moment, they didn't even dare to talk to Qin Yang directly.
One can imagine how shocked Qin Yang was to them when he saved him this time.
Otherwise, with their temperament, how could they allow themselves to be the middleman to help them build a bridge with Qin Yang?
"This is Qin Yang in Yunyang City. I had some physical problems before, so I went to see Zhao Zhongyang for treatment, and I met him there."
After that, Li Tiantong said to Qin Yang: "Qin Yang, these are all famous old Chinese doctors in Tianyang City."
"This person is from the same family as you. His surname is also Qin, and his name is Qin Nanling."
"Who is this..."
Li Tiantong briefly introduced them, and Qin Yang remembered their names.
Because he was too weak, everyone went downstairs.