Young Master Dongfang was full of hope and brought Bian Que to the backyard.
It's very quiet here.
The guards were tight, but these people were like tree stumps, standing motionless and making no sound.
This is an essential quality for guarding a large family.
"Ahem." A cough came from the room inside.
"Hurry up, my ancestor is coughing up blood again. Take medicine quickly." A woman's voice came out.
The tranquility was broken, and the people responsible for serving inside were in chaos.
An old, but very confident voice came from the room.
"I don't take medicine. I take medicine all day long. I'm like a medicine jar. Cough cough cough..."
The one who spoke was none other than the ancestor.
The ancestor of the East, when he was young, he was the overlord of one side, so majestic and majestic.
It was precisely because my wife was a star cultivator that she was tortured by the villain of the family. At that time, he was not the clan leader.
The root of the disease has fallen.
The ancestor of Dongfang was not convinced, but with amazing perseverance, he still won the position of patriarch and eradicated dissidents.
Unfortunately, the root cause of the disease cannot always be eliminated.
The last time I fought against the clan leaders of other mansions, I was severely injured again and my health was no longer good.
At this moment, Dongfang Ancestor is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time.
"Ancestor, your body is like this, you can't do it without taking medicine." The waiter advised.
"I just won't eat. Even if I die, I won't eat. Don't try to persuade me. It's useless." The ancestor scolded in a deep voice.
Too tough tempered.
The medicine that was brought was also broken.
No one dared to say anything.
At this moment, Mr. Dongfang came.
"Mr. Dongfang, please advise my ancestor. His illness has relapsed and is even more serious than before. If he doesn't take medicine anymore, I'm afraid he will... wu wu wu." When the waiter said this, he started to cry aggrievedly.
The rest of the service staff also had tears in their eyes.
When Dongfang Patriarch's health was normal, he treated people very well. Even his subordinates were taken care of very well.
Sickness comes like a mountain.
After my ancestor fell ill, especially recently, he may have known that he was not going to die soon and became very irritable.
"Grandpa, I'm here." Mr. Dongfang said with a smile.
grandfather?
These two words are very pleasant to my ancestor’s ears.
In the cave, they all call the old man Laozu, but the latter prefers the title grandpa.
This name is similar to the earth and is more in line with his wishes.
"Xiaokang, you came just in time." Patriarch Dongfang coughed twice and said, "Tell them that I am dead."
"Grandpa, your body can't survive without treatment." Mr. Dongfang persuaded.
Patriarch Dongfang sighed and said: "Of course I know my own body best."
"Lying on the bed like a useless person, it would be better to die in a grand way."
"I have practiced cultivation all my life and my health has been very good. Now that I am about to leave, I don't want to bother myself anymore." After finishing speaking, Patriarch Dongfang let out a long sigh.
The whole person seemed to be much older.
Mr. Dongfang said: "Grandpa, I brought a miracle doctor. He is very powerful. He has passed down the medical skills on earth."
"Huh?" Dongfang Ancestor became interested when he heard this.
In the cave, they found many doctors, but to no avail.
The ancestors of the East have deep feelings for the earth. When they heard this, they quickly asked people to come.
Bian Que stepped forward, boasted a bit, and then started treatment.
Half an hour later, the treatment was over.
"How is it?" Young Master Dongfang was worried.
The other cultivators also looked at Bian Que helplessly, expecting an answer.
"No problem, the treatment is almost complete now. I will consolidate it for another month to ensure that the ancestor can recover." Bian Que said confidently.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
In the banquet hall, Ning Feiyang could not hear what they said, but because of his clairvoyance, he witnessed the entire treatment process.
Shake his head and sigh.
He is somewhat capable, but it is simply impossible to cure Dongfang Patriarch.
Using this method will definitely make the condition worse.
Ning Feiyang just thought of this, and there was an emergency in the backyard.
puff!
Ancestor Dongfang, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly sat up and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
This mouthful of blood was very different from the previous ones. It was completely without warning and contained a lot of energy.
Like a blood arrow, it spurted out from the mouth, and the wall in front of it was pierced.
"ah."
Everyone was panicked.
"What's going on?" Mr. Dongfang's expression turned ugly.
Bian Que did not expect this result, so he suppressed the tension in his heart.
"Let me take a look." Bian Que's face turned pale.
After taking the pulse, the situation became critical.
Big beads of sweat oozed from Bian Que's forehead.
"I'm not going to die soon." Patriarch Dongfang shook his head.
"You bastard." Mr. Dongfang grabbed Bian Que's collar and punched him.
Bang!
A dull sound sounded, and Bian Que's face blossomed.
"Mr. Dongfang, this... I didn't expect it." Bian Que quickly defended, "I can't cure it, and others can't cure it either."
"Are you still talking nonsense?" Mr. Dongfang said through gritted teeth, wanting to eat him alive.
Bian Que stopped talking, feeling the strong murderous aura, and his body was trembling.
The ancestors of the East knew that the time had come, and people became much kinder.
"His medical skills have been passed down to the earth, so don't kill him." Dongfang Ancestor said, "However, you are a quack doctor. You can avoid the death penalty, but you cannot escape the punishment of living."
boom!
Young Master Dongfang realized what he was doing, and with a surge of breath, he immediately killed Bian Que.
"You guys go down first, I want to be alone." Patriarch Dongfang lay down weakly.
Young Master Dongfang was furious. If it weren't for Bian Que, a bastard, the ancestor might have been able to hold on for a while.
And now... things are so bad.
Master Dongfang grabbed Bian Que and carried him out like a chicken.
When Ning Feiyang saw this scene, he knew that the opportunity had come!
Others can't treat it, but he can.
"Boy, don't think that the few words you just said can scare me." Lion Air said again.
Ning Feiyang ignored him.
Lion Air said: "My friend cured Dongfang Ancestor. As the introducer, I can make a small request."
"This request means that we will not take you in."
"I believe that Mr. Dongfang, a filial son, will definitely agree to me for Bian Que's sake."
"When that time comes, if you still want to leave here, I can take action at any time."
Ning Feiyang sneered: "You thought about it for so long and just came up with this method?"
The words are full of contempt!
"You... Anyway, I have a way to deal with you." Lion Air felt unhappy at being underestimated.
"Tsk, tsk, if before I go out, I take out a demon seed as a reward and hire someone more powerful than you to kill you, do you think it's possible?" Ning Feiyang raised another difficult question.