"Old man, if you don't believe it, you can try it." Ning Feiyang said.
"Forget it, I have given up long ago and don't want to raise my hopes, otherwise I will get even more disappointment." The old man shook his head.
He had raised hopes more than once.
But what about the ending?
It ended in failure every time.
"Anyway, it's already like this. If you don't let me try..." Ning Feiyang glanced around, "Give me back my wine."
"Do you... believe that I will blow myself up and kill you?" the old man threatened.
Ning Feiyang said with a smile: "Haha, if for a pot of wine, you are willing to blow yourself up and kill the second-level cultivator of the Golden Core Stage, then even if I die, I will die well."
Talk and express a point of view.
Not a good deal!
When the old man heard this, he quickly hugged the wine bottle and said, "Okay, okay, I promise you, isn't that enough?"
"That's pretty much it." Ning Feiyang took out the silver needle.
"Traditional Chinese medicine?" The old man's pupils shone slightly.
Ning Feiyang did not stop the movements in his hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, old man, do Chinese medicine doctors know this?"
"Traditional Chinese medicine has two brushes. I have sought treatment from a Chinese medicine practitioner before, and it was somewhat effective."
"It's a pity that my injury was so serious that even people who know traditional Chinese medicine are helpless."
When the old man said this, his expression darkened again.
The traditional Chinese medicine master he went to before was very powerful, but he couldn't cure it.
How many qualifications does Ning Feiyang have at such a young age?
It is simply unrealistic to want to cure it.
"Let's make a bet. What will happen if I cure you?" Ning Feiyang asked.
"If it's cured, I owe you my life." The old man was not a cultivator, and his meridians were severely damaged. He drank a few too many glasses of wine, and his face turned red.
This was what Ning Feiyang wanted, and he quickly said: "Here, this is what you said, don't go back on it."
"Of course, I, Dou Qiang, keep my word." The old man patted his heart and said.
No matter what you promise, it doesn't matter, it can't be cured anyway.
Ning Feiyang took out another piece of wood from the system space.
The old man's disappointed eyes suddenly sparked a glimmer of hope.
"This tree of yours is extraordinary." The old man said in surprise.
"Of course, this is the sacred tree. I got it from Tiancao City. I blew up a city to get this sacred tree. It was not easy."
"If I refine it and take it, I can get an additional wood attribute spiritual root, and my combat effectiveness will be somewhat improved."
"It's your blessing that you met me. I don't want it anymore, I'll use it for your treatment."
As Ning Feiyang spoke, he began to refine the sacred tree.
Blow up a city in Tiancao?
The old man didn't believe it, but this sacred tree was indeed extraordinary.
Is it possible that there is really hope?
While speaking, Ning Feiyang had already refined the sacred tree and extracted its essence.
"Okay, lie down." Ning Feiyang said.
"Oh." The old man lay down immediately.
Ning Feiyang took out the silver needle and started acupuncture according to the treatment plan he had thought of.
At the same time, he quietly instilled the essence of the sacred tree into the old man's meridians.
The meridians are severely damaged, and even the essence of the sacred tree cannot unblock them.
What Ning Feiyang has to do is to clear those blocked areas so that the essence of the sacred tree can spread throughout the body and moisturize every part of the meridians.
The effect is very significant.
The areas that were not seriously damaged have begun to repair after being nourished by the essence of the sacred tree.
The dry meridians became full and plump.
"My strength has begun to repair, my strength has begun to repair..." Dou Qiang kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.
"Mr. Dou, don't say this all the time. Now that the repair has begun, you should also surge some spiritual energy to help the recovery." Ning Feiyang complained.
It seems easy, but the meridians are seriously damaged, and over time, it is not that easy to repair.
It takes too much energy.
"Oh, okay, okay." Dou Qiang finally woke up.
I was so excited just now.
No matter how high Ning Feiyang's medical skills are, he is not himself and cannot empathize with him.
Dou Qiang was repaired from the inside, and combined with Ning Feiyang's treatment, the effect was greatly improved.
Time passed minute by minute.
It took Ning Feiyang six hours to instill all the essence of the sacred tree into Dou Qiang's body.
Dou Qiang's face was rosy and he started practicing on his own without Ning Feiyang's assistance.
"I've done everything I can. How much the old man can recover depends on his luck."
"I hope he can recover a little longer, remember what he said, and save my life."
Ning Feiyang clapped his hands, shook his head and left.
Shu Xin also said before that she would try to save Ning Feiyang's life.
Just try your best!
Shu Xin's strength is not as good as Sang Li's, and her status in the family is certainly not very high.
Rely on her?
Still not too sure.
"Hello, brother-in-law Ning, I finally found you. Where did you go?" Xiaowan saw Ning Feiyang coming over and greeted him with a smile.
A tip of 40,000 yuan is enough to change a person's attitude.
"I just met Mr. Dou and chatted with him." Ning Feiyang said.
"He? An old man who cleans the garbage. What are you talking about with her?" Xiaowan asked back.
The old man who sweeps the trash?
Xiaowan doesn’t know Mr. Dou’s identity?
At this time, Shu Xin came over and said with a frown: "Xiao Wan, don't be rude to the old man. He has served the Shu family for so many years and the garbage in the yard has been cleaned very clean. There is no credit but hard work."
What the hell.
Ning Feiyang almost collapsed when he heard this.
It’s okay if Xiao Wan doesn’t know. Doesn’t even Shu Xin know Mr. Dou’s identity?
"Ahem, um, when did Mr. Dou come to Shu's house?" Ning Feiyang asked insinuatingly.
"About sixty years ago. We don't know the details. He's not that old." Shu Xin replied.
Ning Feiyang couldn't believe it and confirmed again: "It was really sixty years ago?"
"It should be. I heard people in the yard talk about why you are so interested in a garbage collector?" Xiaowan frowned.
It's over.
It is impossible for these two women to lie.
That old guy Dou Qiang might have had some skills before he was abolished.
But it's really not certain how strong he is and whether he has the right to speak in the Shu family.
Been fooled!
A sacred tree, plus my own hard work.
"Okay, don't talk about this anymore, come to the room with me and sleep." Shu Xin said.
Go to the room to sleep?
Gulu!
Ning Feiyang couldn't help but swallowed when he saw Shu Xin's graceful back.
I said no before, but now...
Is it possible that my charm is too great?
Ning Feiyang's legs felt like they didn't belong to her anymore. They were like machines, following the goddess forward.
Waves of fragrance came.
The goddess's boudoir is also covered with flowers, exuding fragrance everywhere.
These are not ordinary flowers, they are at least third-grade spiritual herbs. They are only used for decoration. It is too luxurious.