In the room, Sang Haixue looked at Chen Feng from time to time.
"Now that there is no one left, can you tell me the cause of my adoptive father's illness?"
Sang Haixue said softly.
There were many people here just now. Chen Feng didn't tell the cause of the disease, so naturally they had their concerns.
Chen Feng did not raise his head, and slowly pierced the silver needle in his hand, "Your adoptive father is poisoned. It is a chronic poison. The toxin has spread throughout the internal organs."
"The fact that he has persisted until now is beyond my expectation."
"That's it! My adoptive father is also a martial arts practitioner. More than a year ago, my adoptive father's health became worse day by day."
Sang Haixue's eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.
"The long-term use of chronic poisons is obviously done by people close to him. There are not many people that the Star Gate Master can trust."
Chen Feng said something profound, believing that Sang Haixue's IQ should be able to guess it.
What someone close to me does?
Sang Haixue looked gloomy and uncertain.
"Impossible, impossible, why?"
The person Zhou Anyi trusts the most is nothing more than her and Zhou Pengtian, who only renewed their relationship two years ago after the death of his first wife.
The person who takes care of Zhou Anyi's food and daily life is his adoptive father's new wife Mu Yuanrong.
Sang Haixue looked confused. Her adoptive father was such a good person, why would she do this?
Chen Feng concentrated on inserting acupuncture. Because the situation was serious, he had to insert a few more acupuncture points this time to force the toxins out of Zhou Anyi's different acupuncture points.
While Chen Feng was being treated, a figure rushed in.
"Zhou Pengtian, don't be quiet. The doctor is treating you."
Sang Haixue said in a deep voice that after Chen Feng's reminder, she was now wary of Zhou Pengtian and Mu Yuanrong.
"Hmph, I'll come here and keep an eye on him. If my father can't be cured, I will cause trouble for you."
Zhou Pengtian said in a deep voice.
Mu Yuanrong's words make sense. At this critical moment, Sang Haixue should not invite a doctor.
Since he has been invited, it means that this unknown doctor must have come well prepared.
Behind him were several confidants.
After pricking the needle, Chen Feng clapped his hands and temporarily put away the silver needle box.
"Wait a few minutes. After a few minutes, the toxins will be expelled and the patient will wake up. To fully recover, Chinese medicine is needed for conditioning."
How many minutes?
Zhou Pengtian was disdainful at first, but when his eyes fell on the old man, he saw the old man's fingers move.
He thought it was his illusion, and then looked at his confidant next to him.
"Did you see the old man move his fingers?"
The confidant nodded immediately and said he saw it.
Zhou Pengtian was shocked, this charlatan really had a lot of tricks.
An unpleasant feeling arose in his heart. He only had a few minutes!
A decision must be made. Once the old man wakes up, his plan with Mu Yuanrong will be exposed, and the old man's trust will inevitably be lost.
It will be impossible to be the master of the sect in the future! Thinking of this, he rushed in front of Zhou Anyi and was about to pull off the silver needle.
But Sang Haixue was very happy when she saw the old man's fingers moving.
Her adoptive father is about to wake up, thank God!
Thanks to Chen Feng, and also to myself for a small act of kindness, this expert would agree to come.
At this critical moment, seeing Zhou Pengtian rushing toward the patient, his expression changed drastically.
"Zhou Pengtian, what are you doing!"
"He wants to harm my father, what do you think I should do!"
Seeing Sang Haixue rushing over, Zhou Pengtian waved his hand and pushed Sang Haixue away.
"Do you know what he's doing?
He is forcing my father to wake up and have a flashback! This is a flashback."
He looked distressed and had tears in his eyes.
Seeing Zhou Pengtian like this, Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh, life is really like a play, it all depends on acting!
It is clear that he is the one who wants Zhou Anyi to die the most, but now he acts like a filial son, which is very confusing.
"It's nothing, don't touch the silver needle!"
Sang Haixue shouted hurriedly and was about to rush over again.
"What are you waiting for? Why don't you get her quickly? He's going to murder the sect leader!"
"You think I don't know about your wolfish ambitions. You are the one who was harmed by the villain that the master said. You are just a foster daughter. Usually your father is the best to you. He also gave you the dragon-headed stick. If he died, how could you
No longer the sect master!"
"You couldn't wait any longer, so you found a doctor like this to act in a show. This must be the case!"
Zhou Pengtian's eyes turned red, and he roared with grief and anger: "It's in vain that my father treats you so well. You are so ambitious. Father, you are really not worth it!"
His confidants immediately rushed to Sang Haixue and controlled him.
"You, you spit on others!"
Sang Haixue was so angry that she was trembling all over. She kept looking for a doctor. She was the one who kept worrying!
"You Taoist priest, if you don't take off the silver needle quickly, if my father dies, you will be buried with him!"
Zhou Peng shouted, looking at Chen Feng coldly, his eyes full of threats.
"Sang Haixue, please hand over the faucet stick quickly!"
"You were dreaming. My adoptive father asked me to keep it. If he didn't say to give it to you, I would never give it to you."
Sang Haixue's face darkened, and her eyes looking at Zhou Pengtian were very cold.
That's your biological father!
"If you don't give it, I will find a way to deal with you later. Believe it or not, I will strip you naked and throw you into the street for a parade!"
Zhou Pengtian's eyes were cold and he said very viciously.
Then, he looked at Chen Feng.
"And you, why don't you hurry up and dial the needle!"
Seeing the old man's fingers moving again, and even his eyes moving, Zhou Pengtian hurriedly shouted.
Seeing Zhou Pengtian coming over, Chen Feng shook his head calmly.
"This is my patient, and I have the power to cure him."
He said softly that the patient would wake up soon.
When the time comes, this farce will be handled by the patient. After all, it is a family matter.
"You bastard, turn the needle! I'm warning you one last time, or I'll shoot you!"
Zhou Pengtian immediately took out the gun from his pocket and pointed it at Chen Feng's head.
Chen Feng was indifferent and just looked at the other party coldly.
"court death!"
Zhou Pengtian pulled the trigger, feeling the vibration in his hand, and a chill flashed through his heart.
After these few rounds of bullets, if you think you are the "Fire Cloud Evil God", even Daluo Jinxian will have to kneel down!
"careful!"
Sang Haixue reminded hurriedly.
Chen Feng still stood calmly, he just raised his palm slightly.
Seeing Chen Feng's action of raising his hand, Zhou Pengtian was disdainful. Today's guns are no better than those of the old days. They can even penetrate walls, let alone human hands.
But the result surprised everyone.
Chen Feng slowly opened his hand, and a few bullets fell to the ground, making a "ding-ding" sound.
"This..." Sang Haixue was stunned.
"How can it be!"
Zhou Pengtian's face changed drastically, and he caught the bullet with his bare hands. This scene, which only appeared in movies, now really appeared before his eyes.
"you lose."
Chen Feng said calmly.
The other party obviously wanted to seize the dragon head stick in Sang Haixue's hand today. If he hadn't come here today, I'm afraid the Star Gate would have changed hands.
It’s better to come early than to come by chance!
"Kill them!"
Zhou Pengtian's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he had no choice but to fire the arrow!
He looked at his father on the bed, a murderous intent flashing through his eyes.
At this moment, Zhou Anyi on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes.