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"you!"

Huai Kong grabbed the silver needle and crushed it into a ball, making the skin on his face tremble with anger.

He never expected that what Wen Ping said was actually true. Yang Zongxian and the highly respected miraculous doctor praised by everyone in Cangwu City turned out to be such villains. They obviously couldn't save Yu Mo, but they pretended to waste time.

Huai Kong pulled out one again!

It's still the same, the part that penetrated the flesh is no longer there, the silver needle can stand there only because it is caught by the skin.

"OK!"

Huai Kong pulled out one again.

Still the same.

"Okay! Okay!"

After saying these three good words, Huaikong flicked his sleeves and shouted angrily, "Old thief Rong, if I see you again next time, I will let you and your so-called patron sect disappear forever in Cangwu City.

!”

"I……"

The old man suddenly collapsed on the ground, and his originally energetic face suddenly looked ten years older.

I wanted to speak, but I no longer knew how.

Wen Ping came over at this time and said: "A person can be inhumane, because the world is not perfect, but a doctor who, for the sake of his own face and ulterior motives, disregards the life and death of others, is really not worthy of being a doctor."

A physician."

After that, Wen Ping left his ear, coldly made a look at Yun Liao, and said: "Throw him out."

When Yun Liao carried Mr. Rong out of the wing, Huai Kong swept all the silver needles off Yu Mo's body with his hands as if he was going crazy. He vaguely recalled in his mind what Yu Mo had always told him.

talk.

"If I run out of time, kill me!"

Huai Kong looked up to the sky in despair and muttered to himself, "Do I really want to kill my friend?"

Slashing an enemy with one hand is just a matter of picking up the sword and dropping it with one hand. He will not show mercy, let alone care whether there is a grave after his death.

But killing his life-and-death friend with his own hands, this kind of pain, this kind of intolerance, is like the water of East Lake, which seems to have no end.

Yang Zongxian stepped forward and patted Huai Kong on the shoulder, and then said: "Brother Huai Kong, please forgive me, maybe this is Brother Yu's final destination."

"Brother Yang, Aaron, you close the door and go out. Let me bear this pain alone."

Huai Kong was ready to kill Yu Mo himself. Someone had to do this kind of thing, and it was him.

"Senior Demon Chef, I can save him."

The words were earth-shattering, and Yang Zongxian immediately turned his head in shock, and then caught Wen Ping in a panic, pinched Wen Ping's arms with both hands, and looked directly at him with surprise in his eyes.

"Sect Leader Wen, what did you say?"

"I said that I actually have a way to save the senior on the bed, but if you continue to hold me..."

Yang Zongxian quickly let go, smiled innocently and hurriedly apologized to Wen Ping. He looked as happy as when Yang Lele had just broken through the sixth level of physical training. He didn't want to be a tycoon in the shopping mall at all.

"really?"

Wen Ping hadn't even taken two steps when Huai Kong asked again.

"I may not be good at other things, but I am good at this evil and evil thing." After that, Wen Ping walked to the bed, took out the last cigar of the day from his arms, and lit it with a fire stick.

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Wen Ping took a deep breath, then held it in his mouth, moved his face towards Yu Mo's, and slowly blew out the smoke.

The green smoke was like morning mist, covering Yu Mo's entire face, and gradually dissipated into the house as he walked.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Ping vomited again and again for more than a dozen mouthfuls, and each time Yu Mo would inhale some into the nasal cavity. Although it was not much, after more than ten times, the accumulation was quite a lot.

Um--

Yu Mo's whole body suddenly trembled, and his frown that had been furrowed even after he had fainted suddenly relaxed.

"this……"

When Huai Kong saw this scene, he had a very surprised expression on his face. He clenched his fists and seemed very nervous.

"Clan Chief Yang, can you help me find a bamboo pipe? It doesn't need to be big, the thinner the better."

Yang Zongxian nodded quickly and ran out. Because of his bloated figure, he squirmed as he ran. He crossed the threshold, then ran out of the inner courtyard and towards his house.

There happened to be a small bamboo forest where he lived.

After folding the bamboo tube and bringing it over, Yang Zongxian hurriedly handed it over, but he couldn't help but ask, "Sect Master Wen, what is this used for?"

"Inserted into his nostrils."

After Wen Ping said that, he stretched a bamboo tube directly to Yu Mo's nose, as close as possible to the nasal cavity, then took a puff of the cigar, and then slowly spit it out into the bamboo tube. The green smoke followed the nasal cavity and directly entered the respiratory tract.

middle.

After repeating this process dozens of times, and the cigar of life was shortened by half, it seemed to be improving.

Ah~

Yu Mo suddenly made a sound, and the distortion of his cheeks gradually eased, giving people a sense of comfort. Although Yu Mo's voice was very weak and sounded particularly weak, to the ears of Yang Zongxian and others, it was gospel.

This should be the most beautiful and beautiful sound I have heard in the past five hours.

Huai Kong immediately walked up to Yu Mo and shouted in a low voice, "Brother Yu, Brother Yu!"

Wen Ping smiled helplessly and said: "Senior Demon Chef, my treatment has just begun. This senior will not wake up so quickly. But he can feel it just now, which means that the demon poison has been suppressed."

"So fast?"

"It's slow. By the way, you'd better go out. It's best to seal the doors and windows."

"Why is this?"

"My medicine is this smoke. This senior can't inhale it all by himself. Even if I do, there will still be too much scattered in this room. If there are many people, everyone is breathing, and the effect of this medicine will naturally be much weaker.

"

"Understood."

Huai Kong nodded and walked out the door first, then found a wooden board himself and blocked the broken window.

…

A quarter of an hour later.

Wen Ping walked out of the room, and as soon as he turned around and closed the door, four people immediately surrounded him.

Huai Kong opened his mouth and asked: "Sect Master Wen, how is my friend?"

Wen Ping replied: "The demonic poison has been temporarily suppressed. It should not spread again within a few days. That senior can have a good sleep for a few days."

Hearing Wen Ping's words, Huai Kong couldn't wait to open the door, but was stopped by Wen Ping. Wen Ping understood his eagerness, but it was when Yu Mo needed to rest.

After surviving the catastrophe of life and death, even if you are in the Tongxuan realm, you can only lie on the bed and rest like an ordinary person at this time.

Huai Kong immediately sneered, "Then let Brother Yu continue to rest for a while."

After taking two steps, Huai Kong spoke again: "Thank you so much for your help today, Master Wen, otherwise my friend would have died."

"Just ask, Sect Master Wen, and I, Yang Zongxian, won't let you suffer any loss." Yang Zongxian would probably be very expensive for the magic medicine that could suppress the poison of the great demon. Wen Ping didn't ask for the cost, so he had to ask.

"Ten thousand gold coins!"

"this……"

This amount made Yang Zongxian hesitate to speak.

Looking at the somewhat astonished Yang Zongxian, Wen Ping smiled, and then said: "So, does Patriarch Yang still want to talk to me about money? Since we are saving people, these money are just trivial. This is what can save the life of that senior.

It is valuable. On the contrary, if I don’t use it, it will be useless in my hands.”