Jiang Haitian suddenly stopped his movements, stood up and said, "How is Xiaotian's body?"

The housekeeper pondered his tone and said, "The young master is a little prostration, it seems that he is a little tired." ”

At this time, Yang Yunfan stood up and said, "Since Brother Xiaotian has already come, then let me go and have a look! After eating Uncle Jiang's full banquet, if you don't work, won't it make people gossip?"

Seeing that Yang Yunfan was so active, Jiang Haitian had a stronger impression of him, and said with a smile: "The virtuous nephew said that he was joking." However, Xiaotian's condition is indeed no longer able to continue. In that case, I'm going to trouble you!"

Yang Yunfan nodded, followed behind the housekeeper, and walked to the living room.

Yang Yunfan saw that on the sofa in the living room, there was a young man with thinning hair, about twenty years old, and his first impression was that he was thin! You can't see the feeling of any flesh under his skin at all.

At this time, Jiang Xiaotian's whole body was curled up on the sofa, and his forehead was constantly sweating.

When he saw his father Jiang Haitian coming out, he couldn't help but spit out a word with difficulty: "Dad......"

The sound is so slight that I can't hear it at all.

After saying this, it was as if he had used up all his strength, and he almost collapsed.

Jiang Haitian saw his only son become like this, his heart was unbearable with grief, and tears couldn't help but slide down in an instant.

He hurriedly wiped it, walked to his son's side, touched his head, and said kindly: "Xiaotian, this is your eldest brother Yang, wait a minute, he will see a doctor for you." You'll be fine soon!"

Jiang Xiaotian raised his head, glanced at Yang Yunfan with godless eyes, and barely showed a smile.

Yang Yunfan glanced at Jiang Xiaotian, judging from his blue face and a thin dark red line on his forehead, he quickly determined that Jiang Xiaotian's was the Shadow Zombie Poison.

This thin line is one of the characteristics of the Shadow Zombie poison.

Now, this thin line has rushed to the hairline of his forehead. As long as he crosses the hairline and reaches the Baihui acupoint, then Jiang Xiaotian will have poisonous hair, and the gods will be difficult to save.

"Whew!"

At this moment, Yang Yunfan stepped forward and took out a silver needle, which slightly stimulated Jiang Xiaotian's Baihui acupoint.

Baihui acupoint is one of the dead points of the human body, but with certain techniques, it can stimulate the potential of the human body.

At this moment, when Yang Yunfan's internal qi stimulated Jiang Xiaotian's Baihui acupoint through the silver needle, Jiang Xiaotian's face quickly appeared a trace of ruddy, and his panting voice was much quieter.

Jiang Xiaotian opened his eyes, his eyes also had some brilliance, and he looked at his father Jiang Haitian and said, "Dad, I feel a lot more comfortable." ”

Jiang Haitian couldn't help but be overjoyed, looked at Yang Yunfan and said, "Virtuous nephew, Xiaotian depends on you!"

Yang Yunfan put away the silver needle and smiled slightly: "Uncle Jiang don't worry." Since I've made a move, of course it's no problem! You see this thin dark red line on Xiao Tian's forehead? This is the lifeline of this poison. Once this line disappears, it means that the poison has been unraveled. Just wait for the dimming to go down, and you'll be fine. ”

"When you just made it, this red line seems to have dimmed a lot. Hearing this, Jiang Haitian couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the red line on his son's head fade.

"I just injected Brother Xiaotian with a true qi of the inner family. Temporarily help him suppress the toxin attack in his body. Yang Yunfan explained.

Then, he instructed the butler next to him: "Well, please go and get a basin, a packet of brown sugar, a packet of salt, another ginger, and a blender." ”

"Yes, Young Master Yang! I'll go right away!"

Hearing this, the butler immediately ran to the kitchen, found everything, and quickly returned to the living room.

Yang Yunfan pointed to the things on the ground and said to the housekeeper: "Pour all these salt and brown sugar into the basin, in addition, chop the ginger, put it in the blender, and add some water." ”

Jiang Haitian wanted to ask, but when he saw that his son was dying, he couldn't help urging the housekeeper to do so immediately.

Soon, the housekeeper did as Yang Yunfan said, he poured the salt and brown sugar into the basin, and then crushed the ginger into a paste with a blender.

"Young Master Yang, what's next?" the butler asked.

Yang Yunfan glanced at it and continued: "Next, pour all this minced ginger into the basin, and pour boiling water to stir. Let the brown sugar, ginger, salt, all mix together. You just keep stirring until it's even. ”

"Got it, Young Master Yang!" the housekeeper immediately began to stir according to Yang Yunfan's instructions.

Ten minutes is a long time.

Everyone present stared at the butler stirring there, and several things that were originally distinct gradually mixed together under the constant stirring. A gray mixture appeared in the basin, which looked strange.

"Okay, almost!"

Yang Yunfan shouted to stop, and then pointed at Jiang Xiaotian and said, "Next, you soak Brother Xiaotian's feet in this basin." ”

The housekeeper hurriedly moved the basin in front of Jiang Xiaotian, and then soaked his feet in it.

Jiang Xiaotian's feet are like ice cubes all year round, and when he puts it in the hot water, he quickly refreshes himself. What's more, brown sugar and ginger water are all warm.

"It's so comfortable!" Jiang Xiaotian couldn't help but enjoy.

At the same time, Yang Yunfan took out a pack of silver needles and placed them beside him, and then asked people to take off Jiang Xiaotian's clothes.

"Boom!"

His eyes froze, and he couldn't help but quickly stab out five silver needles at several acupuncture points on Jiang Xiaotian's upper body.

In an instant, everyone seemed to feel their eyes glaze out. Jiang Xiaotian had five more silver needles on his body.

Soon, a red halo of blood appeared under those silver needles. Then, like ink dripping into clear water, the blood halo began to spread towards the surrounding area.

After a while, Jiang Xiaotian's entire upper body became red.

It's just that suddenly, another gray sickness appeared on Jiang Xiaotian's body to resist these flushes.

Yang Yunfan kept rotating the silver needle and injecting internal qi. Over time, the redness became more and more, and the gray sickness was gradually crushed.

Half an hour later, Yang Yunfan wiped his sweat out of breath and sat on the sofa, unable to move anymore.

"Nephew, are you okay? Xiaotian, how is he?" Seeing that Yang Yunfan was tired and out of breath, but his son Jiang Xiaotian's face was getting more and more ruddy, and even the dark red thin line on his forehead that Yang Yunfan said had faded to the point that it was almost invisible, Jiang Haitian couldn't help asking.

Yang Yunfan pointed to the basin a little tiredly: "The poison is almost discharged." You ask someone to get a few more basins of water like this, so that Xiao Tian can change and wash a few more times tonight. Tomorrow, he'll be almost fine. ”