The blood plague broke out in the Xiwu tribe a few years ago.

In the beginning, it was a child who contracted the disease.

The twelve-year-old boy bled to death in just three days.

The skin on his body turned into a pool of blood.

The state of death is extremely miserable.

According to the tradition of the Xiwu people, the people only regarded it as the punishment of the gods.

However, once the punishment began, it never stopped.

More and more people are suffering from this blood plague.

In two months, the number of Seeu people has plummeted by a quarter.

During this period, I consulted countless doctors, but they were helpless to deal with this symptom.

This is true of even the most advanced medical treatments.

From blood plague patients, no viruses and bacteria can be detected, except for a little higher blood pressure, there is no difference from ordinary people.

But as long as the blood blast symptoms are manifested once, they will appear one after another in the future, and each time it will be more serious than the other.

In the end, the skin of the whole body is purple and bruised, and the organs in the body turn into blood water, which flows out of the patient's seven orifices, and finally the skin will also turn into blood water, leaving only a pile of rotten flesh and bones.

Now the symptoms that Wan Qiluo is showing are exactly at that last step, if the Seven Orifices start to bleed, it is the Da Luo Golden Immortal who is coming, and I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky!

"No, you can't give a needle right now!"

Qin Feng's face was pale, and seeing that he couldn't do acupuncture, he decisively threw the silver needle aside, took out a porcelain gourd from his personal pocket, and poured out a few flat pills.

"Rip your chief's mouth open. ”

Qin Feng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, signaling to the maids on both sides, and at the same time explaining to the people behind him, "This is the Zhencao Disease Repellent Tablet made by the King of Medicine, it is made with twenty-two rare medicinal herbs, boiled for seven days with a simmer, and cooled down, if it doesn't work, I can't do anything about it......

Hearing Qin Feng's extremely serious and helpless words, all the Xiwu people prayed silently, praying that this pill would work.

However, as soon as the pill was put into Wan Qiluo's mouth, she quickly coughed it out, and she repeated it more than ten times, but there was no way to take it.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, Wan Qiluo coughed violently, and dark red blood began to flow out of his nostrils!

Seeing this scene, many Xiwu people collapsed on the spot, in recent years, they have seen many relatives and friends, after a few hours of bleeding, dead.

Qin Feng hung his arm in despair, he had been practicing medicine for fifty years, and he felt a sense of frustration for the first time, originally the Taiyi Yin Yang Liuhe Needle still had some effect, but this time it couldn't even penetrate the skin, and even the possibility of the final continuation of life was gone......

"Doctor Qin, you have done your best, leave it to me. ”

Suddenly.

Chen Zongheng spoke.

He didn't sarcastically mock Qin Feng anymore, his expression was extremely serious.

Qin Feng turned his head to look, his lips squirmed, and he stood aside silently.

Yes, he has done his best.

The god of medicine in Kyushu has completely failed.

Now, whatever the words are, they are extremely pale when they are spoken.

Chen Zongheng sat down in front of the bed and took out the silver needle from Qin Feng's needle bag.

"Do you want acupuncture?"

Seeing Chen Zongheng's movements, Qin Feng was immediately stunned.

He shook his head and sighed, "It's useless, silver needles can't pierce the skin." ”

Chen Zongheng grinned.

"Doctor Qin, if you can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it. ”

Saying that, Chen Zongheng did not delay any longer, and immediately led the needle into the acupuncture point.

Burst.

It's like a balloon being punctured with a small hole.

At the time of the fall, there was also a slight sound.

Immediately after, Qin Feng was shocked to see that the silver needle had pierced into the acupuncture point!

"This ...... How is this possible......"

Qin Feng's heart shook violently, and his body trembled slightly.

He thinks that he has reached the peak of acupuncture.

But today, the young man in front of him.

His acupuncture skills are undoubtedly much better than him!

He could even see the rhythmic rhythm of the silver needles after entering the acupuncture.

Breath to the needle!

This is the real Qi Imperial Needle!

The master who taught Qin Feng acupuncture once mentioned it to him.

The strongest acupuncture technique in the world is to use qi to control acupuncture.

It's a pity that it has long been lost and is only recorded in ancient books.

But now, he actually saw it, a living Qi Needle!

"The blue is better than the blue, I am old. ”

Qin Feng sighed loudly.

The octogenarian was finally relieved.

This son, when he won the medical community in Kyushu, became a contemporary medical god!

All the words of my own before, now it seems that they are only laughing!

Chen Zongheng carried out the needle in an orderly manner.

Eight silver needles, in the direction of gossip, pierced into various acupuncture points.

When the last silver needle fell into place, the demonic blood color surging in Wan Qiluo's body was instantly forced back, and his skin returned to a slightly healthier pale red.

"Whew. ”

Chen Zongheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and wrapped the silver needle with his true qi, which really had an effect, but it was too wasteful for true qi, and he might as well directly alchemy with this kung fu......

"Divine Doctor, our patriarch is ......"

Seeing that Wan Qiluo's condition had stabilized again, Wan Shouguan and the others hurriedly stepped forward and asked Chen Zongheng worriedly.

It's just that this time, they looked at Chen Zongheng's eyes, in addition to awe or awe, they showed their skills twice, which had already convinced them.

Chen Zongheng shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It's just temporarily stabilized, but it's not a long-term solution after all, if you let it go, at most two days, the patriarch will definitely die." ”

……

There was silence all around.

They looked at Wan Qiluo with their expressions of great grief.

A week earlier, their high priest had died of blood plague.

Now, their patriarch is about to follow in his footsteps.

Without the high priest and the patriarch, where should their Xiwu go?

But at this moment.

One of the guards suddenly ran in in a hurry.

"Divine Doctor, Deacon Wan is back!"

Immediately after, a familiar figure walked in.

It's all the same!

In his hands, he was carrying two bags wrapped in oiled paper.

When he saw the corpse of the Gu Old Demon on the ground, he was slightly stunned at first, but he quickly came back to his senses and ran quickly to Chen Zongheng's side.

"Mr. Chen, this is the medicinal herb you want. ”

"Good. ”

Seeing these two bulging packages, Chen Zongheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally caught up.

In fact, he said it for two days just now, just to appease people's hearts.

Wan Qiluo's condition can last for a day at most.

In addition, it still takes time for him to refine the pill, if Wantong raises it a little later, it may really be too late.

Chen Zongheng hurriedly got up and said to Qin Feng, "Doctor Qin, I'll trouble you next, and continue to apply needles to the Ten Thousand Patriarchs, but don't move the eight silver needles, you only need to be assisted by the Taiyi Yin Yang Liuhe Needle." ”

"Okay, the old man will live up to his mission!"

Now, Qin Feng is also completely convinced of Chen Zongheng, and he no longer relies on the old and sells the old, but just focuses on the old man, and then comes to the bedside, but meticulously applies the needle.

Chen Zongheng nodded, took the medicinal herbs in his hand, and said to Zheng Xuan, "Let's go too, go to the stove room to refine the medicine!"