Yan Zushu waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "Madam, don't worry, if I can't even cure this little injury, then what else can I do as the head of the Yan family?" You can go back with peace of mind, and when Wen'er wakes up, I will let Wu'er go over and call you." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Hearing these words, Sun's heart relaxed a little, but his face was still full of sadness. Nodding slightly, he finally walked out of the hall slowly.

As soon as Yan Qingwu helped Sun away, Yan Zushu's face instantly sank. Although he said just now that Yan Qingwu's injury was not serious, it was just an expedient measure to coax his wife.

In fact, his son's injuries were so severe that even he was not fully sure of healing. If it were only about the injuries of the body, bones, skin and flesh, Yan Zushu's expression would not be so solemn and gloomy at all.

But what is terrible is that the son's injuries have damaged the meridians, and several organs have been completely cracked. Let's not talk about whether it can be completely cured, even if it can be cured, from now on, the son will become a complete waste, which is even worse than the Yin family's Nangong Yi!

Yan Qingwen has always been extremely arrogant, once this blow is known to him, Yan Zushu can imagine that his son will definitely go crazy.

Because of this, although Yan Qingwen had already been put on his bed, Yan Zushu had not done his work for a long time.

He was very entangled and angry, judging from the injuries suffered by his son, the person who shot was fully capable of killing his son directly. But that person didn't do this, but only beat Yan Qingwen to a serious injury that was almost incurable.

Such a method cannot but be called ruthless, and such a heart cannot but be called vicious. The consequence of this is that it is better to kill Yan Qingwen directly, so that Yan Qingwen at least does not have to endure the double torment of body and spirit.

But for now...... Yan Zushu shook his head weakly, and the resentment and ruthlessness in his eyes became stronger and stronger. According to his guess, he can make his son such a person, and there is almost no one else except the Yin family.

In the entire Light Curtain City, there are only one person who dares to attack the Yan family and has a reason to attack the Yan family, and at present, there is only one Yin family.

But what Yan Zushu couldn't figure out was that since the Yin family would take action against their son, why did they leave their son in a breath and let him come back to report the news? This kind of practice is not only stupid, but also does not conform to the Yin family's style of doing things at all.

You must know that a hornet's nest like the Yan family, if it can't be destroyed in one fell swoop, then it's best not to stab it. Once it is stabbed, it is necessary to prevent it from suffering and leave no room for survival. Otherwise, if the Yan family finds out, it will be digging their own grave.

Yan Zushu was so full of thoughts that he couldn't figure out a reasonable idea for a while. was secretly sighing, but saw that his eldest son Yan Qingwu had returned to his room. As soon as he entered the door, he asked with a solemn expression, "Father, how serious is my brother's injury?"

Yan Zushu raised his head, his eyes sank: "You see it?"

Yan Qingwu nodded: "I know that my brother must be seriously injured, just now you took care of your mother, that's why you said that." ”

Hearing this, a trace of comfort suddenly flashed on Yan Zushu's cold face, and then he said with a sense of weakness: "Wen'er is useless." ”

"What, Dad, you're not telling the truth, are you?"

Yan Qingwu's eyes widened, and he looked at Yan Zushu in disbelief, and his body couldn't help but tremble in an instant.

Yan Zushu smiled bitterly: "What am I lying to you about?" Wen'er's injuries have almost reached the point of no cure. If it weren't for the man who shot it, he would have turned into a corpse by now. ”

"But even so, even if Dad can urge Yuan Gong to heal his injuries, supplemented by pills to stabilize him, the best result can only make him survive like an ordinary person. As for wanting to cultivate martial arts in the future, it is absolutely impossible. ”

Hearing this, Yan Qingwu's face suddenly showed a thick murderous intent, and his eyes were like two cold swords, suddenly cutting through the void and shooting out of the window.

Then, I heard him cluck his teeth, and said in a tone full of resentment and ferocity: "The child will definitely find the one who did it, and then sprinkle it with salt water and honey all over its body and throw it into a cave full of insects and ants, and suffer all kinds of torture and pain, and avenge his brother's blood." ”

"If that person had a family, the child would have made the whole family make amends for his brother. Let them live rather than die, and regret going to this world. ”

Although his voice was not loud, his words were full of malice, like a demon resurrected from hell, returning to the world to seek revenge, which made people shudder.

Yan Zushu sighed and said coldly: "My guess is that the person who attacked Wen'er this time will be someone from the Yin family." However, this speculation is not entirely reasonable, and if you want to further confirm this speculation, you will have to wait until your brother wakes up to ask. ”

Yan Qingwu covered his face with frost, nodded fiercely, and then fell silent. He knew that his father was going to heal his brother's wounds, and if he spoke, it would inevitably affect the effect of healing.

Yan Qingwen's meridians were damaged, and more than a dozen muscles and bones were broken, and it was obviously impossible to straighten them out and heal them.

In desperation, Yan Zushu had no choice but to stick his right palm on his son's heart, and press his left palm on the top of his son's head Baihui acupoint, slowly urging Yuan Gong to continuously send the vigorous vitality into his son's body.

What Yan Zushu has to do is to straighten the broken bones of his son's whole body for the time being. Then the cracked viscera will be gently compounded with supreme force, and as many as can be compounded. In the end, he planned to repair those damaged meridians, and as for whether they could be completely repaired, Yan Zushu did not have much hope.

With his current martial arts strength, it would already be good to be able to heal his seriously injured son into an ordinary person. No matter how high the extravagance was, he didn't think about it, and he couldn't do it with Ben.

After about an hour, Yan Zushu slowly withdrew his hands and finished his work. Looking at his forehead, he was already sweating profusely and red.

Yan Qingwu was worried that his father would heal his younger brother's injuries in this way, so he hurriedly stepped forward to support him and asked with concern, "Father, are you okay?"

Yan Zushu shook his head lightly, and said tiredly: "I'm fine, your brother's injury has been stabilized, and it should be no big deal if he is supplemented with pills later." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

For this time to heal his wounds, even a master like Yan Zushu who is at the peak of refining his artistic conception and dispersing thoughts is a little unbearable. It was just an hour's work, and almost sixty percent of his Yuan Power was consumed.

While the two were talking, Yan Qingwu, who was originally unconscious, finally woke up. Although his body was still extremely weak, his face had turned from pale to blue and red.

As soon as Yan Qingwu woke up, he cried inarticulately: "Sister, it's hard to search, sister, reverse the twist for Wobao!"

When Yan Zushu heard this, he hurriedly leaned over to Yan Qingwen's side and said softly, "Wen'er, don't worry, you will be fine." ”

Yan Qingwu on the side also echoed: "Brother, don't worry, my brother will definitely find out the person who injured you, so that he can't survive and die." ”

As he spoke, he crushed the three black pills, melted them into a purple jade bottle, shook them gently, and sent them to Yan Qingwen's mouth, saying, "Come, brother, your injuries will be healed after drinking this." ”

Yan Qingwen's expression was sad and sad, a pair of godless eyes looked at his brother Yan Qingwu quietly, let the tears slide down his eyes, and said in a desperate voice: "Brother, don't you seem to be going to?"

Most of his teeth had already been knocked out by Nangong Yi, and his cheeks were swollen and torn in his mouth, so the sound he made was always sticky, as if he had adhered to a puddle of muddy water.

Yan Qingwu forced out a smile and shook his head bitterly as he looked at his weak brother: "Absolutely not, how can you think so?" Daddy has already helped you treat your injuries just now, and you will be fine in two days." You can recuperate with peace of mind, and your brother is there for everything. ”

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