A room full of people from the Murong family, who came from all over the world to see off Murong Yuan, the old man of Murong, on his last journey. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just now, I thought that Murong Yuan was dead, and the old and young of the Murong family cried.

Now that it is clear that Murong Yuan is not dead, many people are relieved, but they are only slightly relieved, because they all know that it is only a matter of time before Murong Yuan dies.

Maybe an hour earlier, maybe an hour later, it's not really that big of a difference.

Murong Yuan is the most famous one in the Murong family, and he used to be a big man in power, but now the Murong family has no such bull except him.

Once Murong Yuan dies, the impact on the future of the Murong family will definitely not be ordinary, and it can even cause the Murong family to turn from prosperity to decline.

Most of the people present were looking forward to Murong Yuan's life for two more years, and if he was alive for two more years, the rest of the Murong family would be able to develop more smoothly for two years, which was very important to the Murong family.

But if it weren't for the fact that he was no longer saved, who would dare to take Murong Yuan home from the hospital and wait for death.

It's good now, a young man suddenly broke in, saying that he could cure Murong Yuan, who would believe it.

Not to mention that Murong Tu didn't believe it, even Murong Yuan's youngest son Murong Hong didn't believe it.

Murong Hong didn't question Liu Mang, but asked about Mo Chengcheng, "Miss Mo, the one you brought is too funny, our family's current situation is not ridiculous." ”

Mo Chengcheng said: "Old Man Murong is kind to me, how dare I bring someone to joke about his life and death." If you want the old man to survive, let the others leave and give Liu Mang a little time. ”

"This?" Murong Hong hesitated, everyone present wanted to send Murong Yuan on his last journey, in this case, send them out, what if Murong Yuan happened to leave.

Murong Tu stared at Liu Mang coldly, "My father's injury is too serious, and the hospital can't save it, so I brought it home." I don't care who you are or who brought it, don't make trouble here, leave me immediately! ”

Liu Mang also looked at Murong Tu coldly, "I understand that you are in a bad mood, but if you want your father to survive, you better be polite to me." ”

Facing himself, the other party was not only not cowardly, not frightened, but coldly imagined, that look didn't put himself in his eyes at all, which made Murong Tu very annoyed, "Do you know what kind of person I am, I dare to talk to me like that!" ”

"I really don't know who you are, and I don't want to know. Irrelevant people, get me out immediately, including you! ”

Liu Mang turned out to be a fool, Murong Tu aimed at Mo Chengcheng, "I haven't seen you for a few years, Miss Mo, you are becoming more and more polite, today is the most difficult day for my Murong family, you actually brought someone here to mess around." I can give you face and don't worry about a hairy boy like him, you take people away immediately! ”

Just as Murong Tu was speaking, Murong Yuan's eyes were closed just now, his breath became weak, and Liu Mang said quickly: "It's not good, it's too late to be cured." ”

Liu Mang pushed Murong Tu away, took out the Hundred Fire Pill and the Concentration Pill, fed them to Murong Yuan's mouth, and then ripped off the futon covering him and tore his shirt.

Murong Yuan's chest was swollen with a large bag, which was full of thick water, and pus was flowing in many places, exposed to the air, and the stench immediately diffused.

What's even worse is that he is already covered with dead air, and he sees that the dead air is about to surge above his head.

Liu Mang took out two Xuanmu Spirit Fire Vines and stabbed them into Murong Yuan's body, urging them with his internal qi to ignite instantly, and the purple flames enveloped Murong Yuan's entire person.

Murong Tu had already pounced, intending to push Liu Mang away, but was attracted by the purple flames that suddenly burst up, stopped, and looked at the demonic purple flames with wide eyes.

Without waiting for the purple flame to be extinguished, Mo Chengcheng said loudly: "Except for Murong Tu and Murong Hong, everyone leaves immediately!" ”

Murong Hong faintly believed Liu Mang and Mo Chengcheng at this time, waved his hand, and motioned for the children of the family to retreat first.

Soon the room was cleared, and there were only a few people left in the room.

Liu Mang waited for the purple flame to be extinguished, helped Murong Yuan up, stabbed more than ten Nine Death Needles into his back, and used his internal qi to urge the Nine Death Needles to expel the sick qi in his body little by little.

After Murong Yuan was injured, his body was seriously infected, and the sickly qi in his body was like ink, and streams of black qi poured out of his body.

As the sick breath poured out, the pus in his chest burst, thick water flowed out, and the room smelled even worse.

Murong Tu and Murong Hong both stayed in the room, watching Liu Mang treat Murong Yuan with wide eyes, this kind of treatment method was simply unheard of, and both of them couldn't help but sweat.

Gradually, the thick water in Murong Yuan's chest had been drained away, and Liu Mang crushed a Liuhe Pill and sprinkled it on his chest to promote the healing of the wound.

Murong Yuan's wounds recovered quickly at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Mo Chengcheng kept staring at Murong Yuan's complexion, at first Murong Yuan looked dead, but now, his skin is getting more and more ruddy, and he has obviously recovered a lot.

It didn't take long for Murong Yuan's chest to recover, not only did the skin grow, but the ribs that had not healed for half a month had also healed.

Liu Mang quickly pulled out the Nine Death Divine Needle and patted Murong Yuan's back lightly.

"Vomit ......" Murong Yuan lay on the side of the bed, vomited heavily, and spit out mouthfuls of thick water mixed with blood.

Liu Mang clapped his hands, "Okay." ”

"Okay?" Murong Tu looked at Liu Mang like a monster, "You mean, my father is well and was cured by you?" ”

"The eyes are on your face, is your father good, can't you see it?" Liu Mang didn't have a good airway, so he rushed to the patient's family, if Mo Chengcheng hadn't pulled him here, he wouldn't have come here to treat people if he hadn't given one million.

Murong Hong came to the bedside, "Dad, how are you, Dad?" ”

The contents of Murong Yuan's stomach had already been vomited clean, and he looked at Murong Hong blankly, "Second child, look at you, you are old, and you are still crying, you are a manly husband?" By the way, what's wrong with me, why have I been in a daze before, my chest is stuffy, swollen and uncomfortable, everything is confused, it's like a dream. ”

Murong Yuan's words were full of anger, not at all like a patient, Murong Hong looked at his complexion again, it was very ruddy, where did he look like a patient, "It's really good, it's really cured, God, it's too god." ”

Murong Yuan said: "What is the god of God, you say quickly, what's wrong with me?" ”

Liu Mang said: "You are just sick. ”

Hearing Liu Mang's voice, Murong Yuan looked over, and the moment he saw Liu Mang, his pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a surprised and happy tone: "It's you!" ”

While speaking, Murong Yuan hurriedly climbed out of bed and knelt in front of Liu Mang, "The old slave sees the master. ”