Zhang Qingfeng's eyes were also full of gratitude.

"Uncle Qin, you must not be polite, these are all things that are within my responsibility, Yun'er is worried about the safety of the patriarch, I happen to know a little bit about medical skills, let me go in and have a look." ”

Qin Yun'er also said: "Brother Qingfeng is right, Yun'er's body was healed by him, with him, he will definitely be able to cure Dad, let's go, let's go in." As he spoke, without waiting for Qin Yuansong to speak, he pulled Zhang Qingfeng to push the door and walked into the house.

Creak.

Without waiting for Qin Yun'er to open the door, the door opened.

"Yun'er. ”

A graceful middle-aged woman who looked to be around forty years old appeared in the door.

"Nine aunts. Qin Yun'er saw the middle-aged woman and shouted, "How is my father's injury?"

The middle-aged woman is the third elder of the Qin Clan Elders' Meeting, and she is also Qin Yun'er's aunt, and she is the Qin Clan's most skilled pharmacist.

The middle-aged woman looked at Qin Yun'er dotingly, and said softly: "Auntie has tried all the methods, and she can't find out what kind of poison is in the eldest brother, you can go in and take a look." ”

When Qin Yun'er heard this, tears flowed down her eyes.

"Daddy!"

On the wide red sandalwood carved bed, a middle-aged man with skin and bones and a steel beard on his face lay down.

The man is burly and strong, although he is about to lose weight into a skeleton because he has been in a coma for too long, but he still looks much taller and burly than ordinary people.

Qin Yun'er threw herself on the side of the bed, grabbed the man's hand, and tears rained down.

Zhang Qingfeng stood behind Qin Yun'er and waited for a while before reaching out to touch her shoulder, "Don't cry, let me check your father's injuries first." ”

Qin Yun'er wiped her tears and moved to the side.

Zhang Qingfeng sat on the edge of the bed next to Qin Yun'er, and as soon as his fingers were placed on the veins of this future father-in-law, who was unconscious when they met for the first time, his pupils contracted sharply.

"Brother Aomine......"

Qin Yun'er felt Zhang Qingfeng's strange appearance, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she saw Zhang Qingfeng suddenly raise her left hand, and swallowed her next words back.

Zhang Qingfeng held Qin Fengtu's hand, just like an old monk in a fixed place, sitting there motionless.

Qin Yun'er was afraid of disturbing him, so she retreated to the side with interest, and the high priest Lu pulled over a chair and sat down, and was seriously injured by Qin's madman, obviously he should be resting in bed, but he wanted to stand aside habitually with Laideli, like a sculpture.

After a long stick of incense, Zhang Qingfeng let go of his hand.

"Go out all of you, shut the door, and let no one come in without my permission. ”

"Brother Qingfeng, what kind of poison did my father have?" Qin Yun'er heard a glimmer of hope from Zhang Qingfeng's words, and couldn't wait to ask.

"I don't know, I can only try, go out, if you delay any longer, your father will really be hopeless." ”

Qin Yun'er was not a vulgar fan who didn't know the general situation, but when she saw Zhang Qingfeng's solemn face, she wiped a handful of tears and walked out without her head.

"Young master, I will stay outside the door. ”

Li dropped a sentence and walked out.

Lu stood up, stretched his waist, and was about to go out, when Zhang Qingfeng suddenly shouted, "You go to the secret room of the patriarch's retreat to check and see if there is any gain." ”

Lu paused slightly, frowned, muttered something reluctantly, and walked out.

Seeing that the door was closed, Zhang Qingfeng lifted the quilt on Qin Fengtu's body, stripped off all his clothes, and stared at his naked body, which was too dark and blackened by the poisoning, for a long time, and then turned Xuankong slightly, and took out a medicine box.

When the medicine box was opened, it was full of small knives, hooks, scissors, tweezers, silver needles and other small knives of various shapes.

Zhang Qingfeng took out a knife and cut a slender cut on Qin Fengtu's calf, what was surprising was that the knife was pulled out, and there was no blood, when he used two tweezers to open the wound, he saw that the meat inside was all black, shriveled as if it had been scorched by charcoal fire.

With one hand to open the wound with tweezers, Zhang Qingfeng picked up a small silver hook again, hooked it in the black charred flesh for a long time, and finally hooked out a finger-long, thin black line as thin as a hair.

"Death-hungry Immortal Devouring Brain Gu, killing invisible blood nematodes, after a thousand years, you still dare to use this vicious evil art to harm people, don't blame me Zhang Qingfeng for cutting grass and eradicating the roots!"

Looking at the black lines writhing like snakes on the tip of the hook, Zhang Qingfeng's eyes were filled with a strong killing intent.

......

......

In the next four days, Zhang Qingfeng blocked the entire courtyard, except for Elder Li and Zhuge Fengyun who were occasionally sent in to help prepare some medicines, even Qin Yun'er was turned away.

Until noon on the fifth day.

The closed courtyard door opened again, and Zhang Qingfeng walked out of it.

"Qingfeng, how is the patriarch?"

Qin Yuansong, who had been guarding the door for four days and his eyes were dark, was shocked, and he greeted him with surprise and worry, and Qin Yun'er, who was squatting on the ground with his knees and dozing off, also jumped up.

"Brother Aomine, has my father's poison been cured?"

The elders and hall masters who stayed behind around also gathered around.

Zhang Qingfeng smiled and said: "The noble patriarch is blessed with a great life, although the poisoning is extremely deep, but the victory lies in the strong physique and deep cultivation, so, after four days and four nights of scraping the bones to cure the poison, he finally survived, and if he persists for one more night, he will wake up early tomorrow morning and meet everyone." ”

"Really?"

"Great!"

"The patriarch is waking up!"

"The patriarch's poison is cured, and the patriarch is saved!"

Hearing that the patriarch had survived, all the elders were pleasantly surprised, and Qin Yun'er's tears of excitement flowed out, and she threw herself into Zhang Qingfeng's arms and cried bitterly.

When everyone's mood gradually stabilized, Zhang Qingfeng said again: "Okay, you can go back and rest in peace, as for how the patriarch was poisoned, who made the poison, and when he wakes up, the truth will be revealed, Uncle Qin, please send someone to guard here, before dawn tomorrow, no one will be allowed to enter the house to disturb." ”

Qin Yuansong, who was in a good mood, said loudly: "Qingfeng, don't worry, your words are now more effective for us than the holy decree, Uncle Qin promises not to let the patriarch and eldest brother be disturbed by anyone!

"Hahaha......"

The crowd burst into laughter, and the gloom of the past few days was swept away.

Zhang Qingfeng was really tired, and yawned and went back to his residence to rest.

The news of the patriarch's salvation soon spread, and that night, the elders held a banquet to celebrate, and the whole Qin clan was jubilant.

Before you know it, it's late at night.

The wine is drunk, and the noisy inner city gradually returns to calm.

The night was poignant, with clouds obscuring the stars.

In the courtyard where Qin Fengtu was cultivating, the two Qin clan disciples who were in charge of guarding the courtyard sat on the stone steps at the door and whispered about the big battle that happened in the palace not long ago.

Pon, pun!

There were two muffled sounds, and the two Qin disciples fell silently.

The black shadow withdrew the palm pressed behind the two of them, looked left and right, and after making sure that no one was there, gently pushed open the hidden door and dodged in.