Chen Xingyu took the porcelain bottle and poured the refined soul quenching liquid into the porcelain bottle, took the porcelain bottle containing the soul quenching liquid and the silver needle prepared for him by the housekeeper and walked quickly to Fan Yongfeng's ward.

"Xingyu Xiaoyou, are you ready here?" Song Xueyi looked at Chen Xingyu at the door and asked.

Chen Xingyu shook the porcelain bottle in his hand in front of Song Xueyi, and then said, "Well, the things are ready, and you can already start treating Fan Lao's condition." ”

"Xingyu Xiaoyou, you don't need to be in such a hurry, I've survived for so many years, and I'm not in a hurry for this meeting." Fan Yongfeng, who was worried that Chen Xingyu's body might not be able to bear it, opened his mouth to persuade Chen Xingyu.

Fan Yongfeng learned from the description that Song Xueyi had just given him that since Chen Xingyu came to the Song family, he had been working hard about his illness the rest of the time, except for taking a break when he was eating.

"Yes, Xingyu Xiaoyou, don't worry about this moment." Song Xueyi also echoed Fan Yongfeng to persuade Chen Xingyu.

Chen Xingyu knew that Song Xueyi and Fan Yongfeng were worried about themselves, but because they had cultivated Tiger Fist, Chen Xingyu's body was not as weak as these two people thought.

"My body can afford to eat, and there is no major problem."

Chen Xingyu looked at Fan Yongfeng and Song Xueyi staring at him with suspicious eyes, so he continued.

"And the effect of the soul quenching liquid is only best when it has just been refined, and if it is left for a while, the effect will be greatly reduced."

Chen Xingyu didn't deceive Song Xueyi and Fan Yongfeng, but even if the soul quenching liquid was greatly discounted, it was just turning one course of treatment into two courses.

"This..."Hearing Chen Xingyu say this, Song Xueyi couldn't say anything anymore, "Since Xingyu Xiaoyou, you have said so, then I won't bother you to treat Yongfeng." ”

Then Song Xueyi walked out, leaving only Chen Xingyu and Fan Yongfeng in the house.

Chen Xingyu walked to Fan Yongfeng's side, took out the silver needle, and then said to Fan Yongfeng.

"Old Fan, you will feel a certain amount of discomfort when I apply the needle later, I hope you can bear it at that time."

Fan Yongfeng felt Chen Xingyu's contempt for him, which made him unacceptable, he Fan Yongfeng was not even afraid of the rain of bullets on the battlefield, which would be questioned by Chen Xingyu that he couldn't even bear a few small silver needles, so he couldn't help but hurriedly prove it to Chen Xingyu.

"Little brother Xingyu, you just need to put the needle, if I blink my eyes, I will write the three words Fan Yongfeng upside down in the future."

Feeling as if he had said the wrong thing, Chen Xingyu touched the tip of his nose to ease his embarrassment.

After that, Chen Xingyu took out a few silver needles and aimed them at the Shenting acupoint on the top of Fan Yongfeng's head, Baihui acupoint and Tianchong acupoint and pierced it.

Feeling that Chen Xingyu did not feel the discomfort that Chen Xingyu said when he pricked the needle, Fan Yongfeng was relieved at this time, after all, what Chen Xingyu said just now still made him more or less worried.

After that, Chen Xingyu took out a few silver needles and pierced them into the patio points of Fan Yongfeng's hands, the Futu points on his legs, the Yongquan points on the soles of his feet, and the Shimen points on his abdomen.

Needle pricking This is just the easiest step, and then Chen Xingyu took out the porcelain bottle containing the soul quenching liquid, picked the soul quenching liquid out of the porcelain bottle with a silver needle, and lit it at the place where the needle was pricked.

When the soul quenching liquid just dripped on Fan Yongfeng's body, Fan Yongfeng only felt a little cold and comfortable.

Then Chen Xingyu used his true qi to guide the soul quenching liquid to slowly integrate into the acupuncture points along the place where the needle was pricked, and at this time, Fan Yongfeng began to feel that the place where the needle was pricked was hot and itchy.

Chen Xingyu felt that the soul quenching liquid had been integrated into the acupuncture points, so he withdrew the true qi wrapped in the soul quenching liquid and waited for the soul quenching liquid to slowly take effect.

Chen Xingyu had just withdrawn his true qi, and Fan Yongfeng, who was lying on the bed, was miserable, and as soon as the soul quenching liquid took effect, he felt that the place where the needle was pricked was as if someone was cutting with a saw, and it was as if someone was digging meat on his body with a knife.

The function of the soul quenching liquid is to remove the impurities in his soul and the foreign soul, and Fan Yongfeng has been suffering from soul snatching disease for more than 20 years, and his soul and foreign soul have slowly fused together.

Therefore, as soon as the soul quenching liquid took effect, he had the feeling of being cut and deboned.

However, Fan Yongfeng can still accept this pain, even if the cold sweat on his forehead has been densely distributed.

I don't know how long it took, Fan Yongfeng felt that the pain had slowly disappeared, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alright, you're fine on your left hand." Chen Xingyu took out the silver needle that had been blackened in his body and said.

"Huh? That's only part of the story. Fan Yongfeng said in surprise.

"Or else? Do you think this disease can be cured so easily? Don't mess around, I'm going to start working on the rest. ”

When Fan Yongfeng heard Chen Xingyu's words, he raised the heart he had just put down to his throat again, and he regretted the Haikou he had boasted about in front of Chen Xingyu before.

"Grandpa, what are you doing here at Grandpa Feng?"

Song Yu was originally arranged by Song Xueyi to go to a friend's house today, but Song Yu didn't feel interesting after staying there for a long time, so he found an excuse and came back.

Song Yu, who had just come back, saw Song Xueyi and the housekeeper talking in front of Fan Yongfeng's door.

"Huh? Yu girl, aren't you out? Why did you come back so soon? ”

Song Xueyi was surprised when he saw Song Yu coming back, but he promised Chen Xingyu not to expose his ability, so he arranged Song Yu out today.

And the people who stayed either didn't know what Chen Xingyu did, such as the cook and servants, or they wouldn't tell Chen Xingyu's skills, such as the housekeeper and Fan Yongfeng.

Although Fan Yongfeng will inevitably be asked by others after he is cured, as long as he makes up a more reasonable reason at that time, even if others suspect him, they will not dare to ask him, the head of the Song family.

"Hmph, you also asked me to come back so early, if I don't come back, you will hide it." Song Yu pouted.

"Yu girl, come out with me, it has nothing to do with you here." After Song Xueyi finished speaking, he walked to Song Yu's side, took Song Yu's hand and walked out.

When Song Yu saw Song Xueyi's appearance, she knew that Song Xueyi definitely had something important to hide from her, she had lived by Song Xueyi's side since she was a child, Song Yu naturally knew Song Xueyi's temper, and understood that Song Xueyi didn't tell her that no matter how coquettish she was, it wouldn't have any effect, so Song Xueyi pulled her out.

"Ahh Fan Yongfeng let out a miserable scream at this time, Song Yu panicked all of a sudden, and hurriedly asked Song Xueyi.

"Is something wrong with Grandpa Feng? No, I'm going to see Grandpa Feng. ”

Song Xueyi grabbed Song Yu, who ran to Fan Yongfeng's room, "Girl, don't make trouble, your grandfather Feng is fine." ”

Song Xueyi knew very well in his heart that Song Yu's feelings for Fan Yongfeng were no less than his own grandfather.

When Song Yu was young, Song Yu's parents were busy working hard in officialdom and didn't have much time to take care of her, so it can be said that Song Yu's girl was brought up by Song Xueyi and Fan Yongfeng.

"But..."

"If something happens to your grandfather Feng, can I stay here safely and do nothing?" Song Xueyi looked at Song Yu, who was hesitant, and said.

"Grandpa Feng, this is?"

Song Xueyi looked at Song Yu, whose eyes were red, and couldn't bear to hide her.

"It's someone who heals your Grandpa Feng inside, don't worry."

"Really? Who has such a great ability? Song Yu said with sadness and joy when he heard this.

"Girl, you'll know when the time comes, but you have to keep the identity of the person who healed your Grandpa Feng secret from me."

"En, grandpa, don't worry, I will never say it."

Song Yu heard Song Xueyi say this, and knew that Song Xueyi would not drive her away again, so he stood beside Song Xueyi and quietly looked at Fan Yongfeng's room.

And Fan Yongfeng's side was originally able to withstand this kind of pain, and as he expected, he survived his limbs and chest.

But as soon as Chen Xingyu, the acupuncture point on the top of his head, withdrew his true qi, Fan Yongfeng let out this roar.

It's no wonder that he can't bear it, the piece above his head is very fragile, and Chen Xingyu has placed a lot of soul quenching liquid here, so when it plays a role, it is more than ten times more painful than his limbs.

The pain jumped too much for a while, and Fan Yongfeng couldn't control it and roared out.

When Chen Xingyu saw this scene, he quickly took the quilt and put it in front of Fan Yongfeng's mouth, Fan Yongfeng also knew that this would not be the time to be hypocritical, so he bit the quilt.

Song Xueyi had heard Fan Yongfeng's assurance to Chen Xingyu outside the door before, and if he blinked his eyes, he would write his name upside down.

Fan Yongfeng made fun of him for misunderstanding Chen Xingyu before, which would make him grasp the handle, and he couldn't help but sigh that the way of heaven is a good reincarnation.

"Grandpa, what are you thinking about with such a lewd smile?"

Song Yu saw where Song Xueyi next to him was and smiled stupidly, and asked.

"You'll find out later, girl."

And here, Chen Xingyu had already begun to collect the needles, and put the few black silver needles into the bottle containing the soul quenching liquid.

Chen Xingyu did this in order to completely eliminate the evil spirits remaining on the silver needle, so as to avoid being used by people with evil intentions to harm others.

"Fan Lao, you try to see if there is any inconsistency in your body."

Fan Yongfeng began to move his body when he heard Chen Xingyu say this, and felt that his hands and feet could move again, at this moment, Fan Yongfeng held back his tears of excitement and said to Chen Xingyu.

"Xingyu Xiaoyou, thank you for your great kindness, if there is a place that can need my old bones in the future, just ask."

Having lost control of his body for nearly twenty years finally returned to his direct hands, which made Fan Yongfeng feel like he had regained his life.