Under the continuous action of the golden needle, the injuries in Deng Tianhua's body are gradually being repaired, and the originally failed heart veins are further returning to normal.

Time passed, and fifteen minutes later, Deng Tianhua's originally pale face was also a little more ruddy.

At this time, Su Yang took the ginseng paste that He Zhong had already made and sprinkled it on Deng Tianhua's chest.

In the picture, the ginseng paste sprinkled on Deng Tianhua's chest was actually arranged at a speed visible to the naked eye under the shaking of the golden needle.

In just a dozen seconds, it was evenly covered on the surface of Deng Tianhua's chest.

Five minutes later, the ginseng paste on Deng Tianhua's chest completely turned into a jet-black condensed substance.

Su Yang's eyes moved, and he reached out and slapped him.

The eighteen golden needles returned to their original color, flew up suddenly, and as soon as they reached out, they grabbed the golden needles in their hands.

The jet-black condensed substance, like burnt paper, turned into a pile of useless ashes with the departure of the golden needle, and fell on the bed beside Deng Tianhua, only a little became flying ash, floating in the room.

"Okay, he's fine. Su Yang opened his mouth and unhurriedly inserted the golden needle back into the wolf's skin.

As his words fell, sure enough, Deng Tianhua, who was originally in a coma, slowly opened his old eyes.

With a look of confusion in his eyes, he glanced at the ceiling, his eyes rolling and frowning.

"Why am I here?"

"Father, father, how do you feel when you wake up?" Deng Qianhe was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly came to the bedside and asked with concern.

"Feeling...... Huh?" Deng Tianhua was stunned, felt the situation in his body, and found that there was no discomfort.

That's not right.

He remembered that just now, he had a fight with the fire madness Qian Feng, but he was seriously injured because he was defeated, and at the same time, the strength in his body was accumulated in his internal organs.

But why is there nothing else in his body now except for a little innocuous pain?

The long-distance rotation of the strength is extremely smooth, and there is no phenomenon of stasis after any serious injury, is this the case?

"I'm fine. Deng Tianhua came back to his senses and replied.

"Great. Deng Qianhe looked excited, thought of something, and hurriedly said, "By the way, father, it was Mr. Su who saved you just now." ”

"Mr. Su?" Deng Tianhua looked puzzled, and glanced sideways at Su Yang who was not far away.

"I'll help you up. "Deng Qianhe Road.

"What to help, said it's okay, get out of the way, I'll get up by myself. ”

Deng Tianhua opened Deng Qianhe with one hand, then directly turned over and got out of bed, bowing to Su Yang, "I didn't expect Your Excellency to have such a miraculous medical skill to save my old bones, thank you very much." ”

He knew very well about his own injuries, that fiery mad Qian Feng was very ruthless, breaking his strength into his heart, causing him to be seriously injured.

It stands to reason that in that case, he is basically in a coma waiting for death.

But unexpectedly, under Su Yang's treatment, he came back to life almost intact.

Su Yang waved his hand and said with a slight smile: "It's just a matter of making a move, Master Deng Zhuang, your injuries are quite serious, I just helped you repair your heart and viscera, and I can only count it as eighty percent, and then you need to recuperate well, preferably within three months, don't use your strength, otherwise you will leave sequelae." ”

"Can't you exert yourself for three months? Okay, make a note of it. Deng Tianhua nodded, then took the clothes and put them on his body.

Suddenly, he said with a solemn face: "Qianhe, what about Qian Feng's guy, what happened later, he left, or what's wrong, that guy's strength is very strong, during the time I was in a coma, did he do anything to lose his conscience?"

"Uh......" Deng Qianhe was stunned and said with a wry smile: "Father, Qian Feng is dead." ”

"What, dead?!" Deng Tianhua cried out in a lost voice.

The solemn color on his face turned into a look of horror.

"Yes, dead. Deng Qianhe nodded.

"How did you die?" Deng Tianhua asked in horror as he reached out and grabbed the long beard on his chin.

Deng Qianhe glanced at Su Yang and said, "It was Master Su's hand." ”

"This ......" Deng Tianhua was shocked and looked at Su Yang incredulously.

Isn't this guy a spiritual-level master?

I saved him just now, and my medical skills are really magical, but when will a spirit-level martial artist be able to kill a ground-level martial artist?

"What the hell is going on, Qianhe, tell me quickly!" Deng Tianhua hurriedly asked.

"Father, it's like this......" Deng Qianhe did not hesitate, and immediately recounted what had just happened.

When he was done, he clearly saw his father swallowing saliva, and a thick look of shock flashed in his old eyes.

"Su, Mr. Su, you are too ...... Forgive the old man, I was clumsy just now, I didn't see that you were a martial artist at the ground level, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. ”

Shocked for a moment, Deng Tianhua hurriedly suppressed the emotions in his heart and bowed to Su Yang.

"You don't have to apologize to me. Su Yang smiled, and after a few polite words, he stepped out of the room.

Deng Qianhe and Zhang Yanfei followed and walked out.

Su Yang looked back at Deng Qianhe and said, "Mr. Deng, as long as your father's injury is recuperated, he will probably be fine, but I have some other things here, and I need to trouble you." ”

"Mr. Su, please speak. Deng Qianhe hurriedly said solemnly.

"Yanfei, take out your mobile phone and show him what I wrote just now. Su Yang said.

"Oh, good, good. Zhang Yanfei answered, took out his mobile phone, clicked on it, and handed it to Deng Qianhe.

Deng Qianhe stared at it for a few seconds, and said strangely: "Mr. Su, you want these medicinal materials, are you preparing to refine them?"

"It's not what I want, it's what Yan Fei wants, is there?"

Deng Qianhe bowed his head, looked at Zhang Yanfei deeply, and said with a smile: "I have all these medicinal materials in Yuehua Villa, so although Mr. Su can rest assured, there must be one, but in addition, does Mr. Su want anything else?"

"Well, I've been studying pharmacology lately, and I do need some other medicinal herbs. Su Yang thought for a while.

"Sir, just speak. ”

"I can't tell, do you have paper and pen, I'll write it down. ”

"Yes, He Zhong, go get a pen and paper. ”

"Yes. ”

After a while, He Zhong took a notebook and a pen.

Su Yang took it, and wrote on it.

It was written about the medicinal materials of Fuyuan Dan and Erpin Guiqi Dan, and this time Su Yang did not avoid suspicion, and directly wrote out all the medicinal materials needed for the two pills.

However, in order to prevent some unnecessary imitation, he crossed and mixed the names of the two pills.

In this way, even if an outsider knew that he wanted to refine the Fuyuan Pill and the Second Grade Guiqi Pill, he couldn't distinguish the combination of medicinal materials, and even if he wanted to refine it, he couldn't refine it.

"Alright, that's all. After Su Yang finished writing, he handed the notebook to Deng Qianhe.

Deng Qianhe looked at it for a few minutes and nodded slightly: "Mr. Su, although I don't have many of these medicinal materials in Yuehua Villa, I still have them, so I'll let someone prepare them for you." ”

(End of chapter)