In front of a valuable carved bed.

Zhuang Bi sat cross-legged at the end of the bed with a solemn expression.

Wei Dong'er, who was lying in front of her, was covered with a thin layer of white sheets, and she was wearing nothing underneath.

was supposed to be Miaoman's body, but at this time he was skinny.

is 1.7 meters tall, only a pitiful seventy pounds.

Wei Boqing, Mo Qiuyan, and Mu Qingyu looked at Zhuang Bi nervously.

Suddenly.

Zhuang Bi stretched out his right hand and grabbed one of Wei Dong'er's legs.

The air seemed to tremble slightly.

A stream of true yuan followed Zhuang Bi's hand and slowly crossed into Wei Dong'er's body.

Wherever this true qi goes, it is like the earth that has dried up for a long time, encountering Ganlin.

The white sheet covering Wei Dong'er's body, as if a swarm of ants were wriggling underneath, spread down her calves, spread to her thighs, then her lower abdomen, chest, and whole body.

"Oh my God, this is ......!"

Wei Boqing couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

This is the true essence of the legendary ancient warrior.

Unless it is someone close to him, the ancient warrior will never use the natal true element to heal anyone.

Wei Boqing is not an ancient martial artist, but he knows a lot of secrets in the ancient martial arts world.

Wei Dong'er, who was originally skinny, had a body under the sheets, and miraculously slowly showed signs of plumpness.

Even, she was in a coma, and her eyelids actually began to tremble.

Then, it was her body that began to tremble slightly.

A layer of white smoke kept coming out of Zhuang Bi and Wei Dong'er's bodies, Zhuang Bi was sweating like rain, and the sheets under his buttocks were already soaked in a large area.

After more than ten minutes, his body went limp, and he almost didn't fall out of bed.

Mu Qingyu hurriedly supported her, complaining, angry, and having a feeling that she couldn't say.

Hidden bitterness? Vinegar?

Zhuang Bi must have used the same means to save her in this way.

But now, he is saving others in the same way.

It's like a child's favorite toy, shared by other children.

"Are you alright?"

Mu Qingyu finally couldn't help but ask worriedly.

Zhuang Bi grinned, simply pretended to be dead, and leaned directly into Mr. Mu's arms.

Feeling the temperature from the two hot water bottles at the back of his head, he sighed comfortably:

"It's okay, it's just out of strength, don't move, let me lean on, don't let go."

After speaking, he tilted his head and rubbed it lightly a few times.

Mu Qingyu was like being devoured by thunder.

This stinky rascal.

He, he, he, he ......!

He is clearly taking advantage of himself.

In normal times, Zhuang Bi is estimated to have turned into a corpse now.

Zhuang Bi was triumphant, but his face had to make a look of his strength being drained, and said to Wei Boqing:

"Wei Lao, your daughter will wake up for a few minutes after half an hour, you can talk to her, remember, the things on the list I opened for you, collect them as soon as possible, otherwise, this may be the last time she wakes up, and the gods will not be able to save her at that time."

Wei Boqing had already regarded Zhuang Bi as a fairy, nodding while wiping his tears, he took out a card from his body in a bit of a hurry, and handed it over with both hands:

"Master Zhuang, be careful, not respectful, you must accept it."

Zhuang Bi was about to speak, but Mu Qingyu opened his mouth:

"Grandpa Wei, don't do this, he is not an outsider, you just treat him as a junior, this is just a gesture, hurry up and put the card away."

Zhuang Bi ......!

Looking at Wei Boqing's respectful expression, Zhuang Bi had no choice but to endure the sharp pain in his heart, and pretended to be generous and said:

"Yes, old man, you need money now, and there's a lot of money in this card, right?"

Wei Boqing was a little ashamed:

"Not much, not much, just tens of billions."

Zhuang Bi suddenly had the feeling that a beggar had won the mega jackpot, but finally lost the winning ticket.

I want to cry without tears.

Dead woman.

The master still owes you tens of millions.

With this 10 billion in hand, the master can not only easily repay your money, but also buy whatever he wants, buy two bowls of soy milk, drink one bowl and pour one bowl, buy two pants, and wear them.

That's 10 billion, not 100 yuan.

"Hehe, old man, take it away, money is just dung for me, put it away quickly, I can't see this."

In Wei Boqing's heart, Master Zhuang is arrogant and regards money as dung, which can be regarded as completely established.

What is the Great Hidden in the City?

Master Zhuang is yes.

Look at people, young, with otherworldly calligraphy, can hang themselves to death.

Look at people again, they are still an ancient warrior.

Ancient warriors.

This and ordinary people are completely two worlds of existence.

If my daughter can be cured, maybe she will ...... in the future!

Weber's heart suddenly came alive.

No, you have to hold on to it.

How did he know that the arrogant Master Zhuang was now eager to snatch the card directly from his hand.

I knew that treating diseases and saving people was so profitable, what did I do before?

When I was an agent, I risked my life to kill someone and get only three or five billion black gold.

"Let's go, I'm overexerting myself and I'm almost out of breath, send me home and take a shower."

Zhuang Bi knew that if he didn't leave, he was worried that he would really be unable to help but do something embarrassing.

Mu Qingyu was proud, Zhuang Bi's loss of 10 billion was even happier for her than her own earning 10 billion.

She even completely ignored that the big north nose she was holding in her arms had been eating tofu on her.

When she helped Zhuang Bi out of Wei's house and got into the car, she found that her chest was wet with a large patch, and it was all the sweat behind Zhuang Bi.

Wei Boqing had been standing at the door, watching Mu Qingyu's car disappear, then he let out a long sigh and said to Mo Qiuyan beside him:

"Qiuyan, this Master Zhuang, what is the origin?"

Mo Qiuyan groaned for a moment, meaning something:

"He is the blind date that Grandpa Mu found for Qingyu, and after saving Jun'er, Grandpa Chu seems to have fallen in love with him."

Wei Boqing was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Mo Qiuyan, and said seriously:

"Qiu Yan, there are some things you can't do."

Mo Qiuyan's face couldn't help but blush slightly, and he glared at Wei Boqing:

"Grandpa, you are disrespectful to the elderly."

Webber smiled, and then his smile turned into endless anger:

"Damn, Dong'er is actually poisoned, it's ridiculous that I don't know anything, this matter is not over."

Mo Qiuyan looked at Wei Boqing worriedly and asked:

"Grandpa, yes...... Is it over there in the imperial capital? ”

Wei Boqing's face gradually turned blue:

"Who else but over there? Fifty years ago, your great-grandfather failed to ascend to the throne and had to withdraw from the imperial capital, fifty years have passed, and they still have to be wiped out. ”

Mo Qiuyan was silent for a moment, looked at Wei Boqing and said:

"It's the people over there who are behind the scenes, but who is the poisoner?"

Wei Boqing suddenly stopped talking, turned around and walked into the door, but his originally straight back became slightly hunched.

Who else could it be?