Chapter 419 Door-to-door

Looking at Mu Feng, who had fallen into a coma, the beautiful woman stretched out her smooth jade hand and wanted to stroke Mu Feng's face, but somehow she couldn't go down. Eight points are similar, but two points are mature in deep bones. The beautiful woman couldn't help sobbing and said, "Yang Er, what's wrong with you? Let me know when you get home, and I'll pick you up for your mother!"

I didn't hear any reply. Yan Hao, the head of the Yan family, saw this and said, "Okay, Yan'er's injury is very serious. Let's take it down to heal first."

In an elegant room, Mu Feng lay on and put it on, and his breath was extremely weak. Yan Hao and Mei Niang were quietly waiting for the result in the living room. After seeing the predecessors known as "ghost doctors" in the family, both of them greeted them. Yan Hao asked, "How about that? Please tell me more about Yan'er's physical condition.

Shaking his head, the old man sighed and said slowly, "This son's body has been broken to this point. His internal organs have been displaced, and most of the eight classics have been damaged. Under such circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to survive. It's really strange."

"Senior, what kind of cure is there?" Yan Hao asked in a low voice, and he had prepared for the worst, but when he saw Mei Niang on the side, he couldn't bear it.

"It's difficult. Judging from my decades of medical experience, even if he uses drugs to forcibly wake him up, he may also become a useless person."

Xiaobai blinked at the sleeping Mufeng and naturally understood the communication between them. Mei Niang became more and more excited when she heard such a situation. She may not dare to face this reality and said, "Senior, please be sure to cure him. If there is anything difficult, it is not a problem."

"Well, when I go back and think about it carefully, I have never seen a broken body so that I can survive in my life. Excuse me!" After saying that, the old man bowed to Yan Hao and said.

"Seniors, please..."

After that, Yan Hao went out and let Mei Niang take care of Mu Feng alone in the room. Of course, Xiao Bai was also there, sitting gently next to Mu Feng, with a beautiful face and eyes closed. Clenched one fist, Mei Niang curiously opened Mu Feng's tight hand, and then a small and exquisite object appeared in her hand.

"Breaking the sky pestle?" Mei Niang lost her voice, and then carefully took out Mufeng's hand and looked up and down carefully. Then she wondered, "It's really a pestle. How can it be on Yaner's body? When she wakes up, it's better to tell Yan Hao about this first."

After learning the corresponding situation, Yan Hao also looked solemn, and it was a good thing to recover, but where did the broken pestle come from? Or has the broken pestle been by his side and never handed it over?

"I think it's better not to tell the old guys in the family about this matter. Although this is a good thing, I think it should be discussed in the long way." Mei Niang said.

"Yes, when he wakes up, he should tell us the beginning and the end of the matter. Now the premise is to wake up." Yan Hao said and put away the broken pestle.

In the room, Mufeng slept quietly and put it on. Xiaobai stayed beside Mufeng and called softly. However, even so, Mufeng still had no reaction. His body was very weak, and his breath still existed, but his body was fragmented. It was a miracle that he could survive.

"Mu Feng, Mu Feng... Wake up!" Xiaobai's spiritual thoughts passed away again, but there was no response, and it was now evening.

The door was opened, and Yan Hao and Mei Niang walked into the room. Behind them were carrying a large bucket of hot medicine barrels, which was filled with all kinds of rare medicinal herbs. Xiaobai grinned and didn't know why, which meant what had happened.

"Little guy, it's okay. We're just healing him, and he'll get better soon." Mei Niang said to Xiaobai.

"Whether your messy things can work or do you have other plans? You may not be good people." Xiaobai is not allowed to.

"No, do you think we look like bad people? It's just that he is seriously injured. If he is not treated immediately, he is likely to leave a future disease. I hope you can understand."

After thinking about it for a moment, it seemed that the other party was also reasonable, and said, "Okay, but in the process of treatment, I must be present. No problem."

"Yes..."

Mufeng's whole body was put into the medicine barrel, and the others retreated, leaving only Mei Niang. Xiaobai was also curious about the wonders of this bucket of medicine. Three hours later, someone came in to replace it with a new bucket, and the third time later, the old man known as the "ghost doctor" in the Yan clan stepped into the room again.

Acupuncture, ninety-one needles, looking around, almost all the body is covered with silver needles. What surprised the "ghost doctor" was that every silver needle inserted did not flow out of the so-called "guidance gas", that is to say, Mu Feng's physical instinctive reaction has been lost.

When he tried to transmit the energy from his body to Mufeng's body, it was also like a stone sinking into the sea. There was no message. He shook his head and said to Mei Niang, who was waiting anxiously, "I'm at the end. This body has lost its vitality. If it is to say what sustains his life, it is the obsession in his heart."

"Senior, you must save him at any cost." Mei Niang was really anxious and said.

"It's not that I didn't save him, but that I can't do anything about it. In this case, I think you should expect miracles." The ghost doctor spoke very tactfully, and then packed up his things and stepped out of the door.

The next day, the weather was fine, and a group of people suddenly appeared over the Yan base camp. Looking carefully, the leader was an old man, followed by two men and a woman.

"Why don't the old guys of the Yan clan appear to greet the old man?" The sound rolled and exploded in the sky, and the leaves fell down one after another.

Wow... Several figures flashed out. Yan Hao, the patriarch of the Yan clan, led the four elders of the family to appear and stood in the air, carefully staring at the several people opposite. The divine strength was not enough here.

"It turned out to be you. I don't know what you are doing when you come to the humble house?" Yan Hao asked politely.

"Of course, there is a little guy who should be from the Yan clan. He took back the 'broken pestle' that the old man borrowed from your Yan clan without authorization. He came to get it back today." The old man's plain voice came, turning black and white upside down.

The change of face instantly covered up the past. Yan Hao answered, "Senior, the broken pestle was originally a sacred object of our Yan clan, but now it is also natural to return it."

"Today, the old man came here with several disciples from the mountain gate to ask for things and people. I hope the patriarch Yan will not be stingy, so as not to hurt his harmony."

"Senior, are you sure that the other party is from our Yan clan? There is still a flattering boy who provoked from it and wanted to kill my Yan clan. The seniors still hope to think twice. Yan Hao said.

"Do not pretend to garlic for me. The other party is a direct son of your Yan clan. How can you make a mistake? Yan Hao, should you return it yourself or pick it up by myself?" The old man asked coldly, revealing his nature.

is so high-sounding, as if the sacred weapon of the Yan clan should have existed for him. Yan Hao's face is getting worse and worse, and the three people behind the old man can be said without exaggeration to say that they are all god-level strong men, and the effect is also great when they deal with each other here.