"Mr. Ye, are there any other methods besides this?"

Fan Heng held the pill recipe and felt extremely complicated for a moment.

He became a good doctor after a long illness. He now has a little understanding of medical skills. Naturally, he can see that the recipe for the unblemished elixir given by Ye Ping is not a random book. The medicinal properties are very appropriate. If you look closely, you will indeed have the characteristics of the symptomatic body of Tianlu.

Logically speaking, it should have been a happy thing to get the Leak-free Pill Recipe and have a way to treat Fan Mo'er, but the difficulty of collecting these spiritual medicines on the Pill Recipe is too high. He has no time and no money to complete it.

Ye Ping did not answer, but said seriously to Fan Heng: "Boss Fan, I think you should have found that Ling Yan's effect has become worse and worse after taking the tonic, right?"

Fan Heng nodded bitterly.

When Fan Mo'er first took tonics, she could walk down the ground and her hair was still black, but as time went by, the effect of the tonics became worse and worse. Gradually, all her black hair had turned into white hair, and she was bedridden and unconscious. She could only say two or three simple bytes occasionally.

Even though he continued to improve the medicinal properties of these tonics, even replaced it with tiger and wolf tonics that are now angry with the people who are about to die, the effect was still minimal. After taking the medicine, the time to maintain Fan Mo'er's vitality has changed from the previous three days to the current day.

Moreover, the effect after taking tonics is still deteriorating continuously.

In this case, he already had a premonition that his daughter would not be able to stay with him for too long.

He even often worried that he would go to the charity house and then return to Fan Mo'er.

Sometimes, he felt that maybe this was a good thing, at least he could suffer less.

However, he was really unwilling to give up and did not want to lose his only relative in the world.

"Since Boss Fan knows, I'll say it outright..." Ye Ping nodded and then said, "I do have another method of diagnosis and treatment. However, this method can only treat symptoms but not the root cause. At most, it can only extend Ling Yan's life span. If you want to treat the root cause, the only way is to treat the non-leakage pill. However, this method of diagnosis and treatment has greatly damaged me. It is not enough to just ask you to sell me the marrow washing pill. You also need to give me some medical expenses."

"Mr. Ye has any conditions to ask. As long as Fan Heng can do it, he will never refuse to let it go!"

When Fan Heng heard the sound, his face immediately showed ecstasy. After carefully putting Fan Mo'er back on the bed, he knelt on one knee on the ground without thinking, holding his fists and said sincerely.

"It's very simple, I want three Qingming Pills."

Ye Ping said calmly.

When Fan Heng heard this, his expression immediately stopped.

The three Qingming Pills are not a small number, and now he really can't take them out.

"I can give you ten days to get together, but in ten days, I must see it."

Ye Ping looked at Fan Heng and gave up his time a little.

Although Fan Heng's situation is worthy of sympathy, he was not a good hall after all, and the loss of treatment of Fan Mo'er's difficult disease will not be small. The three Qingming Pills are already considered to be pity to the father and daughter.

If someone else wanted Ye Ping to take action, there would be less than ten Qingming Pills, so no talk!

"Okay, I promise you."

Fan Heng gritted his teeth and immediately said in a deep voice.

As long as my daughter can survive, it doesn’t matter what she wants her to do, not to mention the three Qingming Pills.

He has been doing this for so many years.

"Okay. Then I'll temporarily close some of the gaps on her body. However, the life span of this kind of blockade is also very limited. You have to hurry up on the matter of elixir."

Ye Ping nodded, and then, a bright light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he used the wonderful method, and formed a sword technique with his right hand, and suddenly poked forward and landed on Fan Mo'er's forehead and eyebrows.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, along Ye Ping's fingertips, a stream of green air suddenly surged out and sank into Fan Mo'er's body.

"This vitality...how is this possible..."

Fan Heng was shocked when he looked at this scene and kept gasping for a while.

He could feel that what Ye Ping had penetrated into Fan Moer's body was not something else, but the vitality that was the same as Fan Moer.

But this is exactly what makes Fan Heng very puzzled. You must know that everyone's vitality is different, and it is precisely because of this that the living beings in the world are so rich and colorful.

It can be said that in this world, no vitality is exactly the same.

Even those holy medicines of vitality, the vitality contained in them is actually different. They just have a common universal attribute. Similar to later O-type blood, it can act in the bodies of all those who need blood transfusions, but their DNA is completely different.

But now, the vitality of Ye Ping invading Fan Moer's body from his fingertips was exactly the same as Fan Moer's. This was completely beyond Fan Heng's perception. For a moment, he almost suspected that Ye Ping was a transformed holy medicine for vitality...

But what Ye Ping exuded was clearly an unbiased human aura!

"Hosh...hush..."

In just a short moment, Ye Ping's face was as bright as gold paper, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his breathing became heavy.

The Miaosheng method is to change the magic power of the rescuer into the vitality of the rescued person. This process does not allow any mistakes. The control of magic power and details must be so meticulous that it consumes energy so much that it is impossible to estimate, and even slightly damages the origin.

It is precisely because of this that Ye Ping asked Fan Heng to ask for three Qingming Pills as compensation!

“It works!”

And with Ye Ping's dark color change, a scene that shocked and ecstatic happened.

He clearly felt that Fan Mo'er's speed of scattering out of the leak was obviously slowing down a few points at this moment.

Although it is far from comparable to normal people, it has improved countless times compared to before!

Even in just a short moment, Fan Mo'er's breathing was no longer as weak as a gossip, but had more strength; and with the originally thin and paper-like skin, it was no longer the malnutritional sallow, but a little more rosy.

All of this means that Fan Moer's situation has indeed improved.

And such a situation has never happened when he hired any famous doctor, or even the master!

Miracle doctor!

Ye Ping is indeed a miracle doctor!

Fan Mo'er, it's saved!
Chapter completed!