"Three days ago, we captured Han San. In just three days, we have completely controlled him."
She seemed to be introducing a piece of art that she was proud of, her tone full of pride.
Yan Shouyi understood that Xu Shengnan was the disciple brought out by Hu Chai, and he also enjoyed torturing people.
In order to verify Han San's obedience, Hu Chai deliberately walked up to him and forcibly twisted his head to let him see Yan Shouyi.
"Hey, Han San, do you know who this is?"
Han San stared at Yan Shou, but his eyes were still empty.
Yan Shouyi moved his lips, wanting to remind Han San, but if Han San didn't even recognize him, what's the use of reminding him?
In the end, Han San shook his head numbly: "I don't know... I know."
The inhuman torture almost left Han San's soul incomplete. The pain forced him to hide his reason and memory deep in his heart. What still controls him now is just his subconscious.
When many ordinary people suffer a huge blow, they will hide their main personality and develop a second personality to accept the pain, but their final outcome is often schizophrenia.
Hu Chai didn't seem to believe Han San's answer. He continued to hold Han San's head and said with a smile:
"This is your good brother Yan Shouyi! But now he is President Yan of the Folklore Research Association. He and I are the same type of people. We just poisoned your junior brothers together. Seven days later, they will
You will be gutted and rotten, and you will die in fear!"
However, Han San still didn't respond.
Xu Shengnan seemed to have expected this. After all, Han San just watched his junior brother being killed without any reaction. How would he react now?
"Good training!"
Hu Chai praised Xu Shengnan a few words, and then suddenly thrust a sharp knife into Han San's hand.
Yan Shouyi couldn't help but frown, not knowing that Hu Chai was going to instruct Han San to do something bad again.
But Hu Chai brought a deck chair, lay down on it, and then waved to Han San: "Come, shave for me."
Han San silently walked up to Hu Chai, held a knife in his hands full of blood, and carefully shaved Hu Chai's beard while trembling.
Bystanders couldn't help but hold their breath just by seeing this scene.
If Han San still retains a trace of consciousness, this is the best time to kill Hu Chai for revenge!
Just move the knife down a little bit and apply a little force...
But Han San never made any move. He was like a tortured puppy, obediently shaving the stubble on Hu Chai's chin.
Xu Shengnan held the chain and watched quietly from the side.
Yan Shouyi closed his eyes.
Damn thing...
Sooner or later, I'm going to cut you Hu Chai into pieces!
He took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and said to Hu Chai: "Without further delay, let's get started."
Hu Chai took back the knife and shaved himself. With his other hand, he took out a small cyan porcelain bottle from his pocket.
"Put your hands out," he ordered.
Han San immediately reached out his hand.
Hu Chai poured a poison into Han San's palm. Hu Chai ordered him to eat the poison. Han San put it into his mouth without hesitation and swallowed it, seeming a little anxious.
He was in too much pain. If this was poison, he wished he could eat it early so that he could die early and be freed early...
But Han San didn't get what he wanted. The poison was poison, but it was a chronic poison. It did not take away Han San's life immediately, but began to torture his body.
The corners of Han San's mouth began to twitch, and the pain made him slowly kneel to the ground, and finally fell on his side, hunched over like a shrimp!
Big beads of sweat broke out from his forehead. The severe pain finally made Han San unable to hold back and screamed out!
"ah--"
Hu Chai put down the knife and looked at Lao Jin with a smile: "The first round has begun. One stick of incense is timed."
With the effort of a stick of incense, either Lao Jin successfully rescued Han San, or... Han San would die!
As if in a race, Lao Jin rushed to Han San's side to check for symptoms.
But Han San did not cooperate with Lao Jin because he was in too much pain. He kept rolling on the ground.
When Yan Shou saw this, he called Chang Shan and they all stepped forward to press Han San's hands and feet. At the same time, Yan Shou leaned over and whispered in Han San's ear:
"King of Korean Dogs! I am Yan Shouyi! Don't be afraid, we will save you, we will definitely save you...!"
Lao Jin was finally able to check on Han San's condition.
Ancient medical treatment required a relatively complex process, which focused on observation, hearing, inquiry, and patient consultation.
But now, it is obvious that this process cannot be completed. Every second that passes now means that Han San is one step closer to the Lord of Hell.
Therefore, Lao Jin could only use his lifelong knowledge to judge Han San's situation as quickly as possible.
He hugged Han San's head tightly and found that Han San's face turned black.
There are many causes of facial blackening, but the most common one is liver and kidney poisoning. After Lao Jin made a preliminary judgment, he quickly grabbed Han San's pulse, felt it carefully, and confirmed his guess.
Han San’s liver and kidneys were poisoned!
Lao Jin's brain was like a fast-running computer. He recalled the Hanshang Sect's various poisoning methods, quickly screened out the irrelevant poison recipes, and finally settled on a poison.
Ganchang Cunduan Powder is a highly toxic poison refined from Xanthium seed, castor bean seed, tung tree seed, Jatropha curcas, trichosanthin, centipede, snake venom, viper, kudzu root...!
As Hu Chai said, if Han San had not taken the poison in just one stick of incense, he would have died!
As for Ganchang Cunduan Powder, the ancient medicine of the Qihuang School has the antidote!
Seventeen kinds of traditional Chinese medicine are refined into the Seven-flavor Rehmannia Pills, which can just cure Ganchang Cunduan Powder!
What made Lao Jin even more excited was that he once made Seventeen Flavor Rehmannia Pills for Yan Shouyi!
"Lao Yan, do you still have your Dongwang gourd? Get three seventeen-flavor rehmannia pills!" Lao Jin shouted.
Yan Shouyi immediately took out the Dongwang gourd from his bag and took out the fresh seventeen-flavor rehmannia pills stored in the Dongwang gourd.
Lao Jin didn't say anything nonsense and directly stuffed the antidote into Han San's mouth.
After taking the antidote, Lao Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and watched Han San's expression improve little by little.
Hu Chai's expression on the side was getting worse a little bit.
"The poison has been cured?" Long Feicheng was surprised and happy. He originally thought that the detoxification process would be long, but he didn't expect that the poison was cured in less than a minute.
Lao Jin sat on the ground and said in a proud tone:
"Being able to detoxify does not necessarily mean you can detoxify, but those who can detoxify will definitely be able to detoxify! The Qihuang Sect's ancient medicine is open to all kinds of people. There are no difficult and complicated diseases in the world that we can't solve!"