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Chapter 277 Coffin Bed

Xu Yuan stared at Shen Wangfeng, and then blinked.

"I am the young miracle doctor you call me. Bring me the century-old snow toad and I can save your life!"

Shen Wangfeng was stunned.

But soon, anger appeared on his face.

"That's enough, Xu.

Even if you are Mu Chengzong's son-in-law, you can't play with me like this.

I know you want these century-old snow toads, but to be honest, if I had two, I would definitely give you one.

But now, I only have one, and I’m still counting on the century-old snow toad to save my life. You want me to share it with you, so I’m sorry!”

Xu Yuan was helpless.

"What I said is true!"

Xu Yuan said, "If I guess correctly, it was Chen Qingsong from Beizhou City who Gu Wentian contacted, and then Chen Qingsong told you that he came to Mu's house, right?"

"How do you know?"

Now, it was Gu Wentian who spoke.

He and Chen Qingsong were indeed connected in this way.

Xu Yuan continued, "I not only know this.

I also know that you and Chen Qingsong met because of the Xuanmen Nine Needles!"

After saying that, Xu Yuan flipped his wrist.

Nine silver needles quickly flew out from between his fingers.

Then it fell directly in front of Gu Wentian's feet, and everything was buried in the bluestone.

Gu Wentian's face was shocked, and he shouted urgently, "This...this is indeed the Nine Needles of Xuanmen, and you are indeed the young miracle doctor!"

Granddaughter Gu Qingqing, who was standing next to Gu Wentian, also looked at Xu Yuan curiously.

She still remembered when she went to Shen's house earlier.

This young man is being blocked by Shen Wangfeng.

At this moment, it turned out to be the legendary young miracle doctor?

This is simply too incredible.

aside.

Shen Wangfeng was completely dumbfounded.

He ignored the trembling trembling in his body and stared at Xu Yuan.

"You...you really are?"

Xu Yuan smiled and said, "It will be replaced if it's fake.

If you don’t believe it, you can call Chen Qingsong and ask!”

Shen Wangfeng was a little hard to accept.

I begged a lot and went round and round, and finally returned to Xu Yuan's hands.

Involuntarily, Shen Wangfeng looked at Gu Wentian next to him, hoping that he could make a phone call for verification.

But how could Gu Wen not understand what Shen Wangfeng meant?

However, he shook his head.

"No need to ask, this Young Master Xu is the young miracle doctor I mentioned earlier!"

"Why are you so sure?"

Shen Wangfeng asked.

"Because of these nine Xuanmen needles!"

Gu Wentian pointed at the nine silver needles that were embedded in the bluestone in front of him.

"Except for the young genius doctor, there is no one else in the world who can practice the Nine Needles of Xuanmen to such a level!"

Xu Yuan looked at Shen Wangfeng, "Are you still cured?"

Only then did Shen Wangfeng react.

The whole person knelt down directly in front of Xu Yuan with a "bang" sound.

"Master Xu, please forgive me for offending you because I was blind to Mount Tai.

I'm so old and clumsy, I apologize to you here!

I hope you have a lot of them and can save my life.

I am willing to give you all my family property as a gift!"

Shen Wangfeng knelt on the ground and spoke with great sincerity.

Xu Yuan shook his head, "I don't care about your Shen family's property.

I said, I only want the century-old snow toad!"

"Bring it up!"

Shen Wangfeng spoke directly without any further hesitation.

Agui on the side quickly stepped forward and took out a palm-sized box from his arms.

Xu Yuan opened it and took a look.

As expected, there was a white, dried toad inside, as if it were carved from jade, without any flaws.

It is indeed a century-old snow toad!

Xu Yuan put it away.

"Shen Wangfeng, your illness is easy to cure. You only need to do one thing to survive!"

Xu Yuan spoke.

Shen Wangfeng was stunned and looked at Xu Yuan, "Please give me some advice from the miracle doctor!"

Xu Yuan said, "Go back now and order your servants to burn the bed where you sleep, so that your illness will not get worse.

After that, I will prescribe some more medicines and nurse you back to health for half a month, and you will definitely recover!"

"This...why is this?"

Shen Wangfeng was puzzled.

Not only him, but also Gu Wentian and Gu Qingqing on the side also looked confused.

What is the relationship between Shen Wangfeng's illness and the bed at home?

Xu Yuan smiled and said, "If I guess correctly, the bed you are sleeping on now is a treasure you bought in exchange for it, right?"

Shen Wangfeng nodded.

"That's right, the bed I'm sleeping on now is a big bed made of golden nanmu, and it was specially made by me..."

Hear this.

Gu Wentian next to him couldn't help but twitching his lips.

What a generous act.

Ordinary golden nanmu is hard to find.

But this Shen Wangfeng was directly used to make a big bed.

All I can say is that rich people will enjoy it.

Xu Yuan said, "The problem lies here.

Because the golden nanmu used by those craftsmen to make your big bed came from the coffin!"

"What?"

Shen Wangfeng's face turned pale and his whole body looked bad.

Xu Yuandao said, “Golden nanmu has been used to make coffins since ancient times.

Many businessmen used those golden nanmu coffins, pulled them back, disassembled them, polished them, and then remade them into wooden boards for sale.

Then you bought it and made it into a big bed.

But you have no idea.

Sleeping next to those filthy coffins every day, don't mention that you are already over sixty years old and weak.

Even an eighteen-year-old young man in his prime wouldn’t dare to go through such trouble!”

"Then...actually, my illness is..."

Shen Wangfeng still had a hard time accepting it.

“Yin and darkness enter the body, and Yang Qi is weakened.

This is why, every night at midnight, you will feel cold all over your body, and you may even feel like you are being pressed by a big block of ice.

Because at midnight, it is the time when the Yin Qi is at its strongest throughout the day.

Actually, there is a popular way to describe your condition."

"What is it?"

Shen Wangfeng asked.

"The ghost is possessed!"

Xu Yuan spoke.

Shen Wangfeng looked at Xu Yuan blankly.

If Gu Wentian wasn't so virtuous and highly respected, there would be no need to lie to him.

At this moment, he even suspected that Xu Yuan had colluded with him to trick him and defraud him of his century-old snow toad.

Xu Yuan smiled, "I know you won't believe it now.

It doesn’t matter, let’s go to Shen’s house right now, and I will prove all this to you!”

An hour later.

The courtyard of the Shen family villa.

Under Shen Wangfeng's order, the Shen family's servants had already moved out Shen Wangfeng's golden nanmu bed.

It is four meters long and three meters wide.

Moreover, the materials used are very solid.

It took more than ten young adults to move out such a large bed.

The scorching sun shines.

On the big bed made of golden nanmu, the golden nanmu silk shimmers with golden light, which is really beautiful.

But not for a while.

From the gaps in the mortise and tenon structure of the golden nanmu, there was actually red blood seeping and dripping.

Not only that, but there were also faint wisps of black air coming out, adding an inexplicable coolness to the yard that was facing the scorching sun of more than 30 degrees Celsius.

In fact, a few people close to him couldn't help but shudder.

Everyone around was stunned.

"What...what's going on?"

Shen Wangfeng himself was dumbfounded.


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