"I can only protect his heart for the time being."
Mr. Qin stuck a few silver needles into Father Jin's abdomen to temporarily protect his heart and prevent the poison from spreading.
"Fortunately, your father is a cultivator, and the toxins he ate were not many, otherwise there would be no chance of survival."
Mr. Qin wrote a prescription and asked someone to grab the medicine: "Drinking this medicine can relieve the poison of Jiuchongjin. But when the poison of Jiuchongjin is detoxified, the weak balance between the three poisons is broken. Poinsettia and leftover
The next poison might kill him immediately."
Even if he drank the poinsettia antidote first, the result was still the same. Mr. Qin could only do his best now. Whether he lived or died depended on his fate.
While he was talking, Jin's father on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, gasping "ho ho" and spitting out black blood.
"Mr. Qin, what should we do?" Jinmu was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but there was nothing she could do.
"There's nothing I can do." Mr. Qin shook his head: "This is a symptom of a poinsettia attack."
"Unless we can cure the three poisonings at the same time,...sigh." Mr. Qin sighed and kept writing and drawing on the paper, thinking about whether there was any solution.
"I'll go to Feilong Mountain again." Jin Feng rushed out in a hurry.
Mother Jin looked at her son who rushed out and her husband lying on the bed, and forced herself to calm down.
"Mr. Qin, tell me the truth, what are the chances of saving my life?"
When she said this, Jin Mu's heart throbbed painfully.
"Let me come, there is no hope of survival."
Mr. Qin's words were like a sledgehammer, hitting Jinmu hard, making her dizzy and almost falling to the ground.
"However, if Chen Feng is here, it should be 30 to 40 percent."
Mr. Qin did not dare to speak too absolutely, because if he gave hope and Chen Feng failed to save the person, Jin Feng and his mother would inevitably resent him.
When Mrs. Jin heard what Mr. Qin said, she kept praying for Chen Feng to come quickly.
...
Han Hao looked at Chen Feng who was still practicing and did not dare to disturb him. He could only watch from outside the room.
Because Chen Feng had set up a formation outside, no movement from outside could be transmitted in.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Han Hao's whole face pressed against the glass, staring at him.
"What are you doing?" Chen Feng stood up and pushed the door open and went out.
"Chen Feng, come with me quickly!" Han Hao dragged Chen Feng away: "Jin Feng's father has been poisoned, and his condition is unknown now."
"Poisoned?" Chen Feng held the back of Han Hao's neck and quickly moved towards Jin's house with luck.
"Who!" The bodyguards looked at Chen Feng who suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and immediately rushed over to surround the two of them.
"I'm Chen Feng." Chen Feng walked towards the room. Before the bodyguards could get close to him, they were bounced away by the spiritual energy shield.
"Mr. Qin, how is the situation?"
Hearing Chen Feng's voice, Mr. Qin's eyes lit up and he quickly came over to explain Jin's father's situation.
Chen Feng nodded and strode over. After checking Jin's father's physical condition, he quickly wrote down a prescription and ordered Han Hao to prepare the medicine.
Using spiritual energy to protect Jin's father's heart, Chen Feng pulled out the previous silver needle and inserted it again.