"Are you a pharmacist?" The young man looked at Su Fan blankly, with hope flashing in his eyes.
"No," Su Fan replied calmly.
"Oh! Then you are the alchemist?" the young man asked again.
"No," Su Fan replied.
"Then why do you think you can help me?" The young man looked at Su Fan with a disappointed look, his eyes full of loneliness and a hint of impatience.
"It's true that I'm not a pharmacist, but I have a way to cure the illnesses of the people behind you," Su Fan said.
After hearing Su Fan's words, the boy's eyes showed hope again, waiting for what Su Fan would say next.
"The person behind you was seriously injured. He must have been poisoned artificially. Moreover, this kind of poison will not cause any sensation at ordinary times. It will only make people weaker and weaker. It only attacks once every ten days.
When an attack occurs, it makes people want to live in pain, and the liver and intestines are broken," Su Fan said eloquently.
Shocked! The young man's hands could not stop shaking. After so many years, this man was the first to know about his mother's symptoms. He had also looked for many people to see it, but no one knew what was going on. This young man made him feel
to hope.
"And, more than that, someone should have told you to use Nine-tailed Haunted Soul Grass to suppress it! You need to take a Nine-tailed Haunted Soul Grass every half month. But there is a problem. Although it can suppress the spread of poison, the vitality is also little
If they are wiped out, the people behind you will almost be gone to the west in less than two years."
"I don't know if what I said is right," Su Fan asked lightly.
Su Kuang was confused. When did Xiaofan have such powerful pharmacological knowledge? Song Zhan was also confused. The most unreliable Nangong Yu was also confused. The three of them looked at Su Fan in shock.
Su Fan thought in his heart: "Am I going to tell you that all this has nothing to do with me? I'm just borrowing someone else's hand to show off."
Su Fan is indeed not that capable. All this was just said by Zi Wan'er through his mouth. Su Fan knows nothing and is just a puppet.
"You..., you..., how do you know," the young man was also shocked at this moment. What this person said was absolutely correct. This was indeed the case with her mother.
"Do you have a solution?" The young man looked at Su Fan with hope, hoping that he could save his mother.
"Take me to see it first! Otherwise, I can't promise you anything without anyone seeing it," Su Fan was also extremely cautious, and the key was to pretend to be a master.
"Sir, please come in," the young man no longer regarded Su Fan as a boy of his own age, and addressed him as sir.
Su Fan came to the room inside. There was a middle-aged woman lying on the bed in the room. The middle-aged woman's face was dry, and the blood in her body was exhausted. It was obvious that she was about to run out of oil, and there was still a layer of death around her body.
Su Fan pretended to walk to the woman's bed, put his hand on the woman's wrist, and closed his eyes.
After a while, Su Fan slowly opened his eyes and stood up, frowning slightly, looking a little troubled.
"Sir! How's it going? Can my mother be saved?" The young man asked quickly. If he asked who the person he cared about most in the world was undoubtedly his mother, he had suffered a lot for his mother over the years, and even
Even cultivation has been wasted.
"Yes, it can be saved!" Su Fan said the words that a young man wanted to hear in his dreams.
"Thumping, the young man knelt down in front of Su Fan and kowtowed.
"Sir! Please take action to save my mother. I, Jian Ming, will repay the favor by doing anything in my life."
"You get up first," Su Fan said to Jian Ming.
"No, I won't get up unless you agree, sir," Jian Ming knelt on the ground stubbornly. Perhaps it was this glimmer of hope that made Jian Ming's tense heart relax instantly, and his whole body was trembling.
"You should get up first! I kneel to the sky and kneel to my parents. If you don't get up, I will turn around and leave," Su Fan said in a tone that left no room for doubt.
"Okay..., okay,..., sir, don't be angry, I'll get up right now." Jian Ming panicked when he heard Su Fan was about to leave, and quickly got up from the ground, not daring to kneel.
"Brother Kuang, go buy these things and come back. Su Fan whispers a few words in Su Kuang's ear and asks Nangong Yu to go with him." Su Fan, Song Zhan and Jian Ming were the only ones left in the room.
"Can you tell me about you?" Su Fan asked.
"This..." Jian Ming looked at the woman on the bed with a troubled face, and Su Fan could also see what Jian Ming was worried about.
"Don't worry! Your mother will be able to treat you when my brother comes back. Although it's a little more troublesome, I can guarantee it," Su Fan said calmly.
"Sir, come with me," Jian Ming motioned to Su Fan and the others to follow him. It must be inconvenient because there are patients here!
The three of them came outside the room. This was the road in the slum. There were many people coming and going on it. They were all people who were busy making a living for their families. Most of the people in the slum worked as diggers and odd jobs for the rich, and no one cared about Su Fan.
These outsiders.
"Sir! I am the second son of the head of the Jian family. That year my mother and father met, and they quickly fell in love, and later gave birth to me. My mother was also brought into the Jian family to become the second wife, and the days were also busy.
It’s pretty good.”
"Two years ago, when I was sixteen, my father suddenly became seriously ill. The power of the family fell into the hands of my aunt. My mother and son were ostracized everywhere, and it was difficult to survive in the Jian family. My mother didn't know how.
I became seriously ill, and my elder brother Jian Wu could not tolerate us. I was kicked out of the family, and I took my mother everywhere to seek medical treatment, and finally came to this slum." Su Fan could see the sadness and helplessness in Jian Ming's eyes.
"The Jian family is one of the four major families in Sword Killing City. There are four families in Sword Killing City. One is the Yang family of Qingfeng Sect. They basically don't care about Sword Killing City. The rest are the Jian family, Chen family,
The Mo family. These three families are the rulers of the Sword Killing City. The three families send talents to the Qingfeng Sect every year for training. They have a certain status in the Qingfeng Sect. Many of the elders of the sect are also held by the three families."
"So your mother's poison was probably poisoned by your eldest brother," Su Fan naturally thought of Jian Ming's eldest brother Jian Wu.
"I'm afraid that's the case. My elder brother is a ruthless person. He will not tolerate the existence of a person like me. My existence is always a threat to him."
"Brother Su, we're back." Nangong Yuren's voice arrived before he could.
"I bought everything," Su Fan asked.
Well! Su Kuang took out a large bag of things and handed it to Su Fan. He didn't know what Su Fan wanted to do, but he would do whatever Su Fan asked him to do.
"Let's go! Let's go treat your mother!" Su Fan greeted Jian Ming and walked into the house first.
"Su Kuang, you guys just stand guard outside!" Su Fan's voice came slowly, and they could only stop and stand guard outside.
"Jian Ming, my treatment may offend your mother later. Let me make this clear to you first. Don't wait until you come to me and kill me," Su Fan said calmly.
"Sir! How offensive are you to Jane?" Ming asked weakly.
"At most, it's just a little offensive. What are you thinking? Doctors are kind," Su Fan said angrily.
"Sir, let go of the treatment. I believe that Mother will not blame you," Jian Ming also made up his mind.
"Okay! Su Fan walked to the bed, took out a set of silver needles that Su Kuang bought, opened the quilt to reveal the middle-aged woman's body, slowly opened the clothes above her belly, and carefully searched for the place to insert the needles.
Phew!
Su Fan inserted the needle, and sweat broke out on his forehead. Then he inserted another needle, and the middle-aged woman groaned. After pricking her stomach, Su Fan asked Jian Ming to help pull the clothes and place it on the middle-aged woman's chest.
Four needles were inserted at one point, and Su Fan was sweating.
After three needles were inserted into the top of his head, Su Fan almost collapsed and was sweating profusely. This needle injection was a technical job! He was too concentrated, and the consumption made Su Fan dizzy for a while.