Xuanlong, who was far away in the Xuanyi sect, was practicing martial arts. He suddenly sneezed and rolled down from five to six meters away, causing his nose and face to be bruised and swollen. Qingqing was so frightened that he ran over quickly.
"Xuanlong, are you okay?" Qingqing looked him up and down distressedly, her autumn eyes full of worry.
"I'm fine." Xuanlong shook his head nonchalantly, patted the dirt on his body and continued practicing.
"Li Feng, are you okay?" Xu Meng and others didn't know what to say.
"It's okay." Chen Feng showed a forced smile and decided to go to Mokou Cliff in person to see if he could meet Gu Hai?
No matter what, he couldn't give up looking for Li Jiajia.
Wu Han looked at Chen Feng worriedly, trying hard to raise his hand, but couldn't do it.
I could only comfort him: "Master, don't worry, we will definitely find it. If it doesn't work in one day, it will take two days. If it doesn't work in two days, it will take a year. There will be such a day."
"Yes." Chen Feng looked at Wu Han, the corners of his mouth slightly raised into a faint smile.
Just as he was talking, Dr. Yan's medicine boy trotted over: "The doctor asked you to carry him over so that you can start treatment."
Upon hearing what he said, Xu Meng and others quickly carried the stretcher and followed Chen Feng and the medicine boy.
A large pot with a diameter of two meters is boiling under the support of a fierce fire, bubbling "gurgling", and just approaching it makes people feel the heat steaming.
Seeing them coming, Dr. Yan commanded: "You guys put him in."
Although Xu Meng and others didn't understand why they did this, they still obediently put Wu Han in carefully.
As soon as he entered, the water in the entire cauldron turned blood red, and after a few tumblings, it returned to its original state.
"It's so comfortable." Wu Han looked like he was enjoying himself. His body, which had always been in pain, could no longer feel the pain. The water was cool and not hot at all.
"Really?"
As soon as Xu Meng finished asking, Wu Han's expression changed, and a sharp pain swept through his body. The water that felt cool just now was now like a flame.
His body spasmed involuntarily, and he couldn't help but scream out from the intense pain, and dense beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
"Doctor Yan, what's going on?" Xu Meng shouted anxiously, reaching out to take Wu Han out but was stopped by Chen Feng.
"What are you doing? Didn't you see something happened to Xiaohan?"
Chen Feng glanced at her lightly, and Xu Meng swallowed everything he said, looking a little guilty: "I'm too anxious."
Chen Feng also understood his mood and let go of his hand without saying anything else.
Doctor Yan glared at Xu Meng unhappily and said in a weird voice: "Can my old man still hurt him?"
"If you don't trust me, old man, take him away immediately! I won't come to my door again!"
Seeing Doctor Yan opening his mouth to chase him away, the men around Xu Meng quickly apologized: "Doctor Yan, don't be angry. Our eldest brother is just too anxious. It's not that it's too painful to see Xiaohan."
"He was too anxious and lost his sense of proportion. You can treat him how you want him to be treated. We all listen to you."
Xu Meng also apologized: "Dr. Yan, it's my fault. You can beat or scold me if you want. As long as Xiaohan can cure me, I will go through the mountains of swords and the sea of fire."
"Huh." Dr. Yan snorted coldly. Although he still looked unhappy, he didn't say anything more to drive them away.