After protecting Jin's father's heart, Chen Feng asked Jin's mother to support him and took off Jin's father's upper body's clothes.
Looking at Jin's father, who was covered in purple and mixed with some red spots, Jin's mother felt aching in her heart.
"Master Chen, he..." Jin's mother couldn't speak any longer, her face full of tears.
"Nothing will happen."
Chen Feng's words were filled with a strange force, soothing the fearful and fearful heart of the Golden Mother.
He pointed to a knife and drew a seven or eight centimeter hole on Jinfu's arm, and black blood that emitted a fishy smell rushed out one after another.
As blood continued to flow out, Jin's father's face looked like the snow that had just fallen, and his body was even cold and cold without any warmth.
Jin's mother opened her mouth several times to ask, looked at Chen Feng's firm face and silently swallowed the words to her mouth.
As the blood continued to flow out, the color gradually changed from black to red. Seeing this, Chen Feng lit up twice on Jinfu's shoulders, and the blood immediately stopped flowing out.
"Take the antidotes of Poinsettia and Jiule Brocade."
Mr. Qin and Han Hao, who had been waiting aside, each handed a bowl of medicine to Chen Feng.
Looking at Chen Feng who directly gave Jin's father a bowl of medicine, the thought of Mr. Qin echoed in his mind.
He wanted to interrupt Chen Feng's movements, but he was afraid that it would affect his treatment. He fought against the gods and men in his heart and wanted to replace him.
As the bowl of medicine was eaten, Chen Feng said, "Let him go and back."
Jin's mother was stunned and quickly followed Chen Feng's words.
As soon as he took a step back, Jin's father opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dark blood, spitting out one by one.
Two minutes later, Jin's father stopped vomiting blood, and his body was much better.
Chen Feng stuffed two tablets of spiritual medicine into Jin's father's mouth, and used spiritual energy to help him melt and absorb the effect of the medicine.
As the spiritual medicine was absorbed, Jin's father's face looked much better.
Before Jin's mother could say anything, Chen Feng gave him a bowl of medicine again, but this time he did not vomit blood again.
As the bowl of medicine was drunk, the red spots on Jin's father's body became much lighter.
Just after the mother of Jin thought that his father's condition had improved, Jin's father's face turned red, and he opened his mouth and gasped, like a drowning fish.
"Master Chen, what's going on?" Jin's mother looked at Chen Feng and then at Jin's father. She wanted to get close but didn't dare, so she was so nervous.
"Normal reaction to poisonous hair."
"Drug hair?" When he heard this, the mother of Jin almost breathed a sigh of relief and fainted directly.
"What should I do? Will the poisonous hair die? Master Chen, you must save him!" The Golden Mother had completely lost her sense of duty at this time.
If Mr. Qin and Han Hao hadn't stopped her, she would have rushed over long ago.
"With Master Chen here, Mr. Jin will definitely not be in trouble." Han Hao comforted Jin's mother.
"Yes, yes, if you believe in Master Chen, Master Chen will definitely have a solution." Jin's mother stared at him begging, wishing she could kneel down for him.
As they spoke, Jin's father's face was no longer red, but his body was as red as cooked shrimps.
The body was constantly spasming, and before Jin's mother could ask anything, Jin's father's body changed color again.
Sometimes it is red, sometimes it is white, sometimes it is black like coal.
The body changes unpredictably, and both Mr. Qin and Han Hao were stunned.
"What kind of poison is this?" The two of them muttered for a long time but couldn't come to a conclusion.
If the two of them hadn't been holding the Golden Mother, they would have rushed over and studied it carefully.