"You're done!" Chen Zicheng retracted his hand and let out a happy voice.

Luo Xiyan fell on the bed empty-handedly, and her face had recovered most of the time.

After Nan Qiqi turned her head and glanced at Luo Xiyan, she finally felt relieved. After she groaned, she hunched over and spat out a large mouthful of black blood.

Then, his head fell to the ground unconscious.

Black blood stained half of Chen Zicheng's clothes, his brain has not yet reacted to what happened, his hands and feet have already caught Nan Qiqi who is about to fall down.

With trembling hands, he probed Nan Qiqi's breath, the faint breath made him fear for a while.

Chen Zicheng messed up his hands and feet. He supported Nan Qiqi and wanted to send her internal force. The best time had passed, and the toxin entered Nan Qiqi's internal organs through the inside.

No matter how he transmits his inner strength now, there seems to be a barrier in Nan Qiqi's body that blocks his inner strength.

Chen Zicheng lowered his hand helplessly: "The god of shit, you lied to a child!"

He rushed out of the inner room, raised the child guarding the counter and asked, "Only your master can cure the poison of the hundred poisonous fruit?"

The boy was frightened by the murderous aura that suddenly erupted from Chen Zicheng's body. He shrank his neck and said tremblingly, "Master once rescued a person who had a hundred poisonous fruits in his body. Maybe only my master can resolve this in this city..."

Chen Zicheng asked loudly, "Where is your master now? Tell me now!"

"Cough cough..." The boy coughed twice and said with difficulty, "I don't know the details of collecting medicine in the mountains outside the city..."

Before Xiaotong finished speaking, he was thrown to the ground by Chen Zicheng and his butt was on the ground. Chen Zicheng disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving a sentence before leaving.

"Take out the best medicine in your shop and hang it for the poisoned person inside! Money, this young master is going!"

Chen Zicheng clenched his fists and ran out of the city with all his strength. Even the soldiers guarding the city only saw a black shadow floating over their heads.

He secretly thought in his heart that even if these mountains were turned upside down, he would still find the old man out.

He clearly saw that the assassin's sword in Nan Qiqi's body was intact, and even the skin was not damaged, so he dared to believe that she really had magical powers.

After all, the world is full of wonders, and he has seen many strange people since he was a child.

What made him unbelievable was that Nan Qiqi was joking with his life, playing him like a child.

The little boy walked into the inner room with the decoction made from hundred-year-old ginseng. He instinctively walked towards Luo Xiyan. When he got closer, Luo Xiyan's ruddy complexion did not look like someone who had been poisoned.

He turned to look at Nan Qiqi on the other side in confusion, so frightened that he almost hit the medicine can in his hand to the ground.

Nan Qiqi's complexion was ashen, her mouth was nearly black purple, her brows and eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing was so weak that it was almost unrecognizable.

Out of the healer's instinct, he quickly put his finger on Nan Qiqi's wrist, startled.

When just came in, the woman was poisoned, how did she become the person in front of her so quickly.

He hurriedly poured the hundred-year-old ginseng soup into Nan Qiqi's mouth little by little, then he went back to the counter and took a gold-trimmed box from the top of the cabinet.

After opening the box, a fragrant fragrance came out, and there was a green lotus fruit in it. The green lotus fruit had a miraculous effect on detoxification.

It is rare for the green lotus flower to bear fruit for thousands of years, so this medicinal material is very precious.

Now that Nan Qiqi's life is weak, she can only hang her life with Bilian fruit.

So the child sat in front of the medicine stove again, and skillfully simmered the green lotus fruit on a high fire, and the clear medicinal fragrance gradually filled the whole room.

Luo Xiyan woke up slowly, she touched her forehead, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

And the temperature, it seems that she is still alive.

"Qiqi?" The first thing Luo Xiyan thought after regaining consciousness was to care about where Nan Qiqi went.

There was silence all around and no one responded to her, and a bad premonition surged up in her heart.

Luo Xiyan was moved to the outer room at this time, she flipped off the bed, and staggered to the door of the hall.

The child stared at the medicine stove, Luo Xiyan didn't notice when he came out, and Luo Xiyan interrupted his meditation.

"Where have all my friends gone?"

The child put down the hand holding his head, and it took a long time to focus on Luo Xiyan.

"Miss, you're awake, all your friends have gone out, and you can be back in a while."

Hearing that Nan Qiqi was all right, Luo Xiyan was relieved, she bent down and bowed to the child.

"Thank you for your help!"

"You're thanking the wrong person." The boy waved the bamboo fan in his hand, fanning the fire at the bottom of the medicine stove even more vigorously, "It's not me who saved you and the fire and water, but it's not too late to thank you. ."

Luo Xiyan had no doubts, she saw that the little child was a small one, and she looked like a child in body and appearance.

Thinking that it might be his master who came to the rescue, he did not continue to investigate.

The room fell into silence again, Luo Xiyan did not go to the inner room, but sat in the hall to make medicine with the child.

In the inner room, Nan Qiqi barely managed to retain a trace of consciousness under the death of a hundred-year-old ginseng fruit.

If she said she had regrets, her mouth had been silently muttering Situ Ling's name.

A loud noise broke the silence in the small pharmacy, and Chen Zicheng dragged a half-old man in.

The old man pulled back his clothes and explained loudly, "How many times have I told you that I'm not a master, I don't have that ability, I'm just a drug boy!"

Chen Zicheng pointed at his gray hair and beard, showing an expression that only a fool would believe: "Don't pretend to be a young master, save the medicine boy at your age, don't say that the one who decocts the medicine is your master."

He finally climbed two mountains to find the old man. He had some respect for him at first, but he didn't expect him to say that he had found the wrong person. He was just an ordinary herbalist.

Instantly ignited the anger in his heart, and forcefully dragged the old man back.

The boy who was decocting medicine stopped his fanning, turned his body to face them, with an amiable smile at the corner of his mouth, which was extremely unworthy of his tender little face.

The boy said softly to the old man, "You're back, have you brought back all the medicines you've taken?"

The old man tidied up his clothes and knelt upright in front of the child: "Go back to the master's words, the master told the apprentice, and the apprentice did it."

The old man handed a cloth bag of medicinal materials to the child. After the child took the cloth bag, he smiled contentedly: "Very good, well done, you can go down."

After Xiaotong said this, the old man ran away without a trace.

Luo Xiyan and Chen Zicheng both stared at the child in disbelief, speechless for a long time.

Luo Xiyan was the first to calm down, and she asked calmly, "You're actually a master? But you look like..."

"It's very small, right." Xiaotong took her words and said with a smile, "I was researching medicine pills decades ago, and I accidentally came up with the medicine for rejuvenation and rejuvenation. . Stealing decades of time from God."