"Good boy, it's great. Old man, I've been practicing medicine for so many years, but I haven't encountered such a hard young man, hum." The old man no longer had the drunkenness he had before. Now his face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. He raised his sleeves and wiped them over and over again. At the same time, he felt a little scared. The young man in front of him had a lot of blood stagnation in his body beyond his imagination. The wound on his skin had already become inflamed. The old man looked at his shaky body and felt a little grateful.

Although the process of decontamination this time seems to be a bit simple, it is not like this. Instead, it is full of dangers. First, if the person who was decontaminated did not persevere and fainted in the middle, it would be equivalent to wasting all previous efforts, and all the blood in the body will remain in the body. When the black blood stasis completely spreads, it will slowly erode his body step by step. Second, he was glad that he did not lie in the "medical spring" from the beginning because of carelessness. This would not only not improve, but would backfire and accelerate the increase of blood stasis. Third, even he felt that this was a coincidence, and he found himself. Otherwise, unless the current medical saint Yan Lianqing, no doctor he knew could cure Chu Zifeng. If someone else treated him, it would leave sequelae.

Thinking of this, the old man laughed hummingly, wiped off the dense sweat on his head-up mark again, and said to himself, "You are lucky! When I met me, if I change someone, I will see how you are floating!" As he spoke, he looked at Chu Zifeng's eyebrows and eyes with a hint of appreciation. Then, he turned his neck and the bones started to crackle.

"I haven't used such a lot of energy for a long time. I'm so exhausted, huh~" the old man sighed lightly, raised his left hand, lifted the jar of wine he had held in the front room before, and said, "I've suffered the most difficult and tormented ones, it's not bad. Don't blame me, I'm just for you kid~" He didn't even notice that the young man in front of him made him say more words involuntarily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the left hand holding the wine jar suddenly raised up, and the right hand drooped naturally, instantly becoming strong and powerful. There was a trace of true energy that was difficult to observe with the naked eye in the palm of his palm. He slowly controlled it. After a moment, the hair-like gas slowly spread throughout his palm. The listless old eyes became sharp again, and the right hand shouted "bang" and hit the bottom of the wine jar that he raised with a "bang".

"Crazy" The wine jar was urging by this palm, and the wine inside seemed to be full of life, rolling desperately, and the mouth of the wine jar gradually emitted a hot breath. "Hey" the old man hummed, and the strength of his right hand increased a little.

"Let's go!" After this low growl, the wine in the wine jar could no longer be suppressed and gushed out, like an unformed dragon, instantly pouring on various parts of Chu Zifeng.

The blood clot that stuck to Chu Zifeng's naked body was instantly washed away, and even some dead corners were washed by hot wine. As the wine was washed, if someone with good eyesight would find that the white smoke-prone wine, a few traces of essence poured into the wounded wound, slowly repairing the depths of Chu Zifeng's wounds. There was a slight fluctuation in the depths of his cortex, close to the thin flesh next to the bones.

"Um...ah!!!" Chu Zifeng, covered by this hot wine, could no longer bear the feeling of pain. The clear shouts penetrated the entire clinic, making people who didn't know think that countless people were torture him. After a moment, the old man stopped his hand and slowly lowered the empty wine jar. Seeing that he was naked, Chu Zifeng, who had a fair skin, was about to throw it away weakly. The old man rushed forward with an old step and held him tightly in his arms.

At this time, the three people outside the door heard a familiar wailing sound in the room in front of them, and could no longer hold back...

A loud "dong, bang" sound spread throughout the clinic. Lin Yu was led by Su Mu and Wei Muyuan followed closely behind. The three of them squeezed into the narrow door frame with ferocious faces, and looked like they were about to eat the old man... At this moment, the picture of the old man holding the naked Chu Zifeng was seen in their eyes. Suddenly, the atmosphere full of gunpowder became calmer, and the three of them looked at each other, a little surprised.

In this way, the three of them stared blankly at the scene in front of them, and Chu Zifeng, who was covered in blood, was still deadlocked for a moment, Lin Yu swallowed and said awkwardly, "Ahem...that...that..."

"That? Which one? What are you three going to do?" The old man hugged Chu Zifeng and turned his head, snorting at the zombie face that had not changed for thousands of years, as if someone owed him tens of thousands of taels.

"Maybe you want...ah! Oh my God! I'm old pervert!" Wei Yongyi covered his mouth tightly and stared at his eyes, full of "incredible".

Su Mu, who was sandwiched between the two, heard Wei Yongyi's words, a blush appeared on his fair face, and he blamed Wei Muyuan, "Mu Yuan!, don't talk nonsense!".

"Pa" Lin Yu heard Wei Muyuan say this, raised his hand, and slapped him in the head through Su Mu in the middle, and shouted in a low voice, "What are you saying, believe it or not, I'll slap you!"

"What are you doing! What's wrong with me?" Wei Yongyi turned his head and retorted innocently.

"I said, if you three are shouting here again, believe it or not, I will slap this boy in my arms to death!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said to the three young men with very awkward postures.

"Ao, let's go!" Lin Yu seemed to fully understand what the old man meant, but at this moment he realized that he was stuck in the door and could not move." Wei Muyuan, how fat are you!" Lin Yu shouted while struggling.

"Mu Yuan, go a little bit over there..." Su Mu twitched his body hard.

"Why are you all blamed me!" Wei Muyuan said with tears in his eyes.

"It seems that you three don't want to leave?" The old man glanced at the three of them with a cold look, and the struggling three suddenly felt a malicious gaze staring at them. Suddenly, the three young men froze there, raised their heads in unison, and met that gaze. After this moment, the three of them seemed crazy and struggled even more desperately! They were really afraid! They were afraid that the old man would bury all four of them alive when he was angry. If Chu Zifeng was awake, he could fight, but now only Lin Yu could compete. Su Mu could not fight at all. Wei Muyuan... was just cannon fodder...

"Dong" suddenly, Lin Yu, Su Mu, Wei Muyuan and the three others flew out with the door frames of the back room, and they were all spread flat in the center of the clinic.

After the old man saw several people flying out in a hurry, the "cold" gaze was filled with smiles in an instant, and he said in his heart, "Hehe... I still know how to protect his companions, well... Not bad..." Then, he looked at the young man in his arms, his closed eyes and handsome face made the old man feel comfortable. He didn't expect that in such a small town, such a remote street, and such an inconspicuous clinic, he met four interesting little guys. Is this fate? Or fate?

A "gudong" sounded, and Chu Zifeng's naked body was completely put into the long cellar in front of him. The somewhat viscous liquid instantly ran into his huge wound like a wolf and a tiger, which coincided with the trauma and made a slight "hissing" sound...

"Um... Um..." Chu Zifeng in the pool seemed to want to struggle, but was tightly bound by the thick liquid. With his eyes closed, he felt as if he was soaked in flames and ice at the same time, sometimes getting cold and sometimes getting hot...

"Hmph, boy, have a good sleep, see you tomorrow." The old man turned around and walked out of the back room with a smile. He looked at the three young men standing in front of him with "question" eyes at him, and the action of looking at the back room with his neck stretched out, which made the old man want to laugh.

"He needs rest, you three! If you can't fix the door of the back room for me before dark, you can stay here in the future." The old man deliberately scared the three of them.
Chapter completed!