The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 836
Chapter 830 Seven Dying Struggles
Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, and immediately started to treat Quan Xiangguo.

He personally inspected the medicinal materials purchased by Jin Zhiyuan, and then asked for three large pots to cook.

He also asked Jin Zhiyuan to find three wooden bathtubs, preparing to cure Quan Xiangguo once and for all.

Then, he checked Quan Xiangguo's body in advance and got a brief understanding of his more than 700 acupuncture points.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the yang energy is at its peak, the bath potion has already been boiled.

Ye Fan immediately proceeded to the last step of treatment.

Following his instructions, Jin Zhiyuan asked someone to carry the wooden barrel into the house, and then brought in pots of boiling soup.

Following Ye Fan's instructions, she poured the boiled soup into the bucket with water, and made the temperature of the medicine in the three barrels differ by ten degrees.

A scent of herbs came out immediately.

"Send someone to guard!"

Ye Fan told Jin Zhiyuan: "In the next two hours, don't be intruded by others."

"Once it is disturbed, the effect will be halved at least, and all previous efforts will be wasted."

He let out a long breath: "So you have to control the outside."

Although this thing does not go crazy, it still has a great impact on the patient if it is disturbed by others.

Jin Zhiyuan nodded lightly: "Don't worry, I will never let anyone disturb you."

She immediately dispatched more than a dozen people to guard the courtyard, preventing the idlers from waiting for even a cat to approach.

Ye Fan nodded approvingly, and then asked Jin Zhiyuan to help Quan Xiangguo, and carefully put him into the [-]-degree wooden barrel.

Then Ye Fan picked off all his clothes again, so that he can make needles better later.

Once the clothes were removed, the upper body not covered by the purple-black potion clearly showed Jin Zhiyuan's vision.

Looking at her grandfather's scars and skinny upper body, the corners of Jin Zhiyuan's mouth couldn't help twitching, and her eyes turned red unknowingly.

Think back to when Quan Xiangguo was astonished, how handsome and handsome he was?

Now, being tortured into a shriveled body by the yin and cold system, in order to stop the pain with pain, he had scars all over his body.

"The old man will be all right."

Feeling Jin Zhiyuan's emotions, Ye Fan softly comforted her.

Quan Xiangguo also smiled kindly: "Zhiyuan, don't worry, with Brother Ye's help, I will be fine soon."

Jin Zhiyuan looked at Ye Fan gratefully: "Ye Fan, please."

After finishing speaking, she stepped aside, staring at the entrance of the house, while waiting for Ye Fan to treat him.

"Old man, today's detoxification will treat the symptoms and the root cause, and there may be great pain."

Ye Fan opened the box that Jin Zhiyuan had prepared, revealing hundreds of silver needles of different lengths: "Be patient later."

Quan Xiangguo smiled when he heard the words: "Brother Ye, let the horse come here, I don't believe that there is more pain than this insidiousness."

"Then let's get started."

Ye Fan put away his smile, held the silver needles in his hands, pointed at Quan Xiangguo's eight meridians, and swished the silver needles.

With the prick of the silver needle, Quan Xiangguo's body shook, as if the potential of his whole body had been stimulated.

The potion then penetrated into the skin, causing Quan Xiangguo's body to shoot out streaks of jet-black liquid, as if it was the cold poison remaining on the surface.

After the black liquid was forced out, Quan Xiangguo's skin became a little more rosy, and it looked much smoother than before.

Seeing Quan Xiangguo's spiritual transformation, Ye Fan showed a smile, and swished 81 needles again.

He tried his best to stimulate the yang energy in Quan Xiangguo's body.

One is to adapt to the overbearing medicinal power of the marrow washing potion, and the other is to use both internal and external forces at the same time to force the insidiousness out of Quan Xiangguo's body.

Ye Fan's idea is very good, but the remaining insidiousness is also extremely tenacious.

It seemed to feel that Ye Fan wanted to expel the poison, and once it was stimulated by the potion and the silver needle, it immediately became violent and rampaged rapidly in the body.

Yindu seems to be looking for a suitable acupoint to hide, to avoid Ye Fan's killing of it.

Not long after, the black liquid stopped seeping out, and the temperature of the potion began to drop.

Quan Xiangguo's rosy skin gradually returned to normal.

"Change barrel!"

Ye Fan picked up Quan Xiangguo neatly, and put him into the [-]-degree bathtub.

The temperature of the potion in this wooden barrel is higher and the medicinal power is stronger.

As soon as Quan Xiangguo put it in, there was a burst of popping sound from his body, like firecrackers.

In the end, it stimulated the eardrum like thunder.

And under the skin of Quan Xiangguo's body, it was as if there were tens of thousands of insects moving, one after another, the situation was very frightening.

With the rapid ups and downs under the skin, Quan Xiangguo's ruddy skin cracked slightly.

Strands of dark blood ooze out of the body and flow into the bathtub.

In the end, the thread of blood gradually turned into a stream of blood, gurgling, and making the whole bathtub cloudy.

Quan Xiangguo's expression also became painful, and his hands were tightly grasping the edge of the barrel, almost crushing it.

Jin Zhiyuan couldn't help exclaiming: "Grandpa!"

"do not move!"

Ye Fan reached out to block the worried Jin Zhiyuan: "The potion is removing the toxins in the bone marrow."

Jin Zhiyuan spoke with difficulty: "Is this marrow washing?"

"That's right!"

Ye Fan nodded: "The first barrel cuts the hair, and the second barrel washes the marrow. The poison has been poisoned for too long, and some of it has penetrated into the bone marrow. What can I do if I don't wash it well?"

Jin Zhiyuan felt relieved a lot.

As time passed, the potion in the second tub turned dark red and smelled bad.

Quan Xiangguo's emaciated body also turned into a blood gourd.

His eyes and ears were also seeping blood, and his bones were still crackling.

The potion drastically changed Quan Xiangguo's physique.

Ye Fan and Jin Zhiyuan can know that Quan Xiangguo is in great pain without feeling it personally, but he can grit his teeth and keep silent.

This made Ye Fan couldn't help sighing with emotion: "You are indeed a master of Yijian."

If he had changed it, he would have called twice.

However, Ye Fan didn't relax either. While pinching the soaking time of the potion, he pinched the silver needle to adjust his body condition.

He firmly controlled the pace of detoxification...

The insidiousness in Quan Xiangguo's body was also very tenacious, he did not throw away his armor and surrender, but moved around, struggling to the death.

Ye Fan picked up nine silver needles, ready to let Quan Xiangguo unleash his potential and force out the last evil...

"Ugh-"

At almost the same moment, six black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the Red Bean Club.

The car door opened, and a dozen or so men from the southern country got out first.

They are all in black suits and black sunglasses, with weapons hidden in their waists, very professional.

Then, several young men and women got out of the car in the middle, all in gorgeous clothes and high spirits.

One of them, a woman in sunglasses a few years older than Jin Zhiyuan, walked in front.

The eyebrows are exquisite, the hair is carefully pulled up, the skin is shatterable, and the body is undulating.

The toes are high and the high heels are squatting, giving people a domineering posture.

When the guards at the door saw her appear, their expressions couldn't stop changing dramatically.

(End of this chapter)