Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 29 The Law of Healing
"You said you could cure Qingrong's illness?" Tang Hao said with a somewhat unsightly expression, feeling a little disgusted with Ning Heng in his heart.

From Tang Hao's point of view, it was impossible for Ning Heng to be able to cure his daughter's illness, and it was too much of a pretentious thing to say.

Ning Heng could also hear the displeasure in Tang Hao's tone, but he still said: "This junior is sure, besides, Ling Qianjin's illness may have reached a very critical level, if it is not cured in time, I am afraid that time will not be long .”

Tang Hao stared, and scolded: "Presumptuous."

Ning Heng was completely unafraid of Tang Hao's majesty, and said: "Your life is at stake, wouldn't your lord be willing to give Miss Qingrong a chance to survive?"

Zhou Chong suddenly sneered, pointed at Ning Heng and said, "I think you are really in a daze, to act so recklessly, how noble Miss Qingrong is, how can you allow you to act recklessly?"

Tang Hao looked at Ning Heng's calm expression, and hesitated in his heart. Reason told Tang Hao that he couldn't trust Ning Heng, but his love for his daughter made him helpless. Even if he didn't believe in Ning Heng, he planned to make Ning Heng Give it a try, maybe it will be cured if it is really cured.

Anyway, it has reached the point where there is no cure, and it can only be rushed to the doctor.

Thinking of this, Tang Hao's expression softened, and he asked Ning Heng very solemnly: "Do you know the way of medicine? Or the method of refining medicine?"

Ning Heng said calmly: "Everyone knows a thing or two about medicine and alchemy."

Both Zhou Chong and Lu Xue couldn't help laughing. They both grew up with Ning Heng. If Ning Heng knew how to make medicine and medicine, they wouldn't be unaware. In the eyes of the two of them, Ning Heng is pure now. It's nonsense, he knows nothing about refining medicine and medicine.

Tang Hao also had doubts on his face. It would be fine for a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy to say that he has some talent for cultivation, but if he said he knows medicine and refining medicine, it is really unbelievable.

There are not many people in Beishan Prefecture who know how to make medicine, and those who are proficient in this way are all in their seventies and eighties. No matter how you look at it, Ning Heng doesn't look like someone who dabbles in this way.

However, Tang Hao didn't express his doubts directly, and planned to see what Ning Heng could do first. If Ning Heng couldn't be cured, even if Ning Heng was Ning Xundao's son, he would severely punish him.

"In that case, then I will ask you to treat Qing Rong's illness. If you can cure it well, I will agree to one of your requests." Tang Hao said with deep meaning.

This is what Ning Heng wanted, and he bowed to salute immediately, and then headed towards the room where Tang Qingrong was.

Tang Hao naturally wanted to follow, and Zhou Chong, Lu Xue, and Shen Feng also followed to the door outside the house, but they didn't go in, but they could see the situation inside the house clearly.

There were also two white-robed old men standing there in the room. Both of them were pharmacists, and they were specially hired by Tang Hao to take care of Tang Qingrong day and night, and they couldn't leave for a moment.

Although the two old men in white robes did not go out, they also listened to the conversation in the courtyard just now. Seeing that the young man Ning Heng was actually coming to treat the daughter of the Lord General Town, both of their faces showed Disdainful look.

One of the old men in white robes clasped his fists at Tang Hao and persuaded him: "My lord, Miss Qingrong's illness is serious, and it's really inappropriate to let such a nonsense kid come to treat her. I beg your lord to take it back."

When Tang Hao heard it, he was also a little embarrassed. He was really worried that Ning Heng would mess up. It doesn't matter if he can't be cured. What if he is directly put to death?
If something really happened, even if he killed Ning Heng, he wouldn't be able to get his daughter's life back.

Ning Heng ignored the contemptuous and disdainful eyes of the two old men in white robes, and his eyes fell on the girl on the couch.

The young girl looked very thin, her complexion was sickly pale, without a trace of blood, and even her breathing was very weak. A trace of cold air permeated her body, making the whole room look a bit cold.

Ning Heng took a deep breath and said, "Can this junior check up on Miss Qingrong's condition?"

Tang Hao nodded, and then instructed the two old men in white robes: "You two are also watching."

The two old men in white robes understood that this meant to let the two of them watch Ning Heng's every move, and stop it in time if there was something inappropriate.

At that moment, two old men in white robes stood beside Ning Heng, one on the left and one on the right, like two door gods, with two pairs of eyes watching Ning Heng's every move.

Ning Heng didn't care. He stood by the bed and looked at it for a while, then gently grabbed Tang Qingrong's wrist with one hand.

Seeing this situation, the two old men in white robes did not stop them, but they sneered in their hearts. Tang Qingrong's cold poison entered his body, and his whole body was as cold as ice. Yuan Hushen is bound to suffer.

Ning Heng grabbed Tang Qingrong's wrist, and it was indeed icy cold, with no warmth at all, as if he had caught a piece of ice that had been frozen for an unknown number of years.

At the same time, something surprising happened. Not only did the cold air on Tang Qingrong's wrist not penetrate into Ning Heng's body, but it gradually weakened, as if suppressed by some kind of force.

Tang Qingrong himself felt a warm feeling on his wrist, and opened his eyes in a daze. He first saw Ning Heng standing by the bed, and then he noticed the other people in the room.

Seeing that Tang Qingrong was awake, Tang Hao hurriedly approached, and asked with concern: "Qingrong, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Tang Qingrong shook her head, and said in a weak voice, "I feel heat on my wrist."

Hearing this, the two old men in white robes were stunned. They looked at Ning Heng strangely, and Tang Hao did the same. They thought to themselves, could there be something special about Ning Heng?
Ning Heng withdrew his right hand from Tang Qingrong's wrist, turned around and said to Tang Hao, "Miss Qingrong has a strange cold poison in her body, I don't know how it caused it?"

Tang Hao said helplessly: "A year ago, I took Qingrong to Yueyin Mountain to play, and it was there that Qingrong was bitten by a strange blue insect, and she fell ill within three days after returning."

"Blue monster?" Ning Heng muttered, and he already had an idea in his heart.

Looking at Ning Heng's expression, Tang Hao suddenly had some hope in his heart, and asked, "Do you really have a way to cure Qingrong?"

Ning Heng nodded.

The two old men in white robes sneered. No matter how hard they tried with a large group of alchemists, they couldn't cure it. How dare you say it's cured, a young boy?If you can really cure it, wouldn't it be a sign of us people?

"The cold poison has invaded the internal organs, but it has not penetrated into the bone marrow. Common methods can only delay the onset of the cold poison. There is only one method that can cure it." Ning Heng said in a deep voice.

Tang Hao hurriedly asked: "What method? As long as it can be cured, you can use all the elixir resources of my town hall."

Ning Heng smiled and said, "There is no need for any elixir, just a blood exchange."

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