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"Shen Biyuan was taken away?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise.

"That's right, there are two old men, one is a bald monk and the other is a lame beggar. The two of them took Shen Biyuan and left that night. There is no way to avenge the monkey." Fatty Gao sighed and said somewhat unwillingly.

"What happened to the monkey?" Jiang Chen frowned.

"It's nothing, I just got touched by that old hag, if it wasn't for that bald monk and lame beggar, maybe I wouldn't be able to come back here at all." Fatty Gao murmured.

When Jiang Chen heard this, he didn't care about smoking, and went down to the ground in his slippers.

"Alas, your body doesn't matter." Fatty Gao jumped down hastily and shouted.

"Where are they?" Jiang Chen asked in a deep voice.

"It's in the dormitory over there. The scholars should be taking care of them." Fatty said.

Jiang Chen immediately rushed over to the dormitory over there, pushed open the door, and sure enough, everyone was here.

The trash can next to it was full of red towels, which was very eye-catching.

"Jiang Chen? Are you alright?" Mo Qiong'an turned to look at Jiang Chen curiously.

"I'm fine, how is the monkey?" Jiang Chen walked over while talking.

Seeing the monkey coughing up blood on the bed, Jiang Chen immediately put his hand on his wrist.

Soon, Jiang Chen had a good understanding of the monkey's situation.

"The beggar said that the monkey's condition is considered good. If Shen Biyuan makes a more serious move, even Immortal Da Luo may not be able to save him." Mo Qiong'an said in a low voice.

Jiang Chen naturally knew, after all, he had just given the monkey's pulse just now.

It has to be said that Shen Biyuan's attack was too ruthless, and the monkey had no internal energy to protect his body, so he almost cut off his heart, but fortunately, even if he was healed by the beggar, he would not die now.

But Jiang Chen understood that if this heart injury was not treated in time, he might die at any time.

"Qian'an, help me contact Zhang Sanshan." Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, then ordered.

"Why, why contact that guy?" Mo Qiongan asked curiously.

"Don't talk so much, if you want to contact me, just contact me, just say that I want 500-year-old wild ginseng, and tell him that the 500-year-old wild ginseng can only be more or less." Jiang Chen urged.

"Can this work?" Mo Qiong'an hesitated for a moment. Others don't know what the 500-year-old wild ginseng represents, but he understands that there are not many wild ginseng over 500 years old in the entire Northeast, and man-made destruction , wild ginseng with more than one hundred years use one less one.

"Just say that I, Jiang Chen, owe him a favor." After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he called the monk to fetch a silver needle for himself.

"Okay, I'll try." Mo Qiong'an could only bite the bullet and contact Zhang Sanshan.

Not long after, the monk had brought in the silver needle.

Jiang Chen didn't dare to linger, so he took the silver needle and touched the monkey's body.

A few minutes later, a lot of silver needles had been pricked into the heart veins of the monkey's chest.

"Monk, help me look at it, don't let these silver needles move the acupuncture points." Jiang Chen ordered.

The monk didn't dare to take it lightly, and directly tied the hands and feet of the semi-conscious monkey over there, preventing him from going to the pond at will.

After finishing these, Jiang Chen finally wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Pricking acupuncture points with silver needles consumes one's mind the most. Jiang Chen has just improved a lot, but after this, his complexion became even uglier.

"Are you okay?" Fatty Gao next to him worried.

"It's okay, now I just need the wild ginseng in place, and I'm 70.00% sure that the monkey will recover completely." Jiang Chen smiled, and then leaned wearily on a chair beside him.

He didn't know if Zhang Sanshan would give him this face, and he didn't know if one of his favors could be exchanged for 500-year-old wild ginseng. He could only wait for Mo Qiong'an's news.

On the northeast side, Zhang Sanshan actually agreed directly after receiving the call, which Mo Qiong'an never thought of.

"500-year-old wild ginseng, Jiang Chen, you owe me a big favor this time." Zhang Sanshan looked at the falling snow outside, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

Others may not know what Jiang Chen is going to do, but Zhang Sanshan knows it very well, because he has already received the news of that battle.

Trading wounds for lives, trading lives for lives, the Bian Hua, who had been traveling across the rivers and lakes, fell into Jiang Chen's hands.

Just hearing the news, Zhang Sanshan still couldn't believe it. After all, Uncle Feng said that he might not be able to escape from the hands of the Bi'an flower, but Jiang Chen did it, and the Bi'an flower planted.

"The 500-year-old wild ginseng, Jiang Chen, is your only face. I just hope you don't let me down." Zhang Sanshan murmured.

As for Jiang Cheng, when he learned that Zhang Sanshan had agreed, Jiang Chen couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but Mo Qiong'an, who was next to him, dragged Jiang Chen outside.

"Jiang Chen, I always feel that things are not as simple as we thought. Zhang Sanshan actually agreed to the 500-year-old wild ginseng. You know, with my Mo family's strength to collect, it may not be possible to receive the 500-year-old wild ginseng in a month. New year's wild ginseng." Mo Qiong'an said in a deep voice.

"I know what you are worried about, but now we have no room left. You must know that the monkey's injury cannot be delayed. After a month, you may see a corpse." Jiang Chen shook his head and said.

"But." Mo Qiong'an wanted to say something, but Jiang Chen left.

He naturally knew how deep the pond was about the Zhang family's affairs, but he had no choice. He had already stepped into it with one foot. Jiang Chen originally didn't want to get involved in the contest between Huahuo, the Eight-faced Pagoda, Zhang's family, and the three families. But after the wild ginseng was delivered, he couldn't help it anymore.

He didn't want to talk too much to Mo Qiong'an, after all, the Mo family was different from him, and he didn't have so many burdens, even if he was really crushed by this vortex, he would accept his fate.

Zhang Sanshan's work efficiency was very high, and in just one and a half days, 500-year-old wild ginseng was placed in front of Jiang Chen.

He stretched out his hand to feel it, and after confirming the 500-year-old wild ginseng, Jiang Chen went there to prepare to treat the monkey.

Fatty Gao looked at the wild ginseng, which looked like a child, and actually put his mouth on it, and took a bite.

Jiang Chen picked up the wild ginseng, then looked at the tooth marks on it, and immediately looked at Fatty Gao.

"It's not me, don't look at me." Fatty Gao swallowed the wild ginseng in his mouth hastily, then shook his head and said.

"I hope it's not you. If it was you, you would be in trouble." Jiang Chen deliberately left a sentence, and then went to treat the monkey's injury.

It took a whole afternoon for Jiang Chen to stop.

Looking at the monkey whose face was turning rosy, Jiang Chen gave the monk a few words, and then left the room.