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Qin Fan snatched it immediately, and almost fell off the bed because of his excessive strength.

Seeing this, Lei Hu hurriedly stepped forward to support Qin Fan.

"You should be resting now, it's a miracle to wake up."

Qin Fan pressed the phone, the screen was shattered, and nothing happened when he pressed the power button.

"What? You took my cell phone and didn't fix it for me?"

Lei Hu smiled wryly and shook his head, "Repair? I tried it a long time ago. The repairman at the mobile phone shop said that the main board was burned, and there is no way to save it."

Qin Fan frowned, trying hard to recall his sister Qin Yuan's phone number from his mind.

That number was chosen by Qin Fan himself for Qin Yuan.

Why can't I remember it for a while?
The power of spiritual consciousness was completely emptied, quite thoroughly, even a little hard thinking, there was a dull pain in the back of my mind, like a needle rubbing.

Even with magical medical skills such as nine needles and thirteen returns, but under the premise of lack of spiritual power, he can barely maintain his basic body functions.

At this moment, someone seemed to be talking outside the door of the room.

A man in black pushed open the door and looked at Lei Hu very respectfully.

"Mr. Lei, there is a man outside the door who calls himself A Biao. He wants to see Mr. Qin."

"A Biao?"

Both Lei Hu and Qin Fan were puzzled.

Who is A Biao?

Few people knew about Qin Fan's stay in this hospital. In order to avoid Zhang Tiankuang's assassination and revenge, Boss Lei secretly transferred Qin Fan and Xu Xin to the hospital where they were.

Except for the cronies around them, even the attending doctor didn't know the real identities of Qin Fan and Xu Xin.

How could it be that at this time, a person named "A Biao" found Qin Fan.

His subordinate frowned slightly, and turned his head to look out the door.

The person outside the door seemed to say something to him again.

Within a few seconds, Lei Hu's subordinates conveyed to Lei Hu again: "He said that Mr. Xu knew that Mr. Qin Fan was in some difficulties, so he specially brought a 20-year-old spirit or something."

Qin Fan's face changed when he heard this sentence, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Spiritual Heart Grass!"

Lei Hu's subordinates nodded quickly and said, "Yes, it's the Spirit Heart Grass!"

Mr. Xu?
That must be Xu Wenxin. In ancient times, a woman with profound knowledge was naturally called a gentleman.

Seeing Qin Fan's bright eyes, Lei Hu naturally knew what Qin Fan was thinking.

"Let him in!"

After hearing Lei Hu's order, his subordinates opened the door completely and made a please.

A middle-aged man, with his hair combed back, was dressed in a rather ancient style. Although he was short-sleeved, he felt that he was seriously out of touch with the times at first glance.

The first time Qin Fan saw this person's appearance, a faint smile appeared on his face.

shook his head.

"Your Mr. Xu is really the best fortune teller."

"It seems that she has figured out that I, Qin, is destined to die like this."

This person is Xu Wenxin's subordinate A Biao.

That is, A Biao who is so powerful that Qin Fan is deeply afraid.

Maybe it's not a matter of fear, even Qin Fan in his peak state, it is absolutely impossible to be A Biao's opponent, at least in terms of cultivation level.

A Biao walked in front of Qin Fan and Lei Hu, first smiled very politely at Lei Hu, "Boss Lei, long time no see."

After all, Lei Hu is a big boss of the gray way. Although the aura unintentionally exuded by A Biao gave people a strong sense of oppression, Lei Hu was still very calm and simply responded: "Well, long time no see, don't come All right."

A Biao walked up to Qin Fan, and took out a wooden box from his arms. The surface of the wooden box was inlaid with some bitter and difficult runes, which was a bit weird.

"Hello, Mr. Qin, I am here on the orders of my master Xu Wenxin, to present a 20-year-old Spirit Heart Grass to relieve Mr. Qin's current predicament."

Qin Fan frowned slightly, and unceremoniously took the wooden box in A Biao's hand.

The moment he touched the wooden box, Qin Fan's body trembled, and the traces of extremely soothing spiritual power touched his heartstrings.

It seems that I haven't eaten meat for many years, even if I smell it, it will make people feel full of stories.

"How to use this thing, the best effect?"

Qin Fan was also unceremonious and blurted out naturally.

As he spoke, he opened the wooden box, and an emerald green Spirit Heart Grass lay in front of him intact.

Because of the wooden box, the spiritual power of the Spirit Heart Grass can only overflow in the direction of the opening above the wooden box.

Like a teenager addicted to drugs, Qin Fan leaned forward with his nose, sucked hard, and then shivered twice.

It was so cool.

A Biao said lightly: "Use it whatever you want. If you make tea, the taste will be very good, but the absorption will be slower."

Qin Fan was a little anxious when he heard what A Biao said, "Then what's the quick way?"

A Biao smiled lightly, and responded, "Swallow it alive!"

Hearing these four words, Qin Fan didn't wait for A Biao to finish speaking, and directly swallowed the whole Lingxin grass into his mouth.

The trough is ruthless!

Bitter to die!

Qin Fan gasped, this kind of bitterness was worse than taking medicine, if it wasn't for the feeling of Su Shuang in his throat, he would have vomited it out long ago.

A Biao paused for a moment, and continued to finish what he had just said: "It's just bitter, so I still suggest making tea to drink better."

Qin Fan covered his mouth with his hands, and quickly waved his hands, so bitter that tears flowed down his face.

Swallowing it raw, the effect is so strong that I can't speak. I'm afraid it's hard to experience this feeling in normal times.

In his mind, the spiritual power of the Spirit Heart Grass flowed along countless blood vessels, like thousands of streams gathered together, forming a powerful spiritual power that quickly nourished Qin Fan's spiritual space.

The power of consciousness quickly formed and gradually unfolded.

Physical fitness is also recovering, at a speed visible to the naked eye, combined with the self-healing medical skills of nine needles and thirteen returns, within a few minutes, Qin Fan has been alive and well, recovering one-third of his body.

After the entire Spirit Heart Grass was completely digested, Qin Fan jumped off the bed and twisted his body twice.

He let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"Tell me, how did your master Xu Wenxin know that I am here, and what is your purpose for coming this time!"

"I don't believe that there are free good things in the sky, and they will take the initiative to fall on me, Qin."

Hearing Qin Fan's words, Ah Biao nodded with a smile and said, "Mr. Qin doesn't need to be too suspicious."

"My master, Xu Wenxin, has missed Mr. Qin Fan since that day."

"Through the technique of tortoise divination, I learned that Qin Fan has a catastrophe recently, so I specially ordered me to come here to help Mr. Qin and offer a spiritual heart grass."