City Against Heaven Doctor

Chapter 37 One person is enough (recommended tickets please!)
Zhao Zhongxi tried his best to open his eyelids and looked at his eldest son.

Although he was hoarse from the pain just now, it doesn't mean he didn't listen to everyone's words.

"You... all go out... just leave Mr. Jiang...!"

Zhao Jia was stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Zhongxi to make such a request, and looked at Jiang Feiyun worriedly.

If Jiang Feiyun and Zhao Zhongxi are the only two left here, and if this kid takes the opportunity to play tricks on the old man, what should he do?

Zhao Jiatong still wanted to argue, but Zhao Zhongxi didn't allow him to comment.

Zhao Jiatong also knew his father's temperament, and he also saw the change just now, and he immediately had a glimmer of hope for Jiang Feiyun.

Zhao Jiatong said to everyone: "Everyone go out—"

The rest wanted to say something, but Zhao Jiatong shouted angrily, "Is there no weight to what I said?"

Everyone immediately shut up and walked out of the door one after another.

Zhao Jiatong cupped his hands to Jiang Feiyun and said, "Mr. Jiang, the old man's life and death are in your hands."

Jiang Feiyun ignored the threatening meaning in Zhao Jiatong's tone, and stood where he was, waiting for him to go out.

Zhao Jiatong's expression changed, he said no more, walked out of the door immediately, and then closed the door.

In the entire lobby, only Jiang Feiyun and Zhao Zhongxi were left.

Jiang Feiyun flicked his arm, and a writing brush flew out from his sleeve, circled in the air, and then fell into Jiang Feiyun's hand.

Jiang Feiyun picked up his pen and walked to Zhao Zhongxi's side, first looking up and down at Zhao Zhongxi's situation.

"Master Zhao, can you bear it?"

Zhao Zhongxi said in a difficult tone: "I think back then, when we competed in the south of the Yangtze River, we were not afraid of any heroes. A mere pain can't make me give in. Mr. Jiang, just go ahead and do it!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhongxi was already mentally prepared, Jiang Feiyun nodded, and couldn't help admiring the courage of this old man.

Although he is over half a hundred years old, the unyielding courage in his bones has not been worn away by the years.

Jiang Feiyun grabbed Zhao Zhongxi's arm with his left hand, and then was shocked suddenly.

tear-

The clothes on Zhao Zhongxi's upper body were suddenly shaken to pieces, exposing his chest.

Jiang Feiyun looked down, his heart trembled.

Zhao Zhongxi's upper body seemed to be wrapped in black spider webs, like glass that was about to break, and he might die from exhaustion at any time.

Jiang Feiyun didn't hesitate anymore, he raised the writing brush in his hand, drew the vitality in his body, and waved the tip of the brush in the air, drawing the aura from the surrounding world to gather on the tip of the brush.

The entire brush instantly sprayed out thick ink.

The tip of the pen was lowered and pointed at important acupuncture points on Zhao Zhongxi's body.

The technique was quick, and only afterimages were seen.

After a while, Zhao Zhongxi's body was marked with ink dots, and when viewed as a whole, it looked like a star map.

Every dot of ink on it is a star.

"This Jin Dongyan actually wants to use the power of the moonlight to pull the toxins in his body to explode. What a vicious method!"

Jiang Feiyun's right foot suddenly stomped, and a wave of air suddenly exploded in the air.

"rise--"

Zhao Zhongxi's whole body was immediately thrown into the air, suspended in the air and spinning continuously.

Holding the paintbrush in his hand, Jiang Feiyun drew dazzling ink lines in the air, printed them on Zhao Zhongxi's body, and connected the ink dots on it.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhongxi's body was covered by a strange rune.

Outlined by ink lines, the lines are connected, flowing continuously on his body.

At this moment, these ink lines penetrated into Zhao Zhongxi's body along the pores, shuttled through the flesh and blood, and flowed along the blood and meridians.

In each bloodline, a black poison rushed freely in the bloodline, impacting Zhao Zhongxi's bloodline.

Already old and frail, how could he stand this kind of torture, Zhao Zhongxi couldn't help but let out painful wailing.

Just when the toxins were invading the blood, some black ink suddenly sneaked in, like a storm, sweeping towards these toxins.

The two forces are intertwined in the blood, stirring each other, and constantly devouring each other.

"what……"

Zhao Zhongxi was suspended in mid-air, enduring the battle between the two forces in his body. Even though he was clenching his teeth, he still couldn't help but burst out with a hysterical cry.

This scream floated out of the gate and was heard by everyone waiting outside the gate.

Zhao Jiatong's brows suddenly frowned.

The faces of the rest of the people were also extremely solemn.

Wan Ting looked forward to it, if Zhao Jiatong hadn't stopped her, she would have rushed in to find out.

"Why are the old man's miserable sounds inside? Could it be that that boy is killing the old man? Brother, why don't you just say something?"

Wan Ting looked at Zhao Jiatong who said nothing, and beat her hands angrily.

"I just said that I can't trust that kid. If the old man has something wrong, can the kid afford it?"

"Mom, please don't say a few words." Standing beside Zhao Lingyue was also in a dilemma.

Wan Ting looked at Zhao Lingyue angrily and said, "Why, your elbow is turned out before you marry that boy? I worked hard to raise you, but in the end you found such an unworthy boy. …”

"enough--"

Zhao Jiatong suddenly shouted loudly, interrupting her chattering.

Zhao Jiatong stared at the closed door with deep eyes, and said to Cheng Yujing: "Go and call all the elite children of the Zhao family. The Zhao family has raised them for so long, so it's time to do something for the Zhao family."

After hearing this, Cheng Yujing looked at Zhao Jiatong in astonishment.

Those elite children are all elites cultivated by the Zhao family, and each of them has extraordinary cultivation.

It will not be used unless absolutely necessary.

Cheng Yujing suddenly thought of something, and opened her mouth slightly.

Zhao Jiatong narrowed his eyes and said, "If the old man has something wrong with that kid tonight, then he doesn't have to go out of this gate."

After hearing this, Zhao Lingyue and Zhao Shu felt a chill rise up their backs. Looking at the murderous intent in Zhao Jiatong's eyes, they cried out: "Uncle, do you want to..."

Zhao Jiatong stood where he was, and became silent for the first time, just staring at the door.

……

In the lobby, Jiang Feiyun was still waving the paintbrush in his hand.

In the air, ink lines were drawn everywhere, forming a huge pattern, and Zhao Zhongxi's body was lying in the center of the pattern.

Using the pen as a medium, he drew the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse the toxins in Zhao Zhongxi's body, constantly forcing out these long-hidden toxins.

At this moment, the spider web on Zhao Zhongxi's skin began to squirm continuously, looking extremely terrifying.

These spider webs seemed to be forced by a force, and they all converged towards Zhao Zhongxi's throat.

"puff……"

At this time, Zhao Zhongxi couldn't help spitting blood into the air, and all the pain on his face eased.

Zhao Zhongxi's body slowly fell from the air and lay on the floor.

Zhao Zhongxi was already profusely sweating and panting continuously, but his face was relaxed with relief.

Zhao Zhongxi glanced at Jiang Feiyun with his old eyes, and said, "Mr. Jiang is indeed a wonderful doctor, I admire you."

Zhao Zhongxi couldn't help but sigh.

The stubborn disease that had troubled him for many years, the Zhao family tried their best to eradicate, but could barely suppress it. Now it was actually eradicated by a man in his early twenties.

Jiang Feiyun's brows were still furrowed, and he did not relax because of this.

"No, shouldn't this poison be so easy to get rid of?"

Jiang Feiyun was wrong.

At this moment, Zhao Zhongxi's old face suddenly turned red.

When Jiang Feiyun saw this scene, he immediately took a few steps back.

I saw that Zhao Zhongxi's body suddenly began to seep out layers of black mist, and finally gathered in the air, condensing into a person's face.

Zhao Zhongxi felt the pain of this kind of tearing, but his old eyes were bulging, staring at the face formed in the air.

The three words came out slowly from Zhao Zhongxi's mouth, and every word was filled with pain.

"Jin! Dong! Yan!"

Jiang Feiyun squinted his eyes and looked at the old face suspended in the air, with sword-like eyebrows flying across his face. Like Zhao Zhongxi, he was also an old man in his seventies or eighties.

It's just that this face gives people a cold feeling.

Jin Dongyan's face was staring at Jiang Feiyun, and black mist spewed out from his eyes.

"Son, you actually detoxified the old man? To die—"

The face opened its mouth wide, constantly expanding, and then bit Jiang Feiyun.

Jiang Feiyun stood on the ground without changing his expression, snorted coldly, raised the pen in his hand, and swiped in the air suddenly.

呲——

This stroke seemed to cut through the air, making a harsh sound.

Then a sharp ink line flashed in the air, continuously glowing and glowing, and finally formed a golden light.

Jiang Feiyun picked up the pen again and drew several identical ink lines in the air.

More than a dozen golden ink lines criss-cross each other, forming a large net, facing this ferocious face.

The golden ink line was like a sharp blade, cutting directly through the black mist when it came into contact.

"Uh--"

The black mist let out an unwilling howl, and finally dissipated, turning into a wave of air that exploded in all directions.

bang bang bang...

A layer of air waves swept past, like a typhoon passing through, shaking the surrounding glass to shatter.

The curtains were torn into rags, which fluttered in the air.

"Huh, I didn't expect this kind of poison to be so dangerous. No wonder it's deep inside the body and difficult to remove."

After the work was done, Jiang Feiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

At this moment, the Jin family manor was hundreds of miles away.

An old man is sitting cross-legged on the balcony, bathing in the pouring moonlight and absorbing the essence of the world.

Around the old man, there was a gentle breeze surging.

The spiritual energy invisible to the naked eye seemed to come in and out from every pore of the old man, exchanging with each other.

The old man sat on the spot, seemingly still but not still, moving but not moving, looking very strange.

However, at this time, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils stretched out and shot out a terrifying light, and his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of the Zhao family...

(End of this chapter)