Tang Zhun's words cheered everyone present.

Wang Zhan was even more shocked. He turned to face Tang Zhun. At this time, his expression was full of hope. He begged: "Mr. Tang, please don't remember the villain's mistakes. I will definitely repay you!"

Tang Zhun glanced at Wang Zhan, then glanced at Wang Menghan and Hong Lao, and said lightly: "Want to save someone? Kneel down and beg me!"

Suddenly.

A hint of resentment flashed across Wang Zhan's face.

He asked the head of the Wang family in the capital to kneel down to a young man? And he was a young man who was just a novice. No matter how he heard it, he felt that this was an insult to him.

Seeing that no one responded, Tang Zhun smiled faintly: "If I say it again, Mr. Wang will only have half a stick of incense at most. Do you believe it?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhan and Wang Menghan both trembled violently.

Mr. Hong frowned and said, "Mr. Wang, don't listen to him. Mr. Wang has no breathing or heartbeat anymore. Even the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, the world's number one medical expert is useless. How can this young man be able to do it?"

"Shut up!"

At this moment, Wang Zhan's eyes were already stern, and he shouted at Mr. Hong: "It's all you! You call yourself a master of traditional Chinese medicine! My father's condition was not so serious, but it broke out directly after you took action! It's my father who is lying down now!"

"I have always regarded you as a master, but now it seems that as he said to Mr. Tang, you are just a waste, a complete waste. Without that diamond, what kind of porcelain work do you take on?"

Hearing Wang Zhan's words, Old Hong was stunned and his eyes even became a little dull.

What is him?

He is a medical genius!

He is a master of traditional Chinese medicine!

He has been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for decades, and has been cursing and pleasing to Mr. Hong by those adults and nobles.

He completed the long-lost Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate...

But what about now?

Just today, two people were connected by a pair of people, pointing at the nose and saying that they were a waste!

"Plop!"

Just when Mr. Hong was still ashamed and angry, Wang Zhan and Wang Menghan both knelt heavily in front of Tang Zhun. At this moment, their faces were full of repentance and prayer.

Wang Zhan said: "Mr. Tang, it's our Wang family that was wrong. I hope you can help your father!"

If outsiders see this scene, they will definitely be incredibly shocked.

The head of the Wang family, the generation of the capital, is now kneeling on the ground like a child who has made a mistake, and is still kneeling in front of a young man!

Tang Zhun looked at Mr. Hong at this moment.

The Wang family also glared at him.

Mr. Hong knelt on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zhun nodded slightly.

"Then let go." Tang Zhun said.

If Tang Zhun read it correctly, Wang Qingtian was cursed when he massacred the bandits, and it was still the extremely sinister curse.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Qingtian's condition cannot be detected with instruments, and the curse will constantly erode Wang Qingtian's vitality.

The reason why Wang Qingtian survived until now is probably because the Wang family has been constantly giving Wang Qingtian medicine to replenish qi and blood over the years, so they barely gave Wang Qingtian a few years.

But Mr. Hong wanted to use the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Sect to rescue him, which was like releasing all the qi and blood that had not been in, so that the curse could unscrupulously destroy Wang Qingtian's vitality.

The result is naturally conceivable...

certainly!

In his opinion, Mr. Hong’s Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate was completely wrong.

"Please help Mr. Tang!" Wang Zhan said firmly to Tang Zhun.

"What I said will naturally abide by."

Tang Zhun replied lightly and walked towards Wang Qingtian.

"I want to see how you can bring about a person who has no sign of life to life!" Old Hong looked at Tang Zhun with anger, feeling extremely hatred.

Until now, Mr. Hong never believed that Tang Zhun could have the ability he said.

Tang Zhun didn't even look at Mr. Hong, and walked straight to Wang Qingtian. Wang Qingtian was no longer alive at this moment.

Everyone present stared at Tang Zhun with big eyes and looked straight at him, as if they wanted to know what method Tang Zhun would use to resurrect a dead man.

Under everyone's confusing eyes.

Tang Zhun took out a pill and opened Wang Qingtian's mouth directly. The pill melted in his mouth, turning into liquid along Wang Qingtian's throat and began to spread in his body.

"Bang!"

Tang Zhun slapped Wang Qingtian on the forehead.

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Wang Qingtian's face began to change, and gradually he had a rosy look from his original lifelessness.

Seeing this scene, Tang Zhun called Wang Qingtian for urination, turned around and looked at Wang Zhan and said, "Okay."

"That's fine?" Wang Zhan frowned.

Just as Wang Zhan finished speaking, Wang Menghan exclaimed: "Look, grandpa's vital signs have begun to recover!"

Everyone subconsciously looked at Mr. Hong, and his face gradually became rosy.

In an instant!

There was silence inside the house.

"How is this possible?" At this moment, Old Hong's face was already so gloomy that it was terrifying.

Seeing that Tang Zhun rescued Wang Qingtian with just a pill and a slap, Mr. Hong was incredible.

The pill was so powerful.

If I can do it for me, then in the Chinese medicine world in the future, wouldn’t it be said that I am calling the wind and rain?

After understanding this, Mr. Hong walked to Tang Zhun with a thick face and said with a smile: "Mr. Tang, it was my fault before. I apologize to you here. I hope Mr. Tang can ignore his past grudges."

"Um?"

When Tang Zhun heard Mr. Hong's words, he was a little stunned.

What does this thing mean?

Is this an apology?

"Can I take you as my teacher? Learn elixirs? I hope Mr. Tang can teach you all his money." Just as Tang Zhun was thinking, Mr. Hong's words rang out again, and he knelt down again

When Mr. Hong said this, his face was always a silly and cute, and he looked like he admitted his mistakes and wanted to learn humbly.

But who is Tang Zhun?

How could the dignified Immortal Emperor not be able to see what Mr. Hong was thinking at this time?

Tang Zhun shook his head lightly.

Seeing this, Mr. Hong frowned slightly and his face became even more sagging.

"Since you don't have a relationship with a master and a disciple, please give me the method of alchemy directly." Mr. Hong was rejected and immediately stood up and said in a low voice.
Chapter completed!