The whole place was silent.

Looking around, there are many talented people in the main hall, full of civil and military officials, but they have to seek medical treatment from a mortal.

But Lord Jianzheng said nothing.

The descendants of the Cui family finally realized the seriousness of the problem and began to look at Chen Yanjun again.

Of course, apart from the extraordinary appearance, a certain kind of self-confidence, and the calm demeanor of body and mind, they couldn't see the reason.

Chen Yanjun looked calm and stood in front of Cui Qingru, who was bowing with his hands behind his hands.

Unexpectedly, the old assistant teacher who just a moment ago thought he was running away from the hospital and waved his sleeves, suddenly turned to him for medical treatment for his son.

Probably a dead horse being treated as a live doctor...

He did not immediately excuse the gentleman, but spoke condescendingly:

"Chen is a mortal with little talent and little knowledge. I am not sure he can cure Chan Master Cui, or he may die. Sir, are you sure you want me to come and treat him?"

At this time, there were faint doubting voices in the crowd in twos and threes.

Cui Qingru raised his head and glanced at his father, then gritted his teeth and strengthened his belief:

"Please also ask Mr. Chen to spare no effort in giving me medical treatment!"

The doctor was kind-hearted, and when Chen Yanjun saw Master Cui's horrific condition, he no longer refused.

What's more, Cui Qingru is a good teacher and is extremely kind to the original owner, but the original owner was always superficially eager to learn.

"You need to prepare: a sharp short knife, two one-foot-long hollow silver needles, ten liters of clean spiritual water, enough healing pills, bone-healing pills and anesthetics, as well as Mr. Cui's Confucianism and Taoist Qing Qi to help."

"good!"

Immediately, Cui Wanjun waved his hand and asked everyone watching to step back.

He also called for people to prepare daggers, silver needles, spiritual water and various kinds of elixirs.

However, the first thing Chen Yanjun used was the soul-soothing pill he brought with him, from Assistant Professor Fang.

Taking the soul-soothing pill orally was too slow to take effect, so Chen Yanjun directly diluted it with spiritual water and added some anesthetic.

Then he used a silver needle to extract the concoction and injected it into Chan Master Cui's heart.

This operation shocked everyone...

After all, the art of piercing the heart is a unique skill of Assistant Professor Fang, and most people outside Danlin Academy have never seen it.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Jian Zheng and Cui Qingru. The two just looked nervously, did not speak, and could only hold their breath and concentrate.

Chen Yanjun looked at the effect of the medicine delivered to the heart: the blood and spiritual veins were completely disordered, and the medicine injected into the brain was too little.

In view of this, Chen Yanjun made a bolder decision.

"Craniotomy and delivery of medicine!"

At this time, even Master Jianzheng and Cui Qingru looked shocked and opened their mouths to speak, but for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Chen Yanjun continued:

"After the craniotomy, I will clear the air and deliver the medicine. Master Jianzheng will determine whether the medicine has been completely absorbed by the white matter. After the absorption, I will be responsible for closing the bones and applying the medicine."

I can understand the reasoning, but Cui Wanjun and his son are still a little unable to keep up with the rhythm.

Chen Yanjun asked:

"Any questions?"

Cui Qingru made up his mind:

"Everything will be treated according to Mr. Chen's words!"

"Then go faster. If you go too slow, people will die."

Saying this, Chen Yanjun immediately applied anesthesia and opened his skull with a knife. The scene was bloody...

Even he himself couldn't stand it.

But there is no way. Doctors must have determination. No matter whether they can cure it or not, they must believe that they can.

It took three people to operate it in one go.

Cui Jianzheng and his son were both covered in cold sweat.

Chen Yanjun was so tired that he was sweating.

This time, everyone clearly saw that the calming effect of Zen had become stronger.

The distortion on Chan Master Cui's face slowed down, and the eyes that had fallen to his mouth and nose were slowly returning to their original positions.

The way the crowd looked at Chen Yanjun also changed...

Chen Yanjun had no time to delay and started to attack Chan Master Cui's Dantian again.

After being poisoned, the toxin will strengthen the Dantian and the color will turn black, making it look like a perfect golden elixir.

The black Dantian will transform the body, absorb maximum spiritual power from the outside world and feed it back to the Black Dantian, and the person will eventually turn into a soul-eating monster without will.

To break the black elixir state, Assistant Professor Fang did not find a specific medicine. He could only insert needles into the elixir wall and fix it to draw out spiritual power and prevent the circulation of poison.

Then another injection will be given, medicine will be given regularly, and pharmacological experiments will be done to see if there is any detoxification effect.

Chen Yanjun also followed suit.

After the two stitches were completed, he said to Cui Wanjun:

"Now, Master Jianzheng can seal Master Cui's whole body's spiritual veins and blood with his seal."

Cui Wanjun did as he was told.

As soon as the seal was sealed, Master Cui's complexion suddenly turned pale, but he gradually returned to his human appearance.

The pale eyes in his eyes gradually showed the fading childlike light.

The child's light gradually condenses and the child's hole is restored.

Tong Kong focused and glanced at Chen Yanjun.

do not know.

Then he turned and looked at the crowd around him.

"Dad, Aweng..."

Aweng means grandpa. Chan Master Cui had just woken up and was still a little confused. When he shouted Aweng, he was a bit joking, as if he was teasing the old prisoner.

Cui Da shook his head, still feeling pain, and looked back at Junzi in front of him.

"and who are you?"

Cui Qingru shouted:

"Call your benefactor quickly!"

"You were poisoned by wild food, and we were helpless. It was Young Master Chen of Danlin Academy who saved you."

Only then did Cui Da remember that he seemed to have indeed eaten something he shouldn't have eaten. He quickly touched his head and said with a smile:

"Young Master Chen is a talented and handsome man. He must find an unmarried beauty from the Cui family to marry you."

"..."

Chen Yanjun felt that this guy hadn't fully recovered yet.

"How did Master Cui get poisoned?"

Cui Da recalled carefully:

"On the Qingming Festival, I ran away from worshiping my ancestors and went fishing in the Weishui River. Unexpectedly, I caught a bird in the water... No, there was only a withered head. It was a pity to throw it away, so I roasted it on the spot.

have eaten."

The decapitated head was actually caught and roasted by you... Chen Yanjun was stunned when he heard this.

This also verified his casual guess: the poison from the mushrooms he and Fan Yu ate was related to strange beasts!

It can be seen that what happened on the day of the Cold Food Festival may have a hidden meaning...

Not only Chen Yanjun, Du Qiuzhao also said in shock:

"It was the poison that attacked me and Chen Yanjun on the Cold Food Festival, and the head was beheaded by me and the young master together!"

Cui Wanjun couldn't help frowning and stroking his beard:

"The Gu wither is a strange beast in the mountains and seas. The detached wither's head can actually eat fish bait... This matter is not trivial."

Cui Da continued to recall:

"I didn't feel anything strange at the time, but after I went back to sleep, I had nightmares again and again, as if I could not extricate myself from the illusion of being deeply possessed by demonic energy. I quickly got up and meditated, calming my soul with meditation. Suddenly I opened my eyes... and saw Mr. Chen's handsome face!"

"If Mr. Chen were a little uglier, our family would be scared to death on the spot!"

The delicate laughter of girls came from the crowd.

Chen Yanjun was not in the mood to joke around, and said with a serious face:
To be continued...