Chapter 1049 There Is a Solution

The old patriarch came, and Ning Chen just finished taking the medicinal bath.

Ning Chen sighed, "Old patriarch, what should we do next?"

The old patriarch said: "Your Majesty, you only need to take off your shirt, lie down on the bed, and I will do the rest."

Ning Chen's mouth twitched, why did this sound so awkward?

He took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing his strong body, and then lay down on the bed.

Xiao Yanxi ordered Wu Tiezhu to lead people to surround the attic and not allow anyone to enter or exit.

In the room, the old patriarch opened the medicine box and took out the silver needle package.

The old patriarch took out a silver needle and looked at Ning Chen, "Your Majesty, it was a bit painful when the energy collapsed. Please forgive me."

Ning Chen looked at the old patriarch holding a silver needle, and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar... In his mind, he seemed to have seen an old woman pricking people with a needle.

But he thought about it for a long time and couldn't remember where he had seen it?

Ning Chen gathered his thoughts and sighed deeply. After today, his martial arts career will be completely over.

"Old patriarch, come on!"

The old patriarch nodded slightly, and was about to give the acupuncture when he heard a loud voice from outside: "Your Majesty, Ning Chen...I'm back, I'm Lao Feng, and I found a way to cure you, hahaha... ..."

No need for Feng Qizheng to say it, everyone could tell that it was his voice.

None of this is important. What is important is that Feng Qizheng said that he found a way to cure Ning Chen.

Ning Chen sat up suddenly.

Kick, kick, kick! ! !

The sound of heavy footsteps made the wooden stairs creak.

Feng Qi rushed in from the door.

He locked his eyes on Ning Chen on the bed, strode over, looked up and down, with concern on his face, "Ning Chen, how do you feel now? Do you still remember who I am?"

Ning Chen said angrily: "Nonsense."

He remembers anything he cares about.

Feng Qizheng opened his mouth and said in a silly tone, "Let me just say, if you forget, no one will forget me, Feng Dasheng.

Let me tell you something, you must be very happy...I brought back something to heal you. "

As he spoke, he took out a yellowed ancient book from his arms.

Ning Chen took it and took a look, "Blood-drawing technique, what is it?"

Xiao Yanxi exclaimed in surprise, "It's actually a blood-drawing technique?"

Ning Chen looked at her, "Do you know what this blood drawing technique is?"

Xiao Yanxi nodded, "It is said that senior Yao Chenzi, the god of medicine hundreds of years ago, wrote a peerless medical book, which recorded the art of drawing blood.

This blood-drawing technique is very miraculous and can save people who have lost excessive blood and are on the verge of death.

Senior Yao Chenzi divided human blood into four categories.

For example, if I lose too much blood, as long as we both get the same amount of blood, I can use the bleeding technique to transfer part of the blood in your body to me, and I can survive... Isn't it amazing? "

Ning Chen was stunned...blood transfusion?

Has blood transfusion been mentioned in this world so early?

Moreover, they also distinguished four blood types.

Could this Yao Chenzi have also traveled through time?

Xiao Yanxi said in confusion: "This blood-drawing technique is recorded in the Pharmacopoeia of Jishi written by senior Yao Chenzi, but the Pharmacopoeia of Jishi has been lost long ago.

General Feng, where did your blood-drawing skills come from? "

Feng Qizheng said: "Her Majesty the Empress gave it to me."

Xiao Yanxi was startled, "Since it was given to you by Her Majesty the Empress, there is no way it is fake."

She was worried that the blood-drawing technique was fake, but she was relieved when she heard that the empress had given it to her... The empress would definitely not harm Ning Chen.

"Wait a minute..." Ning Chen interrupted them and asked doubtfully: "Can this blood drawing technique remove the Yang Gu from my body?"

Feng Qizheng shook his head, "I don't know! Her Majesty the Empress asked me to give this thing to this old woman. She will know it after she sees it."

The old patriarch looked unhappy. This brainless man had no respect for her at all.

Ning Chen handed the medical book to the old patriarch.

The old clan leader was about to answer when he heard Feng Qi say with a ferocious smile: "Old woman, Her Majesty the Empress has a decree. She has found a way for you. If Ning Chen still can't be cured, all the Yuliu clan will commit suicide to apologize."

The elder’s face turned pale!

She flipped through the medical books tremblingly.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, "It turns out that it's not the blood-drawing technique that can cure the prince... but the transfer technique.

You idiot, besides this medical book, did Her Majesty the Empress ask you to bring anything else? "

Feng Qizheng glared, "Damn old woman, who are you calling a brainless fool?"

The old patriarch shouted, "Don't worry about these details. Saving the prince is the most important thing, so tell me quickly."

Feng Qizheng pointed at her, "I won't argue with you for now, if I can't cure Ning Chen, I will twist off your head.

Yes, in addition to this medical book, Her Majesty the Empress also asked me to bring a cold jade bed. "

The old patriarch was overjoyed, "Great, the prince is saved!"

Xiao Yanxi asked with hope: "So Ning Lang doesn't have to waste the energy in his body?"

The old patriarch nodded.

Xiao Yanxi jumped for joy and couldn't help hugging Ning Chen. She was even happier than Ning Chen, "Ning Lang, did you hear it? You don't have to waste the energy in your body. It's great, it's great... ..”

Ning Chen was also overjoyed. He was thinking about heaven and hell. It was like riding a roller coaster.

Ning Chen asked curiously: "What is the cold jade bed that the old patriarch just mentioned?"

Feng Qizheng said: "It's down there."

"Let's go and have a look!"

Several people came downstairs.

In the center of the first floor, there was a tightly wrapped object.

Feng Qi was letting people take it apart.

When the thing was taken apart, it turned out to be a white and smooth stone slab inside.

This stone slab is not big enough to be used as a bed at all. An adult can't stretch his legs even if he lies on it... You can feel the slightest chill when you get close to it.

"Is this the cold jade bed?"

Xiao Yanxi said: "Han jade is rare, and such a large piece of cold jade is even rarer... I'm afraid only the royal family can get it."

Ning Chen doesn't care about this, he only cares about how to remove the nourishing gu from his body.

"Old patriarch, do you need to prepare anything else?"

The old patriarch shook his head, "Having the cold jade bed and this brainless man is enough."

Feng Qizheng was furious: "Damn old woman, you dare to call me a brainless fool again, do you believe it or not?"

You've been playing voodoo all your life, and in the end you couldn't even get the voodoo out of Ning Chen's body. You still have the nerve to say I'm stupid... Where did you get your face? "

Feng Qizheng's words struck a chord in the old patriarch's heart.

The old patriarch was so angry that his fingers trembled and he pointed at Feng Qizheng, "You, you, you..."

Feng Qizheng curled his lips, "What are you? Did I make a mistake? It's a waste snack."

Ning Chen quickly smoothed things over, "Okay, stop arguing...Old patriarch, what did you mean when you just said that Hanyu Bed and Old Feng are enough?"

Feng Qizheng was also full of curiosity, "Yes, what does it have to do with me?"

The old patriarch snorted coldly and said: "Of course it has something to do with you... Although your energy and blood are not as strong as the prince's, it is still beyond the reach of others.

If you want to save the prince, the worms in his body must be lured into your body. "