Seeing that Feng Hao was silent for a long time, Hua Yuntian furrowed his brows and said in a low voice.
"It's not that it's not enough. I've said it before, I just want you to do me a favor."
Looking at Hua Yuntian's nervous expression, Feng Hao smiled. He did not wait for Hua Yuntian to serve him and sat down at the table. Then, he looked at Hua Yuntian with a smile on his face.
Regardless of Hua Yuntian's identity, Feng Hao only wanted a bodyguard who could bring him into the depths of the Icy Fields to search for spiritual herbs.
"Help?"
Hua Yuntian narrowed his eyes and his expression turned cold. After thinking for a while, he pursed his lips and asked, "What kind of help?"
"Uh …"
Seeing that Hua Yuntian was still cautious, Feng Hao smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I want to go into the depths of the Icy Fields to search for spiritual herbs. But, as you can see, I'm only a martial artist. So, my only request is that you can protect me for a while."
"Go into the Icy Fields?"
Hearing this, Hua Yuntian was obviously stunned. He looked at Feng Hao in surprise. "That's it?"
"Then, what other request does Old Mister want me to make?"
Feng Hao rolled his eyes and asked in a mocking tone.
"Uh …"
Hua Yuntian was stunned. Then, a faint blush appeared on his sickly old face.
Ever since he had been poisoned, his nerves had been too taut, and he had also become paranoid.
"As long as you can cure me of the poison, I'll agree to your request!"
After regaining his wits, he hurriedly agreed. His eyes were filled with anticipation as he stared at Fenghao.
"Alright, it's a deal. I trust you, Old Mister!"
Seeing that Hua Yuntian was not pretending, Feng Hao agreed readily. "Old Mister, can I take a look at your pulse?"
"Alright!"
With a few strides, Hua Yuntian sat opposite Feng Hao and extended his hand.
Feng Hao stretched out two fingers and casually placed them on his pulse. After a while, his eyebrows slowly furrowed. In the end, it became the word 'several'.
"How is it?"
Looking at Feng Hao's expression, Hua Yuntian was also a little nervous, afraid that he would hear the word 'no' again.
"Hmm …"
Feng Hao retracted his arm and pondered for a moment. "Forgive me for being blunt, but the poison you've been afflicted with is very unusual. Who did it?"
"Hehe!"
Hua Yuntian bitterly laughed. A trace of loneliness involuntarily appeared on his face. At this moment, he no longer looked like an expert. Instead, he looked like an old man past his prime.
"In the end, it still won't work. It's my fault."
He slowly stood up and staggered towards the stove. His hoarse voice became a little depressed. "It's alright. You can go. I won't blame you."
"Uh …"
Blinking his eyes, Feng Hao was obviously stunned. He called out, "Old Mister, I didn't say that I can't cure you of the poison."
"Hmm?"
Hua Yuntian, who was walking, suddenly stopped and turned around. Looking at the smiling Feng Hao, he directly blurted out, "That's impossible. I once looked for a Profound Level Apothecary. Even that Master couldn't cure me. How could you?"
In other words, the poison he was afflicted with was very likely an Earth Level poison. In other words, only an Earth Level Apothecary could cure him!
"Hehe!"
Feng Hao smiled and shook his head. "Old Mister, I can conclude that the poison you're afflicted with is not an Earth Level poison. According to my investigation, the poison you're afflicted with is a special Profound Level poison. It's a slow-acting poison. It won't kill you immediately. It's a special type of heat poison. Once it enters the human body, it will hide in the internal organs. Then, it will slowly roast the body's Essence Qi until it's burnt out. Therefore, Old Mister, you prepared these cold elixirs to suppress the poison's speed. However, Old Mister, this is just a stupid method. Although it has slowed down the speed of the heat poison, it will only prolong your pain."
"You … You can really cure it?"
After listening to Feng Hao's words, Hua Yuntian's body trembled. His lips trembled and he looked very excited.
"Of course I can!"
Following his gaze, Feng Hao nodded. "If I'm not mistaken, Old Mister, you've been afflicted with this heat poison for at least ten years, right?"
"That's right!"
Hua Yuntian walked over again and sat opposite Feng Hao. He spoke honestly.
Looking at the young man in front of him, his calm heart was set off by waves. He could no longer remain calm.
This young man was actually a Mystic Rank high tier medicine master!
Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but tremble. In the West Mist Country, the best apothecary was only a Profound Level Apothecary hired by the royal family. For this poison, he spent a lot of money to invite a Profound Level Apothecary. However, the apothecary was still helpless and couldn't explain the cause of the poison. Yet, this young man in front of him, just by taking his pulse, could explain it clearly. How could he not be shocked?
"Because it's been too long, although Old Mister has been using cold spiritual medicine to suppress it, it has also caused the heat poison to hide even deeper. It has even seeped into the bone marrow. Therefore, to completely eradicate it, it will take a long time."
Feng Hao explained again, secretly rejoicing. The heat poison in Hua Yuntian was different from other heat poisons. Although cold medicine could suppress it, it couldn't cure it completely. To cure it, one must use strong medicine and the Crimson Lotus Herb King was one of them. With the help of the Crimson Lotus Herb King's strong nature, eradicating the heat poison was only a matter of time.
"A long time?Roughly how long? "
Hua Yuntian clenched his fist. He had some understanding of the poison in his body. As long as it could be cured, time was nothing to him who had endured for more than ten years.
"Hmm … About this, I've roughly estimated. Within a year, it should be completely cured!"
After muttering to himself for a while, under his hopeful gaze, Fenghao gave a time that was completely acceptable to him.
"Good!I, Hua Yuntian, will never forget your kindness! "
As he spoke, Hua Yuntian also put on a serious face and spoke frankly, directly addressing Feng Hao as Master.
"Hehe!"
Feng Hao was also filled with joy. He knew the weight of this old man in front of him. Not to mention the deterrence of his surname, his strength was definitely at the Wu Zong level!
A Martial Ancestor was a strong practitioner who stood at the peak of the West Mist Country. Thinking about how he would have such a strong practitioner by his side as a bodyguard for a year, the joy in his heart increased by a lot.
This time, he was safe!
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