Chapter 975
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Shiwa ran to Sun Simiao's bamboo hut as soon as the incident happened.
After a while, Sun Simiao, Ouyang Xun, and the others rushed over after hearing about Zhang Feng's incident. Cheng Chumo and the others put Zhang Feng on the bed in a flurry.
However, Zhang Feng screamed the moment he touched the bed. Sun Simiao's face darkened as he glared at Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong, who was lying on the ground. Ouyang Xun, who disliked Zhang Feng the most, was furious when he heard that Zhang Feng was in trouble and that the culprit was Yuchi Gong.
He was so angry that he kicked Yuchi Gong's butt a few times as soon as he entered the room.
When Sun Simiao arrived, he chased everyone out, including Hai Huai and Yuchi Gong. Only he and Zhang Feng were left in the wooden hut.
Outside the wooden hut, everyone's face darkened.
Cheng Yaojin clenched his fists and sighed in front of the wooden hut with his hands behind his back.
He knew Yuchi Gong's strength very well. That guy had always been holding a lamb in his hands. He could have crushed it with one hand.
How much strength did he have?
Could Zhang Feng's neck be stronger than that lamb's head?
The meteor hammer was as light as a feather in his hands. What was the weight of other people's meteor hammers?
More than ten catties were already impressive, but this guy's meteor hammer weighed a total of forty catties!
With this kind of strength, how much strength could he possibly have when his mind was in turmoil just now? One could tell just by looking at Zhang Feng's neck and arms.
If by any chance something really happened to this brat, it would be strange if the Emperor and the Retired Emperor didn't kill everyone here based on their tempers!
However, Yuchi Gong couldn't be blamed completely. This old guy was also sad because of that incident. Yuchi Gong was Niu Jinda.
Li Jing and the others had been partners with him for many years. Everyone knew their tempers very well.
Therefore, everyone chose not to touch on the matter of that year.
Watching more than seven hundred of his brothers from the same village being frozen into ice sculptures right in front of his eyes with widened eyes and weapons in hand, no one would be able to bear it.
This left a lingering shadow in the heart of this man who was made of iron forever.
In the room.
When Sun Simiao removed all of Zhang Feng's clothes, he couldn't help but be shocked. His face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng endured the pain and said, "Elder Sun, don't be angry. It's nothing."
"That's nothing? You're already injured to this extent, and you still say that you're fine? How big is your heart? From now on, don't speak. Old Man, I'm going to perform acupuncture. I'll open up the blood vessels in your arms first! "
As he spoke, Sun Simiao took out his box of silver needles that were comparable to barbecue sticks and was about to stab him. Zhang Feng was so scared that he hurriedly shouted, "Wait a moment. I'll show you something good. Wipe it on your body. This thing can be said to be a treasure. It can reduce inflammation, promote blood circulation, and disinfect miraculously!"
Sun Simiao didn't want to pay attention to Zhang Feng. He held the silver needle above the oil lamp and was about to stab Zhang Feng. This scared Zhang Feng so much that he dodged repeatedly.
"Elder Sun, trust me this time. How can I mess around with my life?"
"This is something I prepared long ago. This thing is called alcohol. It's a treasure extracted from white wine."
Sun Simiao had studied white wine before. As long as this thing was lit with fire and used on people, it would indeed have the magical effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. At this time, when he heard Zhang Feng say that there was something good, he frowned, "Why didn't you say so earlier? You should have taken it out a little earlier! "
"… …"
Zhang Feng was afraid that Elder Sun would copy Old Yu, so he hurriedly struggled to sit up. Then he used his mouth to point at the shoe box he created and said, "It's inconvenient for me to move around. Elder Sun, please help me take it out. It's in the secret compartment under the shoe box."
Although Sun Simiao was a little suspicious, Zhang Feng still couldn't bear to see Zhang Feng sucking in cold air in pain.
Gritting his teeth, Sun Simiao poked his head down to look for it. Sure enough, the bottom of the shoe box was pulled out. Sure enough, there was a sound like a door bolt.
Then Sun Simiao's hand lifted up vigorously. A secret compartment appeared under the shoe box. There was also a burst of wine fragrance inside.
The secret compartment was about half the size of the bed, but there were about seven or eight jars of wine neatly placed inside.
Sun Simiao glanced at Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng smiled and said, "This is the last of my stock. There's really no more white wine … By the way, the jar with the word alcohol circled with red paint is alcohol. Don't take the wrong one … …"
Sun Simiao didn't say anything. He picked up a few small wine jars that were only the size of a fist next to a big jar. He took five of them and put them into his arms. He took out another jar, first opened the mud seal and drank a mouthful. Then he slowly closed the secret compartment and asked, "How do I use this thing?"
"Let's use the same method as the white wine trial. Pat it or rub it?"
Zhang Feng shook his head and said, "Rub it first, and then pat it after the body is hot. The effect will be better. Do you have a smaller silver needle, such as a silver needle as thick as a strand of hair?"
Sun Simiao took out the largest silver needle from the box full of silver needles. He looked at Zhang Feng and asked, "No, do you want to prick open the extravasated blood? Or just let him be in pain like this? "
"… …"
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