Dandy Pill God-Chapter 71: Treasures Over Three Hundred Years Old

"Yes!"

From outside the sickroom, the sound of a guard receiving orders could be heard, followed swiftly by the sound of several people’s footsteps disappearing outside the door.

Zhu Fei turned his head and couldn’t help but look at Song Yan with some surprise.

He hadn’t expected that Song Yan, an elder of the Chunqiu Pavilion, could actually command those security personnel.

"Hehe, young friend, I won’t hide it from you anymore. Apart from being an elder of the Chunqiu Pavilion, I am also the head of a special department in our ’country’."

"Special department?"

Zhu Fei was startled and suddenly recalled what Ruoxue had unintentionally mentioned to him about that special department.

Combining the current situation with Song Yan’s status, Zhu Fei suddenly had some understanding of that special department.

"Um, yes, the special department. Young friend, if you’re interested, I can help you apply to join in the future, but for now..."

As Song Yan spoke, he couldn’t help but glance at Elder Qiu, who was lying on the ’bed,’ then continued, "Do you have any good solutions for the poison in Elder Qiu’s body?"

As soon as Song Yan finished his question, Ruoxue and Mr. Meng in the room turned their hopeful gazes towards Zhu Fei.

Zhu Fei nodded and did not dwell on the matter of the special department. After a brief moment of thought, he said:

"Removing the poison from Elder Qiu is not difficult for me at present, however..."

Upon hearing Zhu Fei’s initial words, everyone, including Ruoxue, was overjoyed.

But as they listened to the rest of Zhu Fei’s statement, their hearts tensed up again.

"Zhu Fei, just speak frankly. If there’s anything we can help with, just ask. As long as Old Man Song and I can do it, we will not refuse."

At this point, Mr. Meng, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn’t help but speak earnestly to Zhu Fei.

Zhu Fei was somewhat speechless; his brief pause had elicited such a nervous reaction from everyone.

However, he could somewhat understand their feelings and, without hesitation, he directly said, "It’s just that Elder Qiu’s current physical condition is very poor. After I remove the toxins from his body and he regains consciousness, he’ll need some rare items to replenish his vital energy, at least three hundred years old."

"Otherwise, given Elder Qiu’s current physical condition, I fear he may not live more than two months."

"What? Items more than three hundred years old?"

Upon hearing Zhu Fei’s words, Song Yan couldn’t help but exclaim.

Only he knew how rare items over three hundred years old were.

Even in his current position as an elder of Chunqiu Pavilion, obtaining such items within a short time frame, especially those meant to replenish vital energy, was extremely difficult.

"Uh, young friend Zhu Fei, would it work with items just a hundred years old for now?"

Song Yan felt a bit embarrassed. After contemplating briefly, he still attempted to ask.

Frankly, he couldn’t immediately obtain anything over three hundred years old, but if a hundred-year-old substitute could be used temporarily, he could still manage that.

However, Zhu Fei shook his head.

"No, the efficacy of one hundred years old is insufficient; it might not have much effect and would just be a waste."

As Zhu Fei spoke, seeing everyone’s distressed expressions, he sighed lightly and finally gritted his teeth and said:

"Here’s what we can do—I currently have a Red Blood Ginseng older than three hundred years. It should have a very good effect on Elder Qiu’s body."

After pausing briefly, Zhu Fei continued, "However, I don’t have the Red Blood Ginseng with me right now. Once I return home this time, I’ll find an opportunity to bring it over."

"What? You have Red Blood Ginseng?"

Song Yan was immediately surprised; he was well aware that Red Blood Ginseng was a very precious medicinal herb.

Ordinary martial artists, if they had a piece of Red Blood Ginseng, would not even think of using it to save someone, let alone talk about it to others.

He knew that even their Chunqiu Pavilion did not currently have such materials in stock.

Thinking this, Song Yan’s gaze towards Zhu Fei immediately carried a deep sense of gratitude.

Though he was already grateful that Zhu Fei had come to treat Elder Qiu, his appreciation deepened.

But undoubtedly, the promise Zhu Fei made touched Song Yan’s heart even more.

His face suddenly turned solemn, and he said seriously to Zhu Fei, "Young friend Zhu Fei, I won’t say much about this favor. In the future, if you ever need my help, just say the word and I will not refuse."

After a slight pause, Song Yan continued earnestly, "Moreover, should I come across any good herbs in the future, I will personally deliver them to you."

Upon hearing Song Yan’s words, Zhu Fei merely smiled lightly and said, "Old Song, there’s no need for formalities. Since Elder Qiu is Ruoxue’s grandfather, it’s only right that I help him."

"What’s more, for the treatment of Elder Qiu, there’s no need for an entire Red Blood Ginseng, which wouldn’t affect me in any way." freewebnσvel.cѳm

Indeed, the reason why Zhu Fei had thought of using his Red Blood Ginseng to save Mr. Qiu was partly because of Qiu Ruoxue, and partly because, in truth, not an entire Red Blood Ginseng was needed for treating Mr. Qiu.

As for Zhu Fei himself, half of the Red Blood Ginseng was already sufficient for his cultivation.

Seeing Zhu Fei say this, the serious expression on Song Yan’s face did not diminish but became even more intense.

He suddenly clasped his fist towards Zhu Fei and then said, "Regardless, Young friend Zhu Fei, I have taken note of this favor."

"To be so forthright and genuine, I only have respect for you. I believe that no one else would be as sincere as you."

Song Yan’s words left Zhu Fei somewhat speechless.

Old Song really thought too highly of him.

If this matter hadn’t concerned Qiu Ruoxue’s grandfather, Zhu Fei probably wouldn’t have been so eager to help.

However, seeing that Song Yan was insistent, Zhu Fei did not say more but nodded and replied, "In that case, I will start detoxifying Elder Qiu now."

"Once we are done here, I will go back and bring the Red Blood Ginseng for further treatment."

After a brief pause, Zhu Fei added, "I also need you two elders to fetch some silver needles for me. Please be silent during the process and ensure that no outsiders disturb me."

Previously, Zhu Fei had used all the silver needles he had on soldiers, so now he needed to ask for more from them.

"Sure, that’s no problem."

Old Song and Old Meng nodded in agreement.

Then, the two of them stepped out of the sickroom and went to give orders to the people outside.

"Thank you, Zhu Fei."

At that moment, Qiu Ruoxue suddenly approached Zhu Fei, her tone filled with immense gratitude.

Having heard about the Red Blood Ginseng, Qiu Ruoxue’s heart was filled with gratitude and deep emotion for Zhu Fei.

But she was not good with words. Other than deeply remembering his kindness and emotion, all she could do was once again say "thank you."

Zhu Fei didn’t mind much, as helping his friends within his capacity was natural for him.

Thus, the next second, Zhu Fei just smiled lightly and said, "Don’t worry about it," and then said no more.

However, this demeanor of Zhu Fei, seen in Qiu Ruoxue’s eyes, inadvertently increased her fondness for him.

After all, she knew her own situation well. If any other man had been in Zhu Fei’s place with such an opportunity to display kindness, he would probably have boasted excessively about it, wouldn’t he? Who else would keep it so breezy like Zhu Fei?

With a click —

At that moment, Song Yan and Mr. Meng came in holding several needle boxes from outside.

"Young friend Zhu Fei, I’ve instructed the people outside so that no one will disturb you. I didn’t know what kind of silver needles you needed, so Old Meng and I have prepared various types for you. Shall we start now?"

Song Yan said, placing all the needle boxes on a table nearby with Mr. Meng.

"Yes, we can begin."

Zhu Fei nodded, picked some silver needles from the table, and swiftly pulled out the tubes from Mr. Qiu’s body.

In the next second, seven or eight silver needles were rapidly inserted into various major acupoints on Mr. Qiu’s body.

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