Several other medical masters had a little knowledge of his medical skills. They knew that this kind of medicine jar was most grounded. They didn't say much. They just raised their sleeves together to cover their nose.

Hua's uncle and nephew had never seen such a situation before. He was so dizzy by the sour smell that he almost vomited out the meal overnight.

"Master Yan, do you have to?" Ke yun'an's face was also smoked green, and he asked with fear.

"If I'm not wrong, yuanzhengda was injured by a very thin sting. The sting itself is not overbearing, and its toxicity is not too strong. But later, yuanzhengda destroyed it with holy Qi, and the sting exploded. Now it's turned into thousands of fine stings. The toxicity is also stimulated to the extreme by yuanzhengda's holy Qi, There is no obstacle to the heart, the only way to resolve the toxicity is to fight the poison with poison. " Master Yan said.

Hua Qianfeng looks at master Yan in surprise. The old man's medical skills really have two brushes. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he says it word for word. He's just amazing to master Yan.

Ke yun'an subconsciously looks at Hua Qianfeng. Seeing that look, he knows that master Yan's guess is completely right. Of course, it's hard to say anything more.

Master Yan found some medicinal materials and threw them into the medicine jar. While boiling the soup, he took out the medicine stick like a excrement stirring stick and stirred it up. As a result, the smell in the hall became more sour.

"Er, er, er..." there was a sound of retching all around.

"Come and help me. Let's drink the soup first." Master Yan said to Ke Yunan.

Several people came forward and tried to open Shen Zhengxing's mouth. However, the president of the hospital once suffered. This time, he would rather die than surrender. He tried his best to bite his teeth.

"Let me do it." Master Yan gave a big drink, and his left hand pinched it. He opened the chin of Yuanzheng, and his right hand thrust the bamboo tube into his mouth. Then he poured down the medicine soup.

"Er..." the poor master turned his eyes and made a long retching sound in his throat.

"I'm going to put the needle. You tie him first." Several times after filling the soup, master Yan took out the golden awl with thick sole.

At the sight of this, Shen Zhengxing, who was already as angry as a gossamer, did not know where the strength came from. He struggled hard, but Ke Yunan and others could not hold him.

"Well, I'll do it." Master Yan was ready to put the needle, but he stopped, took out a thick black rope and came forward with the golden awl in his mouth. This time, his preparation was obviously much better, and his appearance was much more fierce.

Without the help of Ke yun'an, master Yan stepped on Shen Zhengxing's chest, holding the black rope in both hands and tossing up and down. Just for a moment, he tied Shen Zhengxing up like a fat pig. Finally, he took the golden awl in his mouth and made a few fierce gestures around his neck.

"Master Yan, this is to cure the wound and poison for the chief of the hospital, not to kill the pig." Ke yun'an can't help but think of cattle veterinarian in addition to the sideline of killing pigs, careful to remind.

"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't say it." Master Yan patted his head, took out a rag and put it in Shen Zhengxing's mouth. Then he stabbed Shen Zhengxing with an awl.

"Well..." Shen Zhengxing kicks his legs and utters a cry of grief from his nostrils. His eyes also shed tears of grief and despair

Gu Fenghua and others who watched this scene were stunned and even more thrilled.