Chapter 1266

On the contrary, Shang Yushan was provoked to laugh by Fu Wenqing's words, "I don't know what you think, but I know that if you leave now, you can only live for half a month."

Fu Wen raised his head and thought to himself about the research progress of Zhiyuan medicine. "Half a month is enough."

"Then you will be dead, too." Shang Yushan said bitterly.

Fu Wenqing changed his clothes and came to the door of the ward.

Holding the handle of the door, Fu Wenqing didn't look back, but said: "it's enough to complete the research of this medicine before death."

Shang Yushan shakes his head. Although Fu Wenqing can get a lot, death will take away all he has.

On this point, Shang Yushan did not envy Fu Wenqing.

After all, when people die, everything is gone.

Without hesitation, Fu Wenqing opened the door of the ward.

Then he saw a young man standing outside the ward.

"How could you die?" The man's face was as cold as ever.

"Han Zhen!" Fu Wenqing did not care about the man's cold tone, but showed a surprise.

The reason why Fu Wenqing wants to insist is that he has not heard from Han Zhen. When he may not be able to continue to insist, Fu Wenqing only wants to complete Han Zhen's instructions in the last stage of his life.

Shang Yushan saw Han Zhen outside the ward, but he was stunned, "who are you? What are you doing here? "

Fu Wenqing saw Han Zhen, his heart completely down, "he came to save me!"

Seeing Han Zhen's young appearance, Shang Yushan had a hundred disbelief in his heart. Fu Wenqing's situation has been consulted by famous medical experts in Jiangnan Province, but no one's plan has worked.

How can we let others help us at will.

Han Zhen ignored Shang Yushan. He and Mo Jingchen came to see Fu Wenqing.

At present, Han Zhen's eyes are shining, and Fu Wenqing's injuries have been seen. Fu Wenqing's physical injury seems not serious.

However, the key point is that there is a strange black gas in the wound, which nibbles Fu Wenqing's essence and prevents the wound from getting better.

It is also because of this black gas that doctors can not treat the injury thoroughly.

However, this is nothing for Han Zhen.

Han Zhen cold hum, right hand out, with a move. A strange black air gushed from Fu Wenqing's wound.

Han Zhen explored it carefully with his true Qi, but found that this kind of strength was different from the Chinese cultivation method. It's like the power controlled by some races with dark talents in the starry sky.

Although these dark gifted races are powerful, they can't be compared with the power gained by the practitioners.

Han Zhen's right hand gently grip, a bright light suddenly lit up, and then was Han Zhen a palm cover.

The power of darkness was completely destroyed by Han Zhen.

The root of Fu Wenqing's illness for many days disappeared completely.

Han Zhen turns it over and takes out a Zhiyuan pill. This is the Zhiyuan pill that Han Zhen hasn't used up after refining the pill.

Han Zhen handed Fu Wenqing, "take it."

Fu Wenqing took the pill in both hands. When he saw that it was Zhiyuan pill collected in the laboratory, his palms trembled, "Zhiyuan pill, how can this be done?"

"Why not?" Han Zhen said, "if I don't let you die, you won't die!"