C437 seven insects and seven flowers

No matter what the price was, there was no bargaining. This time, everyone in the coach was shocked. Would this old man even take the several hundred million that Zhao Qiang offered?

The pretty girl beside the old man looked at Zhao Qiang with a complicated expression. In her opinion, Zhao Qiang would definitely ask for an exorbitant price. After all, who would miss such a great opportunity?

Zhao Qiang looked at Lan Yuyan, then looked at the old man, and shook his head: "I am not selling."

The old man did not expect Zhao Qiang to reject him so quickly. He took two steps forward and said, "Little brother, do you want to reconsider? You name your price, I'll get someone to transfer the funds to you right away. "

Hearing this, the surrounding people started to discuss with each other. Oh my god! If it were them, they would have agreed without thinking. After all, the moment they opened their mouths, it would be tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

"There's no need to think about it. I'm not selling it because this is a gift from me."

Zhao Qiang laughed and pushed the painting to Lan Yuyan: "This is my first time painting, and I'm giving it to you as a gift."

Lan Yuyan and the old man exclaimed at the same time. The former was because they were shocked that Zhao Qiang did not want to sell her the painting, and the latter was because of Zhao Qiang painting for the first time.

She never thought that Zhao Qiang would reject the sky-high price trade because he wanted to give the painting to the woman beside him. If someone had told her about this before, she definitely wouldn't believe it, but now that she saw it with her own eyes, it would be hard for her to not believe it.

"Yuyan, what are you waiting for?" If you don't accept, then I'll tear the painting apart! "

Lan Yuyan regained her senses and looked strangely at Zhao Qiang, carefully putting away the painting. Although she and Zhao Qiang were fighting, she was not stupid enough to let Zhao Qiang destroy the divine work.

The old man let out a long sigh. "Little brother, you're such a sentimental man. Sorry to disturb you."

After saying that, he winked at the pretty girl beside him, and with her support, he walked away.

After walking a few steps, the old man suddenly cried out in pain and fainted on the ground.

The pretty girl was frightened to death as she squatted on the ground and shook the old man: "Grandfather, what's wrong? "Don't scare me, wake up …"

Zhao Qiang walked up and whispered, "If you don't want something to happen to your grandfather, then don't touch him."

The pretty girl was stunned when she heard this. She turned her head and asked Zhao Qiang, "Can you help my grandpa?"

Zhao Qiang nodded and squatted down to examine the old man. With a frown, he picked up the old man and said, "Follow me."

"Alright." The pretty girl nodded her head repeatedly. There was no doctor on the train, so the only thing she could rely on was Zhao Qiang.

Zhao Qiang asked the attendant to explain the situation to him and he quickly arranged a box with a good environment.

"You two, stand guard at the door. No one is allowed to enter without my permission."

The pretty girl wanted to beg Zhao Qiang to watch from the side, but when she met Zhao Qiang's gaze, she did not dare to say it out loud. To be honest, this was the first time she had seen such a tyrannical man.

Zhao Qiang placed the old man on the bed. To be more accurate, the old man had been poisoned by a colourless and tasteless poison called the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers.

He took off the old man's shirt and took out the silver needle box. With a wave of his hands, seven silver needles of different lengths swiftly pierced the old man's vital points.

Zhao Qiang used the secret technique recorded in the《 Heavenly Book of Medicine》 and slowly inputted spiritual energy into the old man to detoxify the poison.

After an unknown period of time.

The old man's face alternated between white and black. Wisps of smoke were emitted from the top of his head and his body was emitting a peculiar smell.

About an hour later.

With a low growl, he raised his right hand. Seven silver needles of varying lengths flew out from his body and fell into the box. In the end, he aimed at the old man's back and clapped twice.

Heh heh.

The old man could not help but spit out two mouthfuls of black blood, and his complexion gradually returned to normal. After a minute or two, he slowly woke up.

Zhao Qiang took out a medicinal pill and passed it to the old man. "Take this."

The old man was stunned for a moment. He ate the pill without thinking. Suddenly, the pill turned into a stream of heat that flowed through his body. His eyes widened in surprise as he became even more curious about Zhao Qiang.

Zhao Qiang shouted towards the door, "You can come in now."

The pretty girl immediately ran in excitedly. Seeing that the old man had woken up, she calmed down and said, "Grandfather, you suddenly fainted just now and scared me to death. Fortunately, this mister saved you."

The old man nodded and bowed respectfully to Zhao Qiang, "Thank you for saving me. If I'm not wrong, will Mister Zhao Dan Ming be as strong as you are?"

"How do you know?"

The old man saw that his guess was correct and forced himself to calm down: "Mr. Zhao, my name is Tang Jianfeng, Nan Yunshan and I have been friends for many years, he has told me about the matters of the Mr. Zhao, at this age, other than the Mr. Zhao, I really can't think of anyone else who has such unfathomable medical skills."

The people who casually saved people on the train were all old friends of Nan Yunshan. Amongst all the people he knew, he was the most grateful towards Nan Yunshan, because the mysterious badge that the other party gave him not only contained an astonishing secret, but also saved his life in the great battle with the Ice Berserk.

"Since you are a friend of the Southern elder, there is no need to thank me."

Tang Jianfeng nodded, and pointed to the pretty girl: "This is my granddaughter, Tang Yunshui."

She and Nan Xiuxiu had known each other since childhood. The last time they met, the person Nan Xiuxiu talked about the most was Zhao Qiang, and he praised Zhao Qiang to the point that there was nothing in the sky or in the earth.

At that time, Tang Yunshui had already been wondering who exactly Zhao Qiang was. How did he make Nan Xiuxiu become like this? Now that he saw Zhao Qiang, Tang Yunshui understood that Zhao Qiang was indeed an exceptional man.

"Miss Tang, go tell the big sister that I just gave the painting to you that I'll be back soon. I'll talk to your grandpa for a bit."

"Alright."

Tang Jianfeng sent Tang Yunshui off with his eyes, and said with a stern expression: "Mr. Zhao, keep my granddaughter away, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Zhao Qiang nodded, "To be honest, it's not that you're sick, but you've been poisoned. It's a chronic poison called the Seven Insects, Seven Flowers, and Seven Flavors. According to the poison, you've been poisoned for a month."

Ah!" Tang Jian Feng cried out in shock. He had always paid attention to his diet, so only the people around him could poison him for a month without him noticing. Tang Jian Feng frowned as he thought of a possibility.

Zhao Qiang knew what Tang Jianfeng was thinking. Indeed, being betrayed by someone close to him was a very cruel thing.