"What? You want to cure the old man?"

"The old man has been poisoned by arsenic. The experts have come to see him. There is no doubt that he will die!"

"You think you are a miracle doctor!"

The crowd jeered.

Jiangbeichen said lightly, "if it can be cured, I have to see someone again!"

The second and third masters exchanged eyes.

At this time, the Third Master said: "boy, we don't want to mess with you. Did we let you see the eldest brother, and you gave up your heart and took the initiative to leave? If you promised to leave after seeing him, we might as well let you meet!"

In their opinion, what can jiangbeichen do when he meets zhaojianting?

Experts say it can't be cured. Can this boy be cured?

They don't believe it!

Jiangbeichen saw their thoughts clearly and said quietly, "I can guarantee that if I can't cure master Zhao, I'll turn around and leave. I won't interfere with your Zhao family any more!"

"Well, you said it!"

The second master quickly waved his hand.

After a while, several servants came in with a stretcher.

On the stretcher, naturally, was the terminally ill zhaojianting.

At the moment, zhaojianting looked incomparably old, his face was dark, and he was dead, as if he had already died.

Jiangbeichen hurried forward to check, and found that zhaojianting was really bad at the moment. Unexpectedly, there was only one breath left. On his deathbed, he even stretched out his hand slightly and grasped jiangbeichen's wrist.

Jiangbeichen sighed, "what kind of perseverance has made you persist until now? Can't let go of your granddaughter, or are you waiting for me? Hmm?"

As soon as the voice fell, zhaojianting's big hand slipped down in an instant!

"Grandpa!!" Zhaotiantian immediately pounced on her and began to wail.

There is no sadness among the people around.

The two brothers of zhaojianting seemed relieved.

They are waiting for zhaojianting to die, so that zhaotiantian's accusation will die. They can inherit the property of the Zhao family in good faith!

"Brother Jiang, my grandpa, he, he's gone! Sobbing!" Zhao Tiantian began to cry helplessly.

Jiangbeichen patted her head and comforted her: "don't worry, I'm coming. Your grandpa can't die!"

Oh!

As soon as the words were over, nine silver needles suddenly appeared in his palm and spun wildly.

His hand shook slightly, and nine silver needles flew towards zhaojianting in an instant, and he kept walking.

Poof!

Then jiangbeichen spat out a mouthful of blood and poured into the silver needle.

Heart blood!

you 're right!

What he did was the nine evils of immortality!

Dead people, of course, have to use the law against heaven!

But now Jiang Beichen's skill is back to its peak. He won't lose his vitality if he uses nine inverses!

At this moment, the Zhao family around them were stunned.

This, this is a special film effect, right?

What a bluff!

The second and third masters couldn't help feeling a little jumpy.

They even regretted that they promised jiangbeichen to detoxify zhaojianting, but it was too late for them to stop.

A quarter of an hour later, jiangbeichen slowly breathed out his breath and began to finish his work.

Zhaojianting's face was also ruddy, but at the moment, there still seemed to be no sign of waking up.