Chen Ruofu said, "Junior brother, then, let's go in and take a look." Han Yiming saw his expression and knew that he had something to say, so he didn't say anything. Chen Ruofu said, "We can only look from afar, give them the medicine, and let them go to apply medicine to Senior Brother Fang and decoct the medicine. Even if it is cured under their hands, it has nothing to do with us, and we can't get rid of it. It's better for us to stop curing it. Standing far away, just take a goodbye to Senior Brother Fang. One encounter is fate, and it should be said goodbye!" Before he finished speaking, one person rushed to them and shouted, "What are you saying? If my senior brother has three goals, I will never finish it with you!"

The one who rushed forward was Song Chuqun! His face was flushed with a slight slight and his face was flushed. Chen Ruofu said, "Anyway, you are destined to be with us, and I don't care about offending you once more. Your senior brother, I mean to save him, but now after hearing what you say, I think you can't save him. Anyway, it's not that I bit him, and I don't owe him anything. Why do I have to save him? Besides, I can't fall into nothing if I save him. If you save him, you will hate me to the core. It's better not to save him!" Song Chuqun was not as clever as Chen Ruofu, and he was so clever that he could not refute him!

Qian Ruohua was speechless and said a little, and he was just embarrassed. Han Yiming felt a vent of anger, but heard a calm voice behind him saying, "Junior Brother Chen, you can't say that. We are all fellow practitioners. As the saying goes, you have to look at Buddha's faces if you don't look at monks, right? Even if you are looking at me, helping and saving Junior Brother Fang, it is also your benefit!" Han and Chen looked back and saw Liu Chenxing walked out of nowhere and walked behind them!

Han and Chen bowed and said, "Senior Brother Liu." Liu Chenxing smiled and said, "Senior Brother Xie? I have never met him sometimes?" Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu both said, "Thank you for your concern, we are very good at thanking you!" Liu Chenxing said, "I'm sorry, the two junior brothers are running for the time. Since you are coming later, what kind of treatment can you bring to you first?" Han Yiming took out the small bottle and the several herbs that were wilted from his arms and said, "Senior Brother Xie asked us to bring us with the medicine that was taken internally and externally..." Before he finished speaking, Song Chuqun had already taken the bottle and herbs over and said, "Is that all?"

Han Yiming disliked this person very much, so he stopped his mouth. Seeing his expression, he didn't believe that this small bottle could save them. Song Chuqun said, "This is not a poison, my senior brother..." Chen Ruofu didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and he had already coldly said, "So what if it's a poison? Anyway, your senior brother has been like this by you. If you add another poison, it's just a death. What are you afraid of? Could it be that he can die twice?"

Song Chuqun was furious, clenched his fists with both hands, and was about to pounce. Han Yiming couldn't help but say, "There is only one portion of this medicine. If you crush it, your senior brother Fang's life will be... His life is in your hands, you can't blame us!" Song Chuqun's face turned purple, and his teeth were biting, but he didn't dare to rush over easily, and his hand couldn't help but relax. It was still the disciple named Qian who reached out to hold the herbs and the bottle in his hand, and asked, "Which internally take? Which externally apply?" Han Yiming taught them according to what Senior Brother Xie said, the disciple surnamed Qian said, "You know what you understand, go do it quickly." Song Chuqun still said, "If this is poison..."

Chen Ruofu was very impatient and said, "This is a poison, let's not fight. If you like it, it's a death that will be dead, and it's a death that will be dead again!" Song Chuqun was still trying to give up, but Qian Ruohua had already shouted decisively: "Junior Brother Song! Go out for me!" Song Chuqun heard his stern scolding. Although he was not angry, he did not dare to delay any longer and ran out.

Qian Ruohua changed his smile and said, "My junior brother is the most stupid. Even in front of my master, he is the same. I hope the two junior brothers don't have the same knowledge as him." Chen Ruofu and Han Yiming didn't say anything, and the disciple surnamed Qian said, "Senior Brother Liu, please sit down. Let's see when we treat Senior Brother Fang's injuries, and thank you again!" Liu Chenxing just smiled.

Soon, Song Chuqun brought two disciples in, one of whom came in with a large bowl of water. The water was slightly green in color, and it was water made of the herbs. The other used a wooden plate to carry a small bottle and a shallow dish. It had been heated up from the water and was used to apply it to Senior Brother Fang.

Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu both made way. Although Senior Brother Fang looked really pitiful, when they brought the medicine over, they felt that they had done their duty as a fellow disciple. As for applying medicine, they didn’t have to do it themselves. Senior Brother Fang has many junior brothers with him, and it seems that feeding medicine is not related to Lingshan’s business.

The disciple who came in with a bowl of potion put the bowl in his hand on the table by the window and said, "It's so hot, Senior Brother Song, wait for the cold to cool and then bring it to Senior Brother Fang!" The disciple who came in with a wooden plate said, "Senior Brother, this is just warm." Song Chuqun hurriedly said, "Pop out quickly! Apply it to Senior Brother!" As he said, he took the small bottle, pulled out the bottle cap, and poured it towards the small plate next to him.

The thick oil flowed out of the bottle, and it was very slow. It looked very thick and had a variety of colors, as if a variety of oils were mixed together. Some were dark, some were light, some were brown, some were dark green, and there was a transparent stream like water in it. Song Chuqun was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyes to look at Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu. He was a person who did not hide his worries. In this look, he was full of suspicion. His huge whites and small black pupils became more and more cunning. Han Yiming and Chen Ruofu clearly saw it, but they didn't make any sound. Song Chuqun stretched out a short and thick finger and stirred the oil in the shallow dish, but still couldn't mix them together. The oil in the shallow dish was still diverse in color, like strands of colorful threads embedded together.

Song Chuqun said, "This is not a poison?" Qian Ruohua shouted impatiently, "Junior Brother Song, what are you saying?" But he could no longer suppress Chen Ruofu's rebuttal. Chen Ruofu said, "Hey, you guessed it very much. I have said it just now, this is poison! I took it to poison your Senior Brother Fang! What do you do to me?" He spoke sharply, and Song Chuqun was not his opponent. He hit a nail and had to keep silent and stare at the two of them. He was quite threatening. He held the small shallow plate in his palm, walked to the bed and lifted up the green cloth tent, dipped his fingers in the shallow plate, and then applied it to the spread flesh of Senior Brother Fang lying on the bed.

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Chapter completed!