Nalan Zhengze suddenly stood up from the ground, ignoring the pain in his chest, and hurried towards his study.
After entering the underground cave, the figure seen was still curled up on the ground wearing a helmet, without any change.
Nalan Zhengze thought of the humiliation he had just suffered, and suddenly became furious.
"Why? Why on earth did the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng Pill become ineffective?! Is it you, a bitch, who is causing all this trouble?!"
Nalan Zhengze took a whip and whipped the "medicine man" in the cave.
The barbed whip hit the medicine man again and again, causing him to scream in pain.
But Nalan Zhengze still didn't feel relieved. He walked forward and stomped hard on the "medicine man's" shin bone, breaking it.
Amidst the crisp clicking sounds, the "medicine man" let out a shrill howl, and the sound made the entire iron helmet buzz.
Nalan Zhengze finally felt a little relieved. He threw away the whip and sneered, "You'd better pray that your blood is still useful, otherwise, I will make you, a bastard, wish you were dead!"
After saying that, he picked up the knife and cut open the "medicine man's" arm, and blood gushed out into the porcelain bowl.
But this time, Nalan Zhengze deliberately used his spiritual power to investigate, and he found that the blood indeed no longer had the rich life force it once had.
Moreover, the wound on the arm of this "medicine man" could have healed in one night at most, but after using the golden wound medicine and several days, it has not healed yet.
Could it be that the blood of the "medicine man" really laughed? No... No, this is absolutely impossible!
Nalan Zhengze took the bowl of blood and went to the backyard without giving up.
He grabbed a servant at random, fed him a poison that would make one a marquis if it came into contact with blood, and then made him drink the blood of the "medicine man".
However, after a few breaths, the servant's eyes rolled back and foam came out of his mouth, he was deader than dead.
This time, Nalan Zhengze was really scared!
The Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng Pill is the foundation of his life. If he loses the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng Pill, how can he, Nalan Zhengze, become famous, how can he gain a foothold in the Medical Association, and how can he become the number one doctor in Jinling Country
Why? Why did the blood that could cure all kinds of poisons become ineffective? Could it be that the beast's special constitution had been exploited too much by him, and now it had finally been worn away and was no longer effective
What would he do in the future? How would he be able to refine the Nine-bend Spiritual Ginseng? How would he support the Nalan family
Also, thinking of the harsh words that Elder Han and the others had said today, and the questioning that he would have to face tomorrow, Nalan Zhengze became panic-stricken and terrified, and for a moment even his body was shaking.
Suddenly, the images of An Lingyue and Nalan Hexi appeared before his eyes.
"An Lingyue's relics!" Nalan Zhengze suddenly came to his senses, "That's right, now the only thing that can save me and the Nalan family is An Lingyue's relics, I must get them!"
He now has no way out, and the only solution is to force Nalan Hexi to hand over the recipe for the top-grade elixir.
That's right, as long as he has the recipe for top-grade elixirs like Yijin Dan, not to mention Elder Han, even the Medical Association will treat him as a guest of honor. By then, what would Jiuqu Lingshen Dan mean to him!
Thinking of this, Nalan Zhengze immediately clapped his hands.
Soon, several guards in black clothes appeared in front of him. These people were the assassins kept by the Nalan family. Although some of them were lost in the investigation of Nalan Hexi some time ago, there were still many who followed Nalan Zhengze. (To be continued)