Jiang Xing laughed wildly with smugness and disdain: "Assassinate me? Haha, how arrogant! You are a human being. Even if I give you ten daggers, I'm afraid you can't hurt me. You might as well save your energy and commit suicide."
Jiang Xing's words caused the demons to laugh and talk about it.
"This human is so arrogant. He dares to speak to the general like this."
“Disrespectful and ignorant.”
"If it weren't for him wanting to treat the young master, I would have killed him long ago."
After the young master took the green pill, his body kept shaking like sifting beans. Most of the demons had serious expressions on their faces. They stared at the young master and Ye Feng at the same time. As long as there was anything wrong with the young master, they would settle the score with Ye Feng.
After trembling for a while, the young master suddenly relaxed and gently closed his eyes, as if he was dead.
At this time, the young master had been severely poisoned, and most of his organs had entered a state of suspended animation, even the magic energy in his magic core had disappeared.
The poisonous insect also fell off the magic core, drilled into the blood, and attempted to leave the young master's body.
However, the insect was also affected by the poison and floated in the blood.
Ye Feng had been holding Jiang Xing's sharp dagger and lightly slashed the young master's chest. A stream of black blood flowed out of the wound.
Ye Feng's hands were quick, and just when the poisonous insect was startled, he lightly lifted the blade of the knife, and the black poisonous insect the size of a grain of rice was attracted to the tip of the knife and stuck out of the blood vessel.
Ye Feng threw the sharp dagger fiercely, and the sharp dagger pierced deeply into the gold-inlaid headboard like cutting tofu, with almost no handle left.
Then Ye Feng pretended to take out a white detoxification pill the size of a grain of rice from his arms and stuffed it directly into the young master's mouth.
"It's done. I'm so tired. I need to drink some water."
After saying that, Ye Feng ignored Lord Jiang Zhong, General Jiang Xing, the chief steward and the others, and walked straight to the table, picked up a pot of water on the table and drank it himself.
Looking at the young master lying motionless on the bed with blood on his chest, Jiang Zhong was a little disappointed and stared at Ye Feng with a look of humiliation.
"Why is my son motionless? Did you poison him to death?"
Uncle Bao also stared closely at the young master who had entered a state of suspended death, with big beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead. If the young master was not detoxified and revived in time, the suspended death would turn into real death.
Ye Feng, however, looked indifferent. He just drank water and didn't even look at the young man on the bed.
Just when Jiang Xing was about to pull out the dagger from the bedside, the young master suddenly opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and widened his eyes, his eyes full of fear, as if he had been through the gates of hell.
Seeing his son wake up, Jiang Zhong quickly picked him up.
The young master was skinny and as light as cotton. Although the knife wound on his chest was narrow, he was still bleeding.
"Dad, I want some water."
Several servants who had been waiting nearby quickly brought over the kettle and gave the young master some water.
Jiang Zhong was surprised to hear his son calling him "Dad". His son's voice was much louder than before. He hadn't even spoken for a month. Every time he pointed at the kettle weakly, indicating that he wanted to drink water.
Ye Feng smiled and said to Jiang Xing: "Be careful, there is a black poisonous insect on the tip of the knife. This is not an ordinary poisonous insect, but a poisonous insect specially cultivated for you demons. Even if your demon essence reaches the sixth level, you can still be affected."
The general was really afraid that he would become like the young master, so he held the hilt of the sword and did not dare to pull it out.
He gritted his teeth and carefully pulled the knife from the bedside. He saw a black bug the size of a grain of rice stuck on the tip of the dagger. If Ye Feng hadn't said it was a poisonous insect, he would not have taken the black bug seriously at all.
He still liked this dagger quite a bit and didn't want to throw it away because of the black poisonous insect.
He asked Ye Feng: "Then how do we deal with this poisonous insect?"
"Find a bowl of white vinegar, put it in, and it will drown in a while."
The chief steward ordered the servant, "Come here, find some hemostatic medicine, wipe the blood on the young master's chest and apply the medicine."
Without the invasion of the poisonous insect, the young master looked much better. The antidote given by Ye Feng contained some strengthening and nourishing properties, and it also allowed his magic core to quickly regain some vitality.
The young master is a child after all, and his recovery ability is particularly strong. After the magic core started working again, it began to spew out the magic energy needed by the body, nourishing his weak body.
He opened his big watery eyes and asked, "Dad, what's wrong with me? I'm so hungry. Did I sleep for too long? I want to eat."
The butler quickly ordered the servants to prepare food for the young master.
Seeing his son come back to life, Jiang Zhong laughed out loud. His wariness and unhappiness towards Ye Feng disappeared, and his expression became respectful.
"I didn't expect that a human doctor like you could actually cure us demons. Your medical skills are truly superb."
Uncle Bao smiled and said, "In fact, medical skills do not discriminate by race."
The chief steward glanced at Ye Feng and said: "It does not matter what race you are, but you have to reach a certain level to be able to do so."
Ye Feng smiled and said, "That's right, Mr. General Manager is right."
"Doctor Ye, can you come with me for a moment?"
Jiang Zhong and the chief steward led Ye Feng and Uncle Bao to a study room nearby.
Jiang Zhong said politely, "Doctors, please take a seat."
Uncle Bao and Ye Feng looked at each other and sat on the sofa in the study.
The chief steward asked a servant to pour a cup of tea for Ye Feng and Uncle Bao.
When the servant poured tea for Ye Feng, he recognized that Ye Feng and Uncle Bao were humans, and his eyes were full of envy. He did not expect that the lord would let humans sit in his study and give them tea.
Jiang Zhong's face was serious, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Doctor Ye, can you tell me who put the poisonous insect in my child?"
Ye Feng took a sip of tea. The tea from the demon world had a fishy smell and was not as delicious as his own Longjing tea.
Ye Feng said disapprovingly: "The demons may not have such abilities. This kind of poisonous insect is actually very intelligent. I feel like it was done by the demons."
Uncle Bao just drank tea and didn't say anything. If he said one wrong word when talking to the demon lord, he might be killed. He didn't expect Ye Feng to be so direct and drag the demon people into it.
In Mojiang City, the eastern district is the territory of the demons, the western district is where humans gather, and the southern district is mostly the territory of the monsters.
After Ye Feng said this, he was afraid that the demon people in Mojiang City would suffer.
Ye Feng's words made Jiang Zhong and the chief steward fall into deep thought, and they looked at each other.
The chief steward seemed to have realized something and said, "What Doctor Ye said reminded me that half a year ago, the Lord and the young master went to the South District to buy something. Do you remember?"