369: C369 Angry Wei Ying

C369 Angry Wei Ying

Seeing Wu Chengping gradually calming down on the sickbed, Wu Tie heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that the Soul-Fixation Needle had succeeded. As long as the poison in Wu Chengping's body was detoxified, he would naturally wake up.

"Elder Huang, don't worry. This Soul Securing Needle is your ultimate technique. I swear that I won't pass it on to another person."

On the other end of the phone, Elder Huang looked at Zhao Feng's pale face, smiled and waved his hand: "Don't, you can't let him lose this Soul Securing Needle. Otherwise, I will shame my ancestors! If you have a suitable candidate, pass it on to him! "

When he said this, Zhao Feng felt deep veneration for him. Honestly speaking, although he wasn't envious of the supreme skill, the Soul-Fixation Needle, he never thought that he would learn it.

"Elder Huang, don't worry. I definitely won't let this ultimate skill be lost."

The level of the Soul-Fixation Needle required was very high. Can't you see that Huang Wenkang, who had studied the art of healing his entire life, was unable to use it?

Elder Huang had taught him a unique skill, but had also given him a responsibility.

Just as Huang Wenkang hung up the phone, someone knocked on the ward door, "Zhao Feng, the Xu Family's Patriarch has sent someone else a coffin fungus, what should we do?"

When Zhao Feng heard this, he instantly let out a breath of relief. Although the Soul-Fixation Needle could guarantee that he wouldn't die for a while, it definitely wouldn't be for long. At most, three hours.

If he couldn't get the coffin fungus during this period of time, it could only be said that Wu Chengping didn't have the luck to live on.

"Hurry up and bring it in, I want to make some medicine."

The antidote would take some time to concoct, so Zhao Feng did not dare to delay at all.

She quickly opened the door and found Nie Qianyan waiting anxiously with a coffin fungus about the size of a human head in her hand.

Huang Wenkang had already used facts to prove that Zhao Feng was right. This matter was related to his husband's life, so he didn't dare to delay it.

As a result, Zhao Feng did not dare to waste any time with the coffin fungus.

On a nearby table, he began preparing the medicine.

When the antidote was given to Wu Chengping to show, Zhao Feng saw that Wu Chengping's face gradually lost its black color. Then, he relaxed and went to get his pulse.

"Alright, the poison has been expelled. The rest is up to you guys. Don't let Ye Yingcai or anyone else near this place."

He had already reached his limit. He hadn't slept for the entire night. In addition, he had just used the Soul-Fixation Needle. He had expended too much energy, so he urgently needed to rest.

Nie Qianyan nodded her head repeatedly. At this moment, she already believed that Zhao Feng wasn't lying.

And the one who did all of this was her devoted son, Ye Yingcai.

Wu Zixia looked at Zhao Feng who was walking around and couldn't help but say, "Why don't I send you back? Is there really nothing wrong with you like this? "

Zhao Feng smiled and waved his hand. "I..."

Before he could finish his words, his vision went dark, followed by a sense of weightlessness.

Wu Zixia immediately caught him, "I'll send Zhao Feng over to my place to rest first. Father's side will depend on you guys."

Saying that, she carried Zhao Feng on her back and walked out without waiting for Nie Qianyan's reply.

Zhao Feng was not heavy, but he was definitely not light either. Towards a woman who was used to living like a prince, Zhao Feng's weight was like a mountain.

But no matter what, she could only grit her teeth and continue forward.

"..."

When Zhao Feng woke up again, it was already evening.

There was only the sound of regular breathing.

Just as he was about to get off the bed to drink some water, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Wasn't Wei Ying sleeping with Chu Yao again? Who was that beside him?

Zhao Feng took out his phone from his pocket. Using the light from the screen, he saw that the woman lying beside him was Wu Zixia.

This was not his house, but a hotel.

Zhao Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Originally, Wei Ying was already sulking because of what happened yesterday.

What would he think if he saw Wu Zixia sending him home again?

Gingerly getting off the bed, Zhao Feng decided to find a place to spend the night. When he wasn't awake, he could sleep with Wu Zixia.

However, since he was conscious now, he couldn't do so anymore. He couldn't let this go easily. Furthermore, he wasn't Wu Zixia's good person either. It would be better to cut off their relationship as soon as possible.

However, the moment he stood up, Wu Zixia seemed to feel something and directly opened her eyes, hugging Zhao Feng who was about to leave.

"Where are you going so late?" "Stay here."

Zhao

Fern swallowed her saliva and quickly changed the topic. "Yes, I'm not leaving. I just want to go to the washroom. How is Uncle doing?"

Wu Zixia panicked. She didn't expect Zhao Feng to be going to the toilet. Didn't her words just now …?

He quickly let go, "I … "My father was fine. He woke up in the morning and then they said that he had to go back to recuperate. By the afternoon, he had already left."

Gone? Zhao Feng was stunned. He had thought that since things had come to this point and everything was clear, Wu Chengping or Nie Qianyan would deal with Ye Yingcai.

He had not expected such a thing to happen. He did not believe that Nie Qianyan did not have a trace of selfishness in her.

However, it was no wonder that after so many years, the relationship between mother and son, although weak, did not disappear just like that. Nie Qianyan would run away from this matter.

Although it seemed like a surprise, it was within reason.

As she watched Zhao Feng's back gradually disappear from her sight, Wu Zixia directly covered herself in the blanket.

"Wu Zixia …"

How can you say that? "

If Zhao Feng could see this scene, he would definitely be shocked. Was this still the Wu Zixia he knew? He had lost his usual intelligence.

However, he did not have the chance. Going to the toilet was fake, leaving was real.

When he returned to the mansion in the dark of the night, Zhao Feng pushed open the door softly. There was still a faint light shining in the living room, and a TV show was playing.

Wei Ying was lying on the sofa, already asleep with a tear hanging from the corner of her eye. It was hard to tell if it was because she was having a nightmare or something else.

Zhao Feng walked to the sofa softly and turned off the TV. He carefully carried Wei Ying and wanted to take her back to her room.

However, it woke her up.

"Who?"

"Don't be afraid.

I'm back. "

Wei Ying snorted coldly and struggled out of Zhao Feng's embrace.2

"What are you doing back here? Come with that Wu Zixia of yours!" She has a deep background that I can't compare to. "

Hearing that, Zhao Feng knew that Wei Ying was angry because of what happened yesterday. He quickly comforted her, "We really didn't have anything to do. We just went over to help out. Believe me!"

Wei Ying immediately pushed it towards Zhao Feng: "Zhao Feng, don't think of me as an idiot, why don't you help? help get married, help be a husband? "

Zhao Feng was caught off guard and was kicked right under the sofa by Wei Ying. Inwardly, he was a little angry and his tone became heavier.

"This is just your guess. Do you really have to think of me as that kind of person?"

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