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"This is?" the old man asked curiously while holding the porcelain bottle carefully.

"Save your life, don't ask any more questions, just drink." Ye Feng waved his hand impatiently and said.

"Oh." Hearing Ye Feng's words, the old man nodded like a chicken pecking rice, looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand with hope, opened the lid, and swallowed it all in one go.

When the old man drank the water with one-fifth of the efficacy of the primary blood-returning elixir, the effect immediately appeared.

The originally pale old man slowly became rosy under the naked eye, and even his skeleton-like body became plump. This is the effect of replenishing the power of qi and blood.

However, after all, this is only one-fifth of the efficacy of the medicine. Although there are some changes, the old man has not been completely cured. After a certain level, it stops and does not change, and the efficacy of the medicine has been used up.

"This... is this true? Am I really recovering?" Of course, the old man himself felt the deepest in his own body. He could clearly feel that the death energy in his body had decreased a lot. At least, his lifespan was definitely not gone. Only half a month.

"Brother, do you still have this potion?" The old man raised his head suddenly, looked at Ye Feng with fiery eyes, and asked eagerly.

Ye Feng raised his eyelids, glanced at him, and said lightly: "No, do you think this kind of potion is easy to prepare? I only have this bottle with me now. If I want to continue to prepare, it will take some time and materials. "

After getting Ye Feng's answer, the old man was a little disappointed, but he said immediately: "Okay, what materials does the little brother need, I will send someone to collect them, and I promise to prepare them as quickly as possible."

This is related to his own life, of course the old man is concerned, saying that he will prepare the materials.

Hearing the old man's words, Ye Feng secretly rejoiced in his heart. Originally, he said this to let the old man help collect materials. Some materials, Ye Feng collected by himself, of course, would be extremely troublesome, but if you give it to the old man, it will be a big business. It is definitely more convenient than his own, and it is also related to the life of the other party. He believes that the old man will definitely collect it carefully.

Of course, among the materials that Ye Feng was going to ask the old man to find, only two were needed for the blood-recovery pills, and Ye Feng had other uses for the other materials, which could be regarded as some interest that Ye Feng had collected.

The expression on Ye Feng's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Then I will write down the names of the medicinal materials, and you can help collect them. After you have collected them, I will prepare the potion to save you."

Ye Feng's answer made the old man happy, and he said quickly: "No problem, don't worry, I will definitely let someone collect it as soon as possible, Lu Yi, go and get the paper and pen."

After being named by the old man, Lu Yi came back to his senses. Just now he was completely shocked by Ye Feng's methods. He has been following the old man. No one knows the situation of the old man better than him, but what people did not expect is that, Ye Feng just took out a small bottle of water and restored the old man to this state. If he did it a few more times, Lu Yi felt that the old man might not be able to recover.

"Why don't you go soon?" Seeing that Lu Yi hadn't moved for a long time, the old man frowned, knocked on the table and said.

"Oh, I'll go right away." At this moment, Lu Yi finally recovered from the shock, nodded quickly, and then quickly left the private room to prepare paper and pens.

"I made my brother laugh." Seeing Lu Yi leave, the old man turned his head to look at Ye Feng and apologized with a smile.

Ye Feng shook his head with a smile, and then said, "By the way, there is one more thing that I almost forgot to mention."

"What's the matter?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, then asked.

"It's also related to your illness. If you don't solve this matter, even if I cure you, it's only a temporary solution, not the root cause. Sooner or later you will still be like this."

"What? Will it recur?" Hearing Ye Feng's words, the old man couldn't sit still immediately, and asked nervously.

Seeing the excited look of the old man, Ye Feng quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, I just need to solve this matter, and you will be fine after I cure you."

"Brother, what's the matter, tell me quickly." The old man valued his own life very much. Hearing Ye Feng's words, he couldn't bear to wait, so he asked Ye Feng.

Ye Feng raised his hand, calmed the old man's emotions, and then said: "Do you still remember how you became what you are now?"

The old man was not stupid either. Hearing Ye Feng's words, he immediately reacted, frowned, and asked, "You mean that thing?"

Ye Feng nodded and said: "That's right, it's that thing. You became like this because you came into contact with it. If you continue to keep it at home, no matter how many times you are cured, it will still be useless."

After listening to Ye Feng's words, the old man showed his thoughts, and a trace of struggle appeared on his face.

That thing, even the old man himself, can see that it is definitely a good thing, but he is not blessed to enjoy it, and staying at home may endanger himself, or even the whole family.

Having figured this out, the old man sighed, and said, "If my brother has a way to deal with this thing, then I'll give him to you, as your reward for saving me?"

"Deal." Just as the old man finished speaking, Ye Feng laughed.

In fact, this was his purpose, but he didn't expect the old man to be so forthright, making up his mind before he opened his mouth.

At this moment, Lu Yi, who left to get the paper and pen, came back.

Put two things in front of Ye Feng.

The old man said: "Brother, write down the names of the materials, and I will have someone collect them as soon as possible."

"Okay." Ye Feng responded, picked up the pen and started writing.

He didn't notice the excitement on Lu Yi's face at all.

Lu Yi was frightened by the old man's address just now. He didn't expect the old man to call Ye Feng his younger brother. Isn't that a generation higher than himself, one more uncle for no reason, and he is still such a young uncle, it is difficult for anyone to accept .

However, in the current situation, he is obviously not allowed to say anything, so he can only stand by the side with a depressed face, watching Ye Feng write vigorously on the paper.

However, when Ye Feng finished writing a piece of paper and picked up the second piece of paper again, the corners of his mouth began to twitch slightly, but he just stood aside and didn't say anything. Depressed, more serious.

In the end, Ye Feng wrote three whole sheets of paper, which were densely packed, like little ants lying on them.

The old man didn't seem to think that there were too many words on it. Instead, he put away the three sheets of paper and handed them to Lu Yi, saying: "Lu Yi, I will leave the above materials to you. speed to collect."

Lu Yi took the paper, glanced at it, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, what is it all about, century-old ginseng, century-old angelica.

However, seeing the old man's face, Lu Yi nodded and said, "I will definitely collect them as soon as possible."