Chapter 218 Nangong Family

Author: Rongtu

Chapter 218 Nangong Family

At this time, in another town in Mexico.

The Nangong family's carriage rushed into the city and raced through the streets, kicking up a cloud of dust and causing dissatisfaction among many people passing by.

"I'm afraid something happened to the Nangong family again. Why are they so anxious?"

"But don't mention it now, what good things can happen."

Whether they were peddlers, lackeys or dignitaries on the roadside, they all knew that the younger members of the Nangong family had been passing away over the years, and their slightly dissatisfied tones also contained deep regret.

As the number of people has increased over the years, the younger generations who died have also become younger year by year.

Some children pass away before they are even old enough, and even outsiders who see them can't help but sigh.

The Nangong family's carriage did not stop for a moment along the way, and it stopped amidst the neighing sound until it came to the front of Nangong's mansion.

"Uncle, dad!"

Nangong's family, who had received the news in advance, had been waiting for a long time. Watching Nangong Zhen and Nangong Bo appear, there was hidden expectation in their eyes.

The boy in a wheelchair couldn't help but ask, "Did you find the medicine that was used to treat your brother at the underground auction in Beijing?"

Nangong Bo glanced at Nangong Zhen silently and did not speak.

Nangong Zhen pondered for a moment and said in a low voice, "Let's go to Shi'er's room first."

Galloping through the front yard, we arrived at Nangongshi's small courtyard.

The children of the Nangong family had already gathered outside the house, waiting for their master to return.

"Master!"

A group of people saluted in unison.

Without stopping, Nangong Zhen walked straight into the room and ordered, "All disciples are waiting in the outer room."

In a word, all the juniors of the Nangong family came to the outhouse and looked expectantly at the head of the family standing in front of them.

"Bodi and I didn't get the Bai Ninghua this time."

One sentence shattered the hope in everyone's eyes.

Seeing the dim light in the children's eyes, Nangong Zhen took a deep breath and continued, "However, we have found another medicinal material that may be able to treat Shi'er, but no one has tested the effectiveness of the medicine."

What Nangong Zhen did not explain was that the pill came from a little girl whose name and origin were unknown, and it was a generous gift from the other party without any interaction between the two parties.

This made the disciples of the Nangong family a little confused. From the tone of the master's tone, it seemed that he had no idea whether the medicine could save people.

Along the way, both of them had no idea about the pill. In the end, it was up to Nangong Zhen, the head of the family, to decide whether to give it to Shi'er or not.

What Nangong Bo didn't know was that his eldest brother had already thought about it on the way back.

Regardless of whether Bai Ninghua was effective against Shi'er's poisonous spell, they had lost it and had nowhere to look for it.

According to the previous process of Nangong's family from illness onset to death, Shi'er only had three months left at most.

If you eat it, you will die. If you don't eat it, you will die after three months.

Why not, take a gamble!

In the eyes of everyone in the family with doubts and worries, Nangong Zhen carefully took out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve, gently opened the pill and quietly wrapped it in it.

Squeezing it through the silk handkerchief, Nangong Zhen grabbed Nangong Shi's chin with one hand, opened it, and stuffed the pill into his mouth smoothly.

Time passed like this little by little.

Everyone present looked quietly at Nangong Shi, who had been unconscious on the bed for many days, without any trace of anxiety or impatience.

Nangong Zhen was sitting on the sleeping chair nearby, with an unknown expression on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Uncle, dad!"

A young man who was very close spoke anxiously, "Look, brother Shi is vomiting black blood!"

Nangong Zhen jumped up and rushed to the bedside. Seeing his only son vomiting black blood, his whole body started to tremble.

This medicine is indeed fake!

Could it be that God really wants to destroy my Nangong family?!

He became so sad that he clenched his fist and smashed the wardrobe on the side. In an instant, the wardrobe was shattered by his powerful internal force, and everyone in the room was so frightened that they did not dare to make a sound.

"Brother..."

Nangong Bo was about to step forward to comfort his elder brother, but found that Nangong Shi's hand moved slightly twice, and surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Brother! Shi'er moved! His hand moved!"

With a shout, everyone including Nangong Zhen was instantly surprised.

"Shi'er?"

When Nangong Zhen turned around, he happened to see Nangong Shi move his hands a few times, and even his closed eyes were moving slightly. He quickly got closer and asked in the gentlest tone of his life.

"Shi'er, it's daddy, can you hear me calling you?"

"Shi'er?"

Just when Nangong Zhen couldn't help but want to raise his voice, Nangong Shi frowned slightly, and then the next moment, the eyes that had been closed for several months slowly opened.

"Shi'er!"

If he said he was not excited, it would be a lie. Nangong Zhen had already tried his best to restrain the ecstasy in his heart, for fear that his heavy hand would hurt his son.

He grabbed the other person's hand and continued to ask, "It's dad, do you remember?"

This is the first person in the Nangong family to recover since they were trapped by the poisonous curse. No one knows if there will be other remaining problems. Even Nangong Zhen has thought about countless possibilities in his mind.

The young man's eyes moved vaguely, looking from Nangong Zhen nearby to the family members in a room not far away.

He opened his mouth, and it took a long time before a hoarse single sound came out.

"father……"

"Shi'er, you finally woke up!"

Nangong Bo on the side couldn't help but burst into tears. He took several breaths to suppress his trembling voice.

Everyone in the house wanted to come forward, but they were afraid of being inappropriate, so they could only watch this touching scene from a distance in the outer room.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

While Nangong Zhen comforted his son, he also seemed to be comforting himself.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered the doctor to be called, and he told his son in a concise and concise manner about Nangong Shi's coma due to the poison spell.

After a while, the doctor arrived, and everyone in the room also evacuated and waited outside the hospital.

Nangong Bo wanted them all to go back and rest, but no one felt tired. They all wanted to wait for the good news from the doctor.

The doctor kept marveling when he was diagnosing the pulse. He had come to see Nangong Shi when he was poisoned by the spell. He didn't expect that such a strange poison could be resolved in a matter of seconds.

What surprised him even more was that the hidden wounds on Nangong Shiwan's body in previous years had also been repaired as the toxins were eliminated.

After sending the doctor away, Nangong Shi couldn't resist his tiredness and fell asleep again.

"Brother, that little girl is not simple!"

Nangong Bo couldn't help but sigh, "A random pill not only detoxified the poison, but also cured the hidden wounds in Shi'er's body."

"Fortunately, you chose to give it a try, otherwise our Nangong family would rarely encounter such a life-changing opportunity again in a hundred years!"

Compared to Nangong Bo's excitement, Nangong Zhen looked calm.

He reached out and handed the white silk handkerchief wrapped in the elixir to the other party's eyes.

Nangong Bo was a little confused but still took the white silk handkerchief and unfolded it to see the words on it.

The Nangong family's fortune was taken away.

If you want to crack it, go to the Xiao family in the city.

"This is……"

"When I took out the pills, the words appeared one by one."

Nangong Zhen looked at Nangong Bodao, "That little girl is probably an old senior. A monk who has practiced to a certain level cannot tell his true age."

It was an elixir of extraordinary effectiveness as soon as it was released. How could it really be a level that a six-year-old child could achieve?

"So..."

Nangong Bo's inspiration flashed, and he quickly took out the life pill he bought from his waist, and looked at his elder brother, "I'm afraid this medicine was also made by her!"
Chapter completed!