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Chapter 1297

"Kacha!"

In front of everyone's attention, Zhang Long violently tore off the bandage.

When the bandage came off, the dark ointment inside was revealed, like cow dung.

The ointment was all over the wound and it looked a little disgusting.

"Who is that! Get me a basin of water and clean the wound!"

Zhang Long pointed at a doctor at random and happened to hit Qian Chun who was huddled in the corner.

"I...me?"

Qian Chun pointed at himself, a little surprised.

He had been watching with cold eyes just now, just not wanting to cause trouble, but in the end he was still targeted.

"Nonsense! Do you want me to do it myself?" Zhang Long glared.

"oh oh......"

Qian Chun was so frightened that he nodded repeatedly and did not dare to say anything. He immediately brought a basin of water and a towel very considerately.

"What are you doing standing still? Clean my wound and be gentle. If you hurt me, I will break my leg!" Zhang Long said viciously.

After being on the road for so many years, you can tell who is a soft persimmon at a glance.

"Gulong."

Qian Chun swallowed, wet the towel, and began to wipe it carefully.

"Mr. Liu, hurry up and prepare the transfer contract. This can save some time." Zhang Long smiled jokingly.

"Grandpa! You should never believe this liar. Half of your life's hard work will be destroyed in his hands!"

Liu Xiangsi gritted her teeth, angrily.

After making this decision, she had to wonder if her grandfather was old and confused?

"Boy! If you harm Ji Shitang, I will never let you go!" Liu Cong threatened in a low voice.

Jishitang is his target. When Liu Gongquan reaches his old age, this famous cornucopia will become his property.

Now that someone has taken the lead, I am naturally very unhappy.

"Brother Lu, it all depends on you."

Liu Gongquan murmured to himself, looking quite nervous.

Although Lu Chen is proficient in mystical arts, there is no guarantee that he will be successful.

"Alas... I didn't expect that Jishitang's nearly century-old reputation would be ruined in the hands of this kid." Everyone looked gloomy and sighed.

To heal an ulcerated wound within the time of burning incense is completely fanciful.

Unless a god descends to earth, it is simply impossible.

"Fuck!!"

At this time, Qian Chun suddenly screamed.

It looked like he had seen a ghost.

The sudden movement startled everyone.

"What's your special code?"

Zhang Long was so shocked that his whole body trembled and he kicked Qian Chun to the ground.

"The wound...the wound...the wound is gone!"

Qian Chun pointed at Zhang Long's belly and was shocked.

"Disappeared?"

Zhang Long looked down and froze on the spot.

Because he was shocked to discover that his previously festering wound had completely healed at this moment!

There wasn't even a scar, just a faint red mark.

That's new tender meat.

"What? The wound is actually healed?!"

Seeing this scene, the whole place was in an uproar.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.

They could all clearly see Zhang Long's previous wounds, which were rotten and leaking pus, and were hideous and terrifying.

Normally, it would be impossible to cure it without ten days and a half.

Even with the best golden sore medicine from Jishitang, it will take three to five days to heal.

However, no one expected that the ointment prepared by Lu Chen could completely heal the wound in just one stick of incense.

Simply appalling!

This is no longer an ordinary ointment, this is a holy healing medicine!

"How... how is it possible? It's actually cured?"

Liu Xiangsi was stunned and her face was filled with shock.
Chapter completed!
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