Daqing: Chen Pingping's adopted son, biological mother Ye Qingmei

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Upon hearing this, Fan Ruoruo glanced at Teng Zijing, who was being supported by Fan Xian, and then thought of Chen Qingfeng.

Others may not know, but she knows it very well.

Chen Qingfeng was a skilled doctor; he cured her cold constitution.

"Let's go find Brother Qingfeng!"

"He can save them!"

Without further ado, Fan Ruoruo, together with Fan Xian, helped the dying Teng Zijing toward the Supervisory Council.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Fan Ruoruo asked aloud, her face full of worry.

Teng Zijing was severely injured, and Fan Xian was covered in blood, looking quite frightening; he must have been seriously injured as well.

"I'm fine."

"Ruo Ruo, can Chen Qingfeng really save him?"

Fan Xian replied that he had never heard of Chen Qingfeng's medical skills before.

Fan Ruoruo nodded, her face full of certainty:

"As long as Brother Qingfeng is willing to help, he will definitely be cured."

"By the way, bro, what exactly happened?"

"How did you get such serious injuries?"

Fan Xian glanced at her, a flash of ruthlessness crossing his eyes, before replying:

"Save lives first, we can worry about everything else later!"

Fan Ruoruo gave a soft "hmm" and didn't ask any further questions.

Soon, Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian brought Teng Zijing to the Supervisory Council.

At this moment, Chen Qingfeng was sitting cross-legged in the room, cultivating the Immortality Technique.

Currently, he has broken through to the tenth level of the Divine Transformation in the Physical Body Realm. Next, he will be able to step into the second stage of the Divine Power Realm.

Of course, Chen Qingfeng knew very well that entering the Divine Power Secret Realm would probably not be an easy task.

Putting everything else aside, the sheer volume of resources required is staggering.

Fortunately, he has accumulated quite a few rewards from various check-ins over the past few days.

"Ok?"

Just then, Chen Qingfeng was startled. He scanned the area with his divine sense and sensed several auras rapidly approaching his courtyard.

Before long, Fan Ruoruo's anxious shouts came from outside the courtyard:

"Brother Qingfeng!"

"Hurry out and save them!"

Chen Qingfeng walked out of the house and looked around. He saw Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian supporting a seriously injured person.

After a brief thought, he made the judgment.

The one being supported by the two people must be Teng Zijing.

"It seems the assassination attempt on Niulan Street has occurred."

Chen Qingfeng muttered something under his breath, then had Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian help Teng Zijing into the house.

"Young Master Chen, you must save him!"

"If I were to speak of your medical skills..."

Before Fan Xian could finish speaking, Chen Qingfeng flicked his hand, and a pill fell into Fan Xian's hand.

"Take care of yourself first!"

"Take this pill, regulate your breathing, and sit quietly."

I will save his life.

Without waiting for Fan Xian to say anything more, Chen Qingfeng began to diagnose Teng Zijing.

After examining him, Chen Qingfeng discovered that Teng Zijing's injuries were severe, with many of his meridians damaged and his blood and qi blocked.

Fortunately, he was there; if anyone else had been treated, there would have been no chance of saving him.

Next, Chen Qingfeng first took out a pill and gave it to Teng Zijing. Then, he used acupuncture combined with his Azure Dragon True Qi to repair her damaged meridians and unblock her blood and qi.

Half an hour later, Teng Zijing, who had been on the verge of death, looked much better.

At this time, after taking the pills given to Fan Xian by Chen Qingfeng, his injuries improved.

Fan Xian was shocked to see the visible recovery in Teng Zijing.

"I never imagined he possessed such miraculous medical skills!"

Fan Xian was secretly shocked. He stepped forward and bowed gratefully to Chen Qingfeng, saying, "Thank you for saving me, Young Master Chen! I will remember this kindness!"

Upon hearing what Fan Xian said, Chen Qingfeng suddenly rolled his eyes at him.

"I saved him, not you, so what's there to be grateful for?"

Fan Xian was taken aback, his face full of embarrassment, and he quickly said:

"His name is Teng Zijing, and he is my friend."

"If he hadn't stepped forward to save me from that fatal blow, I would probably be dead now."

Chen Qingfeng remained calm.

He knew all too well about the assassination attempt on Niulan Street.

At this moment, Teng Zijing, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. After waking up, his eyes were slightly confused, and he muttered something in doubt:

"I...I'm not dead?"

Chen Qingfeng glanced at him and said calmly:

"You didn't die, but you almost did."

"I need to rest and recuperate properly in the coming days."

Teng Zijing was stunned, looking bewildered and confused, clearly not yet understanding what was going on.

"Teng Zijing, it was Brother Qingfeng who saved you."

"Otherwise, your life might be in danger."

Fan Ruoruo looked at Teng Zijing and said.

Upon hearing this, Teng Zijing finally understood and looked at Chen Qingfeng with gratitude in her eyes:

"Thank you, Master Chen, for saving my life!"

Chen Qingfeng waved his hand, indicating that Teng Zijing didn't need to worry about it.

Then, Fan Ruoruo suddenly thought of something and quickly asked Fan Xian:

"Brother, can you tell me what really happened now?"

"How did things get like this between you and Teng Zijing?"

When Fan Ruoruo asked, Fan Xian frowned and did not hide anything, so he briefly explained the assassination attempt on Niulan Street.

"what?"

Fan Ruoruo exclaimed in surprise, looking utterly astonished:

"Brother, you've only been in the capital for a short time, how could you have been assassinated?"

Fan Xian glanced at himself, shook his head with a wry smile, and said:

"I do not know why either."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath and bowed gratefully to Chen Qingfeng:

"Many thanks to Brother Chen for his righteous rescue this time."

After saying this, Fan Xian helped Teng Zijing up and prepared to leave.

"Young Master Fan, would you like to have a private chat?"

Seeing that Fan Xian was about to leave, Chen Qingfeng stopped him.

Fan Xian paused for a moment, then casually glanced at Fan Ruoruo.

Fan Ruoruo was very quick-witted and immediately stepped forward to help Teng Zijing to the courtyard.

"What would you like to talk about, Brother Chen?"

Fan Xian looked at Chen Qingfeng.

Although he was very grateful to Chen Qingfeng for saving his life, he also became increasingly wary of him.

Take the Niulan Street assassination as an example.

Fan Xian felt that Chen Qingfeng had anticipated this all along.

Otherwise, when the Dragon Elephant Pill was mentioned, he wouldn't have said that it would be useful.

Chen Qingfeng smiled calmly and said:

"Young Master Fan, don't you want to know who orchestrated this assassination attempt on Niulan Street?"

"Why did Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank master from Northern Qi, appear by such a coincidence?"

Fan Xian frowned, staring intently at Chen Qingfeng:

"how?"

"Brother Chen knows?"

Chen Qingfeng nodded and didn't keep them in suspense: "The mastermind behind the Niulan Street assassination was none other than Princess Li Yunrui."

"what?"

Fan Xian's pupils constricted, as if he found it somewhat unbelievable.