There was still a madness in the room, and he sighed as he looked at his father who was tied to the bed.

Treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

Martial arts novels all have the attribute of internal force to heal wounds, I wonder if he can.

Of course, He Xiaotian's heart is completely in the attitude of giving it a try.

This matter is full of weirdness, not to mention that my dad is not suffering from internal injuries.

If it doesn't work, if the hospital has a way, it can only be sent there.

You can't delay your dad's treatment just because of a paper mill, right?

If the factory is gone, the life will be a bit harder in the future.

But if people are gone, then there is really nothing left.

He actually understood what his mother did. The paper mill was his father's life's hard work.

It can almost be said that the second son.

Calling the uncle and aunt over, I must also ask them to help with an idea.

After all, they are the second boss, and there is also the sweat of the uncle's family in it.

Covering his father's chest with his right hand, there was a glow of hot energy, and his heart moved at will.

As soon as the internal force entered He Sheng's body, he noticed a cold resentment.

There are many negative emotions in the breath, which makes He Xiaotian feel strenuous, even slightly affected.

The scorching internal energy is continuously input into the father's body, like a flood that bursts a bank, sweeping over those grievances.

"laugh!"

There was a scoffing sound in the room, and at the same time, there were wisps of black smoke rising.

The smoke choked people, and there was a stench in it.

It's like a trash can that hasn't been cleaned for half a year, so the smell is so sour and refreshing.

Had the person on the bed not been his father, He Xiaotian vowed that he would have ran out and retched.

I don't know how long time has passed. When he felt the little internal power left in his dantian, He Sheng had already stopped ‘smoke’.

He held back his tearful eyes and opened the window.

The breeze was blowing, and the smoke drifted along.

He Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief when he turned his head and looked at his closed eyes, his breathing steady as if he was taking a nap.

Although it consumes a lot of money, it almost consumes him, but all this is worth it.

The paleness on his face faded and gradually turned ruddy.

People calmed down, not staring at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and a low roar in his throat.

The only regret is that there is always a breath entangled in He Sheng's body.

His internal strength cannot be eradicated.

"If I can be stronger, will I be able to save my dad directly?" Thinking of this, He Xiaotian clenched his right fist. He felt a sense of powerlessness at this time, of course only he felt it.

In all fairness, he has done this very well.

At least his father's abnormality was suppressed.

"A trip to the slaughterhouse is indispensable. But I have to wait for me to recover completely, so I can get in during the night."

To be honest, the only thing He Xiaotian can do now is to investigate Zhongcheng, a company that dominates the meat supply in County Z.

The rest, except for the madness that just suppressed He Sheng, there was nothing left to do.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, He Xiaotian cheered up and left the bedroom.

"How about, what's the situation in the hospital now?"

The uncle heard the words and shook his head and said, "I can't find out, and I can't find out the reason at all. What they can do now is to isolate."

He Xiaotian nodded, he just held a little hope.

He didn't press Bao on the hospital at all, and he didn't want to press on the task force.

Once the gambling is lost, it's probably his dad's life!

How can this make him bet?

"I see, Mom. There is good news. I just went in and found that my dad was starting to become normal. But for the time being, I have to observe for a while, so you can take good care of it. I will go to the hospital after dinner. Look.

I believe that the hospital is under a lot of pressure, and they should be able to come up with treatment methods in the shortest time. Even if it doesn't work, Conquer will send the best doctors for treatment. As soon as there is any news, I will notify you as soon as possible. "

He Xiaotian found a comment and planned to visit the slaughterhouse at night tonight.

The only hope is that he can find some clues!

It's not impossible to keep using one's inner strength to suppress the grievances in my father's body.

Fear, fear, this breath will gradually strengthen, reaching a point where it can't be suppressed.

When the time comes, he can only sit on wax.

"Really?" Mom showed a surprised expression, and then quickly rushed into the bedroom. That kind of speed is really impressive.

At night, the sky was completely dark.

The aura that was somewhat dull and depressed has already disappeared.

There was a great dinner on the table, of course there was no meat.

But it's hard for He Xiaotian, he has always been a master of no flesh and no joy.

In addition to martial arts, the physique is far superior to ordinary people.

It is undoubtedly three meals a day that humans take in nutrients and provide an important source of strength for their bodies.

He can only bite the bullet and continue to add food to make up for the lack of quality with quantity.

So, my mother, uncle, and aunt looked at He Xiaotian dumbfounded, and ate five pots of rice and some vegetable dishes.

This...this is a reincarnation of a rice bucket, right?

"Xiaotian, tell me the truth, isn't your cousin not giving you food recently?" Aunty asked aloud, no way! He lives in his son's house, and ate five pots of rice as soon as he got home.

Said that He Xiaotian had a good time at Liu Junming's house, but my aunt didn't believe it!

"I have grown up recently and have eaten a lot."

He Xiaotian is also very embarrassed. If this is going to be spread, I am afraid that it will be done if the rice bucket is well-known.

Only to investigate the Zhongcheng Slaughterhouse at night, the body must be restored to its peak state.

If you fold it inside after you're not full because of your thin skin, the fun will be great.

Besides, this is my own home. What's wrong with eating more?

Uncle and aunt grinned at He Xiaotian's answer.

You don't believe that.

My mother didn't make much fuss. At noon, whoever saw her son chewed on more than ten elbows in the hospital.

When faced with five pots of rice, I'm afraid I won't be surprised.

Where is this?

"Uncle you two tonight, don't leave. Staying at home can be considered as a caregiver." He Xiaotian changed into a black hoodie and didn't observe carefully at night. It is estimated that even people would not be able to see it.

"If there is news from the hospital, let the family know as soon as possible." Before leaving, my mother asked.

"understood."

Go downstairs, start his ten-year second-hand Audi, and slowly drive to the suburbs of Z County.

Zhongcheng Slaughterhouse, I am here.

At the same time, more than ten police cars from the police station set off neatly.

The task force from the provincial capital was also in the car.

Liu Junming, who had a broken dream of Wu Chi, went with him.

Their destination-the suburban Zhongcheng Slaughterhouse.