The special antidote for dragon vine toxin is not difficult to make, and the ratio of various materials is clearly written, which is not difficult for Jiutian. As for the solution material, it is actually a relatively common thing.

Hearing that Jiutian was going to make a medicine to cure the toxin, the villagers spontaneously gathered at the door of the house and waited for news. The village is small, and the relationship between people is deep, otherwise they would not have treated Jiutian with that attitude so much before.

Outside the house, while the villagers were waiting, you and I chatted word by word.

"Village chief, do you think this person is lying to us, is there really a way to cure snake and grass venom?" a villager asked Wei Mucheng.

"I don't think it's reliable. Some villagers pouted, "I still remember the year before last, the daughter-in-law of the Lao Lu family was accidentally stabbed by snake grass when she went up the mountain, even if there was a way to hang herself, she left in less than half a year." Besides, didn't the scumbag who came last time say that there is no such thing in the city, how can there be a cure. Dapeng, you've been in the city, do you think it's credible?"

The topic suddenly turned to Wei Dapeng.

"I don't know......" Wei Dapeng hesitated.

"You said you went to the city to do something in the past few years, and you haven't come back in a gloomy way. Some villagers pouted.

Wei Dapeng smiled bitterly and did not make excuses. For the villagers, they have been affected by the environment since they were children, and they don't feel that it is a very glorious experience to stay in Immortal King City for a few years, because of the relationship between Zu Xun, he is even no less than a traitor in the eyes of some people. Because of this, he was not welcomed in the village. 、

"Shut up, stop arguing!" Wei Mucheng scolded. He is actually not sure, but there is no way, he can't watch Wei Ping go on like this, although the home remedies can hang his life, but it does not cure the root cause, people have been lying in bed for a long time, and it is still unavoidable. Now, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, it can only try.

After about ten minutes, Jiutian stepped out of the room, and there was an extra glass test tube in his hand, which contained some kind of purple liquid. Although they didn't believe it one by one, when Jiutian came out of the house, they immediately gathered around.

Jiutian handed the antidote to Wei Mucheng and said, "Just take it." This antidote can neutralize the toxins in Wei Ping's body, and then excrete them from the body. But...... There may be some sequelae. ”

As soon as they heard the three words of sequelae, the villagers fried the pot again.

"Why are there still sequelae? Didn't you say it could be cured?"

"Listen to me. Jiutian waved his hand and said, "Because Wei Ping has been poisoned for a while, the toxin exists in the body, and it is likely that it has caused irreversible damage to the organs. The potion can only ensure that the toxin disappears, and as for the damage that has been done, it may not be repairable. If you recuperate properly in the later stage, it may be better, but if you want to fully recover the physical condition before the poisoning, I am afraid it will not work. ”

If Jiutian concealed this news, as long as the villagers saw Wei Ping wake up, they would definitely eliminate his prejudices and be full of gratitude. But he still has his own principles, what to say, this kind of big thing related to the body, he will not make himself profit for this kind of thing. This is his principle.

When Wei Mucheng heard Jiutian say this, he believed a lot in the effect of the antidote. Although the old man has never been to school or a big city, he is not ambiguous at all. He understood the matter and said, "If this potion is effective, you will be respected by our Weijia Village." We will also cooperate with your affairs. ”

"Thank you, village chief. Jiutian nodded.

A group of people moved to Wei Ping's house again, and looking at Wei Ping on the bed, several women shed tears.

"Lao Ping is so pitiful, the one who killed a thousand knives, if it weren't for Wei Ping, he would be the one lying here now, and he would have run away like this!"

Wei Mucheng poured the potion into Wei Ping's mouth, the potion was not an immediate effect, it would take some time to take effect, nine days to let the villagers calm down and wait for a while.

Taking advantage of this time, Jiutian asked Qingzi next to him what was going on with Wei Ping.

"Uncle Ping is a good old man, when that person came before, the big guys knew that snake grass was poisonous and didn't want to take them there. They had to go by themselves, and later Uncle Ping followed him for fear that something would happen. Later, those people went down the mountain and left in a hurry, but we didn't see Uncle Ping, we felt that something was wrong and went up the mountain to look for it, only to see Uncle Ping fainting on the mountain, and he was poisoned by snake grass. ”

Jiutian frowned, if this is the case, then it is really too much, others are kindly afraid that you will have an accident and go up to follow, but if something happens, they will leave the person on the mountain and leave without saying a word. This is not only irresponsible, it is no different from murder.

Qingzi talked about this young man again, called Wei Boshi, whose mother died of dystocia, and he depended on Wei Ping for his life. If Wei Ping had an accident this time, Wei Boshi would really become an orphan. No wonder the teenager saw them and exploded with such intense negative emotions.

As he was talking, Wei Ping on the bed suddenly let out a soft groan, his eyelids twitched a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up, wake up!"

The villagers shouted and screamed, and all at once they gathered around the house, and the house was crowded.

At a critical moment, Wei Mucheng took out the majesty of the village chief and shouted: "Give me all out, what is the noise, I don't know if Pingzi is very weak now, do you need to be quiet?!"

Soon, the villagers in the house all went out, but not far, and stayed in the courtyard at the door.

Wei Boshi lay on the head of the bed, sobbing and sobbing, "Dad, how are you?"

On the bed, Wei Ping opened his eyes, because he had been in a coma for too long, and he was still a little confused, and it took a while to come back to his senses. Wei Mucheng asked Wei Boshi to bring some warm water and slowly feed Wei Ping.

After half an hour, Wei Ping reluctantly sat up from the bed, and after seeing Wei Boshi, he hugged his son and cried. Thinking of what happened before, he understood what it would mean to his son if something really happened.

After crying, Wei Ping learned from the village chief that Jiutian was his life-saving benefactor, so he struggled to get out of bed and kowtow to Jiutian to thank him.

Jiutian saw that this was unacceptable, so he hurriedly went over and pressed Wei Ping and said: "Thank you for my opportunity at any time, I will stay in Weijia Village recently, you need to take care of your body now." ”

Having said that, Wei Ping held Jiutian's hand and kept thanking him. Jiutian knew that it was impossible for Wei Ping to rest if he stayed here, so he found an excuse to leave Wei Ping's house first.

The village head, Wei Mucheng, walked out with his hind feet. He stepped into the courtyard and ordered all the villagers not to disturb the father and son for two days, and then politely invited Jiutian to his house as a guest.