This palm strike was clearly done by Tianyi Pavilion assassin, and his cultivation was not low.
"Old Duan, my son...... "Is there any way to save him?" Su Feng pair of hopeful eyes stared at him. Duan Mingyu slowly nodded, then asked in confusion," What about Xiao Qi? "This sort of internal injury seems to be very difficult, but he has learned some of this old man's answers. He should be able to save him, right?"
"Xiao Qi said that she can' t do it, so I can only let you do it."
Sigh...... "This child is too emotional." Duan Mingyu shook his head, but Su Feng secretly rolled his eyes. Not everyone was as cold-blooded and heartless as you.
Duan Mingyu covered the Su Yicheng with a blanket and picked up the prescription that had been forced to dip into a few pages of ink. As he wrote it,
