Yin Zhaohong did not know why Su Fan wanted Zhao Chunqiu to go to Eastern Medical.
But after pondering for a while, he still said, "Old Zhao, if Master Tang Tingwei and his disciples are unable to come in a short time, you can rest assured and go treat your injuries."
Zhao Chunqiu replied decisively, "Tang Tingwei's injuries are even worse than mine; he's just not poisoned, that's all."
"Unless he also encounters a divine doctor like Su Fan, there's no way he can make it through this time."
"As for Tang Lin, he's just an ant at the Bursting Qi realm."
"Moreover, after taking two of my palms, how long he can still live is really hard to say."
"Even if the two of them are lucky enough to not die, within the next three to five months, they definitely will not have the capability to come to Yang City and trouble the Yin family."
Upon hearing this, Yin Zhaohong completely put his mind at ease.
"Since that's the case, Old Zhao, please go ahead and heal your wounds."
