In fact, this is an exemption clause, focusing on the fact that Murong Xianxian is not qualified to practice medicine, in fact, Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine, and many Chinese medicine is taught by words and deeds, which is different from the wholesale teaching of Western medicine. Of course, now Chinese medicine has also begun to wholesale, but some traditional old Chinese medicine practitioners are still the kind of teaching method of one master and one apprentice or one master and several apprentices.

Zhang Hongmei was a little unhappy that she couldn't let the old man recover, and Su Zhiqiang was curious about the confidentiality clause...... The so-called 'fame and fortune', if the goals pursued by people in the world are highly summarized, are actually these two words. Whether you intentionally or not, you can't jump out of these two words, like the identity and status of the Su family, if Murong Xianxian can really make Su Guowei stand up again, even if she is not qualified to practice medicine, she can still make a lot of money.

"Forget it, Hongmei, it's all promised, as long as Dad can get back on his feet, it doesn't matter what the conditions are, money is just a number for our family. Su Zhiqiang finally made a decision and immediately went to prepare the declaration and exemption agreement.

About an hour later, Murong Xianxian came out of the ward with a joyless and sad expression on his face.

"Miss Murong, how is my father's health?" Su Zhiqiang hurriedly asked.

Murong Xianxian was surprised: "You don't know Ling Zun's situation?"

Su Zhiqiang almost choked on saliva, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I mean, how sure is my father's cure?"

"I have already told Ms. Zhang just now, this is the situation, if you agree, sign the declaration and the agreement, put your fingerprint, and then I will do it. Murong Xian said.

"We agree. However, is there one thing that can be accommodated?" asked Su Zhiqiang cautiously.

"What's the matter?" asked Murong Xianxian vigilantly.

"My father has a close friend, and I heard that you are the successor of the Eight Golden Lock Needle Method and the Boat Needle Method, and I would like to see it. Rest assured, he has no intention of stealing a teacher. Su Zhiqiang said.

"No, please complete the relevant essay immediately, my time is precious. Murong Xianxian immediately refused, there was no room for accommodation.

"Okay. ”

Su Zhiqiang and Zhang Hongmei saw her posing like she was leaving at any time, so they had to agree.

After the two of them signed and stamped their handprints, Murong Xianxian carefully checked the two copies of the text, and carefully folded them and put them away: "You can start now, the family can have one person on the scene, no matter what you see, don't make a fuss, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

"Okay. ”

Su Zhiqiang agreed, and then looked at his wife: "Hongmei, I'll accompany Miss Murong in, you are outside, call Uncle Yue." ”

"Okay...... Zhang Hongmei looked at Murong Xianxian, swallowed the rest of the words back, nodded, took out the phone and dialed a number......

In the ward, the nurse who was guarding there had already been invited out, Su Guowei had already woken up when Murong Xianxian was taking his pulse, the old man had experienced a lot of things in his life, but he was also very open-minded: "Miss Murong, you let go of the treatment, the old man's life was snatched back from the king of Hades thirty years ago, if it is about to be a rare age, it will not be a bad death!"

Murong Xianxian smiled slightly: "Old Su's open-mindedness is admirable, you also know the process of treatment, please rest assured, it won't hurt very much, pay attention, I'm going to get an injection now." ”

She asked Su Zhiqiang to help untie the old man's shirt, revealing his upper body, taking out the golden needle that had been prepared a long time ago, and the true qi was infused, the originally soft golden needle was immediately as straight as a sword, and Murong Xian's palm shadow brushed between the old man's chest and abdomen, and in an instant, eight golden needles had pierced into the corresponding acupuncture points, revealing only a few needle tails.

Although it was just a series of seemingly simple movements, Murong Xianxian was very dignified, and after she rested for a while, her hands suddenly stretched out and bounced up at the tail of the eight golden needles...... Su Zhiqiang looked a little weird, obviously the golden needle was shot, but he didn't move at all, but Su Guowei's body shook slightly, and a sigh of satisfaction came out of his mouth...... Murong Xian's hands quickly flicked on the needle, forming a series of afterimages, but there was a faint hint of wonderful rhythm, but Su Guowei's complexion on the hospital bed gradually improved, his expression was serene, and there was a happy look in his eyes......

In a luxury villa in Bihai Villa, a white-haired old man put down the phone a little gloomily: "Eh! ”

Opposite him, a middle-aged man in a Tang costume chuckled softly: "The other party refused?"

The old man nodded.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Actually, even if you go, it's for nothing, unless she is willing to teach you, you won't watch it dozens of times on the side." But the house I told you about, you have to remember that if you can get it, it will be of great benefit to you and the people in your family, but remember not to take it by force, otherwise it will be dishonorable and disgraceful. ”

The old man's eyes flashed: "That house is really that good?"

"It's not that the house is good, it's the feng shui of the land, and I've only found a dozen good places all over the country. "Middle-aged humane.

"And what is so good about this land?" asked the old man with curiosity.

"Just remember what I said, Lao Yue, I have leaked too much heavenly secrets, this trip is also to avoid disaster, you and I may never see each other again, don't send it, send it to the street to increase sorrow." After speaking, the middle-aged man stood up, waved his hand in a chic manner, and opened the door.

The old man's figure moved, and he sat back in his place, with a trace of sadness on his face, and muttered: "Heavenly opportunity, we have been friends for forty years, and we will not give ...... Don't you worry?"

In the intensive care ward of the Central Hospital, the treatment had been going on for more than ten minutes, and the shadow of sweat had already appeared on Murong Xian's forehead, and her hands were playing on the eight golden needles like playing a piano...... Suddenly, her hand speed quickened, and she shouted softly: "Get up!"

With a snap of her fingers, her hand was retracted, and there were eight golden needles between her fingers. Almost at the same time as she shouted, Su Guowei actually sat up in response and spit out a stream of black blood from his mouth...... Murong Xianxian seemed to have been prepared, raised his left hand and covered the mouthful of black blood with a towel.

"Dad!"

Su Zhiqiang was happy when he saw his father's complexion improve, but he didn't expect to suddenly vomit blood, and he almost rushed out in a hurry.

"It's okay, it's just the bruise that was forced out, and it's better to spit it out. Murong Xianxian threw the towel into the washbasin under the bed, and then carefully received the golden needle into the needle bag.

"Oh, thank you!"

Su Zhiqiang thanked him a little absentmindedly and came to Su Guowei's side: "Dad, how are you feeling?"

"Hehe, it feels like I can live for a few more years. ”

Su Guowei arched his hand to Murong Xianxian on the bed and said: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the little divine doctor, I am grateful for the kindness of the two generations of your master and apprentice." ”

"Old Su, you're polite. I'm not a doctor, and we can only help you stabilize your condition, not treat it, so let's not mention it. ”

Murong Xianxian passed to Su Zhiqiang: "Mr. Su, the 500,000 down payment can be reached to my account now, right?"

"Of course you can, Zhiqiang, don't be petty, pay off one million at once. Su Guowei said first.

Of course, it is impossible for Murong Xianxian to refuse this kind of good thing, after saying the account number at the moment, Su Zhiqiang immediately went out to call and transfer money, Zhang Hongmei also hurriedly walked into the ward, and the nurse helped the old man get out of bed and walked around, the little nurse glanced at Murong Xianxian, and her eyes were a little strange.

When she was applying for a card, she also handled the mobile phone binding business by the way, as long as there were funds on the account, there would be a text message prompt, and it didn't take long for the mobile phone to ring a text message prompt sound, and when Murong Xianxian opened the text message to see it, she was a little dazzled by the series of bits and pieces...... Just a few hours ago, she was worried about property management fees and utility bills, but in the blink of an eye, she became a millionaire sister, her joy could no longer be hidden, and a thick smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Su, the deal is over, and I should go back too. Murong Xianxian said goodbye, in fact, she also felt a little tired.

"Oh, Miss Murong, I'll send a car to you. Su Zhiqiang hurriedly greeted the driver, and this time, Murong Xianxian did not refuse.