"Teacher Yang, thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, this is the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu you want!" Ge Fulai's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly beckoned, and Zeng Mei walked up holding a baby-sized thousand-year-old He Shou Wu.

"Teacher Yang, today, whether you save my daughter or not, you must accept this thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, just as I Ge Fulai apologizes to you!" Ge Fulai gritted his teeth, took the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu directly from Zeng Mei's hand, and stuffed the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu into Yang Fan's hands.

Yang Fan held the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, this Ge Fulai is quite shrewd, and he knows that he has affection for Yang Fan.

"Teacher Yang, I was wrong! I really know that I was wrong! I shouldn't have gone back on my word, listened to the villain's words, and begged Teacher Yang to save my daughter Ge Xin!" Ge Fulai burst into tears and kowtowed to Yang Fan frantically.

Yang Fan looked at Ge Fulai, then at the blood-drenched Ge Xin, and sighed lightly.

In fact, Yang Fan admired Ge Fulai, and in order to uphold his integrity, he did not hesitate to give Yang Fan 49% of the shares of Fulai Auction House, and gave Yang Fan 30 billion in exchange for the millennium He Shou Wu.

Now, for the sake of his daughter, he put down his face, knelt at Yang Fan's feet in front of Chongshan celebrities, and pleaded with Yang Fan.

"Okay, I'll help you once today. Yang Fan shook his head and sighed lightly, flipped it with one hand, and directly put the thousand-year-old He Shou Wu into his sleeve.

Yang Fan is a dignified Emperor of the Immortal Realm, naturally he will not accept Ge Fulai's thousand-year-old He Shou Wu in vain, Yang Fan took action to save Ge Xin, even if he returned a favor.

Ge Fulai couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the baby-sized thousand-year-old He Shou Wu suddenly disappear in Yang Fan's hands.

However, Yang Fan walked calmly and leisurely in front of Ge Xin.

"Kill me! Kill me! I'm in pain! I want to die! I want to die!" In the wheelchair, Ge Xin's expression was distorted, and he frantically hit the armrest of the wheelchair with his head.

"Kill me, kill me!" Ge Xin cried, bloody, and pinched his throat with his hand.

Yang Fan sighed lightly, flipped it with one hand, and took out a box of silver needles from his sleeve.

"Go!" Yang Fan made a light move in his hand, and the silver needle fish came out, and then like raindrops, it pierced into the various acupuncture points on Ge Xin's body.

"Break!" Yang Fan drank in his mouth, and the silver needle pierced Ge Xin's body was like a small bomb, constantly exploding on Ge Xin's body, exploding hideous blood holes one after another.

"Crazy! Where is he going to treat Ge Xin, he is clearly going to kill Ge Xin!" On the side, the corners of Zhang Daxin's mouth rose slightly, hooking a sneer, although he doesn't know medical skills, but how can a doctor treat a disease like this? Blowing up a patient is not saving people, it is killing people!

Even, Ge Fulai couldn't help frowning, and his color changed slightly.

Ge Fulai clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his lips squirmed, and he stopped talking.

"Ahh

Soon, Ge Xin's blood was almost gone, and it was like a withered corpse.

The crowd was so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, for fear that Ge Xin's blood disease would infect them.

In the wheelchair, Ge Xin's screams became smaller and smaller, and his breathing became weaker and weaker, as if he would die at any time.

"Enter!" Yang Fan seized the opportunity, pressed lightly with one hand, and the silver needle inserted between Ge Xin's skin and flesh spun rapidly on Ge Xin's body, and then fell into Ge Xin's body.

"Live!" Yang Fan moved lightly with one hand, and the silver needle swam quickly in Ge Xin's body like a swimming fish, stimulating the muscles between Ge Xin's spinal cord and the major organs in her body.

Snort!

At this time, Ge Xin's heart, which had almost stopped beating, suddenly trembled, and then the speed gradually accelerated, and finally returned to normal, and the hematopoietic speed of the major organs in Ge Xin's body also increased crazily, and after a while, Ge Xin quickly became full at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the shriveled Ge Xin returned to normal again, and the blood hole on Ge Xin's body gradually began to heal.

"Hematopoietic needle......s! This is the hematopoietic needle in the Yellow Emperor's Neijing!" On the side, Wu Zhihai seemed to have forgotten the pain on his body, his eyes were round, and his eyes were staring at Yang Fan.

Back then, when Wu Zhihai was studying at Yenching University, he often went to the library of Yenching University to study.

One day, when Wu Zhihai was flipping through the major ancient books preserved in Yenching University, he suddenly found a yellowed secret history of medicine.

Curious, Wu Zhihai took a look at the secret history of medicine, and the various secret medical histories recorded on it were imaginative and not true.

What kind of rebirth of a severed limb, recovery from a terminal illness, and resurrection of the dead is simply too fake to be fake.

Among them, there is a paragraph that makes Wu Zhihai remember the most.

Wu Zhihai remembered that the content read: When the Three Emperors and Five Emperors were in, there was a person in the Yellow Emperor tribe who suffered from a terminal blood disease.

The Yellow Emperor learned that when the silver needle was applied, the silver needle exploded, and the person was full of holes.

The Yellow Emperor applied the needle again, the person was full as before, and the serious illness was cured, so it was named, hematopoietic needle.

At the beginning, when Wu Zhihai saw this paragraph, he only felt that people were bragging, but Wu Zhihai never expected that today he would actually witness with his own eyes that someone would use the hematopoietic needle in the Yellow Emperor's internal scripture!

"Live!" At this time, Yang Fan's palm pressed lightly, and the silver needle swam rapidly in Ge Xin's body, and Ge Xin's breathing gradually stabilized, and his watery eyes gradually burst out with vitality.

Seeing this, Yang Fan took a deep breath, and with one move, the silver needle squirmed slightly in Ge Xin's body, and then rushed out and returned to the quaint wooden box in Yang Fan's hand.

"Take her to a shower. Although Yang Fan cured Ge Xin's illness, Ge Xin was still wrapped in blood all over his body, and he couldn't see any human appearance.

On the side, Ge Fulai was stunned, this ...... Is this cured?

"Thank you Teacher Yang! Thank you Teacher Yang for saving your life!" However, before Ge Fulai could think about it, Ge Xin had already stood up from his wheelchair, walked in front of Yang Fan steadily, and then knelt at Yang Fan's feet and kowtowed to Yang Fan to thank him.

"Alright! Ge ...... Ge Xin is really good!"

"God! Ge Xin's blood disease has been cured!"

……

Even though Ge Xin was covered in blood, Ge Xin's heart-rending and painful expression had disappeared, and Ge Xin's eyes were obviously full of a strong vitality.

Today's Ge Xin, and the previous Ge Xin, are two people.

"Teacher Yang! Teacher Yang, help! I was wrong! I know I was wrong!" Wu Zhihai took a deep breath, hurriedly stepped forward, and knelt at Yang Fan's feet with a thud.

Kavin, let's do two more today, and I'll do more tomorrow......

(End of chapter)