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After some small talk, Song Yan suddenly asked: "Uncle Su, I have been studying the massage technique in Eastern medicine recently, why don't I help you push it, maybe it will help your condition?"

Hearing this, the three members of the Su family all looked at Song Yan in surprise.

However, Song Yan did the Su family such a big favor, and Song Yan was also out of kindness, so naturally there was no reason to refuse.

So, Su Meng nodded: "That's okay, it's going to trouble Xiao Song!"

Song Yan walked to the side of the bed with a smile, motioned for Su Meng to walk flat, and then pinched Su Meng's body, and he deliberately added a trace of true yuan during the pinching, so Su Meng felt very comfortable, and said with half-squinted eyes: "Xiao Song's massage technique is good, I feel a little lighter all over my body when you press it like this." ”

"Really?" Song Yan smiled undeniably.

And Su Mei'er on the side saw this scene, her eyes couldn't help but shine, this little man is really getting more and more mysterious, what else can't be?

After about ten minutes of massage, Song Yan quietly punched a wisp of true yuan into Su Meng's black sweet hole, and suddenly, the other party fell into a deep sleep.

"Life Divine Light!"

With a secret cry in his heart, a life divine light went straight to Su Meng's heart, and in just a few seconds, his heart was completely healed.

Then, Song Yan pressed it for a while before stopping.

"Xiao Song, you are a genius in your massage technique, Lao Su's sleep has not been good, you see how well he sleeps now!" Tang Xinlan said appreciatively, and her gaze at Song Yan became softer and softer.

"Auntie has won the award, in fact, I am also a beginner. Song Yan said modestly.

After staying in the ward for a while, Song Yan offered to say goodbye, but he was thinking in his heart, how to explain to Zhao Changming why he suddenly disappeared when he returned to Zhao's house.

Out of the hospital, Su Mei'er looked at Song Yan with a complicated expression: "When are you leaving Yandu?"

"Tomorrow morning. Why, reluctant to let me go?"

"The ghost is reluctant. ”

"Is there such a beautiful female ghost in the world?"

"Flim Flam!"

"Do you want to taste it?" As he spoke, Song Yan stepped up and hugged Su Mei'er's body.

"Don't ...... This is the hospital!" Su Mei'er hurriedly broke free from Song Yan's embrace, jumped to the side, and stared at him vigilantly.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I returned to Zhao's house, and I didn't see Zhao Changming, so I just saved the effort of explaining.

However, during the meal, Zhao Changming came uninvited.

"Fourth uncle, have you eaten, do you want to eat some together?" Song Yan said with a little weakness.

"No, I've already eaten it. Suddenly, a lewd and slutty smile appeared on Zhao Changming's face: "Ah Yan, you kid, go to the restaurant for a meal, and you will soak in a big beauty, is it cool?"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "Fourth uncle, how did you know?"

Zhao Changming smiled proudly: "Hehe, you really think that the fourth uncle is deaf and blind? I knew when you made a disturbance in the corridor, but I didn't come forward when I saw that you had gone through the peach blossom luck, and that kid didn't pose a threat to you!

Now that Zhao Changming already knows about it, Song Yan has nothing to hide: "By the way, can the fourth uncle ask you for something?"

"Say it. ”

Song Yan groaned and said: "That woman used to be my boss lady this afternoon, her father's company has encountered some trouble, it should be deliberately targeted, I want to ask you to help investigate, who is the person who targeted her father's company?"

"Okay, no problem, you tell me the details!"

Then, Song Yan told Zhao Changming about the Su family in concise language, and the other party took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Ten minutes after hanging up, his phone rang.

After answering the phone, Zhao Changming said to Song Yan: "The investigation is clear, that person is a child of a small family, he should have taken a fancy to Su Meng's company, and deliberately dug a pit for him to jump, but don't worry, I will let someone bring him a message, and give him ten dares not to go to Su Meng's trouble again!"

"Thank you, Fourth Uncle!" Song Yan said gratefully.

Resplendent and splendid, the top club in Yandu City.

In the Supreme Box, Yang Zhongyuan was holding a plump woman in his arms, just when he was about to correct the woman on the spot.

Suddenly, the door slammed open, and a group of black-clad men broke in.

"Damn, who are you?Who let you in, get out of here!" The good thing was interrupted, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help but be furious, and scolded the group of people in black.

"Yang Shao is so angry, it's time to vent the fire!" a joking voice sounded.

"I'll vent your ......!"

Before the words could be scolded, Yang Zhongyuan swallowed it back into his stomach, and hurriedly stood up from the sofa, his expression was a little more respectful, and said to the young man in a white suit who approached the box: "Yuan Shao, why are you here?"

The person who came was called Yuan Huaikong, the third young master of the Yuan family.

Although the Yang family is also one of the famous families in Yandu, it is far from the Yuan family, especially this Yuan Huaikong is still a strong martial artist.

Yuan Huaikong glanced at Yang Zhongyuan lightly: "Yang Shao, someone asked me to bring you a message, Su Meng's matter will end here!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help but be shocked, there are not many people who can let Yuan Huaikong come to pass the word in person, before digging a pit for Su Meng, he investigated, the other party is just an ordinary businessman, and there is no backstage, why did he suddenly come out of the backstage?

"Yuan Shao, I don't know who is the one who is ......?"

"You are not qualified to know!" Yuan Huaikong's face suddenly turned cold: "Okay, I have already brought the words, as for whether to listen or not, it is your business, but I still have to remind you, don't bring trouble to your Yang family!"

As soon as Yuan Huaikong left, Yang Zhongyuan sat back on the sofa, but his face became extremely gloomy, Yuan Huaikong's attitude made him very unhappy, but the sentence "Don't bring trouble to your Yang family" made him a little suspicious, but he had already decided in his heart that he would go to Su Meng tomorrow to apologize, and by the way, probe his tone.

The next day, Song Yan said goodbye to the Zhao family and boarded the plane back to Xiangcheng, but before getting on the plane, he received a message from Su Meier, the message was only seven words, little man, have a good trip.

Kyoto First Hospital, Su Meng woke up and felt refreshed and refreshed, as if he was a few years younger, especially the faint pain in his heart, and he couldn't feel any pain.

"You've slept really long enough this night, it's been more than ten hours!" Looking at her good-looking husband, Tang Xinlan was also very happy.

"I've slept for so long?" Su Meng said in surprise.

"Then there's a vacation, a full fifteen hours!" Tang Xinlan said.

"I remember that I fell asleep when Xiao Song was massaging me, so it seems that his massage technique is really magical!" Su Meng said thoughtfully: "By the way, I feel that my body is completely well, you go and tell the attending doctor, I am ready to be discharged!"

Soon, Su Meng's attending doctor came to the ward, and when he saw Su Meng, he was particularly surprised and said, "Mr. Su is in good condition!"

Su Meng made a chest expansion movement and said, "Well, I feel that my whole body is full of strength, so I plan to be discharged from the hospital!"

"Okay, I'll arrange a routine check-up for you, and if there are no major problems, I'll arrange for you to be discharged!"

…………

Twenty minutes later, Su Meng's attending doctor, Xie Zhiyuan, took a general look at Su Meng's examination report, and couldn't help frowning.

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