With Dong Wu's tearful support, Old Man Dong slowly stood up, covered his chest with one hand, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Unexpectedly, more than forty years ago, your grandfather saved my life, and I still haven't paid it back to him. Forty years later, you saved my life again, and I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it off in this life. ”

"Grandpa Dong, I'm a doctor." Yan Murong looked at Dong Xingbang and said seriously. "Doctors exist to heal and save people, not to make anyone owe him anything."

"That's so much-" Dong Xingbang sighed and said. "But after all, your life was saved by you, I know, if it wasn't for you just now, when the doctor came, my old bones would have gone into the coffin."

Yan Murong shook his head with a smile and stopped talking.

Indeed, if Yan Murong hadn't been here just now, I'm afraid Dong Xingbang would really be mysterious.

Although the Dong family has a private doctor or even a private hospital, his situation just now is not optimistic, myocardial infarction is caused by blood clots blocking the coronary arteries, causing a part of the myocardium to lose blood supply.

Dong Xingbang is over 70 years old, and many functions of various organs in the body are gradually declining, and it will hurt his vitality if he undergoes surgery again.

In other words, even if the rescue is timely and the operation is successful, at Dong Xingbang's age, there will be many sequelae, and it will be more painful.

One needle to help the wounded, two needles to condense the soul, three needles to continue life, four needles to return to yang, and five needles to change yin and yang. These are the first five stitches of the eight needles of the ghost gate.

Although myocardial infarction is troublesome, in Yan Murong's opinion, it is enough to help the injured with the first injection.

Therefore, in order not to miss the best rescue time, Yan Murong stopped Dong Anjun from going to the doctor, and quickly injected the old man Dong to rush through the blocked artery through internal qi, and then took out a solid pill that he had configured before going down the mountain and gave it to Dong Xingbang to eat, which was considered to have snatched his life back from the hands of the king of Hades.

Yan Murong felt that doing this was nothing, but Dong Xingbang didn't think so.

There is only one life for one person, but Yan Murong is renewing his life.

Although it is now a new era, the old man always has a little superstition - Dong Xingbang feels that the Yan family is a lucky star sent by God to save his life, otherwise why did the ancestors of the Yan family rescue him back when he was about to die twice?

"Yan-Murong, thank you." Dong Ancheng looked at Yan Murong and thanked him, he wanted to call him Mr. Yan, but seeing that the old man was so affectionate towards him, he was a little unkind to call him like this.

"Yes, Murong, thank you, thank you very much." Dong Anhua also hurriedly thanked Yan Murong with a grateful face.

Someone took the lead, and others expressed their gratitude to Yan Murong one after another, and even Dong Wuxian called Brother Murong crisply.

Looking at Dong Wuxian, Yan Murong felt that this little girl was much more polite than her sister - at least this little girl had no enmity with her, did she? And Dong Wuyan, I'm afraid that as soon as tonight's incident comes out, the beam she has formed with herself will be big.

What did she say before leaving? Say you must kick yourself out of Hong Kong?

grabbed Dong Xingbang's wrist again and touched the pulse for him, Yan Murong said. "Grandpa Dong, your body is still very good among your peers, and you don't have the disease of those elderly people, just now it was mainly because of shortness of breath, which led to myocardial infarction caused by poor qi and blood, as long as you don't breathe, it's basically fine."

"Haha, with you as a little miracle doctor, I can't die even if I want to." Dong Xingbang said with a smile. "I really didn't think that you were still a Chinese medicine doctor - what happened when you gave me a needle just now? I wasn't awake, but I could feel as if a breath was flowing through my veins. ”

"That's right, Brother Murong, what's going on?" Dong Wuxian also asked in surprise. "When you took out the needle just now, I heard the tip of the needle rattle, it's amazing."

"That's qi, internal qi." Yan Murong explained with a smile.

"Oh? Internal gas? Dong Xingbang looked at Yan Murong with interest. The internal qi you are talking about, is it like the internal strength of those masters in martial arts novels? ”

"Well, it should be about the same." Yan Murong thought for a while and said. "But after all, it's a novel, and there are many exaggerated elements in it, and in real life, it's impossible to meet such a person. My internal qi can only be regarded as a kind of qigong. ”

"It's amazing, it's amazing." Dong Xingbang sighed.

"This-Grandpa Dong, it's getting late, I'll leave first, right?" Yan Murong looked at Dong Xingbang and said.

Originally, I planned to eat at Dong's house and get to know these people from the Dong family, but I didn't expect to kill Dong Wuyan halfway, and these unpleasant things happened, and it is estimated that no one is in the mood to eat now.

"How does this work?" Dong Xingbang said. "It's not okay to leave without even eating, why don't you leave without eating?"

"No, no, no." Yan Murong shook his head. "I used some internal qi just now, I have to go back and rest early."

As a last resort, Yan Murong could only casually tell some lies. Still eating? He didn't know about others, anyway, he himself was in the mood to not eat now, and he had to think about what to do next. According to Dong Wuyan's temperament, she will definitely find a way to not get past her.

"W-okay." Dong Xingbang looked at Yan Murong and said guiltily. "Murong, I'm really sorry for you, go, I'll send you out."

"Don't, Grandpa Dong, you need to rest now." Yan Murong hurriedly stopped Dong Xingbang and said. "I'll just go out on my own."

"Okay then." Dong Xingbang nodded, looked at Dong Wuxian and said. "No tears, go and send you Brother Yan."

"Okay grandpa, go and rest, I'll send Brother Murong off." Dong Wutear nodded, and said crisply, coupled with the tears on his face, it actually made Yan Murong feel a sense of pity.

"Then Grandpa Dong, I'll go first." Yan Murong watched Dong Xingbang say goodbye, and nodded to Dong Ancheng and a few others, then grabbed the painting that Dong Xingbang gave him, and followed Dong Wuxian out of the villa with the thanks of Dong Ancheng and others.

"Brother Murong, do you really know how to do internal strength?" Walking on the path of the Dong family's manor, Dong Wutear blinked his two big eyes, looked at Yan Murong and asked curiously.

"Internal strength? I guess it's a little bit better. Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Then you can smash a stone with one palm, right?"

"Smaller ones can."

"Then will you fly on the wall?"

"This—I can't."

"Then will you listen to my grandfather and marry me?"

“――”

Yan Murong trembled, his feet slipped, and he threw himself directly on the ground.