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Although the husband and wife talk about personal wealth, they are still inferior to Tang Feitian, the richest man on Hong Kong Island.

However, the forces they controlled, as well as the corresponding connections, were far from being comparable to Tang Feitian.

Wang Yuan and He Fangle are kind and giving, but they are very low-key, and every time they donate a large amount of money, or establish a hope primary school, or distribute benefits, they are all anonymous and completely unknown to the public.

It's a pity that such a kind couple let He Fang suffer from cancer.

Although Wang Yuan and He Fang have endless power and money, they also look pale and powerless in the face of illness.

In the past few months, they have invited almost all the top doctors in the world.

However, without exception, all doctors are helpless and can only temporarily suppress and relieve the pain with 'medicine'.

Alternatively, chemotherapy is recommended.

Wang Yuan and He Fang are also high intellectuals and are very aware of the consequences of chemotherapy.

And from the mouths of those top doctors, they know that after chemotherapy, there is basically no possibility of recovery.

At most, the time He Fang can live standing for a few months is increased into a year of life on the sick bed.

He Fang also saw it very openly, compared to being haggard every day, lying on the sick 'bed' with 'medicine' water for a few more months.

It is better to stand with her husband and see this wonderful world with him.

It's just that He Fang's only regret is that he didn't leave a child for Wang Yuan.

Looking at his wife, Wang Yuan was also very sad and anxious, Western medicine is not good, then Chinese medicine and home remedies.

He even set his sights on the phase masters, hoping that they could help show a clear path.

However, King Qi, the first master of Hong Kong Island, has always seen the beginning but not the end.

Especially in the past six months, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air, which makes Wang Yuan very helpless.

Later, when Wang Yuan learned that King Qi was going to participate in the "Yongzhou Hotel" auction conference, he immediately rushed over with his wife He Fang.

However, King Qi also failed to point out a clear path.

At this time, Wang Yuan almost jumped up happily when he heard what Zhang Xingxing said.

"Excitedly" said: "Master Zhang, Doctor Zhang, please save my wife!"

Zhang Xingxing waved his hand and said with a smile: "You don't have to be like this, I also said in my divination just now, He 'female' will be able to recover completely today." ”

Then, Zhang Xingxing set his eyes on Tang Feitian again, "Is there a quieter room here?"

"Yes, yes...... I'll take you over!" Tang Feitian said busily.

As the richest man on Hong Kong Island, Tang Feitian actually led the way in person.

Moreover, the other party is still a young man about 20 years old.

If it gets out, I'm afraid it'll be a joke, right?

Under the eyes of all the magnates, Tang Feitian personally took Zhang Xingxing and the others towards the room.

I have to say that Yongzhou Hotel deserves to have a great name, the room is very spacious, and all the furniture and furnishings in it are undoubtedly not 'revealed' luxury and nobility.

Soon, someone brought a wine 'fine' lamp and three sets of fine silver needles.

"I'm going to give a needle to the 'female' later, and I can't stand next to anyone. Zhang Xingxing said.

"Okay! Let's get out. Wang Yuan said busily.

Although he was very worried about his wife's safety, now that he had hope of recovery, he had to put everything aside for the time being.

"Squeak!"

With a soft sound of the room's 'door', only Zhang Xingxing and He Fang were left in the huge room.

He Fang also understood that Zhang Xingxing and others would want to inject themselves with needles, but it was also reasonable.

Sitting on the 'bed', without any hesitation, he began to untie his clothes.

Although He Fang is seriously ill, her figure and skin are still very good.

In an instant, the snow-white skin like 'jade' and the pink 'color' lace 'flower' edges were exposed in the air.

Although the scenery is extremely beautiful, Zhang Xingxing knows that now is not the time to appreciate these, so he hurriedly said: "He 'woman', you don't need to take off your clothes." ”

"Huh?" He Fang was slightly stunned, "Then you ......"

Zhang Xingxing said with a smile: "I can also prick needles through my clothes." ”

"Oh...... Okay!" He Fang's pale face instead 'revealed' a blush, and hurriedly buttoned up his clothes.

Zhang Xingxing lit the wine 'essence' lamp, then spread out the silver needle bag, and said: "Trouble He 'woman' from now on, try to move as little as possible." Also, there will be a tingling sensation all over the body later, just relax. ”

He Fang said softly, "Okay." ”

Zhang Xingxing nodded, his eyes were like torches, staring at He Fang deadly, and his eyes faintly bloomed with a 'fine' light.

At this time, in Zhang Xingxing's mind, the countless intricate 'intertwined' meridians, spleen, bones, etc. in He Fang's body were all clearly visible like computer images.

Then, the 362 'acupoints' on He Fang's body, like stars in the night, burst out with dazzling points of light.

Every point of light, the meaning it represents, and the effectiveness it has also appeared in Zhang Xingxing's mind one by one.

At this time, Zhang Xingxing's expression became more focused.

In his mind, a time bomb with terrifying power appeared in He Fang's body.

And those 362 points of light have turned into different numbers.

It seems that only by arranging and combining these numbers in the right way can the time bomb in He Fang's body be completely dismantled.

Zhang Xingxing's eyes didn't blink, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his forehead.

He Fang knew that Zhang Xingxing was concentrating on thinking, and he must not be disturbed.

At this time, Zhang Xingxing's eyes suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

He's moving!

Zhang Xingxing stretched out his beautiful finger like 'jade', and the moment he touched the silver needle, the momentum of the whole person suddenly changed.

It's as if the west 'gate' is blowing snow and touching a sword, sharp and cold.

A prickle fell, followed by another prick.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

"The divine court is 1 inch and 1 minute deep, and the human middle is 5 minutes and 2 centimeters shallow......"

I only saw the flame on the wine 'essence' lamp, constantly shaking.

In the blink of an eye, He Fang seemed to have turned into a hedgehog, and his whole body was full of silver needles.

And He Fang himself had already closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

However, he strangely remained seated and motionless.

At this time, Zhang Xingxing's whole body was soaked, and although he stopped pricking needles, he still didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

A pair of eyes stared at He Fang deadly, and even the beads of sweat on his forehead flowed into his eyes, but he still didn't blink as if he didn't feel it.

After a while, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in Zhang Xingxing's eyes.

Finally, Zhang Xingxing moved.

Her hands quickly slid over He Fang's body, and all the silver needles disappeared from her body in a blink of an eye, returning to the needle bag again.

"Babble!"

He Fang groaned from the depths of his throat. groan', slowly opened his eyes.

She looked at her hands incredulously, her face full of joy.

How long has it been? How long has this feeling of relief not appeared?