The Song family is a big family, and there are more than 50 people in the immediate family alone, and almost all the people in this small courtyard are packed.

These people are all people who have been in the top position for a long time and are pampered, and when they saw Lin Xuan about to break through, they blew their beards angrily and glared at them.

Some young people wanted to step forward to stop Lin Xuan, but they were lightly bumped by him and fell.

The boss of the Song family pointed at Lin Xuan and shouted angrily: "Stop him, stop him!"

But all of them were like bowling balls that had been hit, and they fell down when Lin Xuan touched them lightly.

Lin Xuan didn't want to hurt them, after all, they were all members of the Song family, and when he rescued Old Man Song, everything would fall into place.

Facing the attack of more than 50 people, Lin Xuan was like entering a no-man's land.

Seeing this scene, Song Jianing shouted loudly: "Don't fight." ”

Who will listen at this time? It's just in vain.

Lin Xuan used his body technique, walked through the crowd, went up the steps, and was about to enter, but the door was blocked by Uncle Song Jianing and the second uncle.

He was stunned, and at this moment, a strong wind came from the back of his head.

I saw a young man holding a brick in his hand that he had picked up out of nowhere, and slapped it towards the back of Lin Xuan's head with a whistling wind, the man's face was ruthless, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

However, just as the brick was about to hit the back of Lin Xuan's head, a sudden force of shock came, and the young man flew out directly and fell to the ground.

"Hmph!" Lin Xuan's face sank like water, if it was an ordinary person, the brick just now would be at least a concussion, or even worse, after all, the back of the head is a relatively fragile place in the human body, and then look at the young man's skillful technique, he knows that there is no less yin.

Now let him learn a lesson.

A bejeweled woman ran out of the crowd and cried, "Little light, little light." ”

The face of the boss of the Song family who stopped in front of Lin Xuan changed greatly, and he was about to get angry, but at this time, a pair of hands firmly grabbed his shoulders, like iron tongs, and lifted him up and put him aside.

He glared at it, only to see Lin Xuan holding the second child with his other hand, his face was flat.

Lin Xuan put them aside, passed by the woman in the white coat, opened the door, and walked in.

The moment he entered, the door closed on its own.

A group of people were afraid that Lin Xuan would be unfavorable to the old man, so they hurried in, but no matter how they pushed it, this door just didn't move.

The people in the courtyard were anxious for a while, and the boss of the Song family shouted anxiously: "Call Director Zhao of the Provincial Security Department quickly!"

......

Lin Xuan went straight to Old Man Song's room, and saw an old man in Tang costume, silver-white hair, and a pair of gold-wire glasses standing next to the bed, who was in good spirits.

Lin Xuan thought to himself, this should be what kind of national player Hu Shizhi.

Seeing someone coming in, Hu Shizhi was very surprised, looked at Lin Xuan, frowned, and said, "You are not from the Song family, who are you?"

Lin Xuan didn't reply, but walked straight to the side of the bed and looked at Song Weiguo.

At this time, Song Weiguo was lying quietly on the bed, his face was yellow, his sparse hair was messy, and his breath was like a gossamer, as if the oil had run out.

Lin Xuan put his hand on his wrist.

"What are you doing? Who are you? How did you get in?" Hu Shizhi was like a fried cat.

Lin Xuan didn't pay attention to it, but carefully sensed Song Weiguo's pulse, and in just a few tens of seconds, he muttered: "It's okay, it's not too late, it's still urgent." ”

Hu Shizhi was about to get angry, Song Weiguo had been diagnosed by him, and it didn't take long, but a young man suddenly popped out, saying that he was in a hurry, isn't this a slap in the face?

He is known as the national player who saves the bones of life, usually serves several central leaders, and is also the honorary director of the Health Care Committee of the Ministry of Health of China, and an expert who enjoys the allowance of the State Council, when has anyone ever doubted his diagnosis?

Lin Xuan took out a Essence Blood Pill from a small jade bottle on his body, put it in the palm of his hand, looked at Hu Shizhi next to him, and said, "You go find a bowl of warm water, and then divide this pill into two halves, and half of it melts into warm water." ”

Seeing Lin Xuanzhi let himself go, Hu Shizhi was about to get angry, but when his eyes saw the blood-colored elixir, he seemed to have been split, his face was shocked, and he could stuff an egg into his mouth, and said, "This ...... This ....."

"Hurry up, don't grind. ”

Hu Shizhi, who was still arrogant, glanced at Lin Xuan deeply, as if he wanted to see through him, and immediately carefully took the pill from Lin Xuan's hand, smelling the fragrance of the essence blood pill, his heart was even more excited.

He carefully melted half of the pill in the warm water and brought it over with great caution.

Lin Xuan glanced at him and said, "Give it to the old man!"

Hu Shizhi lost his arrogance at this time, and obediently gave this bowl of water with half of the essence blood pill to Old Man Song.

The old man was still in a coma at this time, and most of this bowl of potion flowed out, and Hu Shizhi was about to die of distress, and he was devastated.

After wasting his strength for a long time, he reluctantly poured the potion in.

Putting Old Man Song down, Hu Shizhi looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes were full of curiosity and puzzlement, he wanted to ask something, but he didn't open his mouth.

"Did you bring a silver needle?"

Hu Shizhi nodded hurriedly and said, "I brought it." ”

"Bring it to me. ”

Lin Xuan originally wanted to use spiritual power to condense needles, but this was too consuming spiritual power, and there were silver needles, which could also save some spiritual power.

After all, it is a national player who serves the leader, and this set of silver needles is carefully customized, which is very good.

Lin Xuan nodded, took out one from it, used the spiritual power in his body, and stabbed it at Song Weiguo's acupuncture points.

Hu Shizhi on the other side was shocked at this time, without him, just because Lin Xuan's methods were too clever, and he couldn't compare with him at all.

The silver needle glowed with blue light, stabbed violently on the acupuncture point on Song Weiguo, shook it a few times at a special frequency, and then pulled it out, continuing to look for the next acupuncture point.

This is actually the legendary Qi Xing Needle! This person's martial arts cultivation is probably going to reach the sky, and this technique of casting needles is an extremely clever technique. ’

"Old man, isn't this dreaming again?"

Hu Shizhi no longer dared to underestimate Lin Xuan at this time, not to mention the elixir just now, even the current number of acupuncture and moxibustion was not something he could perform.

"The old man has lived all his life, and today he has opened his eyes!"

Lin Xuan didn't care about other people's opinions, he concentrated on using his spiritual power and stabbed the acupuncture points on Song Weiguo's body.

This is not an ordinary acupuncture technique, but an acupuncture technique known as the Destiny God Needle, which cannot be performed by mortals at all, as long as the Qi Refiner can perform it.

It looked like a needle, but in fact, it relied on spiritual power, and the moment he stabbed it, the needles condensed by spiritual power remained in the acupuncture points, constantly stimulating the acupuncture points.

A total of 108 acupuncture points need to be left on the needles, and finally there is a resonance, the qi and the machine are connected, and the essence and blood pill solution just taken are used to stimulate the vitality in the body.

It can be clearly seen that every time Lin Xuan stabs an acupuncture point, Song Weiguo's face has a trace of blood.

Although with the help of silver needles, it still consumes a lot of spiritual power, and a layer of sweat appeared on Lin Xuan's forehead, but his hands were still steady, and he stabbed them one by one without hurrying.

Lin Xuan's acupuncture and moxibustion skills are absolutely unrivaled in China, and no one can compare with them.

When Lin Xuan stabbed the last acupuncture point, a gust of wind seemed to rise in the bedroom out of thin air, and a blue light on Song Weiguo's body flashed from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and then disappeared.

At this time, Song Weiguo's face was ruddy, his breathing was smooth, and he looked like a sleeping old man, no one could have imagined that this old man was terminally ill a few minutes ago, and even almost died.

Lin Xuan took back the silver needle, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking to himself, it was finally better, and in a few hours, he should wake up.

Bang!

At this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and a team of heavily armed guards broke in, their black muzzles pointed at Lin Xuan.

There was a group of people behind, and when the boss of the Song family saw the silver needle in Lin Xuan's hand, his heart suddenly tightened, and he pointed at Lin Xuan and shouted, "What did you do just now?"

Lin Xuan didn't panic at all, smiled indifferently, and asked, "What can I do?" Of course, it is to treat the old man. ”

"Healing, I think you are plotting against you and want to murder the old man!"

Speaking of this, he said to a lean middle-aged man next to him: "Director Song, it's him, he not only broke in, but also wanted to plot against him, you quickly arrest him, if he resists, I suggest killing him on the spot!"