"Mr. Qi, rest assured, within a week, I will definitely drive Zhao Chenfeng out of the Zhang family!"

Qi Manqing shook her head dissatisfied.

"It's too slow, I'll give you two days at most! If you can't, you'll end up with this ashtray."

After Qi Manqing finished speaking, she got up and left the private room.

Tan Yan stood there and looked at Zhang Wanjun directly.

The pressure made Zhang Wanjun sweat behind his back.

"Mr. Tan, don't worry, I will not disappoint Mr. Qi."

..........

Every time Zhao Chenfeng gave a stitch, Tian Hong let out a muffled snort.

However, at this time, no one dared to question Zhao Chenfeng's ability.

The method of needles is even more convincing to everyone!

With a flick of his fingers, the silver needle seemed to have life, drawing a silver light in the air, and piercing the acupuncture point accurately.

At this time, Ke Zhijia felt that his face was on fire.

As there were more and more silver needles on Tian Hong's body, his face gradually became bloody.

The bleeding of the seven orifices also stopped. br>

Zhao Chenfeng's hands moved faster and faster.

After the thirty-seven silver needles were exhausted, they turned two fingers into a sword, respectively on Tian Hong's Huidu, Zhimen, and Tianque three acupoints!

Tian Hong took a sharp breath, and his abdomen contracted violently.

"Take!"

Zhao Chenfeng let out a low snort, swept his palm, and all the silver needles returned to his palm.

This hand made Ke Zhijia's eyes widen.

Zhao Chenfeng saw Tian Hong's breathing and gradually returned to stability.

Then he stood up from the side of the bed.

"The man was pulled back from the ghost gate, but..."

Considering the words, Zhao Chenfeng couldn't understand it, how could this ordinary old man have someone else's breath in his body?

He is also the pinnacle true qi of a cultivator.

Tian Hong had recovered as usual at this time, got up from the bed, and bowed politely to Zhao Chenfeng.

"Doctor Zhao, I was offended just now, please forgive me. Yongxin, what are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you apologize?"

"Yes, yes..." Tian Yongxin also bowed.

Zhao Chenfeng waved his hand.

said that it was okay, and was ready to leave.

Tian Hong insisted on inviting Zhao Chenfeng to stay at home for a meal.

Zhao Chenfeng thought about it, and just took the opportunity to learn about Tian Hong's situation, so he agreed.

As for Ke Zhijia and his son, of course, they don't have the face to continue to stay here.

casually made an excuse, and the two left in a hurry.

On the way back, Ke Wen said, "Dad, this Zhao Chenfeng doesn't seem to be a liar! How is the technique of using a needle just now the same as making a movie? It's amazing."

Ke Zhijia's face is not very good-looking.

After thinking for a while, he uttered one word: "Luck needle."

"Huh? So amazing?" Ke Wen was surprised.

When the car drove out for a while, Ke Zhijia suddenly smiled as if he had figured out something.

"Such a person, if he is used well, may be able to help our Ke family!"

Ke Wen was stunned.

"You want Zhao Chenfeng to help? I think... He seems to have a problem with us, doesn't he?"

Ke Zhijia's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness.

"Not a help! I'm going to make him a dog of our Ke family, a very loyal dog!"

On the other side, Ding Chengbin was pacing back and forth in the office with an anxious face.

Ding Tianwu said, "Big brother, it's coming soon, do you still expect Zhao Chenfeng to buy that piece of land? That is, Lan Lan is kind, and he was deceived by this little bastard, so let's think of other ways."

Ding Chengbin said angrily, "Method? Now in the entire Beijing City, who dares to buy this land?"

Ding Yu on the sofa, his mobile phone rang suddenly.

As soon as I looked at the call, I hurriedly went out to answer the phone.

A few minutes later, Ding Yu walked in with a happy face.

"Dad, uncle, don't worry. Just now, Mr. Zhang of Tianmen Group asked me to have dinner together. I just wanted to talk about buying a gravestone slope."

Ding Chengbin looked at Ding Yu suspiciously.

"Mr. Zhang? Zhang Yaqian? I haven't heard Ding Lanlan mention that Tianmen Group has the idea of buying land."

Ding Yu shook his head proudly.

"It's not Zhang Yaqian, it's Zhang Wanjun. Moreover, I also made an appointment with Wu Tian tonight, and I heard that the Wu family has some ideas about this land."

Ding Chengbin was overjoyed.

"If the Wu family wants to buy it, then there is hope for things..."

The three of them were in the office and began to discuss.

Zhang Wanjun took Tan Yan back to Zhang's house.

The first thing I did when I entered the door was to visit my father first.

Jia Xiufang was beside the bed, and said complainingly, "The person hasn't woken up yet, how can you let the old man be discharged from the hospital?"

Zhang Wanjun made a silent gesture and signaled that he had something to say.

The two left the room, and Jia Xiufang said again: "No, let's send the old man back to the hospital, if something happens at home, I can't afford this responsibility."

Zhang Wanjun said with a smile, "Don't worry, Dr. Ke will come over tomorrow to treat the old man. Listen to him, the old man's illness can be saved, and there is no big problem."

Jia Xiufang breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yaqian hurriedly prepared to go out, but Zhang Wanjun stopped her.

Changing his previous attitude, this time the tone was much more polite.

"Yaqian, where are you going? There's a dinner in the evening, and I need you to join us."

Zhang Yaqian's footsteps did not stop.

"I'm sorry, I made an appointment with Ding Lanlan, and I have some urgent matters that need to be dealt with."

"It's a matter of the grave slope, right?" Zhang Wanjun asked.

Zhang Yaqian stopped and looked at Zhang Wanjun strangely.

"You know about it, too?"

Zhang Wanjun smiled and nodded.

"yes, and tonight's dinner is to solve this problem. I made an appointment with a few developers to see if I could help the Ding family solve this crisis."

Zhang Yaqian did not answer, but looked at Zhang Wanjun with a suspicious gaze.

Zhang Wanjun smiled faintly: "Don't get me wrong, it was Ding Tianwu who found me two days ago, and they are all in business, so if you can help, you can help."

Zhang Yaqian dispelled her worries.

The two left the villa and drove towards Fuxiu Villa.

Ding Yu was the first to arrive at the private room.

ordered a table of dishes, and waited for Zhang Wanjun and Zhang Yaqian to enter the door before he got up with a smile.

"Two Mr. Zhang, you must help our Ding family this time."

Zhang Yaqian and Ding Yu shook hands.

"Don't worry, Ding Lanlan is also my friend, and he will definitely help if he can."

With that, she looked around again.

"What? Haven't the others arrived yet?"

Zhang Wanjun smiled and sat down.

"It's coming soon, Yaqian, you must behave well tonight."

Before Zhang Yaqian could understand what was going on, the door of the private room opened.

Wu Tian walked in with a smile.

Zhang Yaqian's face changed.

"Is that you?"

"What? Surprised?" Wu Tian walked up to Zhang Yaqian and smacked his lips: "A piece of broken land can invite the dignified Mr. Zhang, it seems that you are not worth much."

Zhang Yaqian picked up the bag with a cold face, turned around and left!

Wu Tian didn't stop him, and sat on the chair without smiling.

Outside the door, Tan Yan was like a mountain, blocking Zhang Yaqian's way.

"Uncle, what do you mean by that?"