"Tsing Yi!"

"I command you to stop here."

A graceful and luxurious woman in a mink coat stood up and reprimanded.

Didn't you see Mu Shoucheng in front of you?

He was strict and cautious in his life, and he was most disgusted by the theory of bull gods and ghosts.

The beautiful woman's name is Zhang Hongyan.

Wei Qingyi's aunt is usually bitter and mean, and her family and Wei Qingyi's father have never dealt with each other.

In the past two years, I have been looking for trouble with Wei Qingyi.

"Humph!"

"The year before last, you went to the Tibetan Plateau and spent 12 million to ask for a reincarnated living Buddha to sacrifice a reincarnated dzi for you."

"It turns out that the fart is useless."

"Last year, I used millions of dollars to consecrate the Dharma Vessels at the Little King Kong Temple. Later, it was found that the magic weapon that could make people dazzle and fascinated had excessive radiation levels. ”

"Half a year ago, he even hid it from us, went to Hong Kong Island to invite some magic master, and used 50 million to refine a pill of Changchun Pill, saying that it can cure incurable diseases in the world, life and death, flesh and bones."

"In the end, let the old man pull a bed of thin."

"Three months ago, you went again..."

Zhang Hongyan's tone increased, and she counted the crimes committed by Wei Qingyi in the past two years.

Wei Qingyi knew that he was wrong, held the rune tightly in his hand, pursed his lips and lowered his head, without saying a word.

The bystanders nodded in agreement.

"Not bad!"

"In order to cure the old man, everyone traveled all over the world and invited how many famous doctors. How much information was consulted, and how much effort was spent. ”

"It's good for you, you're talking nervously all day long, chanting some kind of elixir, the magic weapon dzi."

"I spent almost 100 million before and after, but it didn't work for anything."

Miss Song stood aside, shaking her head and sighing.

Wei Qingyi's actions are indeed a bit unreasonable.

No wonder everyone in the Wei family has such a big opinion of her.

I heard that half a year ago, Wei Qingyi used 50 million to buy a pill of Changchun Dan.

The old man was so angry that Wei Changsong directly stopped her bank card.

As if seeing Wei Qingyi's pleading gaze, Miss Song raised her head and whispered, "Uncle Wei, give Tsing Yi another chance." ”

"In the final analysis, Tsing Yi is also for Grandpa Wei."

"A little girl, these two years have made herself mentally exhausted, although the process is ridiculous, but the starting point is good after all."

Wei Changsong's face was ugly.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Shoucheng on the side shook his head vigorously.

I couldn't help but say:

"Little girl in Tsing Yi."

"Miss Song, what can you two women understand?"

"Old Man Wei's uremia should be looked at by scientific means."

Miss Song said stubbornly: "So what, anyway, Grandpa Wei is so bad now, how bad can it be?" ”

"If you don't try it, how do you know if it works?"

"The world is very big, and there are some things you haven't seen, just because you don't have them."

Rao is no matter how good Mu Lao's temper is.

Hearing Miss Song's words, she almost tilted her jaw angrily.

Mu Lao snorted coldly and took a step forward.

"Shut up!"

"What do you know?"

"The reason why science and technology is science and technology lies in the achievements that have been practiced by countless wise men for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and even paid for their lives to crystallize wisdom and be passed down from generation to generation."

"If Wei Lao's illness can be casually covered by a so-called magic rune, what is the significance of the results that have been worn by generations every day and paid countless costs?"

"Penicillin invented by Fleming, the emitting radium element discovered by Marie Curie..."

"The wisdom of countless ancestors, can you overturn it with a single rune?"

Mu Lao said in the end, his face was pale.

Everyone couldn't help but nod their heads, not to mention more, organ failure alone is enough to make people desperate.

Miss Song also lowered her head.

How did she not know that these words of her own,

is questioning Mu Shoucheng, questioning the entire medical community, and questioning all the ancestors.

In the eyes of normal people, what kind of runes to treat people is as unreasonable as soaking a bowl of Guanyin water when I was sick when I was a child.

It's like a dancing god, a god stick in the rivers and lakes, what kind of elixir, ethereal and mysterious.

Don't look at what kind of occasion it is?

Just talk about it in private, if you actually say it in front of Mu Shoucheng, others will only think you are ignorant.

"Or... Why don't you forget it? ”

Wei Qingyi's beautiful eyes were red.

The firm heart gradually wavered.

Oh, yes!

Mu Lao was not wrong, a piece of talisman paper could save Wei Lao.

What is the point of the struggle of countless people?

Miss Song's eyes flickered.

But when I thought of it, Su Xuan was in the ward, the plum blossoms turned nine times, the golden needle was tribulated, and the means to save the old man Song were saved.

Miss Song's eyes glowed again.

"I believe in Su Xuan."

"Since he dares to send it out, it must be useful."

Wei Qingyi opened his mouth and stood in place at a loss.

Over the years, she has been messing around too much, and today she actually did such an incredible thing in front of Mu Lao.

No wonder Mu Lao was so excited.

Mu Lao shook his head in disappointment: "That's it, if you want to try, then try it." ”

The young female student behind her also nodded: "When you see that it doesn't work, you will understand these truths." ”

Wei Changsong sighed and nodded: "Tsing Yi, this is the last time, don't mess around in the future." ”

"Do you know how naïve it is to do this in front of Mu Lao. It's just that Mu Lao is humble and doesn't want to worry about this little girl like you. ”

Wei Qingyi raised his head with a pale face.

Spread out your palm, and there was a crumpled piece of rune paper lying inside.

"Does it work?"

Wei Qingyi closed his eyes.

"That's it."

"Let's just stop my childish thoughts."

Come to think of this.

Wei Qingyi took a deep breath, followed the steps of Su Xuanjiao, bit his middle finger, and dripped blood on the rune paper.

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the middle finger is fine.

The blood on the middle finger is the essence blood of the human body, which contains pure and thick yang energy.

When a drop of essence blood landed on the rune paper, a few seconds later, everyone's eyes widened and they found that the crumpled rune paper seemed to come to life.

"Hmph, tricks!"

Zhang Hongyan sneered and spoke.

It's just that the next moment, the smile on the corner of her mouth stiffened suddenly.

Seeing the lines on the rune paper, a faint light suddenly shone out, and Wei Qingyi stretched out his hand and threw it.

The rune spontaneously combusted in the air.

The faint green light of the Dao appeared in the eyes of everyone, and it did not enter the body of Old Man Wei.

Wei Qingyi's heart hung in his throat, his nervous brain was about to explode, biting his lip hard, and his eyes didn't blink.

One minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Soon four or five minutes passed, and Wei Lao, who was lying on the hospital bed, did not react at all.

Wei Qingyi laughed at himself, holding back tears in his eyes, and looked desperate.

She turned around and whispered, "Dad, I was wrong!" ”

However, Wei Changsong did not respond.

His eyes widened, and his body trembled rapidly.

The whole room was silent, and there was no sound.

Wei Qingyi, who felt that something was wrong, subconsciously turned around, only to see Wei Lao, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes.

Then with a loud '' scream, he got up from the hospital bed.

This moment.

Wei Qingyi's two small hands covered his mouth hard.

The tears rolling in his eyes couldn't hold back any longer, and they burst out in an instant, bursting into tears!