The gate of the manor.

Leaving aside the unhappiness in the hall, while waiting for the car, Ye Wuxian took out his mobile phone and dialed his sister's phone.

"Worry-free, how's it going, are you up?"

In his estimation.

My sister has basically recovered, and it is now four o'clock in the afternoon, and he is thinking about taking her to have a good meal.

Then, talk to her about reopening the noodle restaurant during the dinner.

"Brother, I got up early and am in a small workshop now."

Ye Wuwu said happily.

Ye Wuxian frowned, and said suspiciously: "Small workshop? How do you get there......"

"Of course it's me."

On the other end of the phone, An Lan's voice came, "After solving the company's affairs, I will go back to the villa to see worry-free." ”

"But she hadn't been to the small workshop in three years, and I missed it so much, so I drove her here."

"Moreover, she was still thinking about the taste of her aunt's noodles before, and said that she wanted to eat them for us below."

"Where are you, why don't you come back and try our sister's craft."

Ye Wuxian was stunned.

Is this a thought of together?

I'm still wondering if she can accept the matter of opening a noodle restaurant.

As a result, she recalled the taste of noodles made by her biological mother, and it seemed that it should not be a big problem to discuss this matter with her.

It's Anlan.

Isn't her company busy?

And it is also necessary to improve the matter of the thank-you banquet.

It is related to the authorization of the agency of the settlement family, as well as the future development.

But she is extremely concerned about her sister's affairs, and for her, she is grateful in addition to being moved.

Settle in your heart.

If you don't help her solve the Pei family's affairs, this personal bodyguard job has to continue.

"Well, I'm outside."

"...... now"

"Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye."

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Yuanxiang's shout suddenly came from behind him.

Ye Wushu glanced at the time, ten minutes, just right.

"Lan Lan, hang up first."

"I'll be back in a while, please take care of me first."

Hang up.

He took a deep breath and headed out the door.

"Mr. Ye, please stay, stay."

Seeing that Ye Wu didn't hurt his head and didn't look back, Huang Yuanxiang was anxious.

Regardless of his face, he almost ran in front of him and blocked the way, "Mr. Ye, you, why don't you wait for me." ”

"Just now in the Huang family, your territory, you let me go, I have no right to stay."

"But it doesn't seem to be your home outside, I can leave if I want, stay if I want, you don't care about this?"

Ye Wuxian's face was indifferent, and he stretched out his hand to push the other party away, but he didn't move, "It's not Mr. Ye, don't be angry." ”

"I apologize for my reckless behavior just now, it was me who was wrong and should not have driven you away."

"But my son is critically ill now and urgently needs your help, please, come back with me and save my son!"

After speaking.

He bowed his head and bowed solemnly.

Ye Wushu said disapprovingly: "That's your son, what does it have to do with me?" ”

"In the bedroom before, I gave you a chance, but you don't want it, now ask for more blessings!"

Seeing that he was still leaving.

In a hurry, Huang Yuanxiang actually 'poofed' and fell directly to the ground!

"Mr. Ye, I knelt down for you, please save my son!"

"My Huang family has been passed down for three generations, and before his mother died, he asked me to take good care of him."

"If he has any mistakes, what face do I have to see my wife!"

"You can do well, save him quickly, as long as you can cure him, I, Huang Yuanxiang, will treat you as a cow and a horse, and I am willing to do anything!"

Huang Yuanxiang spoke bitterly and persuaded him with good words.

Speaking of excitement, I couldn't help but cry.

A father's love is like a mountain.

Ye Wuxian can feel it.

But what he did just now still made it difficult for him to accept.

Just about to refuse, Donald suddenly walked out, "No injury, for my sake, you can help President Huang." ”

"I know what he just did was wrong, but people are not saints, and no one can do anything."

"Please hurry up, or I'll kneel down for you too......"

said.

Donald also knelt down.

Ye Wushu walked over a few times, grabbed him, and sighed: "Okay, for your sake, I'll save people." ”

"But this is only one time, not the next one."

"Thank you, thank you for being unharmed."

Donald was in tears.

And Huang Yuanxiang, with the support of the security guard, got up and stood up.

trotted all the way over and said respectfully: "Mr. Ye, please come in quickly." ”

……

Inside the hall.

At this time, Huang Biqiang was wandering on the ground, his convulsions had stopped, and the white foam was gone.

But the body didn't move at all, and the corresponding instrument connecting the lines on the body also changed from a curve to a straight line.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that a straight line represents death.

"Son!"

Huang Yuanxiang collapsed instantly, rushed over, hugged his son, and cried.

Huang Pianruo also sat on the sofa in despair, crying.

The atmosphere was deadly.

Especially Yao Tiancheng, who is suspected of treating diseases and killing people, is even more of an old problem, unable to breathe, and gasping for breath.

"No injuries, Huang Dashao, is there any salvation?"

From Donald's point of view, Huang Biqiang is hopeless.

Even if Ye is not injured, I am afraid that he will not be able to return to the sky.

"It's not a big problem."

"Carry Huang Dashao to the hospital bed first."

"Unplug all the cables from him, and get me three sets of silver needles and a fruit knife."

Finished.

Ye Wuxian stepped forward quickly, adjusting the bedding on the hospital bed and the height of the pillow.

Seeing his strange behavior, Pei Qinghu couldn't help but complain: "Is he sick?" ”

"Where's this healing, aren't you here to be funny?"

"Shut up!"

Huang Yuanxiang also didn't know Ye Wuxian's intentions.

But now he is the only hope for his son, let the dead horse be a live horse doctor.

He knew the grievances between the two sides, so he immediately scolded Pei Qinghu and said viciously: "My son is all harmed by you!" ”

"If you hadn't found this old bastard, my son might have been saved!"

"I warn you, if my son makes any mistakes, I can't spare you, including the Pei family!"

Pei Qinghu had a bitter face.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to have a good relationship with the Huang family.

By the way, Huang Pianruo chased after him, but who knew that it would be like this.

Especially when he saw Ye Wushu coming back, he was even more angry in his heart.

But in the face of Huang Yuanxiang's scolding, he didn't dare to attack, he just kept silent, but he was mocking in his heart.

He can't even be a medicine doctor, he is stunned, how can he cure people?

If he really kills people, this pot can still be thrown on him!

"Mr. Ye, you have brought everything you wanted."

The housekeeper places the required items on the bedside table.

Ye Wuxian nodded, and first placed Huang Biqiang on the bed at a 60-degree angle.

Then pick up the fruit knife and cut the three sets of silver needles into 'Z', 'X' and 'T' shapes in turn.

"What's the situation?"

"Will he cure diseases, the instruments of Western medicine are all gone, and the acupuncture of Chinese medicine is still like this?"

"I've seen acupuncture, but I've never seen him do this."

"Don't kill the eldest young master!"

Looked at.

Everyone was gossiping, and their tones were full of doubts.

Even Huang Yuanxiang sweated in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to invite him back.

"Donald, I'm obsessed with medicine and have some research, but I've never seen his acupuncture therapy."

"Are you really sure you'll bring him back?"

Huang Pianruo asked in a low voice.

Although Donald hesitated, he saw the other party's acupuncture with his own eyes.

"Don't worry, Miss Huang, I believe that no injury can cure your brother."

"His acupuncture method, no ancients before, no one after him, since this way is adopted, then let's wait and see."

"Hmph."

Heard.

Yao Tiancheng couldn't help but snort: "There are only a few kinds of acupuncture treatments, but I haven't seen him like this." ”

"If you twist and twist the silver needle, how can you find the acupuncture points, and even if you find it, how can you stimulate the acupuncture points."

"Although I'm not good at medicine, he's clearly bullshit!"

Pei Qinghu couldn't help but interject: "If it is not handled properly, it will be Huang Dashao who he killed, and it has nothing to do with us." ”

These words come out.

Huang Yuanxiang was even more worried, and he was about to speak subconsciously, but Ye Wuxian suddenly shouted roughly: "Shut up for me." ”

"Either stay here and watch, or get out."

"Don't interfere with my healing."

The volume is not loud, but it is full of undoubted domineering!

Everyone shut up and watched intently.

Ready.

Ye Wuxian held three sets of silver needles in his hands, held them in his hands, and pierced them one after another.

The same medicine is naturally different.

His technique is faster and sharper.

Even if it is crooked, in his hands, it is as straight as linear.

Take a closer look.

It was found that the technique of walking the needle, and the direction of Huang Biqiang's lying, actually formed a natural arc.

After getting better.

The crowd was fascinated.

It felt like he wasn't healing, he was carving a work of art.

A bowl of cherries.

The heart is surging.

"Sneer......"

Half an hour later.

As the three sets of silver needles were pierced, Ye Wuxian suddenly held up Huang Biqiang's body, and rotated three hundred and sixty degrees.

It used to be on all fours, but now it's completely facing the bed.

Put his head on the side of the bed and slap him hard in the back!

"Zizizizi."

Huang Biqiang was like an electric shock, and he twitched wildly.

And as all the silver needles on his body landed, he quickly spit out blood from his mouth.

It's just that unlike Yao Tiancheng's treatment effect, he vomited more blood this time, and it was more urgent.

This scene made everyone's hearts slip to their throats.

When he was about to go to stop him, Huang Biqiang, who had not spoken for several months, suddenly turned over, wandered on the bed, and said happily, "It's so comfortable......"

……