The imperial capital of the Yin family

"Woo woo, master, hold on, Doctor Hong will be here soon!"

A woman whimpered.

"Daddy, you'll be safe, even if you're ...... Even if the worst is the worst, the child will definitely carry the Yin family! ”

The middle-aged man said in a faint voice.

He is Yin Chuan, the third son of the old man.

When he said this, people who didn't know would feel moved, but everyone in the Yin family knew how eager he was to take over the Yin family.

It's a pity that the old man's internal heir is not him.

And when he said this at this time, it was already obvious that he was putting pressure on the old man.

In the middle of the house, the old man was dying in his hospital bed.

Although the old man looked about seventy years old, he felt very physical

Healthy, it's just that now his face is full of life.

His eyes were cloudy and he was looking at the ceiling.

Recalling his childhood, he lived in the mountains, chopping wood, hunting, grazing cattle every day, fantasizing about the sky outside, and wanting to make a career.

However, society was always cruel, it was very chaotic at that time, and he repeatedly hit a wall.

For him, a person without any background, it is difficult to move an inch.

Fortunately, their ancestors have practiced martial arts for generations, and they practiced shadowless hands.

Later, he threw himself into the casino, and in 30 years, he carved out a world of his own.

Later, I thought that my life was complete, so I used half of my assets for charity.

Since then, however, there has been infighting and competition over family property.

Now, everyone is looking forward to his death......

The past comes to mind one after another, without emotion, what is the use of greedy fame in this life.

His identity, stomping his feet, will also make the imperial capital business community earthquake.

Yin Bushu, the head of the Yin family, the king of gambling.

He didn't go to the hospital, he just came and went, and the old man wouldn't force it.

"Thinking ...... What about Siyun! The old man's eyes widened and he glared at the man who had just spoken.

Then he struggled to make a sound.

It's just that now his voice is inaudible.

And next to the hospital bed, there were people standing, all with solemn faces.

"Siyun, I'm going to find a cure for you......" another woman began.

She is Yin Chuan's wife, the third lady.

After Yin Bushu heard this, he was silent for a long time, and then two drops of water rolled down from the corners of his eyes......

The old man has nothing to worry about for half his life, but this only granddaughter is a knot in his heart that he can't let go.

"Father, if you hold on, you will be virtuous in your life, and you will not leave so easily." The middle-aged woman spoke.

"Doctor Hong is here!"

At this moment, a voice was heard, and everyone's faces were ecstatic.

Doctor Hong is a well-known medical master in Beijing, and it is hard to find a thousand gold, and now that he is here, he may have hope to save the master.

At this time, after the door opened, Doctor Hong walked in unhurriedly.

He was about forty or fifty years old, and his face was white, half of which was gray.

He carried a medicine bag around his waist.

"Doctor Hong, take a look at our old man's illness, and there is any hope for treatment." The middle-aged woman spoke.

After hearing this, the other party nodded slowly, looking arrogant.

Yes, now in Beijing, there are few well-known doctors, and countless people are too lazy to take care of him when they beg him to go.

Hong Bo took Yin's pulse, and then said lightly: "There is no salvation left, let's prepare for the future!"

"What!"

As soon as his words came out, everyone instantly exclaimed.

However, some people have sad faces, but some people are happy in their hearts.

"Divine doctor, is there really no way?" At this time, Yin Hao, the second master, said in a deep voice.

"There is not much time left, and the qi in the body has long been exhausted!" Hong Bo said.

At this time, the room was very silent, and no one spoke.

Hongbo's medical skills, the people of the imperial capital were all impressed, he said that if he was not saved, that is, he was not saved.

The king of heaven is here, and there is no way.

Just then, the door was opened.

"Miss!"

"Siyun!"

An extremely sassy woman in a business suit broke through the door, and behind her, Ning Yun walked leisurely.

"Siyun, great, you're back!" The second lady whimpered.

"Grandpa, hold on, this person I brought back can cure your illness!" Yin Siyun grabbed Yin Bushu's hand, tears raining down.

However, as soon as her words came out, the person instantly set his eyes on Ning Yun.

"Him?"

"Hahahaha, this is the biggest joke I've heard over the years, I said it can't be cured, then it can't be cured, it's useless for the king of heaven to come!"

Hong Bo looked at Ning Yun with disdain.

This Yin family is really ridiculous, he went to the doctor in a hurry, and he found a hairy boy casually, and really regarded him as a miracle doctor?

"Siyun, this is ......" Yin Chuan also looked at Ning Yun questioningly.

"Third uncle, I know what you want to say, but naturally I won't joke about grandpa's illness, so I believe in Mr. Ning's medical skills."

Yin Siyun's voice was still choked.

At this moment, the old man moved, struggling to open his mouth.

"Thinking ...... Siyun, you can, come back, grandpa is very, very happy, I, know that my illness can't be treated by Mr. Hong, so let grandpa go with peace of mind......"

"You must, carry it, the Yin family I have single-handedly won!" Yin Bushu's voice was weak, and the whole person was like a candle in the wind.

"No, grandpa, you must let Mr. Ning try, even if there is a glimmer of hope!" Yin Siyun didn't care, the old man let him take over the family, these things were not important to her.

"Good!" Yin Bushu said with difficulty.

"Hmph, nonsense!!" Yin Hao slammed the door out, his face ugly.

Everyone naturally didn't think that he was angry because Ning Yun wanted to treat Yin Bushu's illness, but what the old man said to Yin Siyun.

Ning Yun looked at all this indifferently, then walked in front of the old man and sat down.

He looked at the old man's lifeless face and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Because, he is on the verge of death, and there is only one breath left.

Ning Yun's eyes were like torches, and his fingers were together, and he struck him lightly on the neck.

The old man's eyes widened instantly.

"Sir!"

"Daddy!"

"Stinky boy, what did you just do?!"

When everyone saw this, their faces changed greatly.

"If you don't want him to die, shut up!" Ning Yun turned around and said indifferently.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost." Seeing this, Hong Bo was even more disdainful, point?

Without forty or fifty years of hard work, dare to come nonsense.

Sure enough, it's a hairy boy.

Ning Yun didn't pay attention to them, he used the Sun Qi just now to seal the old man's breath, the Sun Qi would maintain his life for a while, and then he needed an hour to heal the old man.

"Huh? What is it? ”

Ning Yun's eyebrows were tightly locked, his eyes could distinguish between ghosts and gods, and he could see the symptoms of the old man at a glance.

"I see." Then Ning Yun said lightly.

At this time, in his eyes, there was a black qi on the old man's body, which wrapped around his body, continuously inhaling his breath.

Ning Yun had sealed Yin Lao's breath just now, and the black qi had diluted slightly.

Yin Siyun held her breath, her eyes stared at Yin Bushu, facing Ning Yun, she actually didn't have any confidence, she could only gamble!