In the evening, around nine o'clock.

Not long after the two civil servants left the villa, Ling Ling's godmother and they came and drove a business car into the villa slowly.

Two women and two middle-aged men got out of the car, and one of them was an old man lying in a wheelchair.

Just now they were still wondering if the other party was a liar, the situation of the old man in their family, and the large and small hospitals, even if they were all over the country, they just couldn't be cured.

Looking at this big villa now, coupled with the layout outside the courtyard, the owner here feels as if he has no quarrel with the world.

Chen Ziling pushed an old man who was sleeping and hanging on a drip, approached Lin Yijun, and introduced him: "Mr. Lin Yijun, this is my father, I am my mother, my uncle, and my aunt ......."

"Hmm. Lin Yijun just nodded slightly, and didn't say much to them, let alone shake hands with them or anything.

"Hello, I'm Zi Ling's father, may I ask, can you really save my father?" asked a middle-aged man who was about fifty years old.

"Your father's condition, with the current level of medical care in the world, cannot be cured......"

When they heard Lin Yijun's words, their faces couldn't help but sink, and they scolded in their hearts: "It can't be cured, let us come over, what does it mean!"

Lin Yijun knew what they were thinking, so he just looked at Chen Ziling and said, "For Ling Ling's godmother's sake, I'll save him from force." ”

"Can you really save my grandfather?" Zi Ling, who was still lost just now, heard Lin Yijun's words, and his eyes instantly became excited.

"In this world, there is no one I can't save, only someone I don't want to save. Lin Yijun's tone didn't carry too much emotion.

And the so-called uncle next to him, he is not very optimistic about Lin Yijun, and Lin Yijun gives him the feeling that he is too young, just twenty-five or sixteen years old.

What can a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man achieve, it is estimated that he has just graduated from college.

"Mr. Lin, don't blow the cowhide, my father's situation, many junior college professors are helpless, are you better than the junior college professor?" Uncle Zi Ling said to him coldly.

"Professor, hehe, that's just a diploma, and sometimes, it's not as good as some barefoot doctors in mountain villages!" Lin Yijun shook his head and said

"Lin Yijun, I believe, please save my grandfather. Chen Ziling looked at the mysterious young man in front of him with a pair of pleading eyes and said.

Lin Yijun nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on the old man in the wheelchair, looked at his skinny appearance and said:

"Did your grandfather offend someone, his skull was smashed with one palm, and it was a wonder that he could survive!"

"What? The skull was smashed with a slap? Little brother, are you not mistaken? The doctor said it was smashed by a car. Chen Ziling's father, Chen Longjie, couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"Is it wrong, in a moment, you can ask your father to know. Lin Yijun shook his head and said.

Not only Chen Longjie looked surprised, but even Chen Ziling and the others were also surprised, not to mention whether the skull was smashed with one palm, just by looking at it, he knew that the injured person's skull was shattered, which is estimated that few people can see this.

Then, they were even more surprised to see that Lin Yijun was like a magic in his hand, a roll of unknown animal skins made of leather rolls, and gently rolled open, revealing large and small, long and short, cold and shining thin needles.

Looking at these glittering needles, they thought that the young man in front of them might be an ancestral Chinese medicine practitioner; although they had tried many acupuncture moxibustion to no avail, the current situation was no longer their turn to think too much.

"Let the nurse pull all the needles out of his body. Lin Yijun gently stroked # and touched the cold needle inserted on the animal skin, and muttered in his mouth: "I haven't felt it for a long time, I didn't expect to take you out today." ”

"Nurse, please help remove the nutrition needle from my grandfather's body. Chen Ziling said to the helper's personal nurse.

"Okay!" said the old nurse, nodding slightly.

Next, they were not only amazed, but also eye-opening, as if they were watching a magic demonstration.

They saw Lin Yijun gently tap on the wooden table, and the dozens of cold roots inserted on the animal skin bag slowly floated up and floated in front of Lin Yijun.

Then I saw Lin Yijun's fingers, gently flicking on these cold needles, and they flew into the sleeping old man's head like long eyes, piercing into his clothes.

"This ......" They have seen many traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture, but they have never seen Lin Yijun such a royal acupuncture method, and they can't help but be surprised.

In just an instant, one hundred and thirty-six stitches were pierced on the old man's body, and this Gujing Wubo's face became a painful look, and the hands that were flat on his legs were tightly grasped and clasped with his ten fingers.

"You guys stay here first, I'll go make some supper for Ling Ling. Lin Yijun didn't care about their expressions, just slowly turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Leaving Chen Ziling and her family, surrounded by the old man in this wheelchair, their eyes watched the changes in his body tightly, and occasionally called Dad or something.

"Dry numbness. Ling Ling came down from upstairs, followed by a little golden-haired puppy, and when he saw the beauty of Ziling, he immediately called his godmother.

"Lingling, good, do you want to dry the hemp? Zi Ling endured the excitement in her heart and hugged Ling Ling, a cute baby.

"Think, uh-huh!" said Ling Ling by kissing the big beauty on the face.

"That's good. Zi Ling gently stroked # and touched this little cute treasure.

At the same time, she also knew very well in her heart that Lin Yijun had rescued her grandfather before, completely for the sake of this little girl, no matter how beautiful she looked and how graceful her figure was, Lin Yijun didn't look at her from beginning to end, let alone pity and cherish the fragrance.

"Ling Ling, this is my father, I am my mother, you can call your godfather and godgrandma. Zi Ling hugged Ling Ling to her parents and said to this little Meng Bao with a smile.

"Godgrandpa, godgrandma!" Lingling cried out in a milky voice.

"Good, really good!" Chen Longjie's situation about Lin Yijun was also heard from his daughter's words, and he had a son and a daughter before marriage.

"Ling Ling, really good, let the godgrandma hug it, okay?" The woman, who was a little similar to Zi Ling, said to this cute cute baby with a smile.