Liu Guozhong was beaten until he had no temper at all.
His eldest brother is usually gentle, generous and easy to talk to, but when something important happens, he is the incarnation of his father.
"gentlemen……"
At this time, when he saw Jiang Fan and Liu Qingwen together, he was instantly happy and ran over.
"Sir, it was my fault just now, I..."
"Chairman, you came just in time."
Mr. Cheng calmed down the pain, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, covered his vitals, and walked over with a jump.
He was kicked unconscious by Jiang Fan before, but he just recovered.
He didn't know everything that happened before.
"You're the guy who committed a murder in our hall just now. Don't let him go!"
"Ouch."
He screamed, "Chairman, can this be considered a work-related injury?"
"Cheng Wude, what's going on?"
Liu Guolin glanced at him and said in shock, "Tell me, who hit you?"
"That boy!"
Cheng Wude strode over and pointed at Jiang Fan, "Boy! Our chairman is here to see how you make trouble. Weren't you crazy just now? Come on, try touching me again?"
This old boy was not afraid of death and even put his head over it.
"Today, you can't even think of walking out of Shengxuan alive!"
"Ah."
Jiang Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Liu Guolin, "Chairman, can I survive?"
"Of course!" Cheng Wude put his hands on his hips and held his head high, "Our chairman can't get the slightest bit of sand out of his eyes. If he dares to cause trouble in Shengxuan, you're finished! Of course, unless you kneel down and kowtow three times, I can consider letting you go." A way out."
In an instant, the faces of the Liu family's bosses became extremely ugly.
"I can kneel down, as long as you can bear it."
Jiang Fan walked up to him, expressionless, "Is it now?"
"That's right! Kneel down, you are hanging on a thread, what can't I bear?"
"My darn thing!"
But the next moment, he was kicked over by Liu Guozhong, "Are you looking for death? Do you dare to make him kneel?"
"General manager, why are you hitting me?" Cheng Wude didn't know what was going on, and trembled in silence, "Isn't he just a bastard?"
"Damn it!"
Liu Guozhong was so angry that he went up and kicked and beat him like crazy, "Security, throw this idiot out! The Human Resources Department, fire him!"
"No, don't, general manager! Chairman, save me!"
As soon as Cheng Wude left, Liu Guozhong bowed deeply to Jiang Fan and said, "Mr. Jiang, I am short-sighted, but you have a lot of money. Please save my father quickly!"
"Why?"
Jiang Fan looked at him calmly, without any surprises. Liu Guozhong did not dare to look at him and lowered his eyebrows. Liu Guolin was about to step forward to speak, but was stopped by his daughter's eyes.
"Second uncle, weren't you very arrogant before? What's going on now?"
Liu Qingwen rubbed her chin and joked, "Liar, how can you cure diseases?"
"Xiao Wen, it's my second uncle who is blind. He shouldn't hit you! I was wrong."
"Snapped!"
He slapped himself in the face and knelt down in front of Jiang Fan with a pop, tears streaming down his face, "Mr. Jiang, help!"
This kneeling scared Liu Qingwen into moving her position. She did not dare to bear it.
"Xiaowen, it's almost done."
Liu Guolin whispered, "With so many people watching, your second uncle can't keep it off his face."
"All right."
Liu Qingwen pursed her lips and pulled Jiang Fan's sleeve, "Brother Fan, why don't you forget it?"
"Well, for Qingwen's sake, get up."
"Thank you, thank you Mr. Jiang."
"Lead the way."
The group of people rushed to the room on the top floor. At this moment, Zhang Zhongjing and his team were in a hurry and exhausted.
Liu Shiyu wiped away her tears frantically, "Oh, oh, oh, grandpa, nothing will happen to you."
"It's all your fault, old doctor. If you can't cure it, don't pretend. Are you better now? How do you explain it to my uncle?"
The young man spoke without saving any face for him.
Zhang Zhongjing's old face twitched crazily, and he didn't dare to fart.
"Uncle, dad, sister, you are back."
As soon as Liu Shiyu turned around, she saw her relatives returning, and Jiang Fan also came.
"Dong, Chairman..."
Zhang Zhongjing lowered his head in shame. Even his voice was trembling. He was so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
"snort!"
Liu Guolin flicked his sleeve angrily and said quickly, "Mr. Jiang, please come quickly."
"Um."
Jiang Fan glanced at Zhang Zhongjing and said, "I'll lend you the golden needle."
"Quickly, present it to Mr. Jiang."
When the golden needle was in hand, Jiang Fan ran it through his fingertips, "Good needle!"
"Of course, I spent a lot of effort and found a professional craftsman to make this. This is the only one."
Zhang Zhongjing stroked his beard and started to brag again, but when he saw the Liu family's eyes, he quickly shut up.
At this time, Jiang Fan was seen gently twisting nine golden needles, his eyes narrowed, and a strange aura emitted from his body.
"This is nonsense. How can anyone insert nine needles at once? Young man, you are seeking death!"
Zhang Zhongjing was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. It was really unbelievable that a guy in his early twenties could have such ability.
"Shut up! Watch carefully."
Liu Qingwen couldn't bear it anymore and cursed, "If you can't cure it, are we making things difficult for you? Why do I, Brother Fan, seek death?"
Zhang Zhongjing was so choked that he couldn't say a word, his mouth twitched wildly, and he almost fainted.
But the next second, his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw Jiang Fan shoot out nine golden needles at once, hitting nine acupuncture points all over Liu Zhenhai's body, exactly like a divine aid!
"Nine needles fly together, nine suns merge into one!"
Zhang Zhongjing was stunned, his figure swayed, and he knelt heavily on the ground, like a pilgrim.
"Sir, who are you? The highest level of Nine Yang Divine Needle, even the director of the Chinese Medical Center cannot achieve it!"
"Before, it was junior who was at fault. Please accept my respect from junior!"
There is absolutely no other person in the world with such amazing acupuncture techniques that make ghosts and gods weep.
Jiang Fan retracted the needle, and Liu Zhenhua's vital signs slowly recovered, and he slowly opened his eyes, "I, what's wrong with me?"
"grandfather……"
The two granddaughters rushed over and stood on both sides with tears in their eyes.
"Yes, the boss is here. Help me up. I want to salute him."
"Have a good rest."
Jiang Fan's hand gently pressed on his shoulder, and a soft force was injected. The next moment, Liu Zhenhua felt a sweetness in his throat, as if something was about to jump out.
"Qingwen, trash can."
"oh!"
Liu Qingwen hurriedly found the trash can, and Liu Zhenhua couldn't help but vomited it out.
A bloody maggot twisted repeatedly and gradually died.
"This, is this a blood silkworm?"
Zhang Zhongjing was well-informed and recognized him immediately.
"Mr. Liu, someone is harming you!"
"No wonder." Jiang Fan frowned and said, "Back then, I had sorted out your injuries. Even if it relapses, it won't be this serious. It seems that you are being targeted."
"It must be the Black Dragon Group!"
Liu Guolin clenched his fists, and his anger rose, "Damn it! How dare you attack the old man? Second brother, call on the people immediately. Today, we will make them disappear from Jiangzhou!"
"yes!"
