"Didn't I tell you? I'm very busy at this time, so don't come to me if you have nothing to do." Qin Changsong's face was full of reluctance, and he walked over quickly accompanied by a group of people.
Qin Changsong was studying the prescription of the Qi-Building Pill at home, but the hospital had several connections to ask him to come out.
He couldn't resist, so he reluctantly came over to take a look.
When he arrived at the ward, Qin Changsong just glanced at Duan Canghai and immediately frowned. He took out a silver needle and pricked Duan Canghai's forehead.
Duan Canghai woke up quickly.
"Doctor Qin is really amazing. He revived Mr. Duan with just one injection." The doctors next to him were praising loudly, and their eyes looking at Qin Changsong were full of admiration.
"What the hell!" Qin Changsong frowned and said, "Mr. Duan, this is not a disease at all, it is clearly a symptom of evil."
"To be honest, I can't cure this disease."
"It's a pity that my teacher is not here."
"If he was here, there should be a way."
"What? Possessed by an evil spirit?" In just half a day, Duan Canghai became completely out of shape.
He looked as skinny as a drug addict.
Duan Canghai was affectionate and weak, and said feebly: "Doctor Qin, what is your master's name? Can you let him come over and save my life? I beg you."
Qin Changsong replied directly, "My master's name is Ye Chen."
"However, he is not here now, but has gone to Qingcheng City."
"What? Ye Chen?" Upon hearing this name, Duan Canghai's heart instantly sank to the bottom.
"What, Mr. Duan, do you know my mentor?" Seeing Duan Canghai's expression, Qin Changsong was confused and asked.
"No, no, no, I don't know him." Duan Canghai denied repeatedly, thinking that this must be a coincidence, just the same name.
After all, Ye Chen is only in his early 20s, how could he be Qin Changsong's master?
"Divine Doctor Qin, since the master is not here, is there any other way?" Duan Canghai quickly made an excuse to change the subject.
"Looking at the condition of Mr. Duan and Mrs. Duan, it is clear that the evil spirit has entered the body." Qin Changsong stroked his beard and said slowly: "This belongs to the category of mysticism."
"In Chinese medicine, there is also Zhu Youke who treats this kind of disease, but I'm not very proficient in it."
"By the way, I remember that a few days ago, Huang Guoqiang's wife from the Huang Group seemed to have some symptoms similar to your wife's. You might as well ask him."
Hearing Qin Changsong's words, Duan Canghai's eyes lit up slightly and he quickly ordered someone to call Huang Guoqiang.
"Huang, Mr. Huang, this is Duan Canghai. I heard that your wife was seriously ill a few days ago?" The situation was urgent, and Duan Canghai ignored the politeness and asked straight to the point.
"It's Mr. Duan. Why does your voice sound so weak? In fact, my wife is not sick, but possessed by an evil spirit." Huang Guoqiang did not hide anything and said directly.
"What? It's great to be possessed. No, no, no, Mr. Huang, don't get me wrong." Duan Canghai suddenly became more energetic and quickly explained, "Mr. Huang, it seems that my wife and I are too. Possessed."
"Let me ask, which master did your wife invite when she was ill last time?"
"You're talking about this..." Huang Guoqiang hesitated and did not answer directly.
He knew that Ye Chen was very powerful, but his reputation was not that great. Now was a good time for him to invest heavily.
If others also discovered Ye Chen's strength and potential, wouldn't it be a huge loss if someone poached him?
"Brother Huang, Brother Huang, please say something." Under the stimulation of Qin Changsong's acupuncture, Duan Canghai managed to pull himself together and said, "Mr. Huang, I'm begging you as my elder brother."
"If you can tell me the name of the master, I am willing to transfer 10% of the shares of the Duan Group to you."
"Huh?" Huang Guoqiang originally didn't want to take care of it, but thinking that human lives were at stake, he said, "Forget about the shares."
"The master's surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Chen."
"I think you must have heard of his name."
"By the way, he is Miss Fang's current boyfriend."
"Hey, Mr. Duan, what's wrong with you?"
Duan Canghai's cell phone fell to the ground, his hands hanging down weakly, his face ashen.
He never dreamed that after going around in circles, he would finally beg Ye Chen.
damn it!
Duan Canghai is ready to die now, so why is it Ye Chen who wants him?
He took a deep breath and thought about it carefully.
At the beginning, Ye Chen said that he would not live for a few more days, so he asked himself to kneel down and beg him within two days.
Speaking of which, it's really possible that this matter was something he did secretly.
Duan Canghai's chest hurt like crazy, but his teeth itched with hatred, and he was having a fierce struggle in his heart.
At this time, Qin Changsong also saw some clues. It seemed that Mr. Duan had some issues with his mentor.
So, he took out the silver needle again and used Duan Canghai to stabilize his body.
He left a sentence coldly and said: "Mr. Duan, no matter how important face is, it is not as important as life."
"I still have something to do at the hospital, so I'll leave first."
After saying that, he walked away without giving Duan Canghai a chance to react.
At this time, Duan Canghai not only felt pain in his chest, but also felt as if there were millions of ants gnawing on him all over his body. It was so painful and itchy that he wanted to hit him to death.
"Ah, I feel so uncomfortable, it's itchy... it hurts... ahhh..." Duan Canghai was so uncomfortable that he kept scratching his body.
"Mr. Duan, should we call Ye Chen?" the assistant next to him reminded him in a low voice.
Duan Canghai's expression changed again. Even though he had a thousand reluctances in his heart, his body was really unbearable now.
In such a situation, no face matters anymore.
He said painfully: "Quick, call that bitch."
The assistant did not dare to neglect, and quickly took out his mobile phone and called Ye Chen.
But as soon as the call was dialed, it was hung up.
Call again, hang up again.
When Ye Chen saw that it was an unknown number calling, he hung up without even thinking about it.
Then, it is directly added to the blacklist.
"Mr. Duan, we can't get through... He, he seems to have put us on the blacklist." The assistant looked very ugly and said with a grimace.
"Damn it!" Duan Canghai felt his eyes go dark, and in his heart he was about to scold all eight generations of Ye Chen's ancestors.
While scratching himself desperately with his hands, he cried and said loudly: "Quickly, take me to see Mr. Fang quickly."
The Fang family villa at this time.
Fang Qing and Fang Qingshan looked at each other. There was fragrant tea on the stone table, and the fragrance was overflowing.
Fang Qing put down the rice paper and was practicing calligraphy.
Fang Ting couldn't stand the quiet atmosphere, so she went to play with the birds raised by Fang Qingshan.
