Lin Qiyang looked at Chu Guoxiong, and Chu Guoxiong looked at Lin Qiyang. The two just stared at each other, neither of them willing to give in.
The strong smell of gunpowder overflows the screen.
Others did not dare to interrupt.
After Wei Mingjie listened to the conversation between the two people just now, about Lin Qiyang breaking Chu Tiankuo's leg, and about Lin Qiyang being the boyfriend of Chu Guoxiong's son's fiancée, he felt that there was a story in it, so he didn't care about Lin Qiyang. Qiyang asked whether he was a liar or not. He gently pulled Yuan Xuerou's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Xuerou, what is going on with these two people? Why can't I understand?"
Yuan Xuerou held the elbow of her right arm with her left hand, and gently rubbed her smooth chin with her right hand. Her eyes swept back and forth between the two people's faces: "Uncle Mingjie, what I know is very limited. I only know that Lin Qiyang has a kick." Chu Tiankuo, the son of Chu Guoxiong, was deposed. Isn’t Chu Tiankuo going to be engaged to Tang Yaoyao, but Tang Yaoyao has a boyfriend, and this person is Lin Qiyang.”
"Understood."
Wei Mingjie nodded, with a gossipy expression on his face: "The two turned out to be sworn enemies. Lin Qiyang not only killed his son, but also stole his son's fiancée? Is that what happened?"
Yuan Xuerou nodded: "Yes, that's what happened."
Wei Mingjie pursed his lips and murmured to himself: "The father-son game is really interesting... I can't wait to see who calls the other party dad. If Chu Guoxiong loses, the chairman of the Chu Group calls a young man Dad, this matter will definitely be on the front page of Jiangzhou City’s news tomorrow morning.”
Yuan Xuerou glanced at Wei Mingjie beside her in surprise.
Just now, Wei Mingjie was so angry that he suddenly became a different person. He didn't care about anything just to eat melon, right?
…
"Father and son bureau? That's what I want."
Lin Qiyang smiled faintly.
Why not have a nice older boy?
Lin Qiyang said this, which meant that he accepted the bet.
At this time, the doctors in the room spoke sarcastically:
"Young man, don't be ignorant. Mr. Wei has cancer, bone cancer. Do you know what these two words mean? It means that the current medical level cannot save the old man. Western medicine cannot save him, let alone traditional Chinese medicine. No, even if you are Mr. Fang’s junior uncle, you can’t do it!”
"If you can't cure it, it doesn't mean that I can't cure it." Lin Qiyang retorted mercilessly.
"Haha." The doctors sneered: "If you are cured, we will call you daddy."
Lin Qiyang was instantly happy.
Looking at the room full of doctors, "I have never seen this request of yours in my life."
The doctors raised their eyes above their heads and grinned.
They laughed at Lin Qiyang for telling lies, and they were sure that Lin Qiyang was a liar and would definitely not be able to cure Mr. Wei.
"Xue Rou, can he cure the old man?"
Wei Mingjie was very worried.
Faced with Wei Mingjie's inquiry, Yuan Xuerou didn't know how to answer.
In fact, she didn't believe that Lin Qiyang could cure cancer.
That's cancer.
It's not a simple cold and headache, just take some medicine and it will be fine.
Can Lin Qiyang cure the disease that experts are helpless to cure?
But now, Yuan Xuerou can only treat a dead horse as a live doctor, "Uncle Wenjie, don't worry, people should not be judged by their appearance, Lin Qiyang will definitely be able to do it."
"Well, let him give it a try. Anyway, there is no better way now." Wei Mingjie said helplessly.
As soon as Wei Mingjie, the patient's family, agreed, Lin Qiyang stopped wasting time. He couldn't wait for someone to call him daddy.
"Are there any silver needles?" Lin Qiyang asked.
The doctors in the room were indifferent and treated each other with cold eyes. They were all Western doctors and sincerely looked down on Chinese medicine. Naturally, they had no silver needles.
In the end, Yuan Xuerou made a trip and got back a pack of silver needles.
When handing the silver needle to Lin Qiyang, Yuan Xuerou whispered in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "This time, my wealth and life are all on you. If you are not cured, I will not get anything." With the support of Mr. Wei, my position as president will not be guaranteed, and you will be kicked out as a liar."
"I know, I know." Lin Qiyang waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"Don't just say you know. Rely on your knowledge. If you can cure Mr. Wei, the agreement we made in the car will still stand. My body is yours. You can do whatever you want."
Lin Qiyang glanced at Yuan Xuerou, his eyes sweeping over her bulging figure.
Based on his experience, Yuan Xuerou is 100% perfect.
If he could fuse with her body and break the pure Yang body, he might be able to return to heaven and earth early.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Qiyang abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to treat the old man on the hospital bed.
"Bone cancer" is a common term among ordinary people. In layman's terms, it refers to malignant bone tumors.
In addition to removing the cancerous part, the general treatment method is chemotherapy.
Lin Qiyang's treatment method is similar to the latter.
That is to kill tumor cells to achieve the purpose of treatment.
Mr. Wei's cancer is located on his right leg. In fact, all he needs to do is remove the entire right leg. However, Mr. Wei is old and cannot afford the cost of removing one right leg. It is very likely that during the removal process, the person has already died. Over there.
Lin Qiyang selected a few suitable silver needles, found the right spot on his right leg, and quickly inserted them all.
Then……
There's no after that.
Because after Lin Qiyang administered a few injections, in full view of everyone, he pulled over a chair and sat down, even crossing his legs.
Wei Mingjie looked at Lin Qiyang, then at Yuan Xuerou beside him, and frowned, "What is he doing...?"
Yuan Xuerou's red lips opened slightly, and she didn't know what Lin Qiyang was going to do.
He was being treated, why did he still sit down and rest?
Lin Qiyang's approach made Chu Guoxiong sneer:
"He is indeed a liar!"
"Mingjie, I really don't know what you are thinking about leaving the old man to such a person. This person is a liar and doesn't know how to treat illnesses at all!"
Facing Chu Guoxiong's sneer, Wei Mingjie couldn't stand.
Although the Wei family had some friendship with the Yuan family, he could not allow Lin Qiyang, a liar, to be so sensational.
Before Wei Mingjie could get angry, Lin Qiyang, who was sitting on the chair, spoke and said lightly:
"Old man, once you give the acupuncture, you can't interrupt it, otherwise you will definitely die. Mr. Wei, just have some fun. I will use silver needles to set up an array, called the Seven-Star Purple Thunder Array. In the thunder array, the tumor cells will be destroyed by lightning. Kill, just wait quietly for three minutes, and your dad's bone cancer will be cured."
Hearing what Lin Qiyang said, the doctors in the room couldn't help but speak, and said in a strange tone:
"Young man, have you read too many novels about cultivating immortals? Are you stunned by the demons and the Seven-Star Purple Thunder Formation?"
"I really believed your evil, and you still waited quietly for three minutes, and the old man's illness will be cured? I think if you do this, the old man will only have the last three minutes of his life, right?"
"Oh, I really didn't expect that Mr. Wei, who had dominated Shanghai for so many years, would die at the hands of a young boy. What a pity."
No matter what the doctors said, no one believed Lin Qiyang.
But the next moment.
"Zizi——"
An unusual sound made the doctors shut their mouths.
When he went to check again, a strange purple current appeared between several silver needles on Mr. Wei's right leg on the hospital bed.
Seven Star Purple Thunder Formation! ! !
"Fuck...!!!!"
