In fact, Xu Guangwei didn't say that Xu Qingsong was clear in Yemen.
The Xu family and the Chen family were both the top aristocratic families in the capital. They had an endless stream of outstanding children, and each had an army at their disposal.
But as time went by, the Xu family declined, and Xu Guangwei's generation became even more miserable.
He is the only one in the Xu family who can be of any use.
Otherwise, Xu Qingsong would not have delayed abdicating his position until now.
The Xu family was forced by the situation to cooperate with the Chen family, which could at least provide time for the younger generation to grow up.
But now, Xu Qingsong is in danger.
If he died, all the bones of Xu Guang, the only one who would be eaten by the major families in the capital, would be gone.
The guys in the military area won't buy it either.
After all, Xu Guangwei is still young, and unlike Ye Hongzhi, who was actually killed from the dead. For a young master from a wealthy family, how much of his so-called reputation is earned by his own hard work, and how much of it is given by his family background.
Xu Qingsong frowned, with an unpredictable expression on his face.
Xu Guangwei, who was standing by, was troubled when he saw it, and looked at Chen Ming with even more unkind eyes.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xu Qingsong took a deep breath, looked up at the man in front of him, and said calmly: "I can't die now, so I'm sorry to trouble you, boy from the Chen family."
Chen Ming opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What else?"
The ferocious side face was hidden in the shadows, like a dormant beast.
At this moment, Xu Qingsong had to admit that the failure of the Chen family to kill him was perhaps the biggest mistake.
He was stunned for a moment, and a deep smile appeared on his old face: "I agree to your request."
"Cure my illness, and the Xu family will have no contact with the Chen family in the future."
"Are you satisfied?"
Hearing his grandfather's promise, Xu Guangwei's heart skipped a beat, but he finally closed his mouth and remained silent.
In the end, Xu Qingsong's life was more important.
"good."
Chen Ming stood up and shook his trousers: "Then let's start now, Old Man Yang, give me a hand."
"okay."
Yang Dongyi's eyes glowed, and he excitedly opened the medical kit he brought to make simple preparations for disinfection.
This scene looked a little complicated in the eyes of the Xu family's grandparents.
Although the two of them had some speculations just now, they still felt a little uncomfortable when they actually saw Yang Dongyi, a well-known doctor, smiling while being shouted at by Chen Ming.
Both of Xu Guangwei's arms were broken, so he could only follow Yang Dongyi stupidly, watching the little old man help Xu Qingsong lie down on the bed, and then naturally took off his clothes, leaving only his underwear. .
Xu Qingsong's face was calm, and his cloudy eyes kept staring at Chen Ming without blinking.
After Chen Ming cleaned his hands, he swept his fingers over a row of silver needles. In the next second, he decisively twisted the needles and inserted them into Xu Qingsong's Qisha point.
The moment the silver needle fell, Xu Qingsong's complexion changed slightly, and the sudden sting made him exhale softly subconsciously.
But he was quickly suppressed.
After all, it was because he had been through many hardships in the army when he was young, so he had never suffered any physical pain, and he got over it in a short time.
"Hey, don't take it personally! It's me who you can't deal with. Don't mess with my grandpa."
Xu Guangwei's heart skipped a beat, fearing that Chen Ming was playing tricks.
"Throw him out, it's too noisy."
"you!"
Before Xu Guangwei could curse, Yang Dongyi grabbed his clothes and dragged him out.
"He's already given face by being able to save your grandpa. You should be wise and don't make him unhappy."
"Tch, so what if he's not happy."
Xu Guangwei was tough-mouthed.
"Not very good." Yang Dongyi gently closed the door of the room and smiled kindly: "Killing and saving people only take a moment, what do you think?"
"..."
Xu Guangwei held it in for a long time without saying a single word, so he simply turned his back and went back to the living room to watch TV.
"Young people today have such bad tempers."
Yang Dongyi shook his head and went to the kitchen to boil hot water and prepare it.
At this end, Chen Ming's hands kept moving, and two more needles were inserted steadily.
Yunmen point, Qihu point.
After three stitches were completed, my stuffy chest seemed to feel lighter.
Seeing him take another filiform needle, Xu Qingsong couldn't help but asked curiously: "What acupuncture technique did you use and where did you learn it?"
"There are nine needles in the Ming Palace, and every three needles are in a group, corresponding to heaven, earth, and people. After the nine needles are completed, the Ming Palace returns to its position."
Chen Ming finished speaking expressionlessly, ignoring the second half of the other person's sentence.
The Youmen point, Yindu point, and Chengman point are each inserted deeper than the last.
Xu Qingsong also changed from the relaxed look just now to a weak state with sweating profusely. He always felt that he was so light that he was about to float.
He looked back at the first half of his life in confusion, and the tall and handsome figure in front of him seemed to begin to blur, gradually turning into the stubborn face of a young child with pursed lips...
The last three needles are at Tianshu point, Daheng point, and Wailing point.
At this point, the nine stitches are over.
The silver needles stuck into Xu Qingsong's body for about ten minutes before Chen Ming pulled them out one by one.
Xu Qingsong slowly came back to his senses, panting heavily, his body was soaked, his face was flushed, and he was still in a daze.
As if still immersed in the past.
"Okay, just two more rounds tomorrow and the next two days."
Chen Ming pressed his fingers on his acupuncture points and took his pulse before opening the door to find Yang Dongyi.
"etc!"
Xu Qingsong called him to stop.
"Do you still hold grudges against the Chen family? Six years ago, you almost didn't leave the capital."
For some reason, Xu Qingsong suddenly wanted to ask.
However, as he expected, Chen Ming only paused for a moment and then left calmly, without any intention of answering his questions.
"Haha, is this a disaster? The Chen family's brains were gnawed by dogs, right?"
Xu Qingsong murmured in a low voice. The huge consumption made his eyelids swell, and he fell asleep after a while.
In the living room, Chen Ming took out a pen and paper from the coffee table to write a prescription. After writing, he slapped it on the table: "Drink three times a day. The sun rises, noon, and sets."
"They are not rare medicinal materials. They must be at least fifty years old and must be wild."
With a simple warning, Chen Ming asked Yang Dongyi to go in with water and apply hot compress to old man Xu to activate his blood circulation.
"Fifty years?!"
Xu Guangwei couldn't use his hands, so he could only bend down and look closer.
With the increasing development of science and technology, medicinal materials will be good for ten or twenty years.
Still have to be wild?
His eyebrows twitched several times, and he glared at Chen Ming suppressing his temper: "The medicinal materials are not hard to come by, but the year...are you sure you're not playing tricks on me again?"
"believe it or not."
Chen Ming dropped four words and didn't speak again.
After Yang Dongyi gave Xu Qingsong a hot compress for half an hour, the two of them left the western suburbs together.
"Aren't you afraid that the Xu family will regret it?"
After walking far away, the old miracle doctor Yang asked worriedly.
The Xu family doesn't look like a good person.
"Whether you regret it or not, you just have the opportunity to take action."
Chen Ming hummed indifferently.
He expected Xu Guangwei to have no courage.
Unless I don’t want my legs and feet anymore.
As for Xu Qingsong, he can be regarded as a man of his word.
