Chapter 315 Where did the old dog come from, making a noise!
The old man - of course, Han Qinhu, the head of the Han family, and his second uncle, are also the Dinghai Shenjian of the entire Han family!
Han Biao was frightened, his mind was blank, he was completely confused, and petrified was in place.
And then, a faint word sounded.
Lin Feng shrugged, stared at Han Tianxin, and said lightly:
"I'll forget it. It doesn't matter whether I apologize or not! But I must want Mr. Lai to apologize!"
Hearing this, Han Tianxin frowned, looked at Lai Buyi, and said, "Old Lai, what has this little bastard done to both humans and gods?"
"Forget it. Young people lack discipline, just teach them a lesson."
Lai Buyi waved his hand and refused to pursue the matter. Then he looked at Lin Feng and said anxiously:
"Master, it's important to save people, follow me!"
Lin Feng nodded slightly and entered the ward with Lai Buyu.
"Remember, our Han family is a Red Family, not a bandit bully who bullies others with power! Mr., is the most honorable guest of our Han family and the only one who can save his second brother, but you dare to attack him? Humph, if you don't get your husband's forgiveness, you will never go back."
Han Tianxin said coldly and followed Lin Feng into the ward.
Han Biao's body trembled, his expression stiffened, and his eyes were filled with strong shock and confusion—
Who is he and what kind of feet do he have?
"I wonder if Mr. Han has heard that Wang Tianheng, the closed son of the boxing champion King Kong, openly issued a letter of war?"
Wei San stepped forward, looked at Han Biao, and said, "And he—"
Wei San said halfway and did not continue.
Some words can be said to the end. Han Biao is a smart person and should be able to think of them.
Han Biao was stunned, staring at Lin Feng's back in shock, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Is he, he is that--"
Wei San nodded slightly and said:
"Everyone can touch Mr. Lin, but Mr. Han, you can't - I can only say so much. I hope Mr. Han likes it!"
After saying that, Wei San followed him, leaving Han Biao with a completely confused look on his face, as if he had lost his soul, and repeated a sentence:
Anyone can move, but I can't?
Everyone onlookers were stunned, looking at Lin Feng and others with shock, and after a moment of rest, a sound of gasping for air conditioning came from the sound of air conditioning, one after another, endlessly.
Who is the young man who is so respectful to Miss Han San and Master Wei?
For a moment, the people present guessed Lin Feng’s identity in their hearts?
"He seems to be the magical young man who sells the rejuvenation pill--"
Someone recognized Lin Feng and exclaimed.
"Yes, that's right. I remembered it, it was him - Oh my God, a rejuvenation pill of ten million is so incredible. The most unexpected thing is that everyone is rushing to buy it, and the supply is in short supply!"
"Hmm? Why does this person look familiar? It seems that he was the young master who killed Mo Liuzhi at the birthday party of Mr. Huang Daogong!" Someone asked in confusion.
"That's right. It's this fierce master. At that time, I just took a look at him from afar at the banquet. His peerless posture, which was calm and punched Mo Liuzhi, was imprinted in my heart and would never be forgotten in this life!"
"What, the young master? Oh my God, this, this, this-"
"Not only that, he is also a master of national medicine. Even Doctor Lai is willing to take his position as his teacher, but he is rejected-"
"Master of National Medical Medicine?"
"Oh my God. The young master, the master of national medicine, and the refiner of the Rejuvenation Pill, any name can make the world famous. The peerless talents that the major super families and chaebols compete to win over are now appearing on a person. This is definitely a rare monster."
"Mist grass, people can die if they compare themselves, and goods can be thrown away? Compared with this one, I can't even be considered a waste of rabbit hair."
"Since you have born Yu, why did you live in the same era as such a monster? Please make a thunder and reclaim me."
——
The young master who killed Mo Liuzhi in seconds?
A master of national medicine who even Lai Budou has to become a disciple?
Han Biao's pupils shrank suddenly, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He finally realized what kind of existence he had provoked, and his intestines were almost regretful.
At this moment, he finally understood the saying, in my eyes, you are just an ant!
The other party is not arrogant, he is already very low-key.
But, in other people's eyes, I really don't even count as a dish.
"It's over, it's over-"
Han Biao said in a daze.
——
Under the leadership of Lai Buyi, Lin Feng walked into an antique room. The room was decorated in a simple manner, with a bed, an Eight Immortals table, and a purple clay tea cup on the table.
On the bed, Han Tianhe closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, naked on his upper body, revealing his fair and solid skin, but there were blood lines under his skin, like a blood-colored snake, running around, his handsome face as sharp as a knife, and he occasionally showed pain and vomited blood.
Han Tianhe sat cross-legged in front of and behind each other, pressing one hand on his chest and the other hand on his back to suppress the blood evil spirit with internal strength.
Among them, the old man with gray hair and beard is the half-step master Zhang Taishan.
The other one is not someone else, the indifferent man around Han Tianhe, whose strength is unfathomable and probably is above Zhang Taishan.
However, at this time, the two of them were weak, sweating profusely, and their faces were pale, and they were almost exhausted and could not hold on.
Wang Xuanhu and Heng Yan Yilang's faces were solemn, not very good-looking, as dark as the bottom of the pot.
Since the two of them went into the house to make trouble, they have not seen what kind of difficult and complicated diseases this is?
Don’t even hear it?
How to start and how to treat it?
The two of them were at a loss and tried all possible methods, but they were useless!
"How can such strange evil symptoms be found in the world?"
Wang Xuanhu's brow frowned into the character "Chuan", looked at Hengyan Yilang, and said, "Master Hengyan has a good way to cure diseases?"
The smoke was shy and the face was gloomy and he didn't say anything.
Wang Xuanhu sighed and said:
"This strange evil disease is unheard of. It is rare in the world and is an incurable disease. It is normal for Master Hengyan to be helpless. It is better to let them - please be smart, right?"
"Hmph, what kind of weird evil symptoms? It's just a fever or cold in a child. When I apply Taihe medical skills, the disease will be cured!"
Hengyan said in a deep and gloomy wave. He had just spoken out loud. If he just went out like this, wouldn’t he be slapping himself in the face? Where is the face of the Big Green Camp?
No, the face of the Big Green Camp cannot be lost!
Hengyan's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Wang Sang, today I will let you see the Taihe magic needle of my big green camp!" But he said in his heart, let's treat the dead horse as a living horse.
"Taihe magic needle?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xuanhu was stunned, and then a trace of sperm flashed across his turbid eyes and said, "But the acupuncture method that is known as a living dead?"
"Haha. Wang Sang has some knowledge!"
Hengyan smiled proudly and said to the man behind him:
"Kishiya-kun, get the needle!"
Hengyan took a pack of silver needles in one wave, took out a seven-inch long silver needle, disinfected it, and pierced it into Taichong, Neiting, Hegu, Fengchi, Quchi and other acupoints in turn with a special method.
Hengyan took out another seven-inch silver needle and stabbed Han Tianhe's Xingjian point.
The moment the silver needle pierces—
Ahem —
Han Tianhe coughed out a mouthful of blood, and the bloodline on his body gradually faded!
"Look, the bloodline has subsided."
Seeing this, Wang Xuanhu's eyes lit up, exclaimed loudly, and then clasped his fists to Hengyan and said, "Hehe. Master Hengyan is indeed the direct descendant of the Green Camp Hengyan Medical Saint. Taihe Divine Needle is well deserved to be the acupuncture method of the living dead. I admire it!"
"Hehe. It's just a path."
Hengyan shook his head and smiled, with an unspeakable conceit and arrogance between his eyebrows, and said, "My big green camp Taihe medical skills are the origin of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine and even world medical skills. You can only get the truth, but you have not got the essence."
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