Chapter 8 The Dragon Among People
"Mr. Tang... Of course, what I said will count!" Looking at Tang Long with a proud look in front of him, Lin Wei really regrets it now. But regret is useless. Now, it is time to fulfill her promise.
If she really wanted to warm her bed, her reputation for life would be ruined. Thinking of this, her pretty face turned red in an instant.
Looking at the young man in front of her, who was beautiful and had evil spirits, she felt strongly uneasy.
Is this her fate?
"Haha, you are indeed a brave woman, dare to act and take responsibility. OK, I remember your words, but as for which day, I haven't decided yet, I'm going home now." Tang Long's face showed a wicked smile, he glanced at Lin Wei, who was as dumb as a chicken, stood up, walked to her, bent down and whispered in her ear: "Go back and wash your hair, I'll come to you one day when I'm in the mood." After that, he laughed and turned around and left the bar.
Lin Wei looked at Tang Long's back as she walked away, and her mood was also particularly complicated at this time.
At this time, Lin Ling'er had returned to her side.
"Your choice is not wrong. Believe me, he must be the dragon among people!"
"Linger, your judgment has always been very accurate. I hope this time, I won't let me down."
"Don't worry, I'm a psychic. If you don't believe me, then forget it." Princess Lin Ling'er smiled and turned around and left.
"I believe it, can't it be okay?" Lin Wei was really convinced of this little cousin.
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At this time, in the bedroom of a mansion, a young man with blue bodies was lying there like a stiff corpse. Although his eyes were opened, he looked around in ignorance. His mouth was wide open, but he could not make any sound, looking no different from a dead person.
"What the hell is going on? Who dares to touch my Zhang family? I will let his whole family commit a funeral!" At this time, the door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open, and a white-haired old man wearing a light blue training suit stepped in from outside. The white eyebrows were as snow-like as snow, staring at the angrily eyes, and the light surging out of his eyes was like a ball of flames that could explode at any time, burning everything.
When the people around saw him coming in, they all subconsciously avoided him for a few steps, as if they were afraid that they would be scorched by his anger.
There is a kind of fear from the bottom of my heart about this person.
The only grandson of the Zhang family was actually caught by someone else's plot and almost became a dead person.
As soon as this news came out, it shocked the Zhang family.
People from the Zhang family gathered outside the house and were at a loss.
"Don't worry, Doctor Ye is here." At this time, someone shouted softly from outside, and the door was pushed open by several young men in suits, escorting one person and quickly walked in.
The man who came in was wearing a leather melon and leather hat.
He walked in a hurry and showed extremely agility.
Behind him, a young man followed closely behind, holding a medicine box in his hand.
"Doctor Ye! You are finally here. Come and save my grandson. He is the only legitimate grandson in our Zhang family. He must not be in trouble. If he has a few shortcomings, I, the old man, will not be able to survive." At this time, the old man with a violent expression suddenly thumped, knelt down to the person who came, and said with tears in his eyes.
"I'll do my best to save people if I ask you."
The person who came was a little moved was so dared to reach out and support Mr. Zhang up from the ground.
"Doctor Ye, come and see what's going on? We can't pull out this needle anyway. It seems to have sealed the qi meridians..." The old man stood up and pointed to a place behind Zhang Long and said.
Behind Zhang Long, a needle with a dragon-shaped pattern tattooed on his body was stabbed steadily behind him, trapped in the flesh and could not be pulled out at all. If it was forced to pull it out, it might cause nerve damage. In the future, it would be extremely risky.
So after seeing this needle, everyone fell into silence.
Everyone knows that this needle is extraordinary, and the person who emits this needle is even more extraordinary.
Ye Wanliang is well-known in the capital area. He is not only ranked as the president of the Chinese Medical Association, but also the leader of the most prestigious folk medicine in China.
In traditional Chinese medicine, that is absolutely the first person.
Judging from the years, he was just middle-aged. He became famous at a young age and could be said to be a great genius in the medical field.
Of course, his appearance fee is not low, it is said that the minimum is around one million.
This time, the Zhang family invited him to come forward, which cost a lot of money.
"Dragon Locking Needle?" Ye Wanliang was looking carefully at this time, and suddenly pointed at the needle with some excitement.
"What is the Dragon Locking Needle?" After hearing his words, several core members of the family in the house were shocked. Although they had never heard of this name, they all felt the seriousness of the situation.
What can surprise Doctor Ye, who is knowledgeable, must be unusual.
"This ancient Yaoxian Li Zhenren, the legend of the Dragon Locking Needle, was created by the ancient Yaoxian. Zhenren Li not only created a set of peerless needle techniques, but also created an extremely powerful technique called Shenlong Pantian..." Seeing everyone's surprised eyes, the genius doctor Ye was not in a hurry to save people, but instead calmed down and told everyone the allusion about the Dragon Locking Needle.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
I completely forgot about treating the young master. I looked at the great immortal with a star flying and listening to it.
"Oh, it hurts so much..." Zhang Long, who had been lying on the hospital bed and was half-unconscious, suddenly screamed and woke up. At this time, his face turned pale and his body was still twitching slightly. His eyes were wide open, and the severe pain made his expression distorted, and he looked extremely ferocious.
"Long'er, how are you?" Seeing that his son was awake, Zhang Zixuan suddenly stepped forward and said with a pity.
"Xiaolong, I am your grandfather, wake up quickly." Zhang Hongtu roared with red eyes at this time, shaking Zhang Long's shoulders hard, trying to wake him up.
"Don't move, let go, I'll solve it." At this time, the miraculous doctor Ye Wanliang took a step forward, separated everyone, quickly opened a medicine bag on his body, opened a long small box, took out a few golden needles from it, and then quickly stabbed Zhang Long's body a few times. After Zhang Long was stabbed for a few times, his body's swelling changed rapidly.
A stream of turbid air was discharged, which immediately made his body feel much more comfortable.
Chapter completed!