"Why do you lie to me?"

After looking at the coffee table that had been broken in half but was empty inside, Old Yuan also smiled helplessly and said hoarsely: "We have rules for pawnshops, not to mention that it is about the King of Medicine... He has been missing for more than 20 years. Every year, I meet people who come to our store to pick up goods under the banner of King of Medicine... The bag of silver needles is not only extremely precious, but also a symbol of the King of Medicine. How could I be uncautious?"

When Mr. Yuan stayed in mid-air with such a posture, he was also very uncomfortable. He coughed violently shortly after a long time: "But, now I can finally feel at ease..." "Hmm?"

"Mr. Lin, put me down first so I can get you something!"

Mr. Yuan said intermittently: "Your hand just now should be the Jiuxuan true energy of Senior Medicine King, right?

If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I wouldn't have given you something...Ahem!"

Lin Yang's face finally became softer, and what he used just now was indeed Jiuxuan true energy.

This mysterious skill was passed down by the Medicine King lineage, and its essence is also an ancient martial arts technique.

In the lineage of Medicine King, many magical acupuncture techniques are used in conjunction with true qi.

Another time and space, I have been practicing since the day the King of Medicine passed on him medical skills. It has been seven years since the moment he came to this time and space, which is considered a small success.

But his body has not practiced ancient martial arts in this sentence. The Jiuxuan True Qi is the most lethal technique he can do at this moment.

The mystery of this mysterious skill lies in the fact that it concentrates the true energy in the body in the hands and bursts out violent power in an instant.

Even those who have never practiced ancient martial arts can use it, but it is just a waste of energy.

After taking the silver needle handed over by Mr. Yuan, Lin Yang stood up after confirming it was correct: "Don't reveal my identity..." Mr. Yuan nodded and said suspiciously: "I don't know Senior Medicine King..." Lin Yang frowned and looked at him coldly.

Old Yuan trembled and quickly closed his mouth.

After sending Lin Yang to the door, he smiled and said, "Senior Medicine King is also the major shareholder of our pawn shop. If Mr. Lin has any needs, just tell me at any time!"

Lin Yang nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously: "These young men outside often came to pawnshops for mortgages?"

"The frequency is not very high, but they have appeared more and more frequently in recent days, and the amount of mortgages has become larger and larger..." As he said, Old Yuan shook his head: "If the elders of their family know about this, they will probably break their legs!"

Lin Yang's mouth raised slightly: "Aren't you afraid that the masters of those big families or the bosses of the group came to come?"

Old Yuan straightened his back slightly and said with a smile: "Then they have to have the courage!"

Lin Yang nodded. Fenglong Pawnshop was able to take root in this land for hundreds of years, so he naturally had its confidence.

After waving his hand, he quickly walked out of Fenglong pawnshop. During this period, Gao Xiaoyu didn't have time to catch up.

She stomped her feet hard, and then she turned around and said coquettishly: "Grandpa Yuan, isn't it just a waste?"

Do you think about it?”

"If he is really a waste, can you still hold on to the prescription he gave you?"

Old Yuan knocked on her forehead: "Little fox, you are only a little good at it, how dare you be foolish to me?"

As he said that, he gave Gao Xiaoyu a blank look: "What's the point of fooling those fat sheep? The pocket money you have in your hands is more than a few million, right?"

"What foolings, what fat sheep?

We call crowdfunding!”

Gao Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I heard that in two weeks, the young masters in Beijing will hold a yacht meeting in Binhai. Do you know how much the ticket for that yacht meeting costs?

It’s all sold to 20 million on the black market!”

Mr. Yuan has lived at such a long time, what can’t be seen through?

Of course he knew the value of this ticket. If he was appreciated by noble people on that occasion, let alone 20 million, even 100 million people would flock to it.

Haven’t you seen what the sky-high price of Buffett’s lunch was sold?

"You're just 20 million, why bother with me?"

"There is great use for other people's money, how can it be easily moved?"

Looking at Gao Xiaoyu's cute and silly appearance, Old Yuan's face gradually became softer: "I don't care about how you torture those kids, but don't mess with Lin Yang!"

...After walking out of Fenglong pawnshop, Lin Yang stopped a taxi on the side of the road: "Go to Hanhai Tingyuan!"

The driver did not rush to start the car, but smiled and turned his head and said, "Young man, I see that you are young, so you can't treat people as well, right?"

Lin Yang was stunned: Can this driver still have the ability to read minds?

Before he could speak, the driver laughed: "What's so strange about this?

Since the day Mr. Qin fell ill, the Qin family has issued a reward. As long as someone can cure the old man, he can take away a huge sum of 20 million! But three years have passed, and the remuneration has increased to 50 million, but the old man's illness has not been cured at all..." It is not a secret that the old man of the Qin family offered a reward for the illness in Tianjin Port. Even though Lin Yang was not interested in these colds, he knew it clearly.

Just as I was about to wave my hand to interrupt him, I saw him shook his head: "But... I suggest you don't waste your time today..." "Why is this?"

"It seems you don't know yet--" The driver smiled and said in a show-off: "I heard that the little miracle doctor in Huichuntang is here today. At most, you go there, just join in the fun!"

"I know Mr. Yao from Huichun Hall, when is there another little miracle doctor?"

Mr. Yao’s Huichuntang is an iron sign in Beijing and Tianjin, but in recent years, Mr. Yao has become weak and has rarely visited medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, there is another little miracle doctor now, which really makes Lin Yang curious.

"It's Mr. Yao's grandson! I heard that I have already obtained the true teachings of Doctor Yao, and it is very likely that Mr. Qin will be cured this time!"

The driver smiled and said, "That's why I told you not to waste your energy. If even he can't cure you, I'm afraid that no one in this world can cure Mr. Qin!"

"Let's go!"

The driver was stunned.

"Even if you don't have the chance, it's a good thing to be able to witness Mr. Qin being healed!"

"Okay, as long as you don't mind the car fare is expensive!"

Half an hour later, Lin Yang stood in front of the Qin family villa.

Looking at the long dragon lined up at the door, I couldn't help but take a breath: It turns out that money can make the ghost push the mill! However, he soon showed a self-deprecating smile, because he was also a ghost dominated by money! Although the Medicine King saved a lot of money in Fenglong pawn shop, even the dividends every year were astronomical.

However, Lin Yang did not want to touch the money.

First, because the money must be spent on your own income, and second, because in this time and space, he has no interaction with the Medicine King. Once he rescues the old man in the future, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?
Chapter completed!