In Su Xuan's unexpected sight.

Miss Song knelt on the ground with a 'pop' sound.

The tears flowed down, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Brother, please save my grandpa's life."

"You can have anything you want."

Su Xuan smiled half-heartedly: "So, I asked Miss Song to accompany me for one night, and you are willing?"

Miss Song was stunned.

His face turned pale instantly.

After hesitating for a moment, she seemed to have made a decision, bit her lip and nodded: "Yes! Yes!"

Su Xuan sighed softly: "Get up."

Miss Song stood up quickly and looked at Su Xuan closely with her phoenix eyes.

Su Xuan said with a smile: "Okay, okay, just stay with me for one night. If you want, I don't have the ability."

"I can take action to save the old man."

"But you have to promise me three things."

"First, I will take something from your house, no matter what, you are not allowed to stop it; second, I will beat someone tonight, I don't know how much it will be, and you must help me solve the trouble; third, in the future, I will beat someone.

Do something for me, even if it goes against ethics."

Miss Song lowered her head.

The first thing is to take away something from the Song family, which is nothing more than gold and silver.

The second thing is, if it is murder, Miss Song may have to consider it. As for beating a person and clearing up the trouble, it couldn't be easier.

The third thing is something you need to think about carefully.

Even if it violates ethics and morals, isn't it just murder and arson?

Seeing Miss Song's hesitation, Su Xuan added: "Don't worry, I won't necessarily let you do anything heinous and bad."

"As for taking something from the Song family, it's not a corporate group, equity or real estate."

Miss Song took a deep breath.

Nodding vigorously: "Okay, I agree."

Although it was empty talk, Su Xuan was not afraid that they would regret it.

When you treat the old man later, leave something in his body.

As long as the Song family regrets it, Su Xuan guarantees that the old man will be ten times more miserable than he is now.

At this moment, Su Xuan had a row of information in his mind.

Diagnosis: Amethyst cold air enters the body and spreads throughout the body.

Cause: Close contact with Amethyst Hanshan caused the cold air to enter the body and attach to Osteosaurus, which could not be dissipated.

Repair: You can use the Tribulation-Transcending Golden Needle to introduce the amethyst cold energy into your body and refine it into pure spiritual energy.

Su Xuan looked at Miss Song and said, "Now go find twelve silver needles and then notify the hospital to prepare for rescue later."

"The old man will suffer from organ failure for a period of time."

"It might be a few minutes, it might be ten minutes."

The Golden Needle of Transcending Tribulation requires the infusion of spiritual energy, which shocks the lungs, acupoints and meridians and imprisons him. The old man is extremely weak now.

Su Xuan was afraid that when the amethyst cold air was drawn out, the old man would not be able to bear it.

"It would be nice if there was a pill. Why do we need so much trouble?" Su Xuan looked regretful.

Within a few minutes, Miss Song found the silver needle.

"Fate Palace!"

"Tian Yuan!"

"Shou Sui!"

"Lophosaurus..."

The silver needle entered the body and the spiritual energy was poured into it, causing the old man's face to turn red quickly.

The spiritual energy continued to vibrate in the old man's body, causing his blood to flow and his heart to beat violently.

Immediately afterwards, the ward door was opened.

A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked over while chatting with the director of Tianyang Hospital.

Behind the two of them were a group of professors from the hospital.

After seeing the silver needles on Su Xuan and the old man's bodies, everyone's expressions changed wildly.

"What are you doing!"

"It's nonsense, stop it quickly."

The dean and the middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses turned pale and shouted angrily.

"Miss Song, stop them."

"The cold air has been shaken away by me. I gave up halfway. The old man can't live for three minutes."

Su Xuan spoke in a deep voice.

Miss Song glanced at Su Xuan, then at the people at the door, and finally stood in front of everyone.

"Dad, Dean Hu, please wait a moment."

Miss Song's eyes were pleading.

Dean Hu said coldly: "What is he doing?"

Miss Song whispered: "I seem to be giving grandpa an injection."

Dean Hu glanced at the point where the silver needle entered the acupuncture point, shook his head and reprimanded: "This is nonsense, I can't name those acupuncture points."

"The human body is like a secret treasure, with as many acupuncture points as stars. The known ones and the unknown ones are countless."

"There are some unknown acupuncture points that will cause injury if touched and death if destroyed. And can acupuncture be inserted into the temple at will?"

Dean Hu was so frightened that he almost burst into tears.

If the master dies here tonight, Tianyang Hospital will not be able to open in the future.

This is the Yannan Song family.

Mr. Song spent his whole life fighting in the army, and his talents were all over the world. Although he has now retreated to the third line, his influence is still here.

If his former subordinates heard that Song Fu died here.

Can all the eighteen generations of Dean Hu's ancestors be dug out and questioned.

"Stop him quickly."

The middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses spoke anxiously.

But then, he was stopped by an old man with white hair and beard.

With an excited look on his face, he pushed aside the crowd and walked out, saying in a deep voice: "Wait a minute, let this little brother continue."

The old man’s name is Zhang Jiuyang.

One of the members of the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, who has raped Chinese medicine practitioners throughout his life, has always been known for his boldness and outspokenness. At that time, he attacked the president of the Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine and almost got into a fight at the meeting.

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?"

Everyone looked at Zhang Jiuyang.

He was shocked and delighted, his whole body trembling: "This is the legendary golden needle to overcome tribulation!"

The Golden Needle for Overcoming Tribulation.

A needle in my hand can save the world from thousands of calamities!

Dean Hu asked curiously: "Is the Tribulation-Transcending Golden Needle very powerful?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled bitterly: "It's more than powerful. The golden needle for overcoming tribulations, the nine-turn plum blossom needle, and the life-death needle are known as the magic needles that restore life. Ancient books record that the golden needle for overcoming tribulations, the nine-turn plum blossom, and the yin-yang needle can control life and death and take away people's life span."

It can both save people and kill people.

This is already a magical skill, beyond the level of ordinary medical skills.

There are even rumors that the Golden Needle and the Nine-Turn Plum Blossom Needle were created by immortals from the hinterland of Shu Mountain.

When talking.

Su Xuan had already withdrawn the needle, and all the surging Zishan cold energy was sucked into his body.

Just for the next moment.

Feeling the old man's rapid loss of life, Su Xuan frowned.
To be continued...