Medical Sovereign

"Grandpa is old, and knows that his body won't last long."

There was no melancholy in Mr. Su's tone that hurt Chunqiu's sorrow. At his age, he had already seen through life and death, and said earnestly: "It doesn't matter if Grandpa is dead. After living for so many years, there is nothing that can't be seen through. Money, power, fame and fortune. These things, if you don’t bring them with you in life, you don’t take them with you in death, and you will fight for them all your life. When you die, it’s just a pile of loess. The only thing I can’t let go of is the foundation of the Su family. If our own family cannot unite, how can we carry forward the Su family."

"What grandpa said is that Xu'er listens to the teachings and will definitely remember them in his heart!"

Su Xu bowed his head obediently and replied, but a look of disdain flashed in his seemingly gentle eyes from the angle that Mrs. Su couldn't see.

Old man, the unity you want to see will never be possible. I want to see how that wimpy Patriarch Su Zhengnan can protect his daughter.

Mr. Su is an old man, and he couldn't tell that he was duplicity. He waved his hand in a disinterested manner, "I'm tired, you can go."

"Yes, grandpa, rest well, Xu'er will come to see you when she is free."

Su Xu stood up, bowed slightly respectfully, turned around and disappeared into the night.

"Why!"

Old Man Su closed his eyes wearily, and let out a helpless sigh, which echoed in the night sky for a long time.

Yanguitang is a very famous clinic in Yanjing. The owner, Yan Xun, is famous for his unpredictable Yangui seven needles, and has the reputation of the king of swallow needles for rejuvenating spring.

His son, Yan Ping, was just as his name suggests, with mediocre qualifications, and did not inherit the unique skills passed down from his ancestors. He could only help him every day, acting as the manager of Yan Guitang.

On the other hand, Sun Yanhao was very talented. He started practicing acupuncture at the age of three, and at the age of twenty-five, he had completed 70% of Yan Xun's true biography.

Due to the reputation of Yanguitang, there is an endless stream of patients who come to Yanguitang for consultation on weekdays, and it is open until after 8 pm every day before closing.

But before seven o'clock tonight, Yan Guitang closed the door early to thank the guests, causing the patients who finally came to see the doctor to complain, and they refused to leave for a long time. After treating the guests and promising to give them priority in seeing a doctor tomorrow, they left reluctantly.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

In the backyard of Yan Guitang,

Yan Hao hung up the phone, with an unruly look on his brows, and sneered, "My grandpa didn't even dare to use the name of a miracle doctor. A mere student from Ninghai Medical College dared to call himself a miracle doctor. If it wasn't for my grandfather teaching me medical skills, it would be for me. Those who save people are not for comparison, I have already stepped on him in Ninghai, and now this kid is here, I want to see what this little genius doctor is capable of."

Yan Hao also watched the video that was circulated on the Internet, but he didn't believe it at all, and believed that Ding Ning and Diannan Hospital were deliberately hyping it up. Otherwise, how could a mere student at school be able to do things that even grandpa couldn't do? .

Having become famous at a young age and being flattered by others all day long, he can't help being arrogant, and naturally he can't see others being better than him, the little needle king.

He had a long history with Zhao Zifeng, once drunk, he once said that Ding Ning was useless, he was a liar who deceived the world, stole the world's name, and grandstanding, if he met him, he would definitely expose his true colors.

At this moment, Zhao Zifeng heard that Ding Ning came to Yanjing and was having a banquet in Shengze Garden. He immediately agreed to rush there immediately, and couldn't wait to trample that liar under his feet. I believe that after tonight, there will be no little doctor in the world, only him, the king of needles. The name spread.

It's just that after hanging up the phone, he remembered that there seemed to be a remarkable guest at home today, and even grandpa treated him with respect.

This made him feel a little uncomfortable who has always respected his grandfather like a heavenly man, isn't it just a man and a woman who are about the same age as him? How can you deserve such humble treatment from grandpa?

But grandpa seemed to see through his thoughts, and secretly scolded him not to be rude. Although these two people are young, they have noble status and must be treated with respect.

Although he agreed with his mouth, he was extremely dissatisfied in his heart. He just took the opportunity to answer the phone and stayed in the yard. He looked up at his grandfather and father who were talking to the two young men, a man and a woman, and felt even more upset. , couldn't help but snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

"Yan Xun, your grandson has a temper."

The young man sitting at the head of Dama Jindao said calmly, with a high-ranking arrogance in his tone.

Yan Xun's old face turned pale, and he pulled his son Yan Ping to kneel on the ground with a "plop", kowtowing again and again: "My lord, please make amends. I haven't told Yan Hao the identity of that child, Mr. His lord. Disrespect, the old slave is willing to accept the punishment of the envoy."

The man sternly said with a serious face: "Yan Xun, I think you have been called the needle king these years, and you have lost your head. You have forgotten where your medical skills come from, right? You are just one of the servants of my holy medical school. Sun, you dare to be disrespectful to the patrol angels, you deserve death."

"Honorable envoy, please forgive me, please forgive me, this old slave will never forget the kindness of the Holy Doctor School to our Yan family. The old slave is worried that Yan Hao is young and energetic, and he leaked his words, exposing the relationship between my Yan family and the Holy Doctor School. Because of the relationship, I didn’t tell him the identity of the envoy, please forgive Yan Hao for the sake of the old slave’s loyalty for so many years, the old slave is willing to offer an extra 100 million offerings, and be filial to the envoy.”

Old Yan Xun begged bitterly with tears in his eyes, knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, his forehead was already bleeding, he knew that the holy medical school had a strict hierarchy and how strict the rules were, and secretly regretted why he didn't tell Yan Hao about the Yan family's medical skills earlier The origin of his life caused him to cause a catastrophe without knowing his life or death.

The eyes of the woman who was always watching coldly showed a look of unbearable, and said softly: "Brother Yan, that Yan Hao is young and ignorant, let him be spared."

"Since Junior Sister Qingyun has spoken, let's forget it this time, and if there is another time, I will definitely kill you."

Brother Yan didn't intend to do anything to Yan Hao at first, after all, the school still relies on the industries supported by the world to make money, Yan Guitang is one of the industries with relatively high income, and Yan Xun's reputation is also sold out, it can be said that It's a lot of money, and it's not so easy to support a person to take care of the worldly business again, so he won't be so stupid as to force Yan Xun to quit.

What he did just now was just to beat him, lest he lose his sense of awe, and at the same time let this little junior sister who just joined the sect see the prestige of the sect. Now that the goal has been achieved, Yan Xun is very willing to pay filial piety. He was 100 million, and his junior sister interceded for him again, so he naturally went along with it, giving both parties a step down.

The 100 million fell into his personal pocket, Senior Brother Yan was secretly happy, he is poor and rich in martial arts, even if he is an ancient warrior, he still needs a lot of money to buy rare treasures.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yan Xun kowtowed as if he had been pardoned.

"Get up!"

Brother Yan seemed to be the master of life and death, and ordered calmly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

With Yan Ping's support, Yan Xun stood up tremblingly, and bowed gratefully to Junior Sister Qingyun to express his gratitude.

Turning around, he ordered to Yan Ping in a sharp voice: "Call that wicked son, tell him to come over to me immediately, and plead guilty to the envoy!"

"Yes, father!"

Yan Ping trembled all over, bowed to Senior Brother Yan and Junior Sister Qingyun, and rushed out in a hurry.

"Two honored envoys, I don't know what taste the two honored envoys are used to, so I'll ask someone to book a seat."

Yan Xun was gray-haired, with blood on his bluish forehead, looking rather pitiful, he stood respectfully and asked.

"I don't care, Junior Sister Qingyun, what do you like to eat?"

Senior Brother Yan has been practicing in closed doors all year round, and he is not particular about food, but Junior Sister Qingyun is a foodie. Under her leadership these days, she has satiated her appetite and her mouth has been spoiled. I am looking forward to it now look at her.

"I remember going to a restaurant called Shengzeyuan a few years ago. The first-grade official swallow, tongtian shark's fin, sea cucumber with green onions, fish maw in chicken sauce, stewed skirt, braised mullet eggs, and sweet-scented osmanthus fish tasted very good. The environment is also very good, I don’t know if it’s still open now.”

Junior Sister Qingyun thought about it for a while, then answered like a few Jiazhen, and subconsciously sucked her saliva, as if remembering the delicious food there.

"It's open. Shengzeyuan is a time-honored brand. Although it has been acquired and the owner has changed, the chef is still the same, and the taste of the dishes remains the same. After the renovation, the environment is more elegant than before. I will call now to order seat."

Yan Xun is an old Yanjing, so he is no stranger to Shengze Garden, so he quickly took out the phone to book a seat.

Unexpectedly, before he could dial the number, Yan Ping called, and when he pressed the answer button, Yan Ping's distraught voice came: "Dad, that little bastard Yan Hao didn't want to come back after being beaten to death."

Yan Xun's face darkened, and before he could get angry, Yan Ping continued: "He said he was going to Shengze Garden to compete with others in medical skills. Before I finished speaking, he hung up the phone. If I call him again, he won't answer the phone. I'm driving over there now, and I'll go back as soon as I find him."

"No, don't come back, it's just right, I want to take the envoy to Shengze Garden for dinner, you go and arrange a seat in advance."

Yan Xun felt relieved, as long as he can find Yan Hao in Shengze Garden and ask him to make amends to the two patrol angels, this test must be over.

But when he thought of the extra 100 million spent, he would bleed with distress. Although Yan Guitang made money, he had to make offerings to the holy doctor every year, so there was really not much left.

This 100 million is the private money he saved after working tirelessly and going to the rich and nobles to see doctors for several years. Now that it is gone, how can he not make him feel distressed.

But as long as he can save his grandson's life, he will have to spend no matter how much money he has, which makes him lament in his heart, this child Yan Hao is spoiled by him, he is so arrogant and arrogant that he doesn't even understand the awe, almost for him The Yan family provoked a catastrophe of extermination.

Senior Brother Yan is a strong man in the Tianwu Realm, with amazing hearing ability. He received 100 million tribute money, and he didn't care whether Yan Hao made amends for him. On the contrary, it was Yan Ping's talk about competing with others in medical skills that aroused his interest. Seeing that Yan Xun hung up the phone, he immediately asked, "Yan Xun, are there any medical experts in this world? Just now I heard that Yan Hao wants to compete with others in medical skills?"

Yan Xun's heart tightened, he didn't expect Senior Brother Yan's hearing to be so good, but when he thought that he came from the holy medical school and was an ancient warrior from a super sect, his heart suddenly became clear, and he quickly said respectfully: "I don't know either. , even if there are some people who are praised in the secular world, compared with the holy doctor, they are still competing with the bright moon, which is not worth mentioning."

Senior Brother Yan, who was flattered by this flattery, was very happy, and said with a proud smile: "You will tell the truth, those so-called famous doctors in the secular world don't even have the qualifications to enter our holy doctor school, but since Yan Hao went to talk to others We just went over to watch the competition of medical skills, to see if he has got some points of your true biography, and can take over Yan Guitang's stall."