The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Ye Huan knew that the situation was critical, so he didn't care much about it, so his eyes were wide open on the spot, full of murderous intent.

The doctor who rushed over suddenly shuddered.

I just felt that there was a murderous god standing in front of me, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, and I almost peed in fright.

"Look, he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry."

Ye Kangyan was so happy in his heart that he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

But if he really wants to laugh, he has to be the target of public criticism.

Ye Kangyan took a deep breath, and instantly possessed a playful spirit. With a sullen face, he said with grief: "Ye Huan, what are you trying to do, don't bully people too much!"

"Luoxuan Building has specially opened a medical room, stocked with top-notch medical equipment, and there are even famous Chinese doctors stationed there, ready to treat the old man at any time."

"They tried their best, but they couldn't save the old man. Why do you want to save the old man without a medical license?"

The people in the Shaying camp also wished for the old man to die quickly, and chirped: "That's right, that's right, stop making trouble, you are not welcome here!"

"Shut up all of them!"

Ye Huan let out a loud shout, using all his internal strength, and his voice instantly covered the entire building, like a helicopter descending suddenly, crazily tearing at everyone's eardrums.

For a moment, no one in the audience dared to speak.

Even Ye Kangyan closed his mouth in shock.

Shaying was dumbfounded, staring at Ye Huan in disbelief.

He is a martial artist, after years of hard training, he has reached the strength of the acquired second level.

If you don't count the masters of the hidden world, you can be called one of the best in the outside world.

But Ye Huan just lightly hecked, he only felt a huge coercion coming!

He is a martial artist, so he can feel the turbulent internal force hidden in that volume.

It's as vast as the sea, and as dignified as the abyss!

It's just that Ye Huan suppressed his inner strength rationally, otherwise, all the ordinary people in the audience might be shocked to death!

Words follow the law, one word kills!

"What did he go through in just five years to actually possess such terrifying strength."

Sha Ying's heart was full of turbulent waves, and he couldn't calm down for a long time!

Those subordinates that Sand Eagle brought were silent like cicadas, as if facing a formidable enemy, they didn't dare to look at Ye Huan at all.

They thought that Ye Huan's subordinates were the biggest threat.

Now it seems that Ye Huan is the last big devil to provoke!

If they get angry, they will be killed casually!

When the scene was tense, Ye Qingyi spoke softly, breaking the silence.

"Young Master Ye once rescued Patriarch Cai, who was dying of illness, and even senior Hu Yue, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, worshiped him as his teacher. His medical skills are unfathomable, and he has reached the point of perfection."

"If even he can't save Grandpa, I don't think anyone in this world can save Grandpa's life anymore!"

When everyone heard the words, their expressions were unbelievable. It was hard to imagine that Ye Huan still had such abilities.

Ye Kangxuan immediately echoed: "If you don't believe it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Young Master Ye has more skills!"

"He's still a top-notch master of appreciating treasures! In the antique circle, there are quite a few veterans who hang the portrait of Young Master Ye, worship him day and night, and regard him as a master of antiques!"

"It's not surprising that he knows medical skills. In fact, we should trust him. After all, the old man's life is already hanging by a thread. What are we still worried about!"

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard this!

Many of them are in the antique circle, so they naturally know about this rumor, but they don't know that Ye Huan is the person of the portrait!

What the hell, what else does Ye Huan not know! ?

The doctor woke up like a dream at the beginning, and hurriedly said: "Then what are you waiting for, Mr. Ye, please go there quickly, or it will be too late!". Seven

Ye Huan took a deep breath: "That's exactly what I meant!"

The doctor beckoned and trotted towards the medical room. Ye Huan moved quickly and followed him away, not forgetting to prepare the silver needles in advance.

People in Ye Kangxuan's lineage naturally chose to trust Ye Huan unconditionally, and immediately followed Ye Huan's footsteps.

As for Ye Kangyan, his expression was cloudy and uncertain.

If the old man really came back to life, all his nasty things would be revealed sooner or later.

Sha Ying stepped forward, patted Ye Kangyan on the shoulder meaningfully, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Kang Yan, please be safe and don't be impatient. This is Seven Star Begonia Fragrance. Even if that guy is very capable, he can't play tricks."

Hearing Sha Ying's reassurance, Ye Kangyan heaved a sigh of relief: "Then let's go over and have a look. If this kid doesn't succeed, we can still put the shit bowl on his head."

"Haha, who said you are not, this kid wants to ask for trouble, we will help him!"

Shaying laughed loudly, and followed with brisk steps.

The others followed suit, waiting to see Ye Huan get embarrassed.

At this moment, the medical room has already become a mess. Various instruments are beeping sharply, and the red lights are flashing non-stop. The doctors are at a loss, with helpless expressions on their faces.

"What should I do... Although Patriarch Ye is not brain-dead, his heartbeat has stopped, and the pacemaker will not come back..."

The attending doctor Wang Sheng sighed, and the others also shook their heads, their eyes full of despair.

boom!

At this moment, the door of the medical room was kicked open.

I saw a figure flashing across like a flash of lightning, and arrived in front of the hospital bed in an instant.

All the doctors looked at Ye Huan in astonishment, not knowing who this person was.

But after a while, the doctor who was sent out arrived panting, supported his waist and said:

"Everyone, don't be nervous, Mr. Ye is a genius doctor, he has a way to save Patriarch Ye!"

"A technique of Chinese medicine?"

Wang Sheng frowned when he saw the silver needle in Ye Huan's hand.

"But, at this critical moment, can ordinary acupuncture work?"

He is actually from a family of Chinese medicine, but he feels that Chinese medicine is too inefficient and useless.

So he went to study in Europe halfway, and now he is considered a well-known master of Western medicine.

Seeing that Ye Huan wanted to use acupuncture to cure Ye Tianrui's disease, he looked absurd, because it was impossible!

But Ye Huan didn't have time to take care of Wang Sheng. Seeing Ye Tianrui's pale face, his heart froze immediately, he took out the silver needle, and prepared to perform the "Nine Suns Xuanhuang Needle" that brought back life!

Ye Tianrui is old, his organs are aging, and his body is not as good as before. In addition, Ye's family has a lot of affairs, and he is mentally exhausted, so it's no wonder he doesn't fall ill.

Now, it is very possible to be poisoned by the poison planted by the sand eagle, and his life is hanging by a thread, so he can only use Zhigang Zhiyang's "Nine Yang Xuanhuang Needle" to try!

The silver needles have already been sterilized with alcohol, and they are shining with a breathtaking light.

Ye Huan flicked lightly, and the silver needles pierced Ye Tianrui's acupuncture points like lightning, instantly blocking Ye Tianrui's vitality, lest Ye Tianrui could not bear Ye Huan's internal force during the treatment and died.

After placing nine silver needles in a row, Ye Huan did not hesitate at all, following the route recorded in "Nine Suns Xuanhuang Needle" in his mind, instilled internal force into Ye Tianrui's acupuncture points.