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Just as Yang Fan and his friends were about to get in the car, two low-key cars braked rapidly past them.

As everyone looked over, they saw that the doors of the two cars were opened almost at the same time. Rong Moxun and Kunze, both with serious faces, walked towards Sui Yi first, followed by the bodyguards.

What is this?

Just when Sui Yi was puzzled, Rong Moxun had already reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Something happened to Mr. Yuan. Come with me now."

Rong Moxun, who was usually calm, showed a rare hint of anxiety.

"What happened?" While Sui Yi was asking the question, he followed Rong Moxun's force and walked towards the car.

"Sui Yi..." Yang Fan called her worriedly.

Sui Yi waved his other hand at him in a hurry and said, "Don't worry about my mom's people. I have something to do and I'll leave first. I'll call you when I'm done..."

As soon as Sui Yi got on the bus, the group quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. Yang Fan watched them leave, his brows becoming even tighter.

"What happened to Mr. Yuan?" Sui Yi, who was sitting in the car, asked hurriedly.

"Head injury, unconscious." When these eight words came out, Sui Yi was shocked.

"Manual or accidental?"

Mr. Yuan is so old that he might break a bone if he falls. If it is man-made, it would be a big problem.

"Man-made!" Rong Moxun answered simply.

"Who dares to attack our Chinese heroes?" Sui Yi immediately got angry: "Tell me, I will kill him!"

Looking at her fierce little expression, Rong Moxun's originally agitated heart calmed down a little.

The car drove to a low-key and secluded manor. They got out of the car, opened the door, and ran into the open gate. They bumped into a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties who came out to greet them.

She pushed the man aside and rushed in, and the man was almost knocked to the ground by her.

"Where is Mr. Yuan?" Suiyi rushed into the living room and stretched his neck to look around, "Where is he? Someone please lead the way..."

The servants in the living room were a little confused. Old Master Rong and a group of Yuan family members who were sitting in the living room with serious faces were also frightened by her.

In addition to them, Director Zhao who was at the military hospital last time was also standing in the hall with a few people in military uniforms.

It was a military doctor wearing a military uniform and a white coat who heard the noise upstairs and came to the stairs.

"Here, Suiyi." Doctor Liang greeted her hurriedly. When Rong Moxun came in, he saw the little girl rushing up like a monkey.

The movement was so fast that Mr. Rong thought he was dazzled.

Following Doctor Liang, we came to a bright and sunny room. Another doctor was walking back and forth in the room with an anxious look on his face. Old Yuan, with a gloomy face, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

"What are the results of the examination?" Sui Yi said as he walked to the bedside and put his hand on Yuan Lao's pulse: "Why not send him to the hospital?"

"Don't move!" After Doctor Liang said this, Sui Yi's face turned ugly.

"Mr. Yuan's cervical vertebrae were severely injured?" Although it was a question, Sui Yi's words were certain.

The cervical vertebrae were severely injured, and if there was any movement, Mr. Yuan might die immediately.

"Silver needle!" Sui Yi lifted the quilt off Old Yuan and unbuttoned his clothes.

Doctor Liang unfolded the silver needles that he had prepared long ago and placed them next to Sui Yi's hand.

A needle was inserted into the top of Mr. Yuan's head, followed by the second and third needles. The two military doctors held their breath and no one dared to make a sound.

The main reason is that Mr. Yuan’s current condition is not optimistic and they themselves are helpless.

From the way he used needles, they could more or less tell that he was an expert.

After the last needle was inserted, Sui Yi reached out and flicked the first needle on the top of his head.

Suddenly, a buzzing sound was heard, and all the needles on Yuan Lao's body began to vibrate.

The two military doctors opened their eyes wide and their jaws dropped.

Could it be that they live in some kind of martial arts world?

No wonder the two patriarchs of the Rong family strongly recommended this little girl. It turns out that she is really an extraordinary person.

When the tremor stopped, Sui Yi pulled out the silver needle and inserted it into Yuan Lao's neck again.

"Scalpel." Sui Yi stretched out his hand.

Doctor Liang and others hurriedly took out the scalpel and handed it over.

Sui Yi cut open Yuan Lao's neck from the side, and dark red blood slowly flowed out. Sui Yi then used a silver needle to force the blood from the injured part of Yuan Lao's head to the wound.

Sui Yi carefully observed the color of the blood, and when he felt that it was about enough, he put the silver needle into the neck again, and the bleeding stopped instantly.

After suturing and giving Mr. Yuan an injection to shrink the wound, it took four or five hours to finish everything.

Sui wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh.

"Okay, I'll write another prescription. Just have Mr. Yuan take good care of himself for a while and he'll be fine."

This is not a minor injury for Mr. Yuan. Besides, Mr. Yuan is old, so he needs to take good care of himself for a while.

Two military doctors hurriedly squeezed through the crowd to check on Mr. Yuan's injuries, and Military Doctor Liang also pushed over instruments for examination.

Wow, the specifications are quite high.

The 21-year-old girl walked down the stairs in a swagger, with two military doctors following her diligently. At first glance, she looked like a gangster boss with her own little brothers.

Everyone in the Yuan family looked at Sui Yi in unison, and Old Man Rong also stood up and looked at her nervously.

"Please change Mr. Yuan's clothes." The blood was all over the place, which really affected Mr. Yuan's image.

The elderly Mr. Rong staggered, and Rong Moxun quickly helped him up.

Mrs. Yuan and Yuan Wenxin also looked gloomy, and Yuan Xupeng even started crying.

Suiyi looked at them blankly with a sad expression and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I have tried my best." Sui Yi said that he really tried his best.

Making Old Yuan come alive all of a sudden is something that only gods can do. Maybe it’s possible in the world of immortals, but it’s impossible here.

But after hearing Sui Yi's words, Yuan Xupeng cried even louder, and even Mrs. Yuan and her daughter shed tears.

Suiyi...Don't go too far.

The two military doctors looked at each other helplessly, and Doctor Liang explained: "Mr. Yuan is no longer in danger of death."

The crying stopped abruptly and everyone looked at him.

"I think Suiyi means that Mr. Yuan is a little dirty, and he wants you to change him into clean clothes." Doctor Liang felt a little tired.

Everyone turned their attention to Suiyi again, and Suiyi nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, not only his body, you'd better change his bed sheets too."

"Just be careful when you move him, especially his neck. If he gets hurt again, there's really no way to save him."

At this point, she came to her senses and asked, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Everyone...this girl is said to be Mr. Yuan's savior, but why can't they help but want to beat her up?

No matter what, it is a blessing in disguise that Mr. Yuan is safe and sound.