Chapter 212

Song Qingxue opened her mouth and wanted to call Ye Xiao, but she couldn't say it in the end. She felt that Ye Xiao was a little too much. He knew nothing, but he pretended to know everything here.

Perhaps letting Ye Xiao go now would be the best choice for both Ye Xiao and his grandfather!

Liu Yiyi glanced at Ye Xiao's back, but did not chase him out. She planned to stay here and say a few good words for Ye Xiao later.

After hearing Ye Xiao's words, Wang Wenche did not take it lightly like others did. Instead, his face became solemn.

As for the Six Channels of the Magic Needle, it was indeed as Ye Xiao said. He had not practiced for a few days. Could this kid really understand his acupuncture?

No, it was impossible!

This acupuncture method was learned by his father from his master. How could Ye Xiao, a yellow-mouthed child, understand it?

It should be that he was a blind cat that met a dead mouse and guessed it by accident!

After Wang Wenche calmed down, he put Ye Xiao's words behind his mind and continued to give Song Qigong acupuncture.

For the fourth needle, he pierced Song Qigong's Taichong acupoint.

However, just as the needle pierced Song Qigong's skin, blood suddenly gushed out of Song Qigong's eyes and nostrils, and his face changed from pale at the beginning to as red as a bloody pig liver, as if it would bleed in the next second.

"Ah! What's going on?" Wang Wenche was stunned. Could it be that the boy's crow's mouth really hit the mark? Song Qigong's condition worsened because of poor collateral circulation of blood vessels?

His hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. This was a fatal thing!

"Doctor Wang, what's wrong with my dad?" Song Guancheng asked anxiously. Although he didn't know medicine, anyone could see that the old man must have had some changes in this situation.

Song Qingxue and Huang Mei'e also stared at Wang Wenche nervously, wanting to hear what he had to say?

Liu Yiyi suddenly remembered what Ye Xiao said just now. Could it be that Ye Xiao was not exaggerating, but was telling the truth?

Wang Wenche swallowed his saliva, forced himself to calm down, and then said: "Mr. Song and Mrs. Song, don't worry, this is a reaction caused by the special body of Mr. Song, it's not a problem."

"My father can handle this situation. I'll call my father now and ask him to come and see."

After saying that, Wang Wenche didn't dare to stay any longer, and immediately took out his mobile phone and called Wang Ruohai.

Although the Song family members on the side heard Wang Wenche say that the old man was not in a big problem, Wang Wenche asked his father to help, so how could this problem be small?

At this time, Hong Zhihao said on the side: "In my opinion, it was Ye Xiao who was talking nonsense on the side just now, disturbing my cousin's acupuncture, which led to Mr. Song's current situation."

His words were so insidious, just like the last eunuch of the Qing Dynasty - the old hermaphrodite.

Song Zihao, who already disliked Ye Xiao, also echoed: "Mr. Hong is right, it must be Ye Xiao who caused it. You see, he was so confident when he left, he must have known that his evil plan had succeeded."

"If there is any mistake in the grandfather, he, Ye Xiao, will bear the main responsibility!"

Hearing this, Song Qingxue frowned even more tightly. She knew that Song Zihao was not joking. If the grandfather really had an accident, her family and Tianyitang would definitely put the responsibility on Ye Xiao.

Because Wang Wenche's status is far from Ye Xiao's, it is more appropriate to use Ye Xiao to take the blame.

At this time, Wang Wenche, who had finished the phone call, came over and said confidently: "Mr. Song, don't worry, my father will be here in ten minutes, and my father will contact my master, who will definitely cure Mr. Song."

Master?

After hearing what Wang Wenche said, the Song family members were puzzled. Wang Ruohai was already the number one doctor in Lingzhou. Could it be that Wang Ruohai had a master?

Although they didn't know who this person was, to be Wang Ruohai's master, he must be a master of medicine. It seemed that the old man would be safe this time.

"Uncle, why haven't I heard that my uncle has a master!" Hong Zhihao asked.

Wang Wenche smiled and said, "Your uncle's master was just worshipped not long ago."

"My master's medical skills are unfathomable and can turn decay into magic. Even the four imperial doctors of Longguo are probably no better than him." Speaking of his master, although Wang Wenche had never seen him in person, he often heard his father mention him. He also admired his master very much.

"You should have heard of Master Yu Huaixian, the medical martial arts master! Last time, when Situ Hong, the president of the Jiangnan Merchants' Union, was suffering from an incurable disease, Yu Huaixian was helpless, but my master cured him easily.Huaixian's Thirteen Ghost Needles also lost to my master in the end. "

Speaking of this, Wang Wenche raised his head, seeming to be very proud of having such a master.

Did Yu Huaixian lose?

Hearing this, the Song family became more and more looking forward to this master mentioned by Wang Wenche. Yu Huaixian and his people were naturally well-known. Even many dignitaries in the capital had to travel thousands of miles to Tianhai to find him for treatment, which shows how good his medical skills were.

And Wang Wenche's master was even better than Yu Huaixian. I'm afraid that only the legendary four imperial doctors could rival him!

Ten minutes passed quickly, and there was a sound of footsteps outside the room, and you could hear Hearing the sound of Wang Ruohai talking to someone, Wang Wenche hurried to the door, stood up straight, and prepared to greet his god-like master.

Everyone in the Song family also perked up and looked towards the door, wanting to admire the demeanor of this god-like figure who was comparable to the imperial physician.

However, the next second, a very familiar face appeared in front of them.

Ye Xiao!

Wang Wenche was about to bend down, but he froze in mid-air in an instant, and a haze flashed in his eyes. Why hasn't this kid left yet?

"Mr. Ye, you are so shameless! You have hurt Mr. Song so badly, and you still have the nerve to come back. Do you want to kill Mr. Song before you are willing to give up? "Hong Zhihao shouted arrogantly.

The Song family members also had a bad face for Ye Xiao. How could this toad have such a big face! They drove him out, but he still came in with a shameless face.

Song Qingxue and Liu Yiyi were also dumbfounded. They didn't understand why Ye Xiao came in at this time!

Isn't it enough to be humiliated by Hong Zhihao and Song Zihao?

Just when Song Qingxue was about to bite the bullet and go forward to pull Ye Xiao away, she saw Wang Ruohai followed Ye Xiao in. She keenly discovered that there was no one else behind the two of them.

At this time, an amazing idea suddenly appeared in her mind. Could it be that Wang Ruohai's master is Ye Xiao?

This can't be! How old is Ye Xiao, how can he be qualified to be Wang Ruohai's master?

"Dad, didn't the master come with you?" Wang Wenche asked with some disappointment.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is your master. "Wang Ruohai pointed at Ye Xiao and said.

"Boom boom boom!"

Instantly, Wang Wenche's ears seemed to be filled with countless thunders, making him dizzy and his head buzzing.

Ye Xiao was actually his master's master?

Now that I think about it, the way Ye Xiao addressed me at the beginning seemed to have hinted at me, but I treated this master as a young boy who had no respect for his elders.

Oh my God! What did I do?