my strong female president

Chapter 372 Restoring memory
"Talk about that little brother's condition!" the old man said lightly.

When the Emperor of God heard the words, his attitude immediately became respectful, "Old sir, please!"

The old man nodded, and then with his hands behind his back, he led the two long-haired men into the supreme private room.

When Ling Qingcheng and the others saw the old man coming in, they stood up.

"Mister, who are you?" Ling Qingcheng asked.

The majesty of the old man disappeared long ago, and he looked at Ling Qingcheng with deep eyes, "The old man comes from a remote mountain and old forest, and he has been practicing medicine in addition to studying medicine.

This time the old man made a special trip here, in fact, for the scroll of the Jiuyang Resurrection Needle.If a few are lucky enough to photograph this scroll.The old man promised to see a doctor for this little friend and help him recover his memory.My condition is very simple, that is, to witness the entire contents of the scroll with my own eyes. "

Ling Qingcheng was suddenly excited, "Grandpa, can you really restore my husband's memory?"

"Yeah." The old man nodded, "This old man has always kept his promises. He never lies."

"Okay, if the old man can restore my husband's memory, I will agree to your terms."

……

after an hour.

The auction ended successfully. Ling Qingcheng spent nearly [-] billion to successfully bid for the scroll.

As soon as the follow-up work was completed, outside the private room where Ling Qingcheng and the others were, there were more than a dozen men staring at the door of the private room.

"The master said, even if you want to grab the scroll, you have to grab it!"

"Brother, when shall we do it?"

"No rush. When they come out, we will follow."

……

"No one dares to take what our poisonous sect wants. This woman dares to snatch the scroll from us. I must let her taste the power of our poisonous sect!"

"Brother, what should we do now?"

"Find a chance to grab it back!"

"Brother, how about I go in and grab it directly?"

"You know what a fart. Now that so many masters are staring at the scroll, if you snatch it, it will be difficult for us to get away."

"Brother, what you said is right!"

……

In the supreme private room.

The old man took out more than a dozen silver needles, and he waved his hands as fast as lightning. In an instant, Leng Jianchen's head was filled with silver needles.

Following the shaking of the silver needle, Leng Jianchen's forehead was immediately covered with thick cold sweat, and the cold sweat was also mixed with greasy sticky substance.

After more than half an hour like this, the old man took a long breath, "Okay, the toxins in his brain and body have been cleaned up, and within 10 minutes, he will recover his memory."

Ling Qingcheng suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked urgently: "Grandpa, do you mean that he will be able to recover his memory in 10 minutes?"

"Well. Originally, it was impossible for him to recover his memory in this life. But this little friend is a cultivator with extremely high cultivation. As long as he reaches his level, the body's resilience is very strong. If it is not The toxin has suppressed all brain functions of the brain. He will not lose all his memories either," said the old man.

Ling Qingcheng frowned when she heard the words, what Jiang Zhiruo said was not the same as what the old man said.What's the matter?

"What? What's the problem?" The old man cast a glance at Ling Qingcheng.

"Grandpa, to be honest. Before you, someone has already read it for him. But what she said is different from you." Ling Qingcheng said.

"What's the difference?" the old man asked.

"She said that only the resurrection needle can repair the damaged memory cells in his brain, but you?" Ling Qingcheng didn't say the whole thing.

"But I didn't use the resurrection needle?" the old man asked.

"En." Ling Qingcheng nodded.

"Girl, have you seen the Resurrection Needle?" the old man asked.

"No." Ling Qingcheng shook her head.

"Actually, you have already seen it." The old man said.

Ling Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "Could it be that you used the soul-reviving needle just now, Grandpa?"

"That's right. There are 99 resurrection needles in total. But I only have 49. The whereabouts of the rest are unknown," said the old man.

"Grandpa, the silver needles you used just now are no different from ordinary needles?" Ling Qingcheng asked in confusion.

"There is no difference on the surface, but there is a great mystery inside the silver needle. The resurrection needle captures the creation of the world and absorbs the essence of all things. If you master the method of using needles, a single soul needle can summon wind, rain, thunder and lightning." The old man said.

"So that's the case." Ling Qingcheng nodded.My heart was shocked to the extreme.One resurrection needle is so scary, what about other resurrection needles?

But she didn't think the old man was lying to her, because he didn't need it at all.

"Girl, can I ask, where are the other resurrection needles?" The old man suddenly stared at Ling Qingcheng, "I could guess the whereabouts of your resurrection needles from your mouth just now. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to spend so much money to come here. Take this scroll."

Ling Qingcheng shook her head directly, "Grandpa, I know the whereabouts of the resurrection needle, but I can't tell. I won't betray my friend."

The old man said: "The old man will not force others to make things difficult."

The old man said and stood up: "Let's go!"

The two men nodded, "Yes, Master!"

Soon, the old man took the two men and left the private room directly.

"Queen, did this old gentleman use the acupuncture method on the scroll to treat the king just now?" Shenhuang suddenly asked after closing the door when he saw the three leave.

"I'm not good at this, so I didn't pay attention. But when I saw him reading the scroll, he didn't even blink his eyes. It must be the content on the fast back scroll." Ling Qingcheng said.

"If this is the case, this person is too scary. The words on the scroll add up to hundreds of thousands of words. I don't know any of them. But he can recite them. Isn't this scary? And this old man The strength is so strong, I have a feeling that he can kill me in seconds with a move of a finger." The Emperor said with some lingering fear.He still remembers the scene at the door before.

"I can feel it too. But I can see that he has no hostility towards us." Nangong Xiyue said from the side.

Ling Qingcheng didn't speak, but she felt the same as Shenhuang Yidao in her heart, and she also felt that this old man was extraordinary.

At this moment, Leng Jianchen who was lying on the sofa suddenly sat up, and then he looked at the strange room in a daze.

"Husband, are you awake?" Ling Qingcheng saw Leng Jianchen sitting up the first time, tears of joy rolled down from his eyes.

"Aren't I in the presidential suite of Longteng Hotel? Why am I here?" Leng Jianchen asked a little strangely.

"You don't remember?" Ling Qingcheng asked incredulously.

"I just remember that I went to see you Ouyang Qian, and then..."

Before Leng Jianchen finished speaking, Ling Qingcheng said: "My husband, let's talk about these things when we go home!"

Here is Nangong Xiyue, she doesn't want her to know more things.

"Okay." Leng Jianchen stood up like a normal person, then looked at Shenhuang Yidao and Nangong Xiyue, "Yidao, why are you two here? What happened?"

"My lord, you have lost your memory." The emperor said with a sharp smile.Ever since Leng Jianchen lost his memory.This big brother Hei, who has always been loyal, never smiled again, and has been working hard.Whatever Ling Qingcheng told him to do, he would do.

(End of this chapter)