Yuxiang

In fact, this is an exemption clause. The focus is on the fact that Murong Xianxian is not qualified to practice medicine. In fact, Chinese medicine is different from Western medicine. Many Chinese medicine is taught by precept and example, which is different from the wholesale teaching of Western medicine.Of course, Chinese medicine has also begun to be wholesaled now, but some traditional old Chinese medicine still use the teaching method of one teacher and one student or one teacher and several students.

Zhang Hongmei was somewhat dissatisfied that the old man could not be cured, while Su Zhiqiang was curious about the confidentiality clause... The so-called 'fame and fortune', if you can sum up the goals that people in the world pursue, are actually these two words.Whether you intend to or not, you can't jump out of these two words, like the status of the Su family, if Murong Xianxian can really make Su Guowei stand up again, even if she is not qualified to practice medicine, she can still make a lot of money.

"Forget it, Hongmei, I've made a promise. As long as Dad can stand up again, it doesn't matter what the conditions are. Money is nothing more than a number to our family." Su Zhiqiang finally made a decision, and immediately went to submit the statement and the exemption agreement The flash image is fine.

About an hour later, Murong Xianxian came out of the ward with a neither happy nor sad expression on his face.

"Murong Xiu, how is my father's health?" Su Zhiqiang asked quickly.

Murong Xianxian looked surprised: "You don't know about your father's situation?"

Su Zhiqiang didn't choke on the saliva at all, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I mean, how sure is my father's cure?"

"I told Ms. Zhang just now that this is the situation. If you agree, you can sign the declaration and the agreement, put your fingerprint on it, and then I will do the acupuncture." Murong said slenderly.

"We agree. However, can we accommodate one thing?" Su Zhiqiang asked cautiously.

"What's the matter?" Murong Xianxian asked vigilantly.

"My father has a close friend. I heard that you are the inheritor of Bamen Jinsuo Needlework and Sailing Against the Current Needlework. I really want to see it. Please rest assured that he has no intention of stealing his master." Su Zhiqiang said.

"No, please complete the relevant documents immediately, my time is precious." Murong Xianxian immediately refused, with no room for accommodation.

"Ok."

Su Zhiqiang and Zhang Hongmei had no choice but to agree when they saw her appearing to leave at any time.

After the two signed the documents and stamped their fingerprints, Murong Xianxian checked the two documents carefully, then carefully folded them and put them away: "You can start now. One of the family members can be at the scene. Don’t make a fuss about anything, or you will bear the consequences.”

"Row."

Su Zhiqiang agreed, and then looked at his wife: "Hongmei, I'll accompany Murong Xiu inside, you are outside, call Uncle Yue."

"Okay..." Zhang Hongmei looked at Murong Xianxian, swallowed the rest of the words, nodded, took out the phone and dialed a number...

In the ward, the nurse guarding there had already been invited to give birth. Su Guowei had already woken up when Murong Xianxian felt his pulse. The old man had already experienced a lot in his life, but he was very open-minded: "Murong Xiu, let go Treat the old man, this life of the old man was snatched back by the master from Hades 30 years ago, if it is near the age of seventy, he will die soon!"

Murong Xianxian smiled slightly: "Mr. Su's open-minded nature is admirable. You also know the process of the treatment. Please rest assured that it will not hurt very much. Be careful, I am going to give the injection now."

She asked Su Zhiqiang to help untie the old man's jacket, revealing his upper body, took out the golden needles that had been prepared, and filled them with true energy, the originally soft golden needles were immediately straight as a sword, and the shadow of Murong's slender palms brushed between the old man's chest and abdomen, and in an instant eight golden needles The corresponding acupuncture point has been pierced, and only a little needle tail is exposed.

Although it was just a series of seemingly simple movements, Murong Xianxian was very dignified. After resting for a while, she suddenly stretched out her hands and bounced off the tails of the eight golden needles... It seemed a bit weird to Su Zhiqiang, It was obvious that the gold needle was hit, but it didn't move at all, but Su Guowei's body shook slightly, and he let out a sigh of satisfaction... Murong's slender hands flicked on the needle quickly, forming a series of afterimages, but faintly There was a trace of wonderful rhythm, but Su Guowei's complexion on the hospital bed gradually improved, his expression was serene, and there was a look of joy in his eyes...

In a luxurious villa in Bihai Mountain Villa, a white-haired old man put down the phone somewhat desolately: "Hey! As expected."

On the opposite side of him, a middle-aged man in Tang suit chuckled softly: "The other party refused?"

The old man nodded.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "Actually, even if you go, it's useless. Unless she is willing to teach you, you won't have to look at it dozens of times. But you have to remember the house I told you. If you can get it Here, it will be of great benefit to you and the family members, but remember not to force it, otherwise it will be disgraceful instead of humiliating."

The old man's eyes flickered: "Is that house really that good?"

"It's not that the house is good, it's that the geomantic omen of the land is good. I've traveled all over the country and only found a dozen good places." The middle-aged man said.

"Then what's so good about this land?" the old man asked curiously.

"Just remember what I said, Lao Yue, I have leaked too many secrets, this trip is also to avoid disaster, I am afraid you and I will never see each other again, don't send it away, it will make people worry. "After speaking, the middle-aged man stood up, waved his hands smartly, and walked out of the hall.

The old man moved and sat back to his original position, with a trace of sadness on his face, he murmured: "Heavenly secret, you two have known each other for 40 years, if you don't see me off... don't you worry?"

In the intensive care unit of the central hospital, the treatment has been going on for more than ten minutes, and sweat has appeared on Murong Xianxian's forehead, and her hands are bouncing on the eight gold needles like playing a piano...Suddenly, her hands speed up , let out a soft drink: "Get up!"

As soon as the shadow of her finger was retracted, she retracted her hand, with eight golden needles between her fingers.Almost at the same time as he shouted to her, Su Guowei sat up in response, and spit out a stream of black blood... Murong Xianxian seemed to have been prepared, and raised his left hand quickly, covering the black blood with a towel .

"dad!"

Su Zhiqiang originally saw his father's complexion improved, and his heart was full of joy, but he didn't expect to vomit blood suddenly, and almost rushed out in a hurry.

"It's okay, it's just the forced blood, it's better to spit it out." Murong Xianxian threw the towel into the washbasin under the bed, and then carefully put the golden needle into the needle bag.

"Oh, thanks!"

Su Zhiqiang thanked him absently, and came to Su Guowei's side: "Dad, how are you feeling?"

"Hehe, it feels like I can live for a few more years."

Su Guowei bowed his hands to Murong Xianxian on the bed and said: "Thank you for saving my life, the little genius doctor. I am grateful for the kindness of my master and apprentice for two generations."

"Mr. Su, you're being polite. I'm not a doctor, and we can only help you stabilize your condition, but not cure it. Let's not mention this life-saving grace."

Murong Xianxian sent a message to Su Zhiqiang: "Boss Su, can the 50 down payment be transferred to my account now?"

"Of course, Zhiqiang, don't be lucky, pay 100 million in one lump sum." Su Guowei said first.

Of course, Murong Xianxian couldn't refuse this kind of good thing. After giving the account number, Su Zhiqiang immediately went out to make a call to transfer the money. Zhang Hongmei also hurried into the ward, and the two nurses helped the old man get out of bed. The little nurse took a look at Murong Xianxian, His eyes were a bit strange.

When she applied for the card, she also handled the mobile phone binding business by the way. As long as there are funds in the account, there will be a text message reminder. The zero dazzled her a little... Just a few hours ago, she hadn't worried about the property management fee, water and electricity bills, but in the blink of an eye, she became a millionaire lady, and she couldn't hide her joy anymore. A smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Su, the transaction is over, and it's time for me to go back." Murong Xianxian bid farewell, but she was actually feeling a little tired.

"Oh, Murong Xiu, I'll send you a car." Su Zhiqiang hurriedly greeted the driver, this time, Murong Xianxian did not refuse.