take an acre with you

Qingshan City, Central Hospital, a high-level special care ward.

A young man was lying on the white hospital bed at this moment, wrapped up like a mummy.

"My wretch!"

At the head of the bed, a beautiful woman was crying at this time, and a middle-aged man stood beside him, whose appearance was somewhat familiar to the person on the bed.

If Zhang Xiaohu was here at this time, he would definitely recognize that the person on the bed was Qiao Dong from the Qiao family. [

"What's the matter, your son is not dead!" the middle-aged man said lightly, his words were full of coercion, full of the aura of a superior.

"Dad, I want that bastard to die!" Qiao Dong's eyes showed ruthlessness.

The middle-aged man standing here is Qiao Yuanshan, Qiao Dong's father.

"Son, don't worry, those who dare to touch our Qiao family will never end well!"

Qiao Yuanshan took out his mobile phone and made a call in front of his son.

…………

Song Family Villa.

"Little villain, why are you here?"

Su Xiuxiu was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the big villa in front of her, with surprise on her face, why didn't she think of this place.

"Of course it was cured?" Zhang Xiaohu was speechless.

"You can cure diseases?" Su Xiuxiu became more and more curious, this guy was full of mystery.

Zhang Xiaohu laughed and said, "Your husband is the best!"

Su Xiuxiu rolled her eyes, the little villain is really thick-skinned, thinking of how crazy she was last night, she couldn't help but blush, but when she thought about what happened during the day, she couldn't help worrying, the Qiao family was really hard to deal with.

Zhang Xiaohu was driving the car, and there were already people waiting outside the villa.

"Brother Xiaohu, you are here!"

Cheng Xi was waiting at the door. He was specially arranged by the old man.

I thought Zhang Xiaohu came here alone, but when he saw the beautiful woman walking out of the car, his eyes couldn't help but look straight, damn it, brother Xiaohu is really awesome, when did he get a beautiful woman.

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

Su Xiuxiu's face turned red, it was as red as an apple, and when she pinched it lightly, it seemed as if water would come out of it, she shook her head again and again, "I... I'm just his ordinary friend!" [

Zhang Xiaohu hugged Su Xiuxiu's waist, "Don't be shy, you are my wife now, it's normal to be a sister-in-law, by the way, let me introduce you, this is Cheng Xi!"

In front of other people, Su Xiuxiu couldn't adapt to being hugged by a man, but she couldn't get out of the struggle, so she had to let the little villain play tricks.

"Ah, you are the young master of the Cheng family?" Zai Suxiu asked in surprise.

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at Su Xiuxiu, "You know this guy>

Su Xiuxiu looked at Zhang Xiaohu like a monster, "Master Cheng, how could our Su family not know!"

Cheng Xi was surprised and said, "You...you are Su Xiuxiu from the Su family?"

Su Xiuxiu nodded without denying, "How did you know the little villain?"

As a small family in Qingshan City, Su Xiuxiu knows the distribution of some forces, and the Cheng family is one of them. A large group with billions of dollars is not comparable to ordinary families. , and now waiting at the door, what kind of people live here? Suddenly, a thought popped up in his mind, did he really ignore the giant Qiao family?

Su Xiuxiu is a clever girl, suddenly she felt that the little villain in front of her was very mysterious.

Cheng Xi met Su Xiuxiu at a certain party, and it looked familiar just now, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but now she finally remembered that this beautiful woman is Su Xiuxiu from the Su family.

"Brother Xiaohu, you are so awesome, you will be my big brother from now on, I never thought you would dare to snatch Qiao Dong's fiancée!" Cheng Xi once again confirmed that Zhang Xiaohu was better than he imagined.

Zhang Xiaohu laughed and said: "Don't talk about it, I'm in a hurry to get treatment, I'm late, that guy might die!"

"Yes, why did I forget the business!" Cheng Xi patted himself on the head.

………>

Walking through the path paved with gravel, the three of them walked into the hall of the villa.

"Ah, it's you!"

"Damn, why are you here?"

Walking into the hall, I immediately remembered the exclamation.

Zhang Xiaohu stared and wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

Song Yuying covered her small mouth and pointed at Zhang Xiaohu. She never thought that it was the young man from the countryside who treated her grandfather.

"Yuying, what are you doing, this is the miracle doctor who saved your grandfather!"

Song Wanjun yelled loudly, in order to invite this genius doctor back, he really spent a lot of thought, and with the help of Cheng Zhendong, he finally invited the genius doctor back. [

Zhang Xiaohu glanced briefly and saw an old acquaintance.

"Uncle Song, she and I are friends!" Zhang Xiaohu stopped.

Song Yuying's heart is calmer than anyone else's. She thought that there would be no intersection in this life, but she just met here. She remembered the scene in Langya Mountain back then. She just saw that beautiful woman. For some reason, she suddenly flashed Feel sad and disappointed.

"Master, please be respected by your disciple!"

The acupuncture king, Mr. Feng, bravely came to Zhang Xiaohu and bowed his head in person.

Ever since he lost last time, Mr. Feng has been unable to forget the bet he made. As a doctor of Xinglin, his thinking is feudal. Although the reform and opening up has swept the country, he dare not have any avoidance.

Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help being surprised, it was just a joke at the beginning, he didn't have the ability to accept a needle king as an apprentice, and he was scolded to death if it spread.

"Old Feng, what you said is serious. It was just a joke at the beginning, so you can't take it seriously. I think we should forget about it!" Zhang Xiaohu politely refused.

"What I said to Mr. Wang Feng is the water that is poured out. My ability is not as good as yours. From now on, you will be my master!" Mr. Feng attaches more importance to this matter than anyone else.

I am willing to gamble and admit defeat, and Mr. Feng will not lose his debt.

The people on one side were stunned for a long time, and some couldn't believe what happened before them.

A generation of needle king Feng Lao is going to become someone else's apprentice, and if word of it spreads, it will probably cause a huge sensation.

Zhang Xiaohu saw that Mr. Feng's personality was very stubborn, and if he refused to agree, it would be a trouble sooner or later. If he accepted this apprentice, he might be able to save a lot of trouble in the future.

"In this case...>

"The apprentice has met the master!" Feng Lao brought a cup of tea, Zhang Xiaohu followed up politely, took in an apprentice, brought tea and water, unfortunately, he was too old.

"Master, I have been looking up the acupuncture methods used by the master for the past few days, but I have not been able to find the source. I don't know what acupuncture method you are using?" This is the thing that Mr. Feng wants to know the most.

"You are my apprentice now, so I will tell you that this is the Nine Dragons Flying Needle Technique passed down by my teacher!" Zhang Xiaohu didn't mind revealing it.

"Kowloon...>

Zhang Xiaohu didn't want to explain, what he wanted was this effect.

"Uncle Song, what do I want?"

After accepting an apprentice, the next step is to treat the disease. Before the treatment, it depends on the preparations.

"Big villain, why are you doing this!" Song Qianqian said dissatisfiedly, you haven't been cured yet, so you have to look at those things, what's the matter.

Zhang Xiaohu squinted, "I'm happy!"

"You're shameless!" Song Qianqian just couldn't understand this kind of person.

"Qianqian, don't say a word!" Song Yuying looked helpless.

Zhang Xiaohu showed a mouthful of white teeth, "You are shameless, see, this handsome guy has teeth, I forgot to tell you, I use black toothpaste!"

Song Qianqian rolled her eyes, this has nothing to do with black toothpaste.

Song Wanjun glared fiercely, fearing that something might happen again, "Little genius doctor, I've prepared what you want for you!"

There was a red wooden box on the table. When I opened it, it was full of ginseng with neat roots.

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction. Thirty top-quality ginsengs were indeed related, and they were all at least 300 years old.

"That's right, that's good, I'm going to treat the illness now!"

Zhang Xiaohu is a cheerful person, if he has absorbed all these ginseng, his spiritual energy will definitely be improved to a higher level.

Song Wanjun spent a lot of thought on these things, now seeing Zhang Xiaohu satisfied, he let out a long sigh of relief, and finally understood what Uncle Cheng said, this guy loves this kind of things, he glanced at Cheng Zhendong gratefully.

It was still the same room as last time, and still had a strong smell of medicine.

The last time I came here, old man Song's breath was stable, and now he is dying, and he will die at any time.

"I need absolute silence for healing!"

Zhang Xiaohu drove away the doctors and nurses, walked to the side of the hospital bed, put out the silver needle, and started to work.

"Will there be any problems?" Su Xiuxiu asked worriedly.

Cheng Xi patted his chest, "Brother Xiaohu is very powerful, it will definitely be fine to treat Master Song, have you seen those wild ginseng, they are all apologetic!"

Su Xiuxiu was startled again, looking at the middle-aged man, a memory popped up in her mind, and a strange look flashed in her eyes again, "This is the Song family?"

"You're right!" Cheng Xi looked at the stage and replied casually.

"Little villain, who are you?"

The silver needles in Zhang Xiaohu's hands were flying, his eyes were dazzled, he couldn't see clearly, the only person in the field who could understand was probably Feng Lao, as the king of acupuncture, he had studied all kinds of acupuncture, but he had no impression of this kind, he understood What kind of terrifying existence did I encounter.

"come out!"

"Bring the basin!"

Song Wanjun immediately put the basin on the ground, and the dying Mr. Song spat out black blood streaks into the basin, and a rancid smell came from the house immediately.

"All right!"

Zhang Xiaohu took the silver needle away, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Song is poisoned by Gu poison. Think about when he offended someone?" Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help reminding.

"What, Gu Poison>

Song Wanjun and Mr. Feng couldn't help being surprised, Gu poison, isn't this a trick from the southern border, how could it appear here.