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The doctor only allowed two people to go in at a time, but the sober old man Lu denied this restriction and ordered the subordinates of the army to go in first, explaining his own affairs behind him and his views on power transfer. The iron-blooded spirit of the older generation of soldiers.

He talked for a quarter of an hour in one breath, and by the time the family members came in to visit after the business, the old man's spirit was on the verge of exhaustion, and he tried his best to keep his dull eyes open, scanning in front of everyone, but he couldn't utter a word when he opened his mouth. The voice, two drops of yellowish tears rolled out of the corners of the eyes...

"dad……"

"Grandpa..." The ward burst into tears instantly.

At this time, three men hurried in from the outside, two generals in their 50s and a man in his 30s in a black suit. When they entered the door, they knelt down by the old man's ward and cried, "Dad... Grandpa, you'll be fine, just keep going." past!"

It was Lu Zhenning, Lu Zhenhu xiōng dì and Lu Yuxin's older brother Lu Lieshan who had just rushed over from work to see the old man for the last time.They also received a call early in the morning and rushed to the central star, not wanting to save the old man's life...

Lu Zhenning and Lu Zhenhu are the old man's two sons, Lu Bingbing's father and second uncle.One is the general of the General Logistics Department, and the other is the commander of the Southeastern Alliance Army, both of whom are high-ranking executives.

When everyone was sad, no one paid attention to Liang Yong.

Seeing that the old man was about to pass away, Liang separated from the crowd with his hands and squeezed to the side of the hospital bed, not caring about the consequences of Meng Lang's attack.The silver needles in his hand were flying, and dozens of silver needles were pricked on the old man's body in a short while.

"Who are you? What are you doing?"

"What?"

"Guards!"

"Don't mess around with the steamed buns!"

Liang Yong made a sudden move, scaring the people in the room enough, and after a short period of sluggishness, he scolded angrily...

The last sentence was Jiang Liefeng's terrified dissuasion, only he knew that Liang Yong was treating the old man...

But the old man is so seriously ill, and the most famous master of traditional Chinese medicine in the Concentration Alliance has no bàn fǎ, can Liang Yong do it?Although it is said that Liang Yong once woke up a girl who fell from a building for a few minutes, the girl died in the end.The identity of the old man is more important than Mount Tai, and even a slight mistake will have a terrible impact.

Liang can use this action to cure the old man. What if it only makes the old man sober for a short time in the end, or it doesn't work at all, but prompts the old man to die quickly.Such consequences would be too terrible. Even if Liang Yong is Lu Bingbing's lover, the Lu family can't be relieved. The punishment from the alliance army level is even more terrible...

At this moment, Jiang Liefeng broke free from the pain of losing his grandfather, and was extremely reckless for Liang Yong...

After Lu Bingbing entered the room and saw grandpa's ó yàng, he couldn't bear to bury his head in his mother's arms and cry.Hearing the movement, he raised his head to wait and see, and when he saw Liang Yong treating his grandfather, his face was filled with surprise and wonder.Standing firm, little golden stars appeared in his eyes, he clenched his fists firmly and said in a low voice: "Bad guy, come on, you can do it, you can cure grandpa!"

Turning a deaf ear to everyone's scolding, it was Mama Ye who heard Lu Bingbing's whisper from a distance, pulled her zé guài and said, "What did you say? He can really cure Dad."

"En! Mom, he will definitely cure Grandpa." Lu Bingbing said firmly.

A few elders had already gone up to pull Liang Yong, a few burly soldiers rushed into the door of the room, and the doctors who had just left also hurried back. Seeing Liang Yong's actions, they were also very frightened, and their faces turned pale...

Several people couldn't pull Liang Yong, but Liang Yong shook their shoulders and knocked them back.Liang Yong was showing super-powerful mental power at this time, and took the risk of unlocking some of the forbidden skills, so that even if he didn't need all of his god-level strength, he could still use part of his true energy.

His true qi formed an invisible inner shield around his body, blocking the interference of the crowd.This is still because he didn't intend to hurt others, otherwise such a shake of his shoulder could hurt others.He didn't hide the magic of the Yin-Yang world in front of Lu Bingbing, so showing part of his true energy now would not reveal his identity.

"Don't bother, I'm treating the old man." Liang used a firm voice with inviolable deterrence, and a short sentence spread throughout the room, making people unable to resist, as if being instantly captivated.The few soldiers who rushed in were also very strangely sluggish there.

During this process, Liang kept flicking over each silver needle with both hands, continuously injecting internal force into each silver needle, and the internal force entering the old man's body was already beginning to restore those dead body functions.It's just that the old man is dying now, his physical function is extremely weak, and his meridians are severely blocked. It is impossible to circulate the internal force in the meridians in his body for a while, but if he forces his internal force to break through these choked barriers, the old man's meridians will be blocked again. He couldn't bear it, so Liang Yong could only insert dozens of silver needles on his body, inject internal force into multiple places and slowly repair and treat him in sections, and he couldn't see the effect of the treatment for a while.

It is also the first time Liang Yong has encountered such a situation of resuscitating the dead, and there is no room for loss.The spiritual consciousness was in full operation, a thin layer of sweat had already oozed from his forehead, and a faint mist rose from his body.This kind of mist also rose slowly on the old man's body, but the mist emitted by Liang Yong's body was clear and pure, while the mist emitted by the old man's body was more cloudy and yellowish...

"Who is he?" After the initial panic and anger, Lu Zhenning asked in a majestic whisper with a calm face.His younger brother Lu Zhenhu also showed concern.

"He is Mantou, you have to believe in him, he will definitely cure grandpa." The little stars in Lu Bingbing's eyes still haven't faded, and he explained to his father with rare excitement.To this day, Liang Yong has established a tall image of omnipotence in her heart.She firmly believed that as long as Liang Yong took action, he would be able to cure grandpa, but now instead of dān xīn grandpa's illness, she excitedly introduced Liang Yong to her family.

"He's just steamed buns." Lu Zhenning whispered, his eyes flashed, and he didn't say anything else.But from his zhùshì Liang Yong's eyes, he could feel that there was a little more exploration and appreciation.

The whole room suddenly fell silent, staring silently, hoping for a miracle...

After those master doctors of traditional Chinese medicine were terrified, they also became very interested in Liang's unique acupuncture treatment methods, and carefully observed...

They are the attending doctors of the old man, so they naturally know that the old man is terminally ill, modern medicine can only barely maintain his life for a few days, and there is no way to recover.Could it be that such a frighteningly young man in front of him can really perform a miracle? They are more looking forward to it than the Lu family. If Liang Yong succeeds, this will be another epoch-making progress in the history of medicine. How can they be unaware...