Best Immortal Supreme System

Peiping, Yangfu.

When the last bit of blue flame extinguished on Yang Hongye's body, Zhou Heng also completed the treatment for the brother and sister.

"It's medicine. Take it orally." He took out a dry rotten corpse grass from his arms and handed it to Yang Hongye. "If you feel any discomfort, you can eat it directly."

Seeing that Yang Hongye didn't take over the herbs, Zhou Heng added: "you can grind them before eating, or you can chew them directly. In a word, they are easy to use."

Yang Hongye stared at Zhou Heng for two seconds, and finally picked up the withered grass from Zhou Heng's hand.

"Well, put on your clothes quickly." There was an awkward smile on Zhou Heng's face.

Yang Hongye nodded obediently, then picked up the bloody black tights on the bed.

Zhou Heng wanted to ask if she had no other clean clothes, but now Yang Hongye had no way to get them, so he gave up. When Yang Hongye was dressing, Zhou Heng forgot to avoid it because he was used to the fruit body of Yang Hongye. Yang Hongye doesn't take it seriously. She dressed herself in front of Zhou Heng if no one else.

At the last moment, Zhou Heng reacted. He turned around and blushed. At this time, Yang Hongye changed her clothes. Looking at Zhou Heng's back, she could not help thinking that this man was really strange.

At this time, Yang Zihuan on the next bed just woke up. He supported the edge of the bed with one hand, covered his forehead with the other, and slowly sat up from the bed.

"Brother Zihuan!" Yang Hongye ran to Yang Zihuan, and Zhou Heng followed him immediately.

"Brother Zihuan, are you better?" Yang Hongye came to Yang Zihuan's bedside and asked anxiously.

"I've cured him of all his injuries, and then he just needs to have a good training for two days to recover his strength." Zhou Heng, who is standing in the back, said.

"I feel," Yang Zihuan moved his fingers and patted the injured position of his chest, "I feel I'm all right now."

The worry on Yang Hongye's face just disappeared. She began to laugh, with a few tears hanging from her eyes: "brother Zihuan, you're OK."

Zhou Heng felt that the current atmosphere didn't seem suitable for him, so he hooked his finger, and the jade broken under the bed flew out immediately, and fell on his hand accurately. He still thinks it's better to sneak out of here.

"It's him," Yang Hongye suddenly said, "brother Zihuan, he cured you." Then, Yang Hongye turned and looked at Zhou Heng, who was preparing to leave here.

Zhou hengchong Yang Hongye smiles awkwardly and nods to Yang Zihuan on the bed.

"I don't know how to thank you, doctor." Yang Zihuan's face also showed a smile, he mistook Zhou Heng for a doctor, "don't know how to call a doctor?"

"My name is Zhou Heng," Zhou answered honestly. "I'm not a doctor." As far as medicine is concerned, all he knows is herbalism in Shennong medical canon. Once it goes beyond the scope of this book, he doesn't know anything about it.

"Zhou Heng!" Yang Zihuan's face showed a surprised expression, "are you Zhou Heng?" Zhou Heng himself does not know, his name has been very loud in the Chinese geomantic circles.

"Ah, yes, it's me." Zhou Heng was confused by Yang Zihuan's fierce reaction.

"Wait, shouldn't you be preparing for the match with the Li family?" Yang Zihuan's expression also became confused, "Why are you here?"

"Our match with the Li family is over long ago." Zhou Heng replied with a smile that he not only won, but also finished the decisive two battles by himself. In a sense, this result is worth him a little proud.

But Yang Zihuan immediately grabbed Zhou Heng's arm in panic: "so the competition between Yang family and he family is over?"

Zhou Heng nodded. Even the contest between the Tong family and the Li family is over. Of course, the contest between the Yang family and the he family ended earlier.

"Who won," Yang Zihuan widened his eyes. He asked Zhou Heng, "who won?"

Zhou Heng sees that Yang Zihuan has just recovered from his illness. Although his physical injury has been cured by himself, Zhou Heng is not sure whether he can bear the spiritual blow, so he hesitates to tell Yang Zihuan the final result.

But what a clever figure Yang Zihuan is. From Zhou Heng's hesitation, he can already guess the result of Yang He's battle.

"Who won the first game? Who won, or the Yang family? " Yang Zihuan is still asking. He just doesn't give up. He won't give up until he hears the answer.

"Who won!" A loud voice rang out outside the door, and then the door was pushed open.

The three people in the room look at the door together. They see Yang Yue and miss Tong standing at the door, and the person who just spoke is Yang Yue.

"Father." Yang Zihuan looks at Yang Yue with a look of disbelief. Yang Zihuan, the successor of the Yang family in the future, knows as well as Yang Yue what this war means to the Yang family. In any case, this war cannot be lost.At the risk of leading the wolf into the house, they united with the Cao family, and even got help from the Academy of special sciences. The Yang family has done their best in this war.

If this war fails, not only those beautiful blueprints about the future will be destroyed, but the current Yang family will also suffer great losses.

"Father." There was a cry in Yang Zihuan's voice.

"Subring, don't say anything." But Yang Yue, as the owner of the Yang family, this defeat should have had the greatest impact on him, but now he looks much stronger than Yang Zihuan.

Yang Zihuan wants to leave the hospital bed. He sits on the edge of the bed and is ready to stand up. But at this time, Yang Yue strode towards him.

Then, in front of the public, Yang Yue put Yang Zihuan in her arms.

"Father Yang Zihuan finally couldn't bear it. The big man began to cry in his father's arms.

"Zihuan," Yang Yue's tone was serious and heavy, "the Yang family won't fall down. I promise you, our Yang family men's road has just begun!"

I have to say that in the eyes of the bystanders, this may be quite moving scene.

But now Zhou Heng is frowning, looking at the hugging father and son, he just feels a little disgusted.

Because Zhou Heng found that from entering the door, Yang Yue did not look at Yang Hongye. Yang Hongye, like a completely unrelated person, stood silently, as if it were a decoration here.

Yes, for the people of the Yang family, Yang Hongye is a kind of decoration, which can spare their lives for the Yang family, so it is quite useful.

"Sad?" Meilin suddenly stood by Zhou Heng's side, he whispered, "in fact, as long as you want, you can change all this."