God-level cultivation student

"What are you kidding, boy, do you know what kind of disease he has?" and dare to say that it can cure him?" the young doctor sneered when he heard this.

"If I say I can save him, I will be able to save him. Ye Fei said lightly.

"Haha, where did the wild boy come from here is not ashamed, look at what you are wearing, you are still a student, if you can save him, I will gouge out my eyes and use them as a light bulb for you!" the young man laughed loudly.

"Boy, don't bother me!" the middle-aged manager also rushed over and said to Ye Fei.

If the old man died in his shop due to a sudden illness, at most it would be a little unlucky, and their store would not take any responsibility, but if Ye Fei came out to save people, but did not save them, but let the old man die, then their responsibility would be great.

"I'm responsible for what happened. Ye Fei swept his eyes, and the middle-aged manager said lightly.

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the middle-aged manager, but took out the wooden box he got from the middle-aged manager and took out a set of silver needles from inside.

"Hey, what is this young man doing, he can't just think about acupuncture, right?" "Acupuncture can

be used for first aid? This is too, isn't it?"

The young doctor ridiculed even more unscrupulously when he heard this: "Who still uses Chinese medicine these days? Chinese medicine has long been proven to be superstitious and has no scientific basis.

Ye Fei ignored everyone's ridicule, took out a silver needle and flicked his fingers.

Yin~

The silver needle made a crisp trembling sound, and the noisy first floor instantly quieted down.

When they looked at Ye Fei, the silver needle in Ye Fei's hand had been inserted into the old man's patio acupoint, and then Ye Fei shot again, his needle was so fast that even if everyone opened their eyes wide, they only saw one afterimage after another.

When Ye Fei withdrew his hand, his face was already covered with beads of sweat, and he didn't expect that the Four Elephant Needle Method passed down to him by the reincarnation ancestor would cost him so much true yuan.

The four elephant needle methods are divided into four styles, namely: the green dragon swinging tail, the white tiger shaking its head, the turtle exploring the hole, and the red phoenix welcoming the source. Each style needs to be urged by the true element, and it has the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods.

What Ye Fei had just used was the first type of green dragon tail swing, and now, with the meager true element in Ye Fei's body, he could only barely use this style.

However, after Ye Fei collected the needle, the old man did not wake up.

Seeing this, the young doctor ridiculed even more unscrupulously: "Haha, this old man didn't wake up, I said that this kid is grandstanding, do you believe it now?"

Everyone sighed when they heard this, and they still couldn't save it.

Ye Fei's expression remained unchanged, he helped the old man to sit up, and slapped his right hand on the old man's back.

"Wow,"

the old man began to slowly open his eyes after spitting out a mouthful of blue-black blood.

"Wake up, old man wake up!" immediately shouted a sharp-eyed crowd.

"Did you really wake up?"

"This ...... How is this possible?" the young doctor's face and eyes widened into balls, as if they were about to fall, "He has a brain disease, how can acupuncture cure it?"

"This ...... Could this be the legendary four-elephant needle method?" Suddenly

, an old voice sounded, and an energetic old man appeared in the crowd of onlookers, and next to the old man, there were several doctors in white coats.

These doctors didn't know when they had come to the jade shop, but they didn't say anything, and only after seeing Ye Fei collect the needle, the old man led by him spoke.

"That's right, this is the green dragon swinging tail in the Four Elephant Needle Method!" Ye Fei glanced at the old man and said lightly.

"What? It turned out to be the Four Elephant Needle Technique? It turned out to be true! I didn't expect that I would be able to see this long-lost stunt in my lifetime, and it was really amazing!" the old man exclaimed.

"Quick, get the old man on the stretcher. Only then did the doctor who came react and hurriedly ordered.

A group of medical staff hurriedly stepped forward, but instead squeezed Ye Fei aside.

Outside the Yumantang door, a black Mercedes-Benz S600 suddenly stopped at the door with a sudden brake, and a majestic middle-aged man quickly walked out of the car.

"Master Xiong is here.

One of the onlookers exclaimed when he saw the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared.

"He is Yan Xiong, the boss of the underground forces in Haizhou? I heard that he has a well-established background, and even the city leaders of Haizhou have to give him some face.

"It turned out to be a bulletproof version of Mercedes-Benz, I'm afraid this car will cost tens of millions, right?"

"When will I be so majestic as him!" A

group of people were discussing, and the middle-aged manager of Yumantang hurriedly trotted to Yan Xiong, with a flattering smile on his face: "Master Xiong, you are coming, ......" snap~! Before the middle-aged manager finished speaking, Yan Xiong slapped him and pulled the middle-aged manager

stunned.

"Where is Old Song, why don't you take me to see him soon, if something happens to Old Song, Lao Tzu will kill you!" Yan Xiong asked with a sinister temperament between his eyebrows.

"Who...... Who is Old Song?" the middle-aged manager asked cautiously, covering his face.

"It's the old man who fainted in the store...... Yan Xiong said.

"What, that old man turned out to be ...... of the Song family," the middle-aged manager's eyes widened suddenly, and he was stunned.

There is probably only one old Song in the entire Haizhou who can make Yan Xiong take it so seriously, and that is the helmsman of the wealthy

Song family! God, that old man turned out to be the ...... of the Song family

The middle manager was speechless with shock.

Squeak~

At this moment, another champagne-colored Bentley Mulsanne stopped at the door of Yumantang, and a middle-aged man and a young girl aged about seventeen or eighteen got out of the car.

"It's Mr. Song here, come with me. Yan Xiong didn't have time to ask anything else at this time, so he pulled the middle-aged manager and walked towards the two who came over.

"Mr. Song. Yan Xiong came to the middle-aged man and said respectfully.

"How is my dad now?" Song Zhiming hurriedly asked when he saw Yan Xiong.

"Mr. Song, don't worry, Old Song has woken up, and his life is not in danger for the time being. The middle-aged manager hurriedly said.

"It's fine that there's no danger, let's go in and talk. Song Zhiming said and walked in first.

At this time, Song Lao was being carried on a stretcher by several staff members.

"Dad. "

Grandpa.

Song Zhiming and the young girl beside him shouted one after another.

"Are you here?" Song Lao had recovered at this time, his face was ruddy, and he looked no different from a normal person, just to be safe, he had to go to the hospital for a check-up.

"I'm fine, I'm worried. When Song Lao saw the young girl beside Song Zhiming, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Dad, don't talk, let's go to the hospital for a check-up first. Song Zhiming worried.

"My body, I know it. Song Lao shook his head, "I feel much better now." By the way, I must thank that young man, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would never see you again.

As Song Lao spoke, he turned his head to look at Ye Fei, but he didn't find Ye Fei's figure.

"Hey, what about the young man?" the old man didn't see Ye Fei and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, what about the young man, he was still here just now, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye. When

everyone in the audience heard this, they all looked in the direction where Ye Fei was before, only to find that not only Ye Fei, but even Chen Wan, who was with Ye Fei, had disappeared at this time.

"Dad, you go to the hospital for a check-up first, don't worry, I will definitely find this benefactor." Song Zhiming didn't want his father's condition to drag on any longer, so he hurriedly said.

"You've got to help me find the boy. Be sure to thank them. Before Song Lao got into the ambulance, he still remembered it.

When the ambulance that came to pick up Song Lao left, Song Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his brows furrowed secretly.

Haizhou is a city with a population of tens of millions. Even with his Song family's ability, if he wants to have no clues, going to find someone is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Since the middle-aged manager knew that the fainted old man was the old man of the Song family, his heart sank to the bottom, it's over, this time it's really over! The Song

family, that's the real wealthy family in Haizhou.

As the saying goes, you can't be rich for three generations.

A family can barely be considered a wealthy family only if it has been prosperous for more than three generations, and the Song family is such a wealthy family, and it is also the top of the wealthy family.

Song Lao actually fainted in the store where the middle-aged manager was watching, and almost died. As soon as he thought of this, the middle-aged manager had the urge to hit his head to death.

"No, I can't just finish like this!" the middle-aged manager shouted in his heart, racking his brains to find a way to save himself.

"Do you have any clues about that young man?" At this moment, Song Zhiming's voice rang out.

Everyone in the audience shook their heads when they heard this, although they really wanted to have a relationship with the Song family, but whether it was Ye Fei or Chen Wan, they didn't know each other.

"I remembered. The middle-aged manager seemed to suddenly think of something, and said loudly, "The boy is wearing the school uniform of Haizhou No. 1 Middle School. "

My classmate?" Song Qinghua, a young girl standing next to Song Zhiming, showed a surprised expression on her face when she heard this.

The person who saved her grandfather turned out to be her classmate?

" Why didn't I know that there were such characters in Haizhou No. 1 Middle School. Song Qing's eyebrows furrowed slightly, thinking.

"Haizhou No. 1 Middle School?" Song Zhiming raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and nodded, it was enough to have this clue, with the energy of his Song family in Haizhou, he must be able to find this person soon.

At this time, Chen Wan and Ye Fei, who were talked about by everyone, were walking on the street.

When the ambulance personnel carried Song Lao to the stretcher, Ye Fei and Chen Wan had already taken the opportunity to leave Yumantang. Of course, like them, there was also the young doctor who had claimed that if Ye Fei could wake people up, he would gouge out his eyes as a bubble.

Chen Wan stared at Ye Fei while walking, with a touch of surprise in her eyebrows: "Xiao Fei, you are so powerful, you even know acupuncture, and you have also woken up patients who are helpless even by doctors."

Ye Fei smiled, and then said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry, Sister Chen Wan, I caused so much trouble today, but I didn't find a suitable jade pendant for you."

"It's okay, I trust you. If you can't find it today, then come back tomorrow to find it. With you as a little miracle doctor, I'm not afraid that the condition will relapse anyway. Chen Wan smiled gently.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Hey, what are those people doing?" Chen Wan looked up and saw that there were many people at the door of a shop in front of her, pointing at the stones surrounding the door.

Directly above the shop, there is also a huge pat, on which are written the two big characters "Gambling Stone".