My Love Life with My Soft Girlfriend

The blossoming blood flowers appeared in front of the three of them.

For a moment, whether it was Ning Xiangtian or Lanxi, their hearts were raised in their throats, and they looked at Old Madam Ning's lap for the first time.

I saw that Mrs. Ning's legs were close to the knees, and a cherry-sized wound was cut by the knife, but the blood flowing out of the wound was not red, but almost black.

Dead blood!

Ye Fan's energy was highly concentrated, he quickly put down the scalpel, and slapped Old Madam Ning's legs with both hands in a peculiar way. Without a single pat, the black blood flowing out of the wound increased a bit.

Black blood flowed down Old Madam Ning's legs into the wooden basin under her feet, and the blood was dripping from the calf below, looking extremely terrifying.

Ye Fan beat for nearly three minutes, and stopped when there was no more black flow out of the wound.

"towel."

Lanxi hurriedly gave Ye Fan a clean towel on the floor, Ye Fan wiped his hands, and shouted again, "Golden Needle."

"give."

Ye Fan took the golden needle belt without turning his head, quickly spread it out on his legs, his right hand passed over the golden needle belt, nine golden needles of different lengths appeared between his fingers, and in the next second, Mrs. Ning's on the legs.

The specific process, the two onlookers could not see at all.

Ye Fan kept the longest golden needle in his hand, hiding it between his middle fingers. With the wave of his right hand, several blood spots appeared on the knees of Mrs. Ning's legs in just one breath.

Only ten seconds have passed since the surgery, but Ye Fan's forehead was covered in sweat, which shows how much effort the treatment takes.

However, this is just the beginning...

In the courtyard, under the locust tree.

Ning Huarong was sitting on the wooden bench, looking at the mountains in the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

Ning Xi stood quietly behind her grandfather, her hands on her shoulders, her movements were gentle, she seemed to feel the tension in her grandfather's heart, and her unique sweet voice sounded.

"Grandpa, my brother never does anything he is not sure about. He said that if he can cure grandma's disease, it will definitely be cured!"

Hearing this, Ning Huarong's thoughts slowly returned, and his old face was full of emotion.

Probably, maybe... that's what love looks like.

"Girl."

"Grandpa, say it."

"Can you tell grandpa what kind of person this Ye Fan is?"

"Brother is great!"

Ning Xi squatted down with a slight smile, leaning her head gently on Grandpa's lap, her facial features were like carefully carved works of art, without artificial, only natural, no need to deliberately dress up.

Ning Huarong lightly stroked the girl's blue silk with both hands, and said, "No matter how good Ye Fan is, my granddaughter is no different. You are with that kid because he took advantage of him."

"certainly not."

When the breeze hit, the hem of the girl's gauze skirt swayed gently in the wind, her snow-like jade arms fiddled with the grass on the ground, and the low ponytail tied with black and soft blue silk was the finishing touch, she raised her face, Gao eyes There were some objections.

"Grandpa, after I met my brother, under his influence, I achieved a lot of achievements that I didn't even dare to think about. All of this is due to him. My brother is much better than me."

Ning Huarong shook his head and laughed. He did not argue with Ning Xi. A doubt flashed in his eyes under the white eyebrows, "This Ye Fan is not simple, Grandpa can't see through him."

Over the years, Ning Huarong has seen too many young talents, but no young man has ever left such a deep impression on him.

Leaving aside Ye Fan's amazing calligraphy skills, it is extremely rare to say that he has a calmness that does not fit this age group.

can only say…

Age is not everything!

Ning Xi's eyes turned slightly, looked left and right, and whispered, "Grandpa, Xiaoxi will tell you a secret, but you must promise not to tell others."

"Ok?"

Ning Huarong was confused and lifted up his granddaughter on his lap. In his impression, this was the first time this little girl looked like this. He asked curiously, "What the **** is going on?"

"Oh, grandpa hasn't promised me yet."

"Okay, I definitely won't tell anyone."

Ning Xi smiled, took Grandpa's big hand in both hands, and whispered: "Grandpa, in addition to being the first in the genius list, he also conquered superconducting technology during the summer vacation. By the way, Grandpa knows what superconductivity is. ?"

"Superconductivity is..."

For a moment, Ning Huarong was stunned.

However, he quickly reacted, his pupils contracted violently uncontrollably, his long beard trembled, and he lost his voice: "Superconductivity?!"

"Ok."

Ning Xi's laughter sounded in the courtyard.

At first, her reaction was even more exaggerated than that of her grandfather...

Regarding the matter of superconductivity, Ye Fan has signed a non-disclosure agreement. This matter must be kept secret before it is announced.

These Ning Xi also knew, but when she saw Grandpa's worried expression just now, she hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't help but feel compassion, and wanted to use this matter to divert Grandpa's attention.

As it turns out, she succeeded!

Ning Huarong's face was dull, obviously unable to digest this information.

Although his achievements in the business world are far less than that of his son, he has been in the business for many years and naturally understands what superconductivity is.

The technology of superconductivity has been proposed for a long time. When the concept of this technology first appeared, it caused a huge sensation in the business world.

Countless businessmen smelled the smell of blood from this technology. The most popular saying at the time was that as long as superconductivity can be conquered, then there is no need to do anything in this life, and the patent fee can be received softly.

pity…

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is quite cruel.

The people who spent a lot of money on this at the beginning have lost everything. Until the subsequent countries announced their participation in the research and development of superconducting technology, people in the business world understood a truth.

The technology of superconductivity is not a field that mere businessmen can relate to at all.

However, with the failure of each country in the field of superconductivity, the world has realized that the technology of superconductivity does not belong to this era.

Over the years, it's hard to hear about superconductivity now.

But just now...

Ning Huarong's first reaction was that he didn't believe it, but when he met his granddaughter's pure and flawless eyes, he couldn't say the questioning words on his lips.

After being silent for a full minute, he spit out two words with difficulty.

"real?"

Ning Xi pursed her red lips, her face full of unhappiness, and said quietly, "Grandpa doesn't believe in people, hum!"

"Cough-cough-"

Ning Huarong blushed and said quickly, "Xiao Xi, it's not that Grandpa doesn't believe you, but this matter... It's really hard to believe, that's superconductivity!"

"Dad also knows about this. If Grandpa doesn't believe it, he can ask Dad, but... Dad also seems to have signed a non-disclosure agreement."

Saying that, Ning Xi stuck out her tongue, "Don't say it was me, otherwise, Dad will definitely kill me again."

"Dare he?!"

Ning Huarong glared at him and patted his chest, "Don't be afraid, girl, with your grandfather here, even if you borrow a hundred courage from your father, he won't dare to say anything."

Ning Xi covered her mouth and laughed non-stop, the gurgling sound was as sweet as an oriole.

At this time, the treatment in the house has also reached the final stage.

"Sister Lan, help hold grandma's legs. The next treatment may make her feel pain."

"good!"

Miss Lan nodded.

Ye Fan shifted his body sideways, stared at the crook of Mrs. Ning's legs, took a deep breath, and tied two cuffs above his knees. The next second, the scalpel returned to his hand.

"Whoosh-"

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The next chapter may have to wait until the morning, there is something wrong in the writing, it needs to be overturned and rewritten, sorry~