The Best Physiognomist

When Lin Shilan saw the middle-aged man surrounded by four bodyguards in black suits, her face changed slightly. She immediately gave up the idea of ​​returning to the Lin family, and then walked quickly to the middle-aged man and greeted him respectfully.

"Uncle Chen, hello!"

"Miss Lin!"

After waving his hand to signal the two bodyguards in front of him to move aside, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen responded with neither enthusiasm nor indifference. After nodding, his eyes went directly to Chen Yuanqiang, who was lying quietly on the ground, with sadness and anger in his eyes.

Then, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen took a deep breath, and then turned to a portable medicine box behind the bodyguards, and the kind-hearted old man with white hair bowed his head and asked.

"Mr. Hua, please help me!"

"It's my duty!"

The white-haired old man called Mr. Hua responded with a chuckle, and walked lightly to Chen Yuanqiang's side. After squatting on the ground with bent knees, he stretched out his fingers and put them on his wrist. The originally kind face was gradually replaced by cohesion.

Afterwards, the white-haired old man surnamed Hua retracted his fingers on Chen Yuanqiang's wrist, then opened the medicine box beside him and took out seven silver needles of different lengths that emitted cold light.

Taking a deep breath, the slightly pale hands of the white-haired old man, with a speed and strength that was completely beyond his age, directly inserted the seven silver needles into Chen Yuanqiang's limbs, temples on both sides and heart.

If Ouyang Danmei had not left the hall, she would have been shocked and shouted out the Thirteen Needles of the Mysterious Ghost after seeing the acupuncture method performed by the white-haired old man.

If Jiang Fengye had not left the hall, the moment the white-haired old man appeared, he would have recognized the other party's origin, and then stepped forward to salute respectfully and respectfully called the other party "Master Uncle".

Three seconds!

In just three seconds, the motionless Chen Yuanqiang suddenly struggled a few times, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Resurrection!

Seeing Chen Yuanqiang, who had been dead for several minutes, come back to life, the people around couldn't help but stare at him with their eyes wide open, looking at Chen Yuanqiang and the white-haired old man with an expression of disbelief.

The middle-aged man surnamed Chen couldn't help but clench his fists, his breathing gradually became heavier, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Only Lin Shilan's beautiful eyes showed a trace of shock and doubt.

She was shocked by the medical skills of the white-haired old man surnamed Hua who brought the dead back to life, and was puzzled by the acupuncture method he just performed, as if she had heard of it somewhere before.

"Dad!"

Chen Yuanqiang slowly opened his eyes and saw the middle-aged man surnamed Chen in front of him. After shouting excitedly, he closed his eyes and fainted again.

"Mr. Hua, what's going on?"

The son who had been rescued fainted again after just saying hello to him. This made the middle-aged man surnamed Chen, who had just experienced the transition from sadness to joy and then back to sadness, unable to remain as calm as a rock, and asked anxiously.

Putting his fingers on Chen Yuanqiang's wrist, the white-haired old man surnamed Hua checked again and directly took back the seven silver needles inserted into Chen Yuanqiang's body.

Then, the white-haired old man surnamed Hua stood up and said with a gloomy look.

"Chairman Chen, the injury of the noble son is too serious. He is already a dead man who has stepped through the gates of hell. With my old medical skills, I am really powerless."

"Mr. Hua, if even you, the miracle doctor, can't help, then Qiang'er is really hopeless!" After hearing the reply from the white-haired old man surnamed Hua, Chairman Chen suddenly took a step back and said with a sad look.

"It's fate, and it's beyond human power to change it!" Shaking his head, the white-haired old man surnamed Hua sighed with a compassionate look.

"Mr. Hua, there are five million in this card, and the password is exactly the same as before. I hope you can do your best to save my son's life."

It's not the first time that Chairman Chen has dealt with Mr. Hua in front of him. How could he not know the intention of the other party's sigh just now?

He quickly signaled a sexy and charming woman with amazing appearance behind him to take out a bank card, and then handed it to Mr. Hua and asked.

But unlike in the past, when facing the bank card handed over by Chairman Chen, although a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man surnamed Hua, he finally shook his head and refused.

"Chairman Chen, it's not that I am unwilling to help, but that I am powerless due to my limited medical skills!"

However, thinking that Chairman Chen in front of him is still a wealthy man with a net worth of more than 3 billion and an indispensable top-quality customer, the white-haired old man surnamed Hua reminded Chairman Chen after careful consideration.

"Chairman Chen, the car accident just now not only caused nearly 70% of the bones of the young master to be broken, but also his internal organs were forcibly moved. It can be said that he is a dead man who cannot die again!"

"If you really want to bring him back to life, then there are only two people in the world who can do this."

"Who is it?" Chairman Chen asked hurriedly.

"One is Yixin, who is known as the immortal who saves the world, and the other is the poison saint who is known as the king of the world!"

When mentioning Yixin, the immortal who saves the world, Mr. Hua's tone is a little humble.

When mentioning the poison saint of the king of the world, his tone is very tender.

"Old Hua, where does Yixin live now?"

If the king of the world is understood literally, the poison saint is probably not a serious doctor, so Chairman Chen directly asked where Yixin, the immortal who saves the world, lives.

"Shushan, located in the east of the Saint's Land, is about 170 kilometers away from Ningji City."

"Prepare the car and go to Shushan immediately." After getting Yixin's address, Chairman Chen immediately instructed the bodyguards around him.

"Chairman Chen, Yixin suddenly announced that he would return to the mountain eighteen years ago and rarely sees patients, so you'd better be mentally prepared." Thinking of the old man with a weird personality who made him respect and hate him, the white-haired old man surnamed Hua quickly reminded him.

"Mr. Hua, is that Yixin a human or a fairy?" Chairman Chen asked with a smile while instructing the bodyguard to carefully carry his son to the car.

"An ordinary old man!" The white-haired old man surnamed Hua, who vaguely guessed Chairman Chen's means, replied with a smile.

"If he is a human, then he must have needs."

"If there are needs, then Chen will use money to meet his needs."

After hearing the reply from the white-haired old man surnamed Hua, Chairman Chen said incomparably domineeringly.

"If the doctor disagrees, then Chen will use money to throw at him. If 10 million doesn't work, then 50 million. If 50 million doesn't work, then 100 million. If 100 million doesn't work, then 500 million. Chen doesn't believe that money can't save my son's life."