The Genius

Ye Tianlong fell asleep until dawn, the wind and rain, the biggest bed.

He wanted to sleep a little more, but there was a vibration in his ear. Ye Tianlong took a look and a text message poured in.

In a moment, Qiu opened his eyes!

When the rain was the heaviest last night, a masked man with a long gun jumped down from Yueyang Tower and rushed into Qiu Feihua's team.

He tore the defensive front of the thirteen leagues with one shot, cut the throat of seven strong women with another shot, and pierced Qiu Feihua's heart with another shot.

Qiu Feihua, who was protected by more than a dozen people, only had time to step back, and then died in the hands of the attackers like a paper man.

Many of the confidants who protect them haven't even figured out their weapons.

When the attacker swung his gun and turned to leave, Qiu Feihua's body slowly fell to the ground. The blood on the ground and the rain couldn't wash it clean

Ye Tianlong sat up from the bed and looked at the briefing. He was silent for a long time. He didn't expect that Lingxiao really went to kill Qiu Feihua alone.

And it was the simplest and most crude way to kill Qiu Feihua and his gang all under Yueyang Tower.

The sharp point of the spear cruelly and ruthlessly crushed the vitality between heaven and earth, which also made Qiu Feihua's life freeze in the cold night.

Ye Tianlong feels the power of Lingxiao and his potential danger. He is the six heroes of Qin family who have won his own heaven and earth!

However, ye Tianlong thinks about it for half a while, and then gives Bai Lihua a message, asking Feng Group and Dai to properly deal with Qiu Feihua's death.

When ye Tianlong got up to wash up, the news of bailihua came back again, giving the news of Qiu Feihua's death:

last night, the heavy rain and torrents burst, Qiu Feihua and his party suffered a serious landslide, and their life and death were unknown. The relevant departments are trying their best to rescue

Ye Tianlong praises bailihua's acumen and makes good use of every opportunity. Then he puts away the phone and goes to have dinner with Han Jing.

"Tianlong, come on, get in the car with me!"

Come to the door of Han Jing, ye Tianlong has not had time to knock on the door, too uncle three a face anxiously ran from the corridor: "go, go!"

After a night's rest and ye Tianlong's treatment, taishu's third grade A has lost the pain, and the whole person is full of energy.

He rushed over and grabbed Ye Tianlong: "follow me!"

Ye Tianlong followed him for a few steps. Before he asked, Han Jing rushed out of the room and was surprised: "third grade A, what's the matter?"

"The old man is ill again. This time it's more serious than last time."

Taishu's three-tier-a team responded with guns: "and Miao boguang saw it a few days ago. He was sick again today. He was sick at least once a month before."

"I'm afraid he won't see the old man well."

He has one more thing to say, that is, he is worried that he will not be able to prosper the country.

"What? Sick again? "

Han Jing a listen to also anxious, pull Ye Tianlong another arm to run: "quick, quick to save too uncle."

Ye Tianlong was completely dragged forward by the two men. He repeatedly said, "Hey, hey, I haven't had breakfast yet..."

Han Jing raised her eyebrows: "is it important to save people or to have breakfast? Thank you for being a friend of the top three. "

Ye Tianlong looks depressed: I'm hungry

Soon, ye Tianlong was crammed into a lengthened Mercedes Benz, and then taishu Sanjia drove to taishu mansion in person.

Half an hour later, taishu Sanjia drove with Ye Tianlong and Han Jing to the outskirts of Tiandu, where dozens of villas were lined up.

With continuous green mountains, high sky and wide clouds, there is a huge natural lake nearby, with mountains and water, which is definitely a place for recuperation.

Mercedes Benz finally stops in front of No. 8 villa. At the door stands a huge stone carved by a specially assigned person with the words "taishufu".

Ye Tianlong sighed: "it's really a famous family. It's magnificent."

"Tianlong, Beibei, this way."

Taishu Sanjia originally wanted to drive the car into the villa, but when he opened the door, it was full of cars, including Mercedes Benz, BMW and Maserati.

There is no doubt that too many nephews have come here today.

Seeing that the car was hard to drive in, taishu Sanjia opened the door directly, took out an umbrella and called Ye Tianlong: "let's go here."

Ye Tianlong and Han Jing follow taishu Sanjia and walk more than ten meters. Ye Tianlong feels that the atmosphere here is very tense.

Inside the manor, there are many guys in black suits and sunglasses. They have sharp eyes and scan everyone who comes in.

These bodyguards are still bulging around their waists. Obviously, they are all with real guys. They are fierce and give off the breath of no entry for the born. It's terrifying.

They see ye Tianlong all sharp three points, wait to see he has too uncle three lead, the bodyguard just didn't rush up to ask.

During this period, many secondary nephews and servants who wander around say hello when they see the appearance of taishu Sanjia. At the same time, they take a look at Han Jing."Old man, you have to hold on, you have to hold on."

Taishu Sanjia is also a wise man. Seeing so many nephews coming and going, his heart sank even more. If it was not for the critical moment, he would not be so full of people.

In a hurry, Han Dong and others whisper to each other.

Through the courtyard corridor, ye Tianlong followed taishu Sanjia to a 50 square meter bedroom.

The doors and windows are wide, the dome is tall, sandalwood is flowing, and there is a scholarly atmosphere around.

There are more than a dozen men and women in Chinese clothes. In the middle of the bed is another big bed. On the bed lies an old man with white hair who looks like 80 years old.

Deep socket, thin cheeks, white lips, arms and neck muscles are a little atrophy, looks like a body about to dry.

He closed his eyes now, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if suffering a great deal. Someone yelled, but he couldn't open his eyes.

But everyone can feel that the old man with white hair has unspeakable pain.

Beside the old man with white hair, besides a dozen men and women in Chinese clothes, there was an old man in a white coat with thin gloves on his hands.

Beside him stood three apprentices, each with a box of different colors.

It's Miao boguang!

Taishu Sanjia's face sank. He was about to say something, but he was held by Ye Tianlong. He motioned him not to worry and looked at Miao boguang's technique.

"Mr. Tai Shu is seriously ill. No, he is critically ill!"

Miao boguang swept a pile of medical instruments nearby, then moved his fingers away from taishu Xingguo's wrist, looked up to taishu 3a, and they said:

"use heavy medicine for serious diseases!"

"If you want to pull Mr. taishu back from the gate of death and let him wake up again without suffering, you must use a heavy medicine that I have spent many years of hard work."

Miao boguang's voice was slow: "but this medicine is very expensive, and it also costs me all my energy. It needs 30 million yuan."

Hearing 30 million yuan, the audience was quiet for a moment. Although taishu's family is not bad for money, it's amazing how much money they've spent in the last month.

However, it was quiet for a while. Then, a middle-aged man with a national face resolutely threw out a sentence: "save, no matter how much money."

"Doctor Miao, as long as the old man can survive, 30 million is no problem at all."

Miao boguang burst out a burst of hearty laughter: "Da Shao is indeed a filial son, but I still want to make it clear..."

"If acupuncture goes on, I can only guarantee that Mr. taishu will be fine for three days, just like ordinary people, but it's impossible to judge what he will do in the future."

"Because I'm just a doctor, not an immortal, and I can't control a person's fate, let alone a rare Mr. taishu."

He seems to have professional ethics. In fact, he has been praised by many people. But to Ye Tianlong, he just shirks his responsibility ahead of time.

At this time, Han Jing also frowns and looks at Miao boguang, remembering the first-class doctor of the conflict

"Master Miao, let go of the treatment. We all know the situation of the old man. If there's anything wrong, we won't blame you."

"Yes, you've done enough. If it wasn't for you, the old man would have suffered more."

"Doctor Miao, you are the first in medical ethics and skills. We can trust you."

The immediate family members of the taishu family said: "doctor, you are the benefactor of the taishu family."

With the commitment and support of the public, Miao boguang's face became more and more bright, and with a touch of pride, he yelled: "get the needle, dispense the medicine."

The three disciples quickly opened the box, quickly took out a pile of pills, mixed them together, and then disinfected a set of silver needles.

Everything is ready.

Miao boguang turned taishu Xingguo over and lay down. Then he lifted the clothes behind him and showed his shriveled muscles. He picked up the silver needle and began to move.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Miao boguang didn't care to be watched either. The more people watched him perform, the more excited he was. He gave three injections at a time and won people's applause.

Han Jing see his appearance also ease expression, feel this guy is a bit Taoist, only Ye Tianlong frowned.

He stares at the three needles forming the shape of Pinyin, and then waits for Miao boguang to drop the needle behind him.

"Whoosh!"

Miao boguang pricked out two more stitches, and ye Tianlong's eyebrows were deeper. He recognized what kind of stitching it was.

The sixth.

Miao boguang stabbed another needle and fell on the back of taishu Xingguo's heart. Ye Tianlong completely leaned forward with sharp eyes.

"Whoosh!"

Miao boguang picked up the seventh needle and fell on the back of taishu Xingguo's head -

this is killing!

Ye Tianlong couldn't restrain himself. He said, "stop it!"