The son-in-law of the stunning president

"Boy, you are so bold! How dare you use your vitality to stimulate the young master's body and make him return to normal temporarily. Do you know what the consequences of doing this are?"

Wang Henglin glared at Tang Chen, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

Tang Chen smiled: "Consequences? Of course I know the consequences. Given the child's frail body, I stimulate his potential with vitality, which will greatly reduce his lifespan. Now he can live for about three hours before he will be greasy. Die with all the lights."

"Ah!" Lan Tongyu was dumbfounded upon hearing this, and stared blankly at Tang Chen.

After staying for a while, Lan Tongyu said in a trembling voice: "Tang, Brother Tang, is it fake? You are lying to me, right? I, I have never provoked you, why did you want to kill me?"

Before Tang Chen could speak, Wang Henglin sighed and said, "Master, people in this world are sinister. This person is obviously coveting the five-color golden lotus, so he doesn't hesitate to use such a bad method to deceive you and use your death to achieve himself."

Lan Tongyu was completely sluggish. Are you going to die?

Three more hours?

Although he knew that he was going to die, he was not mentally prepared to die soon.

He is not reconciled and does not want to die, but, but is it over?

Wang Henglin sighed, helped Lan Tongyu to sit down, and turned to Tang Chen: "Boy, I will kill you now, not only you, your family, friends, I will not let go, all of them will kill you!" Kill, you shouldn't count on my young master."

When he said this, he was full of murderous aura, obviously serious.

Wang Henglin has been with the head of the Lan family since he was young.

Because of the peculiar skills he cultivated, he can't practice human relations, and naturally he can't leave offspring.

Therefore, Lan Tongyu, who was raised by him under his care, was just like his own son in his heart.

Even because the Lan family has a big business and people in the family are very busy, if you want to talk about pure feelings, he, Wang Henglin, is closer to Lan Tongyu than anyone else.

Now seeing that Lan Tongyu was about to die after being harmed by Tang Chen, Wang Henglin would not be exaggerating when he said that ten thousand arrows pierced his heart.

That is to say, his cultivation base is high and his heart is stable, so he can barely suppress his emotions from erupting, but his heart is already full of anger.

This Tang Chen must be killed, and his nine clans must be exterminated!
Tang Chen looked at Wang Henglin calmly: "I said I can save your young master, so if it can be saved, why are you so anxious?"

"Fart!" Wang Henglin could no longer control his emotions and roared: "My young master was born with a dead pulse. Countless Chinese and foreign medical experts and martial arts masters have diagnosed him. Who can save him? If you say you can, you can't brag. Think about it carefully!"

Indeed, with the financial resources of the Lan family, in order to save Lan Tongyu, they have searched mountains and seas for treatment over the years.

But what they got in return was despair and loss again and again.

Whether it's modern medicine or martial arts masters, there is nothing they can do about Lan Tongyu's congenital terminal illness.

Now Tang Chen, a young man, actually said he could cure it?What a joke!
Tang Chen stretched out two fingers: "Two ways, the first is that you and I fight hard, no matter whether you win or lose, your young master will die in three hours."

"The second way, you ask me to heal him. Once he is cured, the five-color golden lotus will be mine, and you can choose it yourself."

Wang Henglin looked at Tang Chen with a pale face and was speechless for a while.

choose?What else is there to choose? Reason tells him that what Tang Chen said cannot be true.

The best choice at this time is to tear this damn bastard into pieces.

However, the current Wang Henglin is almost indistinguishable from a desperate father, no matter how ridiculous it is, as long as there is still a chance to save Lan Tongyu's life, he is willing to give it a try.

"Master..." Wang Henglin looked at Lan Tongyu.

Lan Tongyu also calmed down a little now, and said with a wry smile: "Uncle Wang, tell him to give it a try, he will die anyway."

"What do you need to prepare?" Wang Henglin looked at Tang Chen.

Tang Chen patted Xu Xingyu, who was completely stunned, who was standing on the side: "Go, clean up the table, um, boy from the Lan family, come and lie down."

Lan Tongyu walked over and lay down on the table.

Tang Chen stretched out his hand to wipe it, but he couldn't see where he wiped out a handful of small silver needles. He lifted Lan Tongyu's clothes and began to insert the needles.

The speed of his needle injection was so fast that even Wang Henglin couldn't quite see his needle injection movements clearly.

Seeing him being so agile, Wang Henglin was also a little bit surprised in his heart, secretly said: "It seems that this man's technique is really like that, maybe he can really relieve the young master's condition?"

Wang Henglin simply didn't expect Tang Chen to be able to cure Lan Tongyu, he just hoped that he could alleviate the condition.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The first few silver needles were nothing, but as Tang Chen's injections gradually increased, Lan Tongyu's physical pain gradually intensified, and his body began to convulse uncontrollably, struggling to get himself.

Tang Chen pressed his head: "Xingyu, hold him down, oh, and that... Well, yes, Wang Henglin, come here too, help hold your young master."

How could Xu Xingyu dare to do so, he was always in a dumbfounded state of short-circuiting his head.

After being greeted by Tang Chen, he didn't move, but Wang Henglin, who was gradually persuaded by Tang Chen's needle technique, really came over.

Reaching out to hold Lan Tongyu's hands and feet, he said, "Can you anesthetize the young master? I can seal the young master's acupuncture points..."

"Impossible." Tang Chen said without thinking: "He has a congenital meridian defect, and the acupoint cannot be sealed, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted, and if he is told to endure, it will hurt even more later."

After thinking for a while, Tang Chen reached out to take off his shoes.

Wang Henglin was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

Tang Chen said: "You have to get something for him to bite on, otherwise it's easy to bite your tongue, and it's not easy, just use my socks."

"You'd better just kill me..." Lan Tongyu was simply hopeless, if Tang Chen's socks were stuffed, then he would rather die.

Tang Chen also explained: "Hey, it doesn't smell bad, if you don't believe me, you can smell it..."

"Take it away, take it away! Uncle Wang, save me!" Lan Tongyu tilted her head desperately, avoiding the sock in Tang Chen's hand, screaming like a butcher.

In the end, Luo Jianing couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over and stuffed her handkerchief into Lan Tongyu's mouth.

Seeing that Lan Tong's words were finally at ease, Tang Chen continued to inject needles.

Lan Tongyu is the most troublesome patient he has encountered since his treatment.

The meridians in this boy's body are very strange, completely different from those of ordinary people. There is a strange qi stagnated in the chest and abdomen, which seems to be vitality, but it is not.

It seems to be something produced after practicing obsession, but this blue pupil language has never been practiced at all...