Global high martial arts: I can copy talent

"How about it?!"

Seeing Chen Yang opened his eyes, Mother Song immediately asked with concern.

"The internal situation of the Song family is more complicated than I thought."

Chen Yang said.

"You still need to tell me, don't tell me that you can see this in an hour, you are wasting our time! Mom, Dad's illness can only be cured with the help of the Heavenly Spirit Grass and the Grand Master, and he is not enough grid."

Song Zhihao sneered.

"really?"

Mother Song looked at Chen Yang and asked unwillingly.

"Song Zhihao is right. To cure Patriarch Song's illness really needs the help of the Grand Master."

Chen Yang nodded.

Seeing that Chen Yang also agreed, the eyes of Song Mu and Song Qing immediately dimmed.

Not many people know about Patriarch Song's illness. If it gets out, the entire family's property will be hit.

Don't talk about asking other masters for help, it's not bad if they don't come to take advantage of the fire.

"I was too anxious to pin all my hopes on you."

Song's mother sighed, now she seems to be in a hurry to go to the doctor, even if Chen Yang's identity is not clear, she agrees to the doctor to see her husband, which would definitely not be agreed in normal times.

If it wasn't for her husband and the situation was getting worse, Mother Song wouldn't be so anxious.

"Is there no other way?"

Song Qing did not give up, but looked at Chen Yang with hopeful eyes.

"Sister, are you stupid? I really think this guy can help my father!"

Song Zhihao scolded.

"Song Zhihao, don't go too far!"

Song Hui stopped.

"Why, am I wrong? Such a young doctor, no matter how experienced he is, how good can he be?"

Song Zhihao said with a fierce look.

"It's not impossible."

Chen Yang spoke suddenly.

"What are you talking about, can you cure my husband?"

Song's mother asked quickly when she heard it.

"Mother, don't be fooled by him. Even the master can't help it, let alone him."

Song Zhihao said disdainfully.

"Mom, don't listen to big brother, maybe Chen Yang really has something to do."

Song Qing persuaded.

"Brother Chen Yang, if you can cure my husband, I can promise you anything, as long as it's not too much."

Mother Song still had a glimmer of hope.

"There is a way. I have treated Patriarch Song some time ago. Although the effect is not particularly obvious, it should still be helpful. As long as I give me a day, I can completely expel the poison in Patriarch Song's body. "

Chen Yang said slowly.

"Really?!"

Mother Song asked in surprise.

Chen Yang nodded, indicating that there is no problem.

"Boy, if you dare to lie to my Song family, you will lose your head!"

Song Zhihao stepped forward and threatened Chen Yang.

"I don't know why you keep targeting me. If you don't want me to cure your father, I can just leave."

Chen Yang stared into Song Zhihao's eyes, for some reason Song Zhihao showed signs of dodging.

"Brother, what exactly do you want to do!"

Song Qing also felt something was wrong.

Ever since Chen Yang arrived, Song Zhihao had been targeting Chen Yang.

"Hmph! If you can't cure it, I'll settle the score with you later!"

Song Zhihao also realized that there was something wrong with his behavior, so he left the room after putting down a harsh word.

"Sister, let's go first too. If brother is better, remember to let us know."

Another woman in the room stood up and spoke.

Only then did Chen Yang carefully look at the strange women in front of him.

Although they were sitting in the room and guarding, they didn't look like they were taking care of them.

Seeing the two women get up and leave, Chen Yang showed a smile on his face. Unexpectedly, there are quite a lot of things going on in this family.

"Chen Yang, is what you said true?"

After the two women and Song Zhihao left, Song Qing quickly confirmed.

"No problem, I'll make some preparations today, and I should be able to treat my uncle tomorrow."

Chen Yang gave Song Qing a positive look and said.

"Thank you……"

Regardless of whether Chen Yang can cure his father, Song Qing wants to say thank you to Chen Yang.

"Uncle may wake up later, you take care of him here, I'll come back tomorrow."

Chen Yang said.

"I'll take it to you."

Song Qing got up quickly.

Song Hui originally wanted to say something to Chen Yang, but seeing Song Qing take Chen Yang away directly, he gave up the idea of ​​going forward temporarily.

"Chen Yang, you can stay at our house, we have quite a lot of vacant rooms here."

Song Qing leads the way.

Chen Yang followed Song Qing and admired the Song family mansion.

It is indeed one of the largest families in Yangcheng, and the decoration inside is all decorated with the most luxurious materials.

But the Song family didn't seem harmonious, especially that Song Zhihao, although he didn't fully express his ambition, but Chen Yang knew that guy must have other thoughts.

"Song Qing, who were those two women in the room before?"

Chen Yang asked.

"Those are my two aunts."

Song Qing's tone was flat, and he didn't really want to discuss them.

Chen Yang nodded thoughtfully.

Patriarch Song is now in a coma. Although the two aunts are Patriarch Song's biological sisters, it can be seen from their expressions that they have nothing to do with Song Ming's illness.

Although people are sitting there, they have other thoughts in their hearts.

"Looks like it's another drama where wealthy families compete for property."

Chen Yang chuckled in his heart.

Especially that Song Zhihao, there must be something wrong.

"Chen Yang, you can live in this room. If you have anything to do, you can come to me directly, and I will live next to you."

Song Qing pointed to the room not far away and said.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing Song Qing's unnatural expression, Chen Yang asked.

Song Qing shook her head, what happened this morning hit her heart hard.

Since her father fell ill from poisoning, she has seen many people's faces clearly.

"It's almost noon, shall we go eat first?"

Song Qing said.

"it is good."

Chen Yang nodded.

Patriarch Song's condition cannot be cured instantly, and the illness that can poison the Grand Master is not that simple.

Chen Yang planned to make more preparations, and he would consider where to start after the meal.

In the afternoon, Zhang Jing and Liu Yan followed Chen Yang's arrangement and checked into the CapitaLand Hotel.

Chen Yang took out the crystal gourd and continuously poured Yuanli into it to stimulate the gourd to produce super psychic liquid.

If you want to completely remove the toxins in Song Ming's body, it is definitely not enough to rely solely on Longli.

Chen Yang planned to use the super psychic liquid to repair the damaged meridians in Song Ming's body, coupled with his poison talent and dragon power, he could expel all of Song Ming's venom.

As time passed, the crystal gourd finally dripped a drop of super spiritual liquid.

Chen Yang controlled Yuanli to wrap this drop of psychic liquid inside, and under his control, it quickly turned into a psychic liquid pill.

Finally mobilizing the super psychic liquid, Chen Yang is much more confident, whether he can succeed or not depends on tomorrow.

Outside the mansion, a woman is nestled in the arms of a man.

"Yue'er, how is your brother's condition now?"

the man asked.

"I don't think it will last long. It's not like you don't know that the Gouxin San needs the Heavenly Spirit Grass to undo it. Maybe the whole Yangcheng City doesn't have the Heavenly Spirit Grass. My eldest brother will lose his cultivation in three days at most."

Song Yue lay in the man's arms and murmured tenderly.

"It seems that our progress has been accelerated. This time, no matter what, we must get some of the property, otherwise it will be cheaper for your sister-in-law."

The man said with a gloomy face.

"Don't worry, brother An, when the eldest brother dies, we will definitely get some of the property."

Song Yue believed in herself.