City wealthy doctor son-in-law

Chapter 408
Chapter 408
Hahaha……

Next to him, the Daqiang who just sent Zhao Hong flying, couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

"I'm dying of laughter! Hahaha... I'm dying of laughter, do you know what I used just now? It's the heart-destroying iron palm of our Iron Palm Yan family! This palm goes down, not to mention his lungs, his lungs. My heart was broken by Lao Tzu, do you still want to save him? How to save him? Call an ambulance? Hahaha..."

Daqiang's laughter echoed in the stone wall, making it humming.

The entire stone wall seemed to be rumbling with his laughter!
"Iron Palm Yan's family? Quzhou Yan's family?"

Ye Fan raised his head and looked at Daqiang.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to have enough knowledge to know my Yan family in Quzhou!"

Ye Fan not only knew about the Yan family, but also knew that the Yan family had paid tribute to the Hall of Life and Death.

The "Heart Destroying Iron Palm" produced by the Yan family in Quzhou is indeed well-known in the world, and it can even be said to be famous.

But it still depends on who they are compared with. Compared with a behemoth like the Palace of Life and Death, they are not even farts.

"Who is Yan Zhengqing to you?"

Daqiang's face suddenly changed!
"It's my grandfather."

The woman called Miss Yan Yiyi, Miss Yan, spoke from the side.

"So you are Yan Zhengqing's granddaughter, what a pity."

"What a pity, bastard, you don't want to point fingers at Sang and scold Huai!"

"Hmph, don't think I'll forgive you just because you've heard of my grandpa's reputation, hum! Many people have heard of my grandpa's name, you're not alone, and you dare to call him by his old name directly, Even courting death! Daqiang! Kill him!"

This Miss Yan Yiyi was very angry, and she was going to give Ye Fan the hardest blow!

kill!
"Miss, please don't worry, I still want to see how this grandson can bring this person back to life."

Daqiang folded his hands and looked at Ye Fan with a smile.

He was so curious, he wanted to see how Ye Fan boasted and wanted to save this person.

"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you, the ambulance number is 120."

Saying that, Daqiang didn't forget to taunt Ye Fan.

"No, I am a person who can't be saved by someone, and it's useless for any doctor to come."

Ye Fan looked at Daqiang calmly, and then lifted Zhao Hong up.

"Ye... President Ye, I..."

"Don't talk, take a breath, the chance of survival is higher, although in theory there are no accidents."

Ye Fan didn't know when, when he was talking, there was already a shining silver needle in his hand.

Even in such a dark place, it can shine brightly.

"Good baby!"

The moment the silver needle appeared, the eyes of the 60-something-year-old man shone brightly, and he couldn't help shouting "Hello!"
Anyone can see the greedy look in his eyes.

This old man can be regarded as a guest of the Yan family, and this time he was sent out with the eldest lady not only because of his advanced cultivation, but also his superb medical skills in curing diseases and saving lives.

And the old man's knowledge is also very powerful. As soon as he saw the silver needles in Ye Fan's hand, he knew that these silver needles were not simple, they were rare treasures, and he wanted to possess them.

He was right, Ye Fan's things are indeed treasures!
The silver needle in Ye Fan's hand is a secret handed down by the teacher. It is rumored that it was made of meteoric iron from outside the sky. It has been passed down to Ye Fan for countless generations.

Ye Fan's sect is the sect of the master, and the inheritance of the Palace of Life and Death is the inheritance of the Palace of Life and Death, so they cannot be confused.

Although many times, Ye Fan's master's inheritance and the hall master's inheritance of the Hall of Life and Death are merged together, but sometimes this is not the case.

Somewhat similar, Ye Fanshi's sect is the orthodox inheritance of the Palace of Life and Death, but it is not the only one.

The organization of the Hall of Life and Death is relatively loose compared to Ye Fan's sect.

And the silver needle in Ye Fan's hand is not the inheritance of the Palace of Life and Death, but the inheritance of the master's side, something he got from his uncle.

The silver needle is called 'taiyin needle'.

It is rumored that this is a complete set, a total of one and eight pieces, passed down to Ye Fan, leaving only 12 pieces.

According to what Master said, once all 108 silver needles are collected, there will be unexpected and terrifying powers displayed. Ye Fan never doubted this.

Because when Ye Fan was fighting against the enemy, he found that the Taiyin Needle almost never missed.

No matter how hard the opponent's weapon is, Taiyin Needle is not afraid.

Moreover, when Ye Fan used Taiyin needles to treat diseases, he found that there seemed to be some kind of opportunity connecting with each other on these Taiyin needles.

This kind of breath is magical and subtle, mutual growth and spread, mutual achievement, forming a delicate balance.Ye Fan can make his medical skills superb, and these Taiyin needles have immeasurable effects.

Ye Fan raised his eyelids and looked at the long-bearded old man who just applauded: "You can also see that I am a good baby?"

The long-bearded old man smiled slightly, but the greed and possession in his eyes were more obvious.

"Of course. Although I can't name the thing in your hand, it must be a rare treasure. Although there are countless treasures in this world, if you want a silver needle, there are not many. "

The old man was also a medical doctor, and he knew very well about silver needles.

"The knowledge is not small."

"Thank you for your compliment. The treasure among the silver needles, the top one, is of course the Taiyin Needle inherited from the Master of the Palace of Life and Death. It is the most precious."

Um? ?

Ye Fan almost didn't laugh out loud, the old boy knew it.

"It is said that a needle from Taiyin can bring whiteness to a void. Even in the darkest space, it can shine brightly. It is similar to your silver needle. The master of the Palace of Life and Death is unpredictable. I dare not covet his old man's treasure. Yes, but..."

Having said that, the old man stared at Ye Fan and laughed.

"So you dare to covet mine?"

"Good things, those who are virtuous live in them. The old man is more virtuous than you, so I should have them. You should heal the disease quickly. After the treatment, give me the things."

Ye Fan didn't speak, and turned his head, already piercing Zhao Hong's body with the silver needle in his hand.

"I'll go, the technique is quite skilled, but the people who are killed by my heart-breaking iron palm are absolutely impossible to survive. I say you don't work too hard."

Daqiang's voice was still circling in the air, and Zhao Hong, who was clearly dying, was gradually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In order to see Ye Fan's methods clearly, Daqiang and the others turned on the flashlights in their hands.

Don't say that it looks the same as in ancient times here, but time is after all a modern society, something that can be solved with technology, why should we emphasize the ancient rhyme?

So there is no need for that, if you can use modern technology, use modern technology.

A flashlight is still handy.

Seeing Zhao Hong's face getting better and better, many people at the scene were not calm.

One of the most surprising, of course, is Daqiang.

(End of this chapter)