Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

Han Jingyun's premonition was right. Only two days later, he received an urgent call from Qi Wenbo. At this time, he just finished the last class in the morning.

"Brother Han, help me..."

As soon as the phone was connected, Qi Wenbo's suppressed howl came over. Obviously, there were other people around him, so he didn't dare to let go of his howl.

"Could it be your little grandpa's accident?" Although Han Jingyun said a question, he used an affirmative tone.

"Brother Han, your calculations are too accurate. Come and help me. My little grandpa fainted in the study two hours ago. He has the landscape painting in his hand. He is in the hospital right now, and he can't find any problems. Come out, but the person just doesn't wake up, and the vital signs are still running down..." Although Qi Wenbo was anxious, he still spoke in an orderly manner, and quickly explained the matter clearly.

"Which hospital?" Before seeing anyone, Han Jingyun couldn't judge the situation, so he just pinched his fingers with one hand and calculated. Mr. Qi's catastrophe should be safe and sound, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, your little grandpa won't give up." Something will happen."

"Really? It must be because of you, brother Han. Come quickly, we are at the central hospital, and I will pick you up at the gate later."

"Sure, I'll see you later." Han Jingyun responded quickly, and was about to set off for the Central Hospital. At this moment, Zhu Xiyan came over to ask him to have dinner with him. When he heard that Mr. Qi had an accident, he also became nervous.

"I'll go with you too!" With this appearance, it seemed that he had to go with him. Han Jingyun couldn't help laughing, so he naturally raised his hand and rubbed his brother's head.

"I didn't say I wouldn't take you there." The person who wants to protect it is naturally best to take it with him.

"Then let's go quickly."

Both of them are still students, Zhu Xiyan is born with no car tendons, and Han Jingyun is still a little short of time, neither of them has a driver's license, and they don't want to bother the driver at home, so they call them when they leave school. A taxi, all the way to the green light, arrived at the gate of the Central Hospital in less than 15 minutes.

"Hey, I'm so lucky today. I've never had such a good thing..." Before getting out of the car, the taxi driver was still talking about today's good luck, Han Jingyun just smiled. After thanking the driver, he walked towards the hospital gate.

Qi Wenbo had been waiting there for a long time, and saw the two get off the car from a long distance away, and ran over in a hurry, panting and ignoring other things, he dragged Han Jingyun and ran to the hospital, Han Jingyun It doesn't matter to such an amount of exercise, but Zhu Xiyan, who took the first step in the great cause of fitness, ran to the ground, panting so much that he wished he could grow a mouth, which was not enough at all.

"Brother, are you okay?" Han Jingyun looked at Zhu Xiyan, who was out of breath, with a smile, and gently helped him with his back, but he didn't stop Qi Wenbo from losing his composure while running.

Appropriate fast running is good for your health, especially for people with poor physique like Zhu Xiyan who have already started exercising.

"No... I... I'm fine... You go first... Take a look... Grandpa Qi..." Panting heavily, Zhu Xiyan waved at Han Jingyun, telling him to get busy and leave him alone.

"Brother Xiao Han, I'll take care of Brother Zhu, go and see my grandpa first, please, please!" Qi Wenbo rushed over and bowed straight to Han Jingyun with his palms folded. Looking at him like that, he wished he could kneel down for him.

"it is good."

Han Jingyun simply responded, and immediately followed Qi Wenqian who rushed over into Mr. Qi's ward. When he entered the door, he saw the old man lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.

Seeing Han Jingyun, Patriarch Qi hurriedly said hello, "Xiao Han, please run this trip, please check my uncle's condition, the hospital can't find anything, but his vital signs are gone. Very good."

The hospital on the side also echoed with a serious expression: "If the situation worsens, you will have to be put on a ventilator."

Being on a ventilator means that the patient has difficulty breathing spontaneously, and the severity is self-evident.

"Let me see."

Han Jingyun didn't hesitate at all. After nodding to everyone, he walked to the hospital bed, and first gave Mr. Qi a pulse. This pulse lasted for nearly 10 minutes. Both the doctor and the Qi family in the ward were nervous. He didn't dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing Han Jingyun's rescue.

"Where's the peace talisman I gave the old man?" Han Jingyun withdrew his hand without changing his expression, and asked where the safety talisman was. Look, there's only a handful of ashes left in it."

The wife of the head of the Qi family is a typical housewife, gentle and virtuous, with little knowledge, but she manages the house in an orderly manner. This is the first time he has encountered a live version of such a thing in his life. The expression at this moment, just one look. I know it's a little intimidating.

"This safety talisman blocked the evil energy for Grandpa Qi. When the spiritual energy was exhausted, it turned into ashes. Don't worry, Grandpa Qi is fine, but his body was still corroded by the evil energy. He needs to rest for a while." Han Jingyun Taking the kit bag and looking at the ashes inside, he pinched the kit bag casually with his fingers, and then put it in his pocket.

There were still a few wisps of evil spirit left in the ashes of the talisman, which was still somewhat dangerous for ordinary people, so he took it back as a matter of course.

Immediately afterwards, he pinched his hands again, and tapped several large holes on Mr. Qi's body like lightning, so fast that he couldn't even see the afterimage. Others in the ward felt that there was nothing before their eyes. occur.

However, Han Jingyun's treatment of the old man is coming to an end.

Han Jingyun felt the pulse of old man Qi again, and he let go in about ten seconds. At this time, old man Qi's complexion visibly returned to blood, and his breathing became steady and long, just like a normal sleeping state.

The Qi family and the attending doctor were all stunned, especially the attending doctor who looked like a professional elite. After recovering, he immediately stepped forward to check the old man's physical condition, and then asked: "What is this magical thing?" Chinese medicine technique? How did you do it? Did you study Chinese medicine?"

"Well, I have dabbled in Chinese medicine." Han Jingyun didn't explain too much. He winked at Patriarch Qi and walked out. Patriarch Qi followed him out of the ward.

As soon as he went out, Patriarch Qi immediately thanked him sincerely, without putting on airs of an elder at all. Han Jingyun didn't panic at all, and after politely responding, he started talking about business.

"After I go back, I will make another dose of medicine for the old man and make it into a pill. You can take one pill for the old man every three days, which can help him strengthen his physique. But, that painting..." Han Jingyun knew that the ancient painting was from old man Qi It cost nearly one million to buy, but he wanted to take the painting away, feeling a little inappropriate.

"No problem, I'm in charge of this matter, and I'll take care of the old man's side." The implication is that he admits to beating and scolding the old man, and he must protect the old man no matter what.

For this filial piety, Han Jingyun admired it, nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say something more, when he saw Zhu Xi running over in a hurry, and Liu Lingtong, who had been hiding in his pocket for a while, was also there. Zhu Xi jumped straight on his shoulders.

Seeing this scene, Han Jingyun frowned immediately. Liu Lingzhang was so excited, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed that something had happened.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"Something happened, something happened, that ghost ran out..." Before Zhu Xiyan could open his mouth, Liu Lingtong talked like a cannonball, and Han Jingyun's heart jumped when he heard the words.

This ghost, could it be the ghost in the painting?

"Hurry up, someone took advantage of the chaos to steal paintings from Qi's house and broke the restriction on the paintings. That ghost has already come out..." Xiaoxi's thin childish voice sounded like a ghost howling, piercing The eardrum body hurts slightly.

However, such eagerness and tension are also well-founded. The ghost in the painting died full of resentment, and this resentment has been fermented for hundreds of years. It is unimaginable that he escaped After the prohibition of ancient paintings, what kind of things will be done.

"Uncle Qi, someone took advantage of the chaos and went to Qi's house to steal the painting. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. The restriction on the painting was broken. The ghost in the painting has already escaped."

After the words fell, the surrounding was suddenly silent, and everyone's breathing was about to stop. Qi Wenbo's trembling voice sounded beside Han Jingyun, "Well, that ghost, isn't he looking for revenge on our family? By the way, it's not Our family shut him down in the painting..."

"I'm going to take a look at the scene." I have to say, the timing of this burglary case was too coincidental. Why did someone steal the painting just after something happened to Mr. Qi?Or, the robbery of the painting happened before Mr. Qi passed out, and the cause of the accident was the one who pirated the painting.

"Mr. Han, I'll take you back to Qi's house." Qi Wenqian took a picture of his younger brother who wanted to jump out to take the task, and stood up by himself, "Dad, you are staying with grandpa in the hospital."

"Brother, I'll just go, I'm familiar with Brother Xiaohan..." Qi Wenbo wanted to struggle a little bit, but when his brother glared at him, he immediately shrunk his neck and murmured: "Okay, I am here to accompany my little grandpa..."

That's called a unwilling heart, the resentment in the eyes is about to burst out.

Han Jingyun didn't care who accompanied him back, seeing that the Qi family had made a decision, he took out a few talismans and handed them directly to Patriarch Qi, "Uncle Qi, these are some safety talismans, put them on your body to keep you safe." This is obviously for the Qi family to take precautions, the Qi family thanked Han Jingyun gratefully, and watched them leave in place.

The driver of the Qi family was on call at any time in the underground parking lot of the hospital. Seeing the young master bringing Han Jingyun and Zhu Xiyan over, he didn't get out of the car to greet him, but started the car immediately. After knowing the destination, he drove the car and drove out without hesitation.

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