Chapter 1356 Stop (5th Update)

Ye Tianlong slept until dawn, the wind was strong and the rain was heavy, and the bed was the biggest.

He was thinking of sleeping a little longer, but there was a vibration in his ears. Ye Tianlong glanced and saw a text message pouring in.

He opened it and scanned it, and his spirits instantly lifted: Qiu Feihua is dead!

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

He tore through the defense line of the Thirteen Alliance with one shot, cut the throats of seven women in tight clothes 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 attacker like a paper man.

Many of those confidants who protected him had not even touched their weapons.

When the attacker waved his gun and turned away, Qiu Feihua's body slowly fell to the ground, and the blood on the ground could not be washed away even by the rain...

Ye Tianlong sat up from the bed and looked at the briefing in silence for a long time. He did not expect that Ling Xiao really went to kill Qiu Feihua alone.

And he used the simplest and most brutal way to kill Qiu Feihua and his group under the Yueyang Tower.

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

Ye Tianlong felt Ling Xiao's strength and smelled his potential danger. The six heroes of the Qin family who had obtained their own world showed their edge!

However, Ye Tianlong only thought for a while, and then replied to Bailihua, asking the Feng Group and Dai family to properly handle the death of Qiu Feihua.

When Ye Tianlong got up and washed up, the news of Bailihua came again, giving Qiu Feihua's death news:

Last night, it rained heavily and flash floods broke out. Qiu Feihua and his group encountered a severe landslide. Their life and death are unknown. The relevant departments are doing their best to rescue them...

Ye Tianlong praised Bailihua's sharpness and used every opportunity kindly. Then he put away the phone and went to Han Jing for dinner.

"Tianlong, hurry up, get in the car with me!"

When Ye Tianlong arrived at Han Jing's door, before he had time to knock on the door, Taishu Sanjia ran over from the corridor with an anxious look on his face: "Let's go!"

After a night of rest and Ye Tianlong's treatment, Taishu Sanjia was no longer in pain and was more energetic.

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

Ye Tianlong followed him a few steps forward, and before he could ask a question, Han Jing rushed out of the room, looking surprised: "Sanjia, what's wrong?"

"The old man is sick again, this time it's more serious than last time."

Tai Shu Sanjia responded with rapid fire: "And Miao Boguang just saw him a few days ago, and he got sick again today. In the past, he got sick at least once a month."

"I'm worried that he can't take care of the old man."

He didn't say another sentence, that is, he was worried that Tai Shu Xingguo was not well.

"What? Another attack?"

Han Jing got anxious when she heard it, and she grabbed Ye Tianlong's other arm and ran: "Hurry, hurry up and save Uncle Taishu."

Ye Tianlong was completely dragged forward by the two people, and he kept saying: "Hey, hey, I haven't had breakfast yet..."

Han Jing raised her eyebrows: "Is saving people more important, or eating breakfast? You are Sanjia's friend."

Ye Tianlong looked depressed: I'm hungry...

Soon, Ye Tianlong was stuffed into an extended Mercedes-Benz, and then Taishu Sanjia drove the car to Taishu Mansion himself.

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

The green mountains are continuous, the sky is high and the clouds are vast. There is also a huge naturally formed lake nearby. With mountains and water, it is definitely a place for recuperation.

The Mercedes-Benz finally stopped in front of Villa No. 8. Standing at the door was a huge rock, which was carved by a special person and inscribed with the three words "Taishu Mansion".

Ye Tianlong sighed, "It's really a famous family, very impressive."

"Tianlong, Beibei, this way."

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

There is no doubt that Taishu's nephews and nephews came here a lot today.

Taishu Sanjia saw that it was difficult to drive the car in, so he opened the door and took out an umbrella to greet Ye Tianlong and the others: "This way."

Ye Tianlong and Han Jing followed Taishu Sanjia forward. After walking for more than ten meters, Ye Tianlong felt that the atmosphere here was very tense.

In the manor, there were many guys wearing black suits and sunglasses. They looked at everyone who came in with sharp eyes.

These bodyguards had bulging waists, obviously carrying real weapons, murderous aura, exuding an atmosphere of "no strangers allowed", which made people shudder.

When they saw Ye Tianlong, they became more fierce. When they saw that he was led by Taishu Sanjia, the bodyguards did not rush up to ask.

During this time, there were many lingering junior nephews and servants. When they saw Taishu Sanjia appear, they all greeted him and glanced at the beautiful Han Jing.

"Old man, you have to hold on, you have to hold on."

Taishu Sanjia was also a smart man. Seeing so many nephews coming and going, his heart sank even more. If it wasn't a critical moment, there wouldn't be so many people.

He nodded to everyone in a hurry, and then took Ye Tianlong and Han Jing to a small courtyard. There were also many people in the courtyard, whispering.

After passing through the courtyard corridor where they were talking endlessly, Ye Tianlong followed Taishu Sanjia to a 50-square-meter bedroom.

The doors and windows were large, the dome was high, sandalwood was flowing, and the fragrance of books was exuding all around.

There were more than a dozen men and women in fancy clothes inside, and in the middle was a large bed, on which lay a white-haired old man who looked to be eighty years old.

His eye sockets were sunken, his cheeks were thin, his lips were pale, and his arm and neck muscles were a little atrophied, looking like a body that was about to dry up.

He closed his eyes at this time, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was enduring great pain. Someone shouted, but he couldn't open his eyes.

But everyone could feel that the white-haired old man was in unspeakable pain.

Beside the white-haired old man, in addition to more than a dozen men and women in fancy clothes, there was also an old man in a white coat, with thin gloves on his hands.

There were three apprentices standing beside him, each with a box of a different color.

It was Miao Boguang!

Taishu Sanjia's face sank, and he was about to say something, but Ye Tianlong reached out and pulled him, signaling him not to be anxious and to see Miao Boguang's technique.

"Mr. Taishu is seriously ill, no, he is critically ill!"

Miao Boguang glanced at the pile of medical instruments next to him, then moved his finger away from Taishu Xingguo's wrist, raised his head and said to Taishu Sanjia and others:

"Use strong medicine for serious illness!"

"If you want to pull Mr. Taishu back from the gates of hell and let him wake up again without pain, you must use a dose of strong medicine that I have spent many years of hard work on."

Miao Boguang said slowly: "But this medicine is very expensive, and it will take all my energy for acupuncture. It costs 30 million."

Hearing 30 million, the whole audience was silent for a moment. Although the Taishu family is not short of money, the amount of money they have spent in the past month is really amazing.

But it was quiet for a while, and then a middle-aged man with a square face decisively said: "Save him, no matter how much money it costs."

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

Miao Boguang laughed heartily: "The eldest son is indeed a filial son, but I still have to make it clear..."

"After this acupuncture, I can only guarantee that Mr. Taishu will be fine for three days, just like an ordinary person, but I can't tell what will happen in the future."

"Because I am just a doctor, not a god, I can't control a person's fate, let alone Mr. Taishu who is over 70 years old."

He seems to have a strong professional ethics, and in fact has won praise from many people, but to Ye Tianlong, he is just shirking responsibility in advance.

At this time, Han Jing also frowned and looked at Miao Boguang, remembering the miracle doctor who had a conflict in the first-class cabin...

"Miao, you can just let go and treat him. We all know the old man's situation. If anything happens, we won't blame you."

"Yes, you have done enough. If it weren't for you, the old man would have to endure more pain."

"Miao, you are the best in medical ethics and medical skills. We trust you."

The immediate relatives of the Taishu family spoke out one after another: "Miao, you are already the benefactor of the Taishu family."

With the promise and support of everyone, Miao Boguang's face became more and more red, and with a touch of pride, he shouted: "Take up the needles and prepare the medicine."

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

Everything is ready.

Miao Boguang turned Taishu Xingguo over, then lifted the clothes on his back, revealing his shriveled muscles, picked up the silver needles and started to move.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

Miao Boguang didn't care about being watched. The more people watched him perform, the more excited he was. He gave three needles in one breath, winning the cheers of everyone.

Han Jing saw that he looked relaxed and felt that this guy had some skills. Only Ye Tianlong frowned.

He stared at the three needles that formed a Chinese character "品", and then waited for Miao Boguang to drop the needle behind him.

"Swoosh, swoosh!"

Miao Boguang stabbed two more needles, and Ye Tianlong's brows deepened. He recognized what kind of acupuncture this was.

The sixth needle.

Miao Boguang stabbed another needle and landed on the back of Taishu Xingguo's heart. Ye Tianlong leaned forward completely, his eyes sharp.

"Swoosh!"

Miao Boguang picked up the seventh needle and dropped it on the back of Taishu Xingguo's head--

This is murder!

Ye Tianlong couldn't hold back and shouted, "Stop!"