I'll hand over the system soon.

"Is this good?" someone asked worriedly.

Although the old man's complexion has improved visibly to the naked eye, he is still unconscious after all, and they don't know whether he is really out of danger.

Qiao Fei wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied: "Just wait for the silver needle to stay for a quarter of an hour."

This was what the teacher said, and she was just repeating it, but she believed that the teacher's words would not be wrong. After all, her brain cancer master had a solution. The old man in front of her was most likely just suffering from an emergency, so he should not be able to trouble the teacher.

"Why hasn't Mr. Wu woke up yet?" the man asked again.

But as soon as he asked, the person next to him gave him an elbow, and said to him rudely: "Are you stupid? Mr. Wu still has so many needles stuck in his body. How can he wake up? It must be a needle." What kind of acupuncture points can make people sleepy so that they can ensure that Mr. Wu remains motionless!"

What this man said was reasonable, and soon no one raised any questions about why Mr. Wu didn't wake up yet.

Except for Sancho and Qiao Fei, everyone had been waiting for this quarter of an hour like a year, but it was like a year again, and this quarter of an hour was finally over.

After Qiao Fei took off all the silver needles, the unconscious old man soon came to life. He looked at the circle of people around him and after a brief thought, he understood what was going on.

With a wry smile, Mr. Wu laughed at himself: "I just ate a cake this morning, good guy, I almost ended up here."

Among the people around, Mingyuan was the most familiar with Mr. Wu, so he was the only one who dared to step forward and help Mr. Wu cut off his clothes just now.

Seeing that Mr. Wu woke up at this time, Mingyuan was also very relieved. Hearing this, his face was full of words and he said: "Mr. Wu, you said you are the same. Don't you know what's going on with your body? You are so old. Yes, and even ate the cake secretly.”

After walking on the verge of life and death, Mr. Wu himself was a little scared. Just asking someone to grab him and eat cake secretly didn't look good, so he changed the topic and asked: "Which old friend saved him?" I?"

As he finished speaking, Mr. Wu also saw Qiao Fei squatting in front of him and the silver needle in her hand that she had not yet had time to put away.

Looking at the row of silver needles, Mr. Wu widened his eyes and said, "Oh, girl, you saved me? Or did you use acupuncture?"

Qiao Fei didn't want to take credit, but she didn't dare to expose Sancho's existence. She had no choice but to blush and admit that this was not her credit at all.

Mr. Wu was even more surprised when he received Qiao Fei's affirmative answer, "Little girl, you are quite capable."

In everyone's general impression, traditional Chinese medicine is that the older you are, the better your medical skills are. It was unexpected that this girl, who looked like she was only in her twenties, could have such excellent acupuncture skills.

Qiao Fei blushed even more when she heard this. This was not her fault. She always caught her complimenting her and she really had no shame in answering.

Sancho didn't bother to read what happened next, so he got into the jade pendant and wrote and drew on it.

The system saw that her expression suddenly became more than a little depressed, and asked curiously: "What's wrong with the host?" Tell me and I'll help you with some ideas. 】

"This damn Creator's will!" Sancho sighed, and then said: "Don't you think the scene where Mr. Wu suddenly fell to the ground just now looks familiar?"

The system, which was less influenced by novels, shook its head, but thinking of Sancho's previous words, it cleverly guessed that Mr. Wu's fainting was probably not for no reason.

The will of the Creator?

Isn't the creator of this small world the big man?

[Host, do you mean that the old man fainted because he was a big shot? 】

As soon as he finished speaking, the system began to deny itself, "It's impossible, it's impossible, the big shot is in a very critical situation right now, and he's not saving his personnel, and there are so many people in this small world, why did the big shot have to make Mr. Wu faint?" 】

Sancho was not angry, "Your big shot is not awake, but his will is active and he can control the direction of the small world."

Seeing that sadomasochism stories are no longer available, they are starting to turn to sex stories about heroines.

[Control the direction of the small world? Could it be that Mr. Wu's fainting could change the direction of this small world? Is he that important? 】The system was shocked.

Isn't this a small world derived from sadistic stories? What does it mean to change direction? In which direction should we change?

Sancho was not in the mood to slowly explain to the system, and just said: "After you return to Water Blue Star, you can supplement your knowledge by yourself."

Before, the system seemed to have a habit of reading the boss's romance, but after she told it a few times to stop reading strange things, it rarely made those greasy and uncomfortable remarks.

Now it seems that there is nothing wrong with reading more. At least the more you see, the more you will know.

Facts have proved that Mr. Wu is indeed very important, and his status is quite extraordinary. He was a big boss who once held a high and powerful position, but now he has retired due to his health. His children in the family have also become talented, handsome and wealthy.

Because of this life-saving grace, Qiao Fei had more contact with Mr. Wu's children, and even encountered a situation where Lu Yunchen and Mr. Wu's children met head-on.

Of course, the protagonist Qiao Fei was also present, otherwise how could this Shura field be so peaceful?

Fortunately for Sancho, her efforts for several months were not in vain. Although the direction of the small world was quietly changing under the influence of the big man's will, Qiao Fei herself seemed not to be affected much and was still concentrating on her work. Find the whereabouts of Lu Gang.

And because of the help of the Wu family, her investigation went much smoother and she found more useful information.

"This is the person you are looking for. He lives in city M now. These are his wife and children." Wu Xingjun handed an open folder to Qiao Fei.

The first page of the folder contained several photos, and the person in the photos was surprisingly Lu Gang, Lu Yunchen's father, whom Qiao Fei had been looking for for a long time!

In the photo, Lu Gang was hugging a very gentle woman, and behind them was a young boy who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

"His name is Chu Chuan now. He has changed his name. However, I have done a biological comparison for you, and I am sure it is Lu Gang." Wu Xingjun said patiently.

Seeing tears glistening in the eyelashes of the girl opposite, she handed over a handkerchief in a very gentlemanly manner, with a hint of distress in her eyes.

Looking at the handkerchief handed to him, Qiao Fei was stunned for a moment, and then politely refused. It would be bad if the handkerchief was stained.

"Thank you Mr. Wu. This information is very important to me. You really helped me a lot."

Wu Xingjun, who was rejected, felt slightly disappointed, but there was nothing on his face. He naturally retracted his hand and asked, "Are you going to take this information to Lu Yunchen?"

He knew very well about Qiao Fei's past. After all, if he wanted to investigate the information, he would inevitably find out about Qiao Fei's past.

So he knew that Qiao Fei and Lu Yunchen were married, and that Qiao Fei loved Lu Yunchen deeply. He also knew that Qiao Fei's parents died indirectly at the hands of Lu Yunchen.

It's just that he hasn't told Qiao Fei about this yet, because he's afraid that she won't be able to bear it.

Good night, babies