The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

"The Blood Poison Sect was destroyed?" Wang Jingshu couldn't help but be stunned. She followed her father's instructions before his death and completely severed the previous relationship. Naturally, she didn't know what happened in the ancient martial arts world.

"I heard the Tang Sect mentioned that half a year after the Duanmu family was destroyed, the Blood Poison Sect's power expanded rapidly, and they even wanted to attack the Tang Sect. However, the Tang Sect received the news in advance and took action first, joining forces with Huashan, Wudang and others. The sect surrounded and suppressed the Blood Poison Sect at the Tianchi Lake and wiped out the number one evil sect." Qin Fan said, this was a past event more than ten or twenty years ago, and people who have not understood it would not know it at all.

"God is really wise. I never thought that in my lifetime, I would hear the news that the Duanmu family's great revenge was avenged!" Wang Jingshu burst into tears with a sharp voice, but her eyes were full of relief.

Qin Fan felt unhappy when he saw her mixed expression of joy and sorrow, but after a while, he frowned and his expression suddenly became solemn.

I saw that Wang Jingshu's face was getting more and more rosy and she seemed to be in better spirits. This was not a good thing, but a sign of recovery.

Wang Jingshu suffered internal injuries and endured inhuman torture almost all the time. The belief that supported her persistence in living over the past few decades may have been revenge, but now that she heard the news that the great revenge was avenged, this obsession was gone.

Once a body riddled with holes and fragments loses faith, its vitality will quickly disappear.

Qin Fan's tongue was filled with thunder and he shouted: "Auntie, let the past go by. People have to look forward. The old Duanmu Jingshu is no longer here. The living person now is named Wang Jingshu. She also has a daughter. Call her Wang Yuqing!"

Hearing the name of her daughter Wang Yuqing, Wang Jingshu's lost pupils regained some light, but her expression was full of confusion and struggle, and she was obviously undergoing a fierce ideological struggle.

Seeing that the therapy was effective, Qin Fan continued: "Your father fought to the death to rescue you, but you want to seek death. Is this worthy of him? And Yuqing, she has not had a father since she was a child. You are her most important person in the world. If you, the only relative in your life, died, how painful would it be for her to live alone in the world?"

These words were like an enlightenment, injecting a glimmer of life into Wang Jingshu's empty body. Her eyes immediately became firm and she murmured: "Xiaoqing, my good daughter..."

Qin Fan was secretly happy and quickly struck while the iron was hot: "You haven't seen Yuqing get married and have children and live a happy life, so you have to work hard to live and try to see this day sooner!"

"Yes, I still have Xiaoqing, I can't die, I want to live..." Wang Jingshu's voice slowly changed from a small murmur to a powerful shout, and her eyes became brighter.

Seeing that Wang Jingshu had regained her life, Qin Fan breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Auntie, congratulations on your new life!"

This is a sublimation of her state of mind. Wang Jingshu has completely emerged from the shadow of the past. In the future, she will be a brand new person, and she will no longer be hindered by the past.

"Xiaofan, thank you. If it weren't for you, I might have been killed!" Wang Jingshu said gratefully. She knew that without Qin Fan's advice, she would be dead now.

"You're welcome, after all, this is the purpose of my trip." Qin Fan walked to the window, opened it, and let the fresh air and warm sunshine flow into the room. Then he turned around, looked at her and said, "Let the house be transparent. Let it breathe, it’s good for your health.”

Wang Jingshu nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, when my father sent me out of the Duanmu family, he also gave me a wooden plaque and told me that it was a very important thing and must not be lost. .”

Wang Jingshu said, walked to the TV, squatted down and rummaged in the drawer of the TV cabinet. After a while, she took out a small iron box, opened it and took out the contents.

"This is the wooden sign that my father gave me." Wang Jingshu handed the wooden sign to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan took it and looked around. It was just a decoration carved from boxwood. There was nothing special about it. However, Wang Jingshu's father would not give an ordinary wooden sign to his daughter at such an important moment. Could there be something else in it? Mystery?

Thinking of this, Qin Fan activated his clairvoyance eyes and tried to penetrate the wooden sign. After looking at it, he found that there was something wrong inside. It was empty in the middle and stuffed with a folded paper.

"Auntie, I know the mystery of this wooden sign." Qin Fan told what he saw.

Wang Jingshu was not surprised as to why he could see through the wooden sign. After all, he was once a member of the Duanmu family, well-informed and knew that there were many capable people in the world.

"Since you discovered it, I'll give it to you." Wang Jingshu said with a smile.

"Isn't this bad?" Because the wooden tablet was a relic of his father, Qin Fan did not immediately agree to accept it.

Wang Jingshu said calmly: "It's useless for me to hold this thing. On the contrary, it only makes me sad. Let it disappear along with my obsession."

Qin Fan didn't refuse anymore. He sat back on the sofa and said, "Let me sort out your meridians first. Your condition is too bad."

"It's up to you." Wang Jingshu had hope of living, and of course she wanted to cure her hidden disease as soon as possible.

Qin Fan took out the golden needle. The next step would be a big project and he had to go all out.

"How do you know I'm wearing a mask?" Wang Jingshu couldn't help but ask as she lay on the sofa.

Disguise was the Duanmu family's special skill. Not many people in the ancient martial arts world could spot it back then, but Qin Fan knew she was wearing a mask after only a few minutes of contact with her.

Qin Fan smiled secretly, thinking that you would never guess that I can see through it. I just found out your secret when I was bored.

Um...I didn’t look around elsewhere.

"Auntie, there is a subtle difference in color between the skin on your neck and the skin under your ears. Others may not be able to tell, but I have medical skills and can tell the abnormality at a glance." Qin Fan made up a reason to fool him.

These words were well-founded, and Wang Jingshu no longer had any doubts. She just sighed and said, "I haven't been in contact with the ancient martial arts world for a long time, and my techniques are all unfamiliar."

"It doesn't matter if you leave, the ancient martial arts world is not a good place. It is a bloody place. If you don't have strength, you can only be someone else's prey." Qin Fan said with emotion.

"You have such knowledge and magnanimity at such a young age. You should be from a big family or a sect, right?" Wang Jingshu asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Qin Fan just nodded without saying a specific name because he was afraid of scaring others.

Wang Jingshu didn't ask further. She decided to let go of the past anyway. What big family had anything to do with her?

Just after two injections, Wang Yuqing opened the door and came back. When she saw Qin Fan treating her mother, a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Taking action means it can be cured. If nothing can be done, that would be the most despairing.

After retracting the needle, Qin Fan's body shook. As soon as he raised his legs, he stumbled forward. Fortunately, Wang Yuqing's quick hands and eyes helped him to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Wang Yuqing asked with concern.

Qin Fan looked a little pale, shook his head and said: "It's not serious, I'm just tired, just take a rest."

Wang Jingshu's meridians were atrophied and blocked, and it was impossible to open them all in a short time. The first time acupuncture only opened one-tenth of them, and there would be many tiring things to do in the future.