Lucky little miracle doctor

Nangong Xuan's proposal is good.

Even the Hongmeng Pavilion can't do anything about the old man's illness. Zhang Chi is only so old, how can he have such good medical skills? As long as his treatment is ineffective, there is an excuse to do anything again!

Nangong Qing suddenly woke up from his dream and sneered, "Boy, if I let you be arrogant for a while, no one will dare to slap me in my entire life."

"Indeed, it's not easy for you to grow up when you are so arrogant. You should cherish the opportunity to live."

When it comes to talking nonsense, Zhang Chi really has never been afraid of anyone.

His words made Nangong Qing's nose crooked. Just when he was about to explode, a powerful voice reminded him again, "Just follow what the lady said and look at his medical skills. Besides, this young man's aura is very strange. I can’t see how strong he is.”

Nangong Qing lost his temper, sat aside and stopped talking sadly.

About half an hour later, Nangong Xiu came out of the physical examination room. After testing, it was found that the old man only had a loss of energy and blood and could not make ends meet, so he needed to take good care of himself. However, this statement was too general. After all, the old man ate foods with high nutritional value every day in the Chu family. Food, has no effect at all.

Zhang Chi asked her to arrange a ward, and he only needed a few injections to make the old man get better.

"Seriously?" Nangong Xiu was pleasantly surprised, then leaned close to him and whispered: "Boss, if you can really save the old man, I don't have any problem with you asking for anything from me in the future."

Boy, she is truly a vixen.

In the afternoon, Nangong Xiu arranged a luxurious ward, and Zhang Chi entered the ward under the cold eyes of his father and son.

At this moment, an expert was helping the old man do a more detailed physical examination. He was surprised when he saw Zhang Chilai, and he called the boss respectfully.

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Qing was stunned on the spot.

You must know that the person who is helping the old man to treat is Zheng Kai, a member of the Mochen Medical Association. He is half-stepped into the threshold of a miracle doctor, and it is precisely such a powerful person who actually wants to call Zhang Chi boss!

Zhang Chi nodded to Zheng Kai, and then carefully observed Old Man Nangong.

Then he casually took a photo, and suddenly cold light shot into the old man's body. The silver needle sank in, and the latter began to tremble crazily.

I don’t know if it’s because of pain or enjoyment.

Without waiting for the silver needle to seal the acupoints, Zhang Chi stretched out two fingers to press various acupuncture points on the old master's body.

Then, under the complicated gazes of everyone, the old man opened his eyes. His original withered expression suddenly showed a long-lost color. In addition, Zhang Chi secretly gave him a drop of immortality seed.

Thanks to the endless supply of immortality seeds that repaired wounds, the old man's withered internal organs and meridians began to gain vitality rapidly, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

Such strength was so shocking that brothers Li Nangong Xiang and Nangong Qing were stunned.

They didn't understand the method of relaxation. With just a few compressions and a few needles, the old man recovered 50%. If the treatment continued, he would be fully recovered in two or three days.

Nangong Xiu was so excited that she gave Zhang Chi a bear hug.

The old man was lying on the bed with extremely complicated emotions, "Mr. Zhang's medical skills are indeed amazing!"

The Nangong family has spent a lot of money on medical treatment over the years, but it is a bit unreal that it is getting better so easily now.

Zhang Chi motioned to the rest of the crowd to move away. He had something to talk to the old guy alone.

The three members of Nangong Xiang's family looked at each other and did not dare to make any mistakes no matter how unwilling they were.

In the ward, Zhang Chi asked the old man's condition thoughtfully. Zhang Chi opened his mouth and said, "Injury, hidden injury."

This was the first time Nangong Xiu heard such a statement.

In her impression, the old man was always sick or injured.

"Those are all things that happened when I was young. In short, they were the root of the disease caused by fighting with others. In my later years, they all exploded, and I almost couldn't resist it. Fortunately, with Mr. Zhang's help, my Nangong family will definitely repay this favor."

Zhang Chi was too lazy to be polite and left a prescription for Nangong Xiu to send someone to collect. With the help of the pill, the injury could be completely suppressed within a few days.

As for the end of life, Zhang Chi's Immortality Secret can continue to produce as long as it is running. However, the effect of using the Immortality Seed is too obvious. He doesn't want to be in the limelight anymore, and he has not forgotten to take credit for Nangong Xiu.

Next, the old man said many words of gratitude, while Zhang Chi quietly became an audience.

He even let Nangong Xiu go out.

Their eyes met, Zhang Chi curiously asked the old guy what was the real purpose of coming to Mo City this time!

Normally, Hongmeng Pavilion represents the highest quality of Kyushu medicine, but the old guy is willing to give it a try, almost betting on a miracle with his remaining half life.

Although his bet was right, Zhang Chi felt that things were not simple.

Old man Nangong was silent for a moment and sighed, "I'm not hiding it from the little miracle doctor. In fact, I came to Mo City this time to see a doctor. My real purpose is to see my precious granddaughter. Since she left Nangong's house in anger, many things have happened. I haven’t seen him for years, and if he can’t see her one last time before he dies, he won’t die in peace.”

"What else?" Zhang Chi asked, and the old man explained; "What's more, I plan to let Xiu'er own part of the equity of the Nangong family, and I also plan to give my second son a try."

When he said the last sentence, the old man fell into a long silence.

Zhang Chi was speechless, so he was just an old fox. Everything that happened today was actually a scam.

"That's right, our Nangong family must not be blamed for treachery. The attitude of the second child's family determines the outcome of the Nangong family. Facts have proved that I was wrong. My second child has a huge appetite."

The old man stopped talking, and before the anesthetic had worn off, he had already forced out a smile.

"What are the old man's plans next?"

Zhang Chi did not believe that they would stay safely in Mo City. The old man whispered: "I would like to ask sir to do me a favor, and I will give you a satisfactory reward."

"What are you busy with?"

Old Man Nangong knew that the person in front of him was a cultivator, so the value of what he took out as a gift must be very high!

He glanced out the window and muttered secretly: "As long as you, sir, help me get the charges against Lao Er's family, I will complete the commission. If you ask me, I will give you all the talismans and treasures of the Nangong family."

"Aren't you afraid of causing dissatisfaction within the family by doing this? Or are you already planning to give up on the Nangong family? You plan to kill them all with my help!"

The murderous intention that Zhang Chi invisibly exuded spread, and suddenly the huge hotel fell silent.

"I have half my foot buried in the soil, and now I just want the truth."

The old man was in a very lonely mood. He saw Nangong Xiang's performance outside the airport. As the chairman of the family, he must make timely adjustments to prevent the Nangong family from being wiped out in the future.