Zhao Anran felt his eyes turn dark and a strong sense of suffocation came from his heart.

Immediately, my body turned backwards, and my eyes rolled and my body began to tremble violently.

"Mr. Zhao!"

This scene directly scared Li Qubing!

If Zhao Anran died because of his treatment problem, then he, Li Qubing, wouldn't be able to survive in the traditional Chinese medicine world, I'm afraid he would have to be buried with Zhao Anran.

The old face trembled due to fright. In a panic, he hurriedly held Zhao Anran's pulse.

The pulse is soft and weak, as if it is there or not.

"It's over!"

He was helpless and took out a small ceramic bottle from his arms in panic, poured out a few light yellow medicine particles from it, and prepared to take it for Zhao Anran to take it.

"I said, he didn't have a heart attack. If you want him to die soon, continue to feed him medicine."

Lin Pingfan's indifferent words quietly rang out.

Li Qubing's trembling hands suddenly trembled, and several pills fell to the ground.

Lin Pingfan turned the wheelchair and when he passed by the table and cabinet, he took a set of silver needles in his hand.

When he came to the hospital bed, he spread out the silver needle, gently pinched it in his hand, and at the same time he lifted up the collar of Zhao Anran's chest, preparing to apply the needle.

"Boy! You're looking for death!"

"You cripple who has not grown any hair, actually dares to apply needles to Mr. Zhao!"

"If there is any problem with Mr. Zhao, can you bear the responsibility?"

When Li Qubing saw Lin Pingfan preparing to apply an injection, he became angry on his panic!

Lin Pingfan glanced coldly at Li Qubing: "Do you think you can save him?"

A very plain sentence made Li Qubing's eyes tremble and his whole body stiff!

yes!

Zhao Anran's pulse was already soft and weak, and there were signs of death at any time.

Even if I had the technique of turning the world back, I couldn't save Zhao Anran...

Li Qubing was completely depressed, and his old face seemed even more haggard at this moment, and his eyes were full of despair.

"Mr. Zhao... will not come back."

"Boy, you go."

"If you give Mr. Zhao another needle at this time, you will not be able to escape responsibility."

Finally, Li Qubing sighed and gave up completely, his eyes full of gloom.

However, his words made Lin Pingfan feel a little moved.

This old man is quite kind at the critical moment.

Lin Pingfan did not respond to Li Qubing's words, but instead pinched the needle with his right hand, like lightning.

With a 'swish', he directly stabbed the silver needle into the Taiyi acupoint on Zhao Anran's chest.

As the needle fell, a black blood suddenly overflowed from the tip of the needle.

Even the silver needle became a little black.

Immediately afterwards, the second silver needle was pierced and accurately penetrated into the Danzhong point.

When you start and fall, then there is the third, the fourth, the fifth...

Until the thirteenth silver needle penetrates the Shenfeng acupoint!

Thirteen silver needles were faintly placed on Zhao Anran's chest, forming a strange figure, which was amazing.

When each silver needle penetrates the acupoint, a black blood column will overflow around the tip of the needle, making the smoked silver needle a little black.

Zhao Anran, who was covered with a layer of black mist on his face, sprayed out another mouthful of black blood as the last silver needle penetrated.

Lin Pingfan seemed to have expected it and caught it with a towel in advance.

"This...this is actually..."

"Thirteen needles from the Ghost Gate!"

"It turned out to be the legendary thirteen needles of the living dead man's flesh and bones!"

"How is this possible? Hasn't the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate been lost?"

Li Qubing was shocked on the side, his body was stiff, staring at the silver needle on Zhao Anran’s chest in disbelief!

He was completely shocked!

I can't believe everything I see.

At this moment, Zhao Anran rolled his eyes and quietly returned to normal, breathing the air like greed.

His eyes were a little dull, as if he had walked away from the gates of hell.

The ward fell into a brief silence. When Zhao Anran's breathing completely calmed down, he looked at Lin Pingfan in shock.

"Young man, just now...thank you!"

Lin Pingfan did not express his opinion and said lightly: "I was entrusted by Guo Heixiong to treat you. Your root cause has been cured now. This old man will help you with treatment in the future."

"However, according to the previous agreement, can I take away the boss of Hongxinghui?"

"Yes, I'll let my subordinates send Liang Laohu intact and return to Hongxinghui!" Zhao Anran nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Anyran had a bad heart and had never found the cause of the disease.

And this time the treatment seemed to have cured the previous illness. How could he not thank Lin Pingfan?

With his status as he is, money is no longer important to him. What is important is a good body and a good body that can enjoy life.

"Um."

Lin Pingfan nodded, then turned the wheelchair and signaled Guo Menglin Pingfan to push him away.

Guo Meng's eyes were full of gratitude at this moment, and tears were already in his eyes: "Young Master... Thank you!"

Lin Pingfan didn't reply, but just nodded lightly and prepared to leave the ward, but before leaving the ward, he suddenly stopped.

He left a sentence for Zhao Anran: "The root of your disease is not a heart problem, it is someone who poisons you."

"As for whoever poisons it, check the people around you."

Keeping these words, Lin Pingfan left.

...

After walking out of the hospital, Lin Pingfan was carried to the car by Guo Meng.

"Young Master, you said Zhao Anran was poisoned by the people around you!" Guo Meng asked in surprise.

Lin Pingfan nodded: "The blood he coughed out is black, diluted and smelly, and there is no bloody smell. This is a manifestation of poisoning, but this is a chronic poison that will not attack immediately, but will accumulate over time, causing the internal organs to

withered."

"Really speaking, this toxicity will take several years to occur. This attack obviously increased the amount of poison, so he and you, Hong Xing, will probably be someone who has tampered with it, just to let you

They are killed."

"Think about it carefully. If something happens to any of you, who will get the advantage?"

Listening to Lin Pingfan's words, Guo Meng's pupils shrank instantly, and his expression sternly: "Thank you for your advice!"

Lin Pingfan waved his hand: "Young Master Order has been returned, and it is not a big deal to treat Zhao Anran. Even if you say that just now, I will give it to you."

"As for the price of the Prince Order, I will talk about it later."

After saying that, he didn't give Guo Meng a chance to speak again. He turned his head out the window and looked at the scenery outside.

At this moment, Lin Pingfan's cell phone rang.

Ye Yaxin called.

Lin Pingfan raised his eyebrows slightly and answered the phone.

"Lin Pingfan! You trash, even Young Master Liu dares to move. Do you don't want to live anymore?"

"Do you know what your ability will bring to the Ye family!"

"You should get back to the Ye family now and sign the divorce agreement!"
Chapter completed!