Yang Xie was driven out of the hospital by Zeng Zuimo's Wrangler.

Zeng Zuimo was wearing a denim skirt today, and her slender legs were wrapped in black stockings. She knew how to fully display the charm of her beautiful legs. Every slight movement of her beautiful legs, whether she stepped on the accelerator or pressed the brake, would make Yang Xie look at her.

I hesitated a little bit...

Zeng Zuimo couldn't help but feel a little proud, but his face remained calm. The Wrangler roared and entered the private nursing home.

Yang Xie followed Zeng Zuimo. She was wearing a long white T-shirt. Her slender legs tightly wrapped in black stockings could easily arouse a man's desire to conquer. Yang Xie felt a little hot every time he saw these beautiful legs, especially

It's the exquisite little feet wrapped in high heels and black stockings that make people feel itchy.

It seemed that Zeng Zuimo had already told him. When the two big men guarding the door of the ward saw Zeng Zuimo approaching, they quickly nodded and bowed. Although they were still curious about Yang Xie, they did not dare to ask anything.

Zeng Dafa's face looked pretty good. Although it was a little worse than the last time I saw him, it was countless times better than the pale color at the beginning.

Seeing Yang Xie taking out the silver needles one by one, Zeng Zuimo couldn't help but feel excited. Maybe, after today, his father would really wake up.

Although the chance is too small, there is still hope after all, right?

Yang Xie held the silver needle tightly in his hand, and there was actually steam coming out of the silver needle. This was Yang Xie sterilizing the silver needle, and he showed off a little. After all the silver needles were disinfected, Yang Xie

He took out a silver needle and pinched it between his thumb and forefinger. With a flash of white light, the silver needle had already sunk into Zeng Dafa's head...

Although this was not the first time I saw this scene, Zeng Zuimo covered his mouth tightly every time. This scene was so amazing.

Yang Xie did not pause, and one silver needle after another was inserted into the acupuncture points. From Zeng Zuimo's perspective, there seemed to be a cloud of smoke above each silver needle. How could it be called a miracle?

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Twelve stitches in a row, Zeng Dafa's forehead turned into a hedgehog again. The sixteen stitches mentioned before were just to fool Zeng Zuimo. In fact, the effect of the twelve stitches was enough. With Zeng Dafa's injury, this kind of stimulation is enough, enough.

The lesions in his skull were eliminated.

After all, Yang Xie was still sweating. He had no choice but to tell a lie, and he needed to complete it with countless lies...

After taking a sip of the warm water handed over by Zeng Zuimo, Yang Xie breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and rested for half an hour. Zeng Zuimo did not dare to disturb Yang Xie, but just sat there quietly, with his slender legs tightly together.

There is no gap at all.

Yang Xie opened his eyes, looked at Zeng Zuimo who looked expectant in front of him, and said calmly: "I will remove the needle in a while. Even if your father cannot recover, his condition will improve a lot."

"Well, I believe you!" Zeng Zuimo endured the excitement in his heart. Is it really possible for his father to wake up?

While Zeng Zuimo was looking forward to it, Yang Xie pulled out the needles one by one.

Each of these needles was different in length, some were even ten centimeters long. Seeing such a long needle being pulled out of the head, there was no trace of blood at all, and the weird feeling in it was impossible to explain to outsiders.

When the last silver needle was taken out by Yang Xie, Yang Xie breathed a sigh of relief. Based on his own observation, the treatment effect this time was quite good. It is indeed an application that requires 888 points to upgrade.

Zeng Zuimo's eyes were full of expectation, staring closely at Zeng Dafa, but as time passed by, Zeng Zuimo's heart could not help but slowly cool down...

What? Did it fail again?

A look of sadness appeared on Zeng Zuimo's face, had he failed again?

She took a deep breath. If she failed, she would fail. The result was already in her heart, wasn't it? She just wanted to weave a beautiful dream for herself, but at this moment, the dream woke up...

No, that's not right!

Zeng Dafa's fingers suddenly hooked slightly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were a little confused at first, but soon turned into sharp ones.

Xie was overjoyed, he was indeed Zeng Dafa, he had so many people unconscious and his momentum was so overwhelming...

The Black Flame Gang was his future help, and he didn't want Zeng Dafa to be just an Adou who couldn't help him.

"dad!"

Tears burst out of Zeng Zuimo's eyes, and his voice was filled with a bit of fear and uncertainty, but more of it was the excitement that could not be concealed, rising from the depths of his heart and welling up in his throat...

"You are, Mo Mo..."

Zeng Dafa's sharp eyes swept across the ward. When he saw Zeng Zuimo, he suddenly turned into gentleness and a hint of astonishment. No wonder he, he had been in a coma for so many years. Zeng Zuimo, who was originally like a little princess, had grown so big?

If it weren't for that familiar feeling of blood connection from the bottom of his heart, Zeng Dafa wouldn't have recognized Zeng Zuimo so easily...

"dad!"

Zeng Zuimo immediately threw herself into Zeng Dafa's arms, crying bitterly, as fragile as a child. For so many years, she was hesitant, helpless, and hesitant, but she didn't have a shoulder to rely on. Today, her father,

His father, who had been his protector for so many years, finally woke up...

Gently patting Zeng Zuimo's back, Zeng Dafa said nothing, but used his warmth to reassure Mo Mo. When she recovered a little, Zeng Dafa spoke in an unusually hoarse voice: "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Four years..." Zeng Zuimo whispered, still sobbing a little. Zeng Dafa's awakening shattered the hard shell she had used to protect herself for so many years.

Zeng Dafa nodded, then looked at Yang Xie and asked calmly: "Who is this?"

Only then did Zeng Zuimo remember the existence of Yang Xie. He wiped the tears on his face carelessly and said with a hint of shyness: "Dad, this is my friend and an alumnus of my university, Yang Xie. He is proficient in medical skills. It was he who cured you."

vegetative disease."

"Vegetative?"

Zeng Dafa glanced at Yang Xie in surprise, can a vegetative state be cured? He can't be a liar, right?

Seeing Zeng Dafa's increasingly sharp eyes, Yang Xie smiled, then took out a silver needle and inserted it directly into his arm, like lightning, and then said lightly: "Mr. Zeng, look at your

Can’t you move your arms?”

Zeng Dafa tried to move his arm, but found that he couldn't move. His eyes when he looked at Yang Xie suddenly became a little more awe-inspiring. Someone with such magical means couldn't be a liar, so he said: "Sorry, Mr. Yang, I'm sorry.

In my situation, if I were not careful, I would have been swallowed up completely."

Yang Xie shook his head, indicating that it was okay, and said with a smile: "I just hope Mr. Zeng will not forget today."

Hearing Yang Xie's profound words, Zeng Dafa also looked at Yang Xie deeply and said, "I need to discuss this with my little girl."

Yang Xie stretched out his hand and took off the silver needle from Zeng Dafa's arm. His arm immediately returned to its former self, making Zeng Dafa's eyes glow again and again.

Just when Yang Xie wanted to walk out of the medical room, the door of the medical room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in angrily. At the same moment, Zeng Dafa quickly leaned back, his face filled with tears.

Restored the initial sluggishness...

"Second uncle."

Zeng Zuimo frowned and glanced at the middle-aged man, then said hello lightly.

The middle-aged man stared at Yang Xie and sneered: "Xiao Mo, before your father fell into coma, he entrusted you to my care. You are so kind. Any liar can deceive you. How can you treat a vegetative disease?"

Can it be treated? He must be trying to harm my eldest brother!"

Yang Xie shrugged and sneered: "Idiot."

The middle-aged man was furious and pointed at Yang Xie with his finger. His voice was extremely cold: "You say it again?"

"Idiot!" Yang Xie immediately laughed: "I didn't expect you have such strong taste. After listening to it once, you have to listen to it again. Let me tell you, if you want to listen to it again, I will charge a fee."
Chapter completed!