Mr. Qian rushed over and grabbed my collar, stretched out his fist and hit my head without saying a word. I didn't dodge and let his fist hit me in the face.

I can understand Mr. Qian’s pain at this time. Her daughter is still lying on the hospital bed and is unconscious.

"You little bastard, see what my daughter has become! I'll beat you to death!!" Mr. Qian scolded me, and his actions became heavier and heavier.

I was always patient, but when I suddenly felt a lighter on my body and opened my eyes and saw that Qian always picked up a vase on the table.

I couldn't help it anymore, so I hurriedly got up from the ground, reached out and grabbed his wrist:

"Mr. Qian, I can understand your current mood. You can use me to vent your anger, but you also have to grasp the right amount. I was born to my parents."

"I'll go to you! My daughter is like this now, it's just because of you, it's all because of you!" Mr. Qian said as he tried to break free from my hand.

I grabbed his wrist hard, trying to calm him down quickly, so I looked at him and shouted:

"Qian Guanzhong, please hear it clearly. I am not the one who harmed your daughter. If you really have the ability, go and find it..." Speaking of this, I suddenly realized that I was talking a little too much and stopped.

"Who is looking for? Who did you make Rongrong like this?!" Old Man Qian's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he stared at me and asked loudly.

I originally wanted to tell him that it was the Zhu family in Qingcheng who caused Qian Rongrong to be like this, but then I thought about it, it would be better not to let Old Man Qian know it now. After all, after hearing what Zhu Blan said at the beginning, the Qian family was obviously not as good as the Zhu family. If he offended their group, he would probably be unable to bear it and even be in danger of his life.

Thinking of this, I immediately changed my words and said:

"What I'm talking about now is not the point. The point is that I have helped you contact someone who can wake up Qian Rongrong."

"Who? You kid better not lie to me. If something happens to Rongrong, I will let you accompany her on the road!" Old Man Qian looked at me and threatened.

I gave him a blank look and said:

"You can't expect your daughter to be happy?"

At this moment, Qian Rongrong, who was originally lying motionless on the hospital bed, suddenly opened her mouth and shouted:

"Run, Wang Cheng, you...you run quickly!!"

Qian Rongrong was lying on the hospital bed, her eyes closed, her brows frowned, and she kept calling my name in her mouth, asking me to run away quickly.

When the old man Qian heard his daughter speak, he hurriedly threw down the vase, ran over immediately, squatted in front of Qian Rongrong's hospital bed, and grabbed her hands tightly:

"Rongrong, dad is here, don't be afraid. Wake up, wake up, look at dad, wake up..." Old man Qian obviously cried when he spoke.

Seeing this, I walked over and looked at Qian Rongrong with a pale face. It seemed as if there was a knife in her heart that was stirring up trouble, and I felt very distressed.

I really didn't expect that the group of rich second generations we followed and investigated had such a strong identity and background. For the first time since I embarked on the path of borrowing arts, I really felt my insignificance and powerlessness.

When the old man Qian, who was squatting in front of the bed, saw that he could not wake up Qian Rongrong, he seemed to have thought of something, and quickly turned around and said to me:

"Boy, come and call her name quickly!! I don't know what evil Rongrong has been like to you, she has called you a bastard's name for a day!"

After hearing Old Man Qian's words, I hurriedly walked over and squatted down, and tentatively called Qian Rongrong's name a few times.

But the result was still the same, Qian Rongrong still showed no sign of waking up.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside.

"Please come in!" Mr. Qian thought it was the nurse who came to the ward to check for a dressing change, and said without even looking back.

The door of the ward was pushed open from outside. Before the person entered, laughter came in first. The hoarse and harsh laughter was not something that normal people could say. After hearing this, I stood up vigilantly and stared at the door of the ward.

Then, I saw a man in a black robe covering his whole body appear at the door and walked in slowly.

"Who are you?!" I asked, staring at the man in black robe.

After hearing what I said, the man did not speak, but reached out and slowly took off the black hat on his head.

Only then did I see clearly the face of the person who came. It was one of the Black Mountain Wolf Generals: the scorpion face, with a skin of 80,000!

"You... who are you? Why are you here for? If you don't speak, I will call the police immediately!!" Pi Bawan's terrifying face scared Old Man Qian. He saw Pi Bawan standing there and not talking. After fear, he took out his cell phone and called the police.

Seeing this, I hurriedly stopped him:

"Mr. Qian, don't call the police. He is the person I just mentioned who can save your daughter's life."

After hearing what I said, Old Man Qian looked at me with disbelief:

"Wang Cheng, what does this person do? Do you understand his bottom line? The doctors in the entire hospital cannot wake up my daughter. Why should I believe this person?!" After saying that, he looked at Qian Rongrong lying down and rubbed her eyes with her hands.

After hearing Mr. Qian's words, Pi Bawan said:

"Since I don't believe it, I'll leave." The voice was low and there was no room for negotiation.

This is not possible. It must have been sent by Eighth Master. If he leaves, Qian Rongrong will be finished. I hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him:

"Mr. Pi, don't leave now. I went to talk to Master Eighth at that time, and I had nothing to do with him. I believe you."

After hearing my words, Pi Bawan stopped:

"Just once, if I hear something that cannot touch my ears, I will leave immediately." He said, turning around, without even looking at Old Man Qian, and went around to the other side of Qian Rongrong's bed.

But he saw him put the wooden box he had been holding on the hospital bed and slowly opened it, with rows of silver needles of varying sizes and lengths inside.

Although Old Man Qian felt Pi Bawan's momentum and did not dare to shout loudly to call the police, after seeing the Yin Needle, he still came over with some concern and asked softly:

"Wang Cheng, is this person reliable or not?"

"Mr. Qian, if you don't want your daughter to lie on the hospital bed all the time, just shut up for the time being."

Pi Bawan picked out a few silver needles from the wooden box, first put them in a transparent glass bottle, then poured in an unknown green liquid, soaked the silver needles in it, and then began to take the pulse for Qian Rongrong.

"The young master of the Zhu family is not ordinary vicious. Fortunately, I came early, otherwise after tonight, even if the gods come, they would not be able to save her." Pi Bawan said as he pressed a position on Qian Rongrong's arm with his fingers, then quickly picked up a silver needle and stabbed it quickly.

As the silver needle pierced into Qian Rongrong's arm, I saw a hint of pain on Qian Rongrong's face. At the same time, the skin near the silver needle began to change significantly.

It slowly becomes purple and black...

Then there was the second and third needles. Pi Bawan had been putting twenty or thirty needles on Qian Rongrong's arms and calf before stopping.
Chapter completed!