"Grandpa Wang? You mean the president of the Chinese Medicine Association, how could the Medical Saint King do you mean?"

"Not bad..." the old man said weakly: "Your Grandpa Wang said that those who seal acupoints in silver needles are all great masters of traditional Chinese medicine. If this young man really has such ability, then he... is absolutely extraordinary!"

The old man sighed, but when he was speaking, he was a little unstable.

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"It's okay... I can hold on for a while." The old man forced a smile.

How could the girl not see it? She looked heartbroken and stared at Lin Yang for a while before going forward.

"An An, what do you want to do?" The old man hurriedly grabbed her.

"Grandpa, since you say this person is very good at medical skills, then asking him to take action will definitely save you."

"Silly girl, others don't want anyone to disturb you, don't attract any more annoyance!"

"But grandpa, if you continue like this, you will die." The girl was so anxious that she was about to cry.

"We have a life and death, and life and death are in heaven." The old man said weakly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned black and he fell down.

"Grandpa, grandpa!!"

The girl let out a shrill cry, but she couldn't wake up the fainting old man.

The girl was desperate.

She rushed over suddenly, knelt on the ground and cried at Lin Yang, "Please, save my grandfather."

"You made a fuss about my mother, and my patience is limited!"

Lin Yang turned his head slightly, his voice gradually getting colder.

"But, my grandfather is almost dying!" the girl cried and said, "Please help him..."

The girl kept begging, and the crying made the cemetery boil.

"It seems that you haven't heard what I said!"

"Brother, I'm sorry, but my grandfather is really out of reach. If you are willing to save my grandfather, our Xia family is willing to renovate the cemetery and renovate the aunt's tomb. I, Xia You'an, would even be willing to keep a vigil for my aunt for three years! OK?" The girl was wearing pear blossoms and shouted tremblingly.

This sentence slightly moved Lin Yang.

He looked back at the girl, hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "There is no need to be a vigilant. Help me renovate my mother's cemetery. It can be considered as my filial piety."

"Did you agree?"

The girl was very happy.

Lin Yang nodded, walked to the old man's side, took a half-inch-long silver needle like hair from a needle bag hanging around his waist, and then carefully stabbed it into the old man's eyebrows.

In an instant, the old man who had already passed out suddenly twitched, and then his mouth opened with a "wow" sound and he took a deep breath.

"Grandpa!" The girl was extremely excited.

"Have your people arrived within an hour?"

"I've sent them a location and I'll be there in half an hour."

"It's enough. It's okay to send blood transfusions to the hospital within an hour. If it's too late, go to the funeral home for cremation."

Lin Yang picked up the duffel bag on the ground and turned around and left.

"Brother, what's your name?" the girl shouted anxiously.

But Lin Yang has disappeared into the night.

The girl stared blankly at the direction where Lin Yang left, feeling a little dazed.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eyes, she seemed to have seen something. She lowered her head slightly, but saw a high-speed train ticket falling next to the tombstone.

She hurried over and picked up the ticket.
Chapter completed!