Chapter 337
Jiang Yan’s eyes closed and he just collapsed.
“Brother Burn!” On the side, the little brother was so frightened that he dropped the book in his hand and immediately went forward, holding Jiang Yan up in time, “Brother Yan, are you alright?”
Jiang Yan’s eyes were tightly closed, large drops of sweat sprouted from his forehead, and his face was white and red for a while.
At the same time, his body temperature was also changing.
At one moment it was extremely cold, at another extremely hot.
The youngest brother, who was holding him, could feel the heat in his hands, so he was even more at a loss.
Xiu Yu immediately stepped forward and put his finger on Jiang Yan’s pulse to test it, and his expression instantly changed: “Not good, his internal energy is in turmoil.”
The ancient martial world, was closed to the outside world.
How to cultivate ancient martial arts, the ancient martial arts community would not announce it to the public either.
But what was certain was that not everyone was able to cultivate ancient martial arts, it depended on talent.
If you are not gifted, you will only die if you force yourself to cultivate ancient martial arts.
Therefore, generally speaking, ancient martial artists will only intermarry with ancient martial artists.
This way, the higher the likelihood of the offspring being born with a gifted ancient martial artist.
However, Jiang Yan was an exception.
His father was an extremely powerful ancient martial artist, but Jiang Ping was an ordinary person.
Jiang Yan was highly gifted in ancient martial arts, but his physique was no match for someone whose parents were both ancient martial artists.
So every now and then, the internal energy in Jiang Yan’s body would riot.
This riot affected his personality and caused him to have a violent temper.
This was why he had to take medicine all the time to suppress his internal energy.
Xiu Yu did not have the talent to practise ancient martial arts, she was not an ancient martial artist, she had just always known that Jiang Yan’s body had such a problem.
She followed the transfer to Qingzhi’s cla*s 19, apart from the Xiu family’s sake, she also watched Jiang Yan by the way.
But this time the level of internal energy riot in Jiang Yan’s body was beyond Xiu Yu’s imagination.
She quickly stuffed the medicine Jiang Yan had been taking into his mouth, but it had little effect.
It was medicine that was poisonous in three ways.
If you took too much medicine, your body would develop antibodies.
That’s why the Dream Family sent Jiang Yan medicine, and every once in a while a new one had to come out.
Jiang Yan had almost recovered during this period of time, so why did this suddenly happen again?
Ying Ziji also walked over and quickly pressed an acupoint on Jiang Yan’s shoulder.
Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and she said indifferently, “It’s a riot, if you don’t treat it in time, all the blood vessels will burst, go to the infirmary first, not here.”
Xiu Yu froze, “Ying Dad?”
She hadn’t spoken to Ying Zidian about the ancient martial world.
It was because the rules of the Ancient Martial World were too different from other places, relying on fists and strength to speak.
In this way, the ancient martial world was also chaotic, and it was common to kill and cross people.
It is not a good thing to get involved in it.
Once the secrets of Ancient Martial Arts were leaked, some vicious Ancient Martial Artists were the ones who would stop at nothing to kill outsiders who knew the secrets of Ancient Martial Arts.
“Go first. ” Ying Ziji pressed a few other acupuncture points on Jiang Yan’s body, “It’s alright, don’t worry, I can save it.”
Jiang Yan was in a bad way at the moment and Xiu Yu could only push all the confusion back into her stomach.
She had always trusted Ying Zigui, so she and her little brother carried Jiang Yan to the infirmary.
It was lunch break and there was only one nurse on duty in the infirmary.
They used an excuse to get the nurse to leave and then put Jiang Yan on the bed.
“You go out and keep watch.” Xiu Yu said, “Don’t ever let anyone in.”
Little Brother nodded with red eyes, went out and stood guard at the door.
Only then did Ying Ziji take out the golden needle she carried with her.
She put on the disposable gloves, disinfected the needles and began to stick them into Jiang Yan’s acupuncture points one by one.
Ying Zidian’s eyes were slightly fixed.
In fact, there were some things that were not clear to the ancient martial artists nowadays.
A long time ago, there was no such thing as an ancient martial artist in China, nor was there any internal energy.
It was when she first came to Earth, she changed her cultivation method in the Spirit Cultivation World, wrote out the first ancient book and gave it to the disciple she had taken in.
The disciple she took in, in turn, transmitted it to someone else, and then she left it alone.
She did so because she was too bored at the time and wanted to try to see if she could make people on Earth do the same.
In the end she succeeded.
But because the cultivation method was not perfect, when ancient martial artists first appeared, it was very common for their internal energy to run riot.
Only later, as the cultivation methods were perfected, such cases became less and less common.
As a result, the number of ancient doctors who could treat this aspect was also decreasing, after all, they could not be used.
Ying Zidian didn’t know if there were any left now.
Taking medicine is not a permanent solution, it can only be suppressed temporarily and cannot be eradicated.
It cannot be eradicated. It has to be tackled at the root.
Ying Zidian went down one needle after another with a steady hand.
As Xiu Yu watched, he felt that a new world had opened up.
Their father, Ying, was an ancient doctor!
At that moment, a mobile phone rang suddenly, the source of the sound was Jiang Yan’s pocket.
“It’s alright.” Ying Ziji could see Xiu Yu’s hesitation as she unhurriedly stabbed another needle in Jiang Yan’s head, “You answer it, it won’t affect me.”
Only then did Xiu Yu step forward, take the phone out of Jiang Yan’s pocket and pick it up.
Over there, it was a man’s voice: “Little Burn.”
Xiu Yu knew it was Jiang Yan’s father: “Uncle Ling, this is Xiu Yu.”
“Little Yu?” Ling Chonglou was slightly stunned, but he quickly got to the point, “Has Little Burn’s internal energy gone berserk again? Have you taken your medicine? How is the situation? I’ll come over immediately.”
“Jiang Yan he-” Xiu Yu glanced at Jiang Yan lying on the bed and saw that his breathing had returned to normal before saying, “He’s fine, he’s asleep, I’ll have him call you uncle when he wakes up later. ”
**
Meanwhile, the Ancient Martial World.
Ling Family.
Ling Chonglou was completely relieved after seeing that the electric waves on the instrument were restored to their original fluctuations.
He and Jiang Painting screened Jiang Yan’s watch with a chip installed, in order to monitor Jiang Yan’s body.
Just now, the electric waves on the device were beating frantically, emitting a warning sound of “drip drip drip”.
This was proof that the internal energy in Jiang Yan’s body was in the worst kind of turmoil.
Ling Chonglou was desperate.
But strangely enough, not long afterwards, the waves gradually smoothed out again until they were normal.
This was simply unbelievable.
“The brat couldn’t have been saved by some high level person, could he.” Ling Chonglou muttered, “Who could stand his stinky temper.”
Jiang Yan’s internal energy riot was long term.
At that time, he had sent Jiang Yan to the ancient medical community, and the ancient doctors there also said there was nothing they could do
Ling Chonglou was deep in thought when his phone rang.
He had given Jiang Yan permission, so Jiang Yan was able to contact him now.
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Yan’s energy was still strong: “Nothing happened to me, I just took a trip to the ghost gate, nothing really happened, don’t care about me.”
Ling Chonglou’s voice sank and he laughed coldly, “Who are you old man?”
There was instant silence on the other end of the line.
But Ling Chonglou was an ancient martial artist with good ears, and could still hear the conversation on the other end.
In the infirmary, Jiang Gas, who was still lying in bed, went mad: “Why didn’t you tell me this was my father’s phone?”
Xiu Yu shrugged: “You didn’t read it yourself, so you blame me?”
Jiang Yan was even more furious: “Get lost!”
He had just woken up to a phone call being shoved in his face, still confused and only subconsciously defending his dignity as a school bully.
Who knew it was his dad?
“Dad, you’re my old man, I was wrong I was wrong.” Jiang Yan quickly begged for forgiveness, “I’ll put in a good word for you to my mother, dad, you mustn’t be bothered with me.”
“No need, your emotional quotient is too low, you still know how to coax a girl?” Ling Chonglou spoke unhurriedly, “Besides, your old son and I are going to personally make a trip to Shanghai City in the next few days to clean you up.”
“……”
Jiang Yan was hung up again.
He was so angry that he punched the bed.
Xiu Yu gloated as he handed him hot water.
“Ying Dad.” Jiang Yan thought of his saving grace, “Dad, you’re my real dad, when my old man comes, you hold me back, I’ll be a cow or a horse.”
“No.” Ying Ziji yawned and raised his eyebrows, “Your emotional quotient is too low, it will infect me.”
“……”
**
Su Lianghui was in a hurry these days.
After Jiang Mo Yuan was arrested, Ye Su He took his 30 million and his whereabouts were unknown.
He was so angry that he called the police, but the police said the transaction was legal and there was no problem.
Su Lianghui knew that he had lost completely.
If the $30 million was still there, he would at least be able to start a company and rise again.
But there was no way out now.
But Su Lianghui still didn’t give up his search for Ye Suhe, and had turned Shanghai City upside down.
Little did he know that Ye Suhe was not in Shanghai, but in a small neighbouring city.
Ye Suhe knew that there were many people looking for her and she had rented a very modest rental house.
On the television, the news is still reporting on the Jiang family.
The son she had so carefully nurtured was treated like a prisoner.
Ye Suhe’s complexion gradually sank.
She picked up her mobile phone and dialled the number, she smiled faintly, “Jiang Painting Ping, do you want to know, how your father died?”
Chapter 338
When she received this call from Ye Suhe, Jiang Ping was in Jiang Yan’s single flat.
Her expression did not change and she even smiled slightly, “What, you want to tell me?”
Ye Suhe was a little surprised by Jiang Ping’s calmness, but she was patient and her voice sank, “Don’t you really want to know why I could marry him with someone else’s child? Forcing your mother to die? Hold Jiang’s group in my hands?”
“If you want to know, come to me alone and I’ll tell you, otherwise, even if I die, you’ll never know in your life.”
“I’ve sent the address to your phone, I’ll only wait for you for three days.”
“Dudududu–”
As soon as Ye Suhe finished her words, a cold, busy tone came from the phone.
It was hung up.
Ye Su He, however, remained unhurried and even poured a cup of tea.
She was quite sure that Jiang Ping would definitely come.
This was the only chance she had to turn the tables.
After Ye Suhe finished her tea, she picked up her mobile phone, typed in another number she hadn’t contacted in a long time and dialed it.
**
Saturday.
Ying Ziji met with Ji Feng and Ji Qinglin’s father and son at a very quiet hot pot restaurant.
This hot pot restaurant is an old-fashioned hot pot in the imperial capital, not too spicy, but also nourishing and nourishing.
It’s not spicy, and it’s nourishing and nourishing. Drinking mushroom soup in winter will also make your body feel better.
Ying Ziji took out her phone and checked the box number Ji Qinglin had sent her, and glanced at the man whose appearance was too eye-catching: “Sir, do you count this as a meal?”
“I can skip it.” Fu Yun raised a deep eyebrow, “Just do wait outside.”
After a pause, he curled his lips, “Yao Yao, Uncle Wen has asked me to take care of your safety, you can’t be a girl meeting two men alone, you have to listen to your father.”
Ying Ziyang had little expression: “……”
Others only had one dad, while she had two.
This was sometimes painful and doubly so.
Especially since Wen Fengmian had been watching the news recently and had seen a few cases of single women going missing on trips and had been worried about her safety.
The two of them put on their masks before entering and the waiter led them to the private room.
Ji Feng and Ji Qinglin were already waiting.
Ji Feng was sitting upright, as serious as a primary school student.
“Divine Doctor, how do you do?” Seeing the girl enter, Ji Feng immediately stood up, he naturally noticed Fu Yunshen and was surprised, “Who is this?”
“My surname is Fu.” Fu Yunshen’s eyebrows were diffident and lazy, “Accompanying family.”
Ji Feng nodded and didn’t ask more questions.
He took off his mask and sat down after Ying Ziji.
Ji Qinglin looked at the man and thought he looked familiar, suddenly slapping his head, “Mr. Fu, I know you, you’re the president of the venus group Asia Pacific.”
Unlike Ji Feng, he usually reads financial magazines, and the heat of venus group is still high during this period of time, the magazine has published several interviews in a row.
A miracle doctor was a miracle doctor, even his family members were godly figures.
“venus Group?” Hearing this name, Ji Feng’s spirit lifted, “I know, over at your company headquarters, there is a p4 lab.”
The p4 lab, which was the highest level of biosafety lab, was invested and built by various countries.
Except for the one owned by the venus group.
There were 60 p4 labs in the world, and the technology of this lab under the venus group could be ranked in the top three.
Ji Feng himself was a biochemistry student, so he was naturally interested in the p4 lab.
“Hmm.” Fu Yunshen leaned back in his chair and smiled, “I’ve also heard of it.”
Ji Feng didn’t say any more.
Although he did not understand business, he knew that there were many positions in each company, and the venus group was even more established in all major fields.
Fu Yunshen, the president of the Asia Pacific region, manages the business side of the business and has nothing to do with technology.
Ji Feng thought that Fu Yunshen might not have come into contact with the p4 lab.
But that didn’t stop him from admiring the man: “Mr. Fu, like the divine doctor, is a hero.”
After the food came up, Ying spoke, “I want to ask Professor Ji about that experiment you did twenty-three years ago.”
Hearing this, Ji Feng froze for a moment and frowned, “Doctor God, that experiment of ours was confidential, I signed a confidentiality agreement and the time limit of the agreement hasn’t expired yet, so I can only give you a general idea.”
If it were anyone else, Ji Feng would have ignored him, put on a foul face and left.
“I understand.” Ying Zigui nodded slightly, “Tell me everything you can.”
“This experiment has to do with biochemistry, it started in 1992, on an island just outside the imperial capital.” Ji Feng recalled, “I joined the experimental project in 1995, but with my abilities, I could only be on the periphery and had no access to the central experimental area.”
“Back in 1997, there was a serious ionising radiation incident at the experimental centre.”
Ji Feng slowed down before saying in a low voice, “Those people in the central experimental area were so badly radiated that they all left one after another. I was far away and although I was exposed to radiation, it was very little… I didn’t expect that my body would break down after these twenty years.”
Ying Zigui’s eyes paused slightly.
Some chemically radioactive elements can have powerful ionising radiation.
Ionising radiation, then, can cause cancer.
But what chemical elements have ionising radiation that can affect so much?”
“When the core researchers all died, the experimental natural research was put on hold, and I retired to teach at the university.” Ji Feng gave a bitter laugh, “More than twenty years have pa*sed, there is still residual ionizing radiation on that island, so it is sealed off and cannot be logged on.”
Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes lowered slightly as he patted Ying Zidian’s head, “Don’t worry, I’ll check.”
At this moment, a mobile phone rang.
“Doctor God, excuse me.” Ji Feng got up, “I’m going to take a call.”
Ying Zigui nodded, “You’re welcome.”
After Ji Feng walked out of the box, he picked up his phone and took a look at it, and was taken aback.
He remembered this phone number very clearly.
It was the contact information given to him by the Miss Qingjia he had met when he was seeking medical treatment abroad.
She said that she would contact him when she returned to China.
It was just that three months had pa*sed and he had been saved by Ying Zigui, so he had almost forgotten about it.
“Hello, Professor Ji.” The woman’s voice was soft, “I’m Lin Qingjia, I’m back from O Chau now, so I made a special call to ask you how your condition is?”
“Miss Qingjia.” Ji Feng was a little flattered, “I didn’t expect you to still remember me.”
“You are my patient, I will naturally remember.” Lin Qingjia smiled, “I don’t know where you are, Professor Ji? I’m at the airport, I can just buy a ticket and fly there.”
“Miss Qingjia, it’s really too much trouble for you.” Ji Feng said, “Thanks to your kindness too, I was fortunate enough to meet another miracle doctor who treated me and I am now cancer free.”
There was some residual pain, but it was mild and only occasional.
“A divine doctor?” Lin Qingjia was a little surprised, “Professor Ji is lucky, then I will leave you alone.”
**
Di Du Airport.
Lin Qingjia looked at the call page and fell into silence.
Next to her, was Lin’s housekeeper who had come to pick her up, “Miss Qingjia? Are you going somewhere?”
“No need.” Lin Qingjia shook her head, “Go straight back to the Ancient Martial Realm.”
Lin butler saw that she had changed her mind after taking a phone call, but he was only a subordinate, so he had the good sense not to ask.
He opened the car door for Lin Qingjia.
The Ancient Martial World was far away from the airport, and it was not a suitable place to use internal energy, so it was most convenient to take a car.
Lin Qingjia sat in, looked out of the window and suddenly asked, “Can advanced cancer be cured?”
“Late stage cancer?” Butler Lin was stunned for a moment and apologized, “Miss Qingjia, you should know this better than I do.”
To the outside world, late-stage cancer was a dead end.
But in the ancient medical world, it might be possible to save a life.
Lin Qingjia had a high level of ancient martial arts talent, and she could also do ancient medicine.
So even if she was not born to Lin Jin Yun, the head of the Lin family, but was only a stepdaughter, her status was still higher than those of the Lin family’s direct members.
Having strength, that was the absolute trump card.
“I’m not sure.” Lin Qingjia gently pursed her lips, “At least I can’t, and Master probably can’t either.”
She had examined Ji Feng’s body, and there were so many cancer cells that she couldn’t suppress them even with golden needles.
If Ji Feng had sought her out a month in advance, she would have had a solution.
Outside the ancient medical community, could there be a more powerful divine doctor than her master?
Lin Qingjia pondered for a moment, “Help me check Ji Feng’s recent traces and see which hospitals he has visited.”
“Ji Feng?” Butler Lin wrote down the name, “Yes, Miss Qingjia.”
**
Evening.
Jiang Yan returned to his single flat.
He had come back quietly.
After all, after Jiang Ping had arrived, he had to live at school, squeeze into a bed with his little brother, and put up with his little brother’s snoring at night.
But to Jiang Yan’s surprise, his mother was not there.
He turned around, opened the fridge and found a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes in the fridge.
Jiang Ping was a good cook, but Jiang Ren couldn’t eat it a few times because Ling Chonglou said it was his wife’s cooking and his son couldn’t eat it.
Jiang Yan warmed up the dish and ate it with the rice.
At this time he received a call from Jiang Ping.
Generally speaking, whenever his mother called, she would begin with a sentence like this –
Jiang Yan, I have something to say to you.
Every time, it wasn’t a good thing.
The knot in Jiang Yan’s throat rolled and he nervously pressed the answer button, cautiously, “Hello, Mum?”
No words were spoken over there.