Chapter 1171

"Dafei, do you feel that your wings are hard now? You don't take Lao Tze seriously." Brother Hong sneered and stood up. "Although you are younger than me, today's status of Lao Tzu is all cut by people. Let's try it alone."

Yehaoxuan suddenly stood up and threw a punch at brother Hong. There was no sign of his fist. Brother Hong had no defense at all. He let out a dull hum and was hit fiveorsix meters by yehaoxuan.

He smashed a pile of desks, chairs and benches, and smashed a coffee table. Brother Hong lay on the ground humming and could not get up.

"You... Who are you and what do you want to do?" Brother Hong lay on the ground like a dead dog for a long time, and then he calmed down. A hero doesn't want to lose money at present. Ye haoxuan's fist has given brother Hong a new understanding of his comprehensive combat effectiveness. He asked in surprise on the ground.

"Sure enough, it doesn't make sense to reason with you people. Big fists make sense." Yehaoxuan grinned.

"Dafei, what do you want to do? Rebel? Are you crazy? We don't allow traitors in Taishan." Brother Hong shouted, "let me go now. I think nothing has happened."

"Brother Hong, I have to. I'm not betraying you. I dare not. Brother Ye just wants you to do me a little favor." Dafei said with a wry smile.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Brother Hong calmed down. He was relieved. At least yehaoxuan didn't come to seek revenge, and he didn't look like a gangster. Is he really looking for help?

"I want to meet Mr. Yang, the boss of Taishan." Yehaoxuan smiled.

Brother Hong looked sluggish. Without thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "it's impossible. I will die without a place to bury."

"If you didn't take me to him, you would be dead now." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"Who the hell are you? What can I do for you?" Brother Hong raised his head and asked. He was still a little confused about the current situation.

"I'm cooperating with Mr. Yang." Yehaoxuan said, "I think Mr. Yang will be happy to see me, too. I just want you to give Mr. Yang a word for me. You tell him that my name is ye."

"Cooperation?" Brother Hong smiled. Mr. Yang is the helmsman of Taishan Group. Now, because the country has dealt a severe blow to their business, they are half black and half white. As the boss of Taishan Group, Mr. Yang can eat both black and white. Besides, he is also a very important person. What kind of thing are you? How dare you say you want to cooperate with Mr. Yang?

"Why, don't you believe it?" Yehaoxuan smiled faintly.

"I don't believe it, because you have no equal status with Lord Yang. I won't give you a message. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you." Brother Hong said.

"You're a tough guy. I'm a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. You wonder why you were so fierce just now. That's because I added ingredients to your wine. Five hours later, you'll be in a state of mania. You won't think about anything except women until you're born out of the sun and die." Yehaoxuan grinned.

He pointed to the flying brother and said, "do you know why your little brother listens to me so much? That's because he has seen my methods."

"Brother Hong, just one word, you can help brother Ye. As a brother, I don't want to see what's wrong with you." Dafei walked forward with a wry smile and said.

"You fart, big fly. Don't think that everyone is as soft as you. Even if I die, I won't do anything to betray the group." Brother Hong cursed loudly.

"No way." Yehaoxuan shook his head. It seemed that he had to give the boy some means.

He took out the silver needle, kicked brother Hong to the ground, and then, without help, sealed several big holes in brother Hong's body with the silver needle.

As the last silver needle in yehaoxuan's hand stabbed into brother Hong's body, brother Hong only felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult. As half a minute passed, he felt that his neck was tightly strangled by a rope. He opened his mouth to breathe, but no air could enter his stomach.

He struggled desperately on the ground and was about to die of lack of oxygen.

Seeing that, ye haoxuan took down the silver needle, and then slightly touched his chest. Brother Hong felt his neck suddenly relaxed. He lay on the ground greedily breathing the fresh air. He looked at ye haoxuan with a little more fear in his eyes.

The young man didn't cheat him. He is really a traditional Chinese medicine, and he really has the means to make his life worse than death.

"Well, it didn't feel very good just now. As long as I started it ten seconds later, you're already suffocating to death. I guarantee that no one outside of you will see anything strange." Yehaoxuan said lightly.

"What do you want?" Brother Hong subconsciously wants to compromise.

"I said, take a message to Mr. Yang, or take me directly to see him." Yehaoxuan said.

"It's impossible. Even if you killed me, I can't take you to meet Lord Yang. I won't bring anything to him. Lord Yang's means are beyond your imagination." Brother Hong shook his head. He simply lay on the ground, like you slaughtered him.

"You have a daughter. She is ten years old, isn't she?" Yehaoxuan suddenly said.

"I warn you, don't give my family any wrong thoughts. People in our way are moral. Although I have done everything evil these years, I have never killed anyone." Hong Ge Meng sat up.

"It's not as bad as your wife and children. I know that." Yehaoxuan nodded and said, "I don't want to be harmful to your daughter. I investigated that your daughter has leukemia. Although she has undergone bone marrow transplantation, the effect is not very good. She is now planning a second transplant. But there is little hope, right?"

"You, how did you know? Why did you investigate me?" Brother Hong was shocked. He looked at yehaoxuan in surprise.

"Because I want to ask you for help. I think we can talk. I'm a doctor. Maybe I can help your daughter cure leukemia." Yehaoxuan said.

"Are you a doctor? Hehe, in case of this disease, unless you are an immortal, you can't cure it except transplanting bone marrow and letting fate take its course. You may have some means, but I don't think your means are better than those of world-class experts." Brother Hong smiled bitterly.

"My last name is ye. If you pay attention to the mainland news, you may know who I am." Yehaoxuan felt extremely painful. He was a medical sage. The media had praised his medical skills. Unexpectedly, few people had heard of him in Hong Kong.

"Your last name is ye? So what?" Asked brother Hong.

"My name is yehaoxuan. Go online and check it yourself." Yehaoxuan reluctantly throws out a tablet computer.

Brother Hong was puzzled. He opened Du Niang, entered ye haoxuan's name, and opened a few pages of news. His expression was shocked.

What I saw was a line of striking characters: "the intervention of traditional Chinese medicine in the treatment of leukemia and cancer has aroused widespread concern in the society."

"The World Medical Association organized experts to go to the capital to study traditional Chinese medicine."

"Yehaoxuan, the youngest medical saint in history."

The news should be answered one by one. Although there are not many online photos of Ye haoxuan, and most of them are not very good, brother Hong, after comparison, the legendary medical sage is the young man in front of him.

"You... Can you cure leukemia?" Brother Hong asked incredulously.

"Xinhua news agency, what do you say? I cured the little princess of Sweden, and her leukemia is much more serious than your daughter's. give me half a month, and I promise I won't let her suffer any pain, and I will cure her completely." Yehaoxuan said.

"Is that true? Can you really cure my daughter's leukemia?" Brother Hong grabbed yehaoxuan's hands and asked nervously.

"I'm a doctor. Doctors don't lie." Yehaoxuan said, "I promise with my personality that I will cure your daughter's leukemia. Maybe you can take me to see your daughter first, and I will treat her for five days. If it doesn't work, it's not too late for you to refuse me."

Brother Hong is sitting on the sofa, thinking about a battle between heaven and man.

Although he is a gangster, he has the role of father and husband. He loves his wife and loves his daughter. But last year, a sudden illness made his naive and lovely daughter ill.

Although he sought medical treatment everywhere and found matching bone marrow by abnormal means, this is not a panacea. His daughter is still recovering, but her leukemia has occurred again. Every time he sees his daughter who has almost lost all her hair, he is in great pain.

Yehaoxuan's arrival undoubtedly gave him a glimmer of hope, but he was still skeptical about yehaoxuan's medical skills.

"Are you doubting my ability?" Yehaoxuan said.

"Yes, I doubt your ability. I don't believe you can cure my daughter's leukemia with traditional Chinese medicine, and I dare not let you try." Brother Hong answered truthfully.

"Maybe I can find a guarantor to guarantee for me. What do you think?" Yehaoxuan said.

"Who?" Brother Hong asked in surprise.

"Hong Kong's richest man, zhonghuacan." Yehaoxuan answered lightly.

"Do you know Zhong Huacan?" Brother Hong was stunned that he was not free. As a Hong Kong man, he could not have known who was the richest man in Hong Kong.

"Yes, I know him, and I cured Zhong Huacan's son." Yehaoxuan replied.

Brother Hong's heart surged with waves. He knew that zhonghuacan had promised a lot of money to see a doctor for his son last year. His son may have some congenital problems. But I have been to many places, and there is no good way.

And as zhonghuacan, almost any kind of doctor can be hired, but they still pay a lot of money to see how serious his son's illness is.