The old ghost quickly reached for Yin Ziyu's arm, and his face was very rich: "boy, I need your help. As long as you can make the girl "fish to heaven" worship me as a teacher, I will send you a great fortune. Maybe I don't know who I am. I'll tell you, old man... "
Speaking of this, the old ghost suddenly shook his head and knocked his head hard. His face became unnatural, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Yin Ziyu's face suddenly changed. He grabbed the old ghost's wrist with his backhand. After checking it a little, he stood up and said urgently, "hurry up, call an ambulance. The old ghost is ill."
Song Yi quickly dials the ambulance. Yin Ziyu presses his palm on the old ghost's head, and his internal power surges out, trying to help him maintain his state.
Several old men who had been waiting by jumped up immediately, rushed up to tear at Yin Ziyu, and scolded angrily: "well, you stinky boy, let go, you will be dishonest."
At this time, Yin Ziyu's Kung Fu was powerful. As soon as several old people touched him, he was bounced up and hurt like an electric shock. At the same time, he cried out in panic.
"Damn, don't you see the old man getting sick? This is the precursor of cerebral infarction. What are you doing Yin Ziyu scolded and treated the old ghost wholeheartedly.
It's really painful and irritating to the old ghost.
Compared with ordinary people, the greatest advantage of Wulin people is to keep fit and prolong their life. Most people don't have diseases like myocardial infarction or cerebral infarction. In addition to eating light, have the internal power to clean up the body garbage every day, want to get sick is not easy.
Unless you neglect the martial arts training because of special things, you don't have the self-discipline of daily internal power to work on Sundays. Become as lazy as ordinary people, and it takes a long time to appear the symptoms of ordinary people.
After Yin Ziyu's internal power poured into the old ghost's body, he realized the surging internal power hidden in him, but those internal power were as motionless as stagnant water. It was obvious that it had not worked for a long time.
This kind of situation, in addition to laziness and slovenness to the extreme, can only be caused by some great trauma, dejected and frustrated to the extreme.
In the two years when Xiaohua just died, Yin Ziyu was in such a state. Not to mention practicing martial arts, even if he was in danger of life and was beaten by gangsters on the street, he felt that it was a kind of painful catharsis, and he didn't bother to mobilize his internal power to fight back and protect himself.
Is there any difference between the old ghost and himself a few years ago, who has suffered some psychological trauma that is hard to heal, and who is sloppy and indifferent to everything?
Moreover, from the point of view of the stagnation of the old ghost's internal power, it seems that the time of depression is much longer than that of him.
There was an ambulance alarm outside. Yin Ziyu sighed, picked up the old ghost and sent him to the ambulance. Looking back at Song Yi, Song Yi nodded: "I'll go back to the company myself, and you'll find me there."
To the Nancheng people's Hospital, the old ghost was rushed to the emergency room, the results also timely detection, it is cerebral infarction.
Thanks to the timely rescue, it didn't cause too much damage. After some emergency rescue, the old ghost fell asleep. Yin Ziyu visited her eyes, which was half asleep and half comatose. A tube was inserted into his nose and a bottle was placed. The doctor said that he was being given medicine to flush the blood vessels.
Wang Tong, who heard the news, also came and stood at the door, looked inside and asked Yin Ziyu, "who is this?"
"I don't know." Yin Ziyu vomited a cigarette, "how's Mu Xianghui?"
"I'm awake, but I need more rest. Do you want to see her? He wanted to thank you in person Wang Tong has hope in her eyes.
Yin Ziyu nodded, took the elevator with Wang Tong to the downstairs, and saw Mu Xianghui with pale face.
"Oh, come back to life. You're really lucky and have a big life. You can survive. Your life is tough enough. " Yin Ziyu sat by the bed with a smile.
Mu Xianghui tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth, showing a little smile. It was still a little difficult to speak, and his eyes were full of thanks: "thank you for saving our whole family."
Yin Zi fish Leng for a while, quickly turn to see Wang Tong. Wang Tong's pretty face flushed. She touched her belly, which means it's very obvious.
Yin Zi fish laughed and thumbs up: "OK, brother, awesome!"
"Yin Ziyu, I thank you for my husband and children. It's you who keep our whole family from breaking up. We don't have anything to give you... "Wang Tong said here, took some documents and stuffed them to him." this is 5% of the shares of jade paradise, which can pay a dividend of 150 million yuan every year. I know you are not short of money. This is our couple's wish. "
Yin Ziyu stood in the same place, his hand didn't reach out, and he vomited out: "we mercenaries have a rule. If we don't charge money, we'll be friends. If we charge money, we'll be business. If you give me money, of course I'll take it, but I'll give you a clear price for everything in the future, and you'll think it over. "Wang Tong hands shiver for a while, quickly took back the document. Mu Xianghui on the bed stretched out his hand hard and grasped Yin Ziyu's arm: "good brother, I'm wrong."
"You are Xiaoyan's brother. She cheated me for hundreds of thousands of years, but now I miss that time. That's it. I'll arrange for the old ghost upstairs. I'll invite all my friends to dinner in hexiangyuelou this evening. Do you need to send one over? "
"Yes, thank you." Mu Xianghui answered seriously, watching Yin Ziyu stand up and go out, looking at Wang Tong with a little fatigue: "I underestimate him. In dealing with the key problems, this is the real man."
Wang Tong nodded, 5% of the shares is actually all her belongings, this is already the couple take everything to repay. With Yin Ziyu's shrewdness, it's one thing not to accept money. It's another thing to take Mu Xianghui as a brother.
This is to tell him plainly, I save you for nothing else, because I see you in the eyes. It's true that Mu Xianghui's heart is a little up and down to be recognized by the legend of mercenaries.
Come upstairs, Yin Ziyu first paid a week's treatment deposit, and left his phone.
The old ghost knows master, at least he's a Wulin elder. He doesn't care about the money because he should have a decent face.
At the door of the ward, Yin Ziyu was stunned. The old ghost, who had just fallen into a deep sleep, is now alive again. The oxygen pipe in his nose has been pulled out, and he is holding a fast food in his mouth. The infusion pipe on the back of his hand is swaying by him. That beautiful appearance which looks like a just "bolt" for a while.
"Boy, I know you're not a heartless person." Seeing Yin Ziyu come in, the old ghost excitedly held his chopsticks to say hello, and his mouth kept spouting out, "let's get out of the hospital after dinner, we still have something important to do!"