But one thing Yehong didn't act was his sad look.

After all, his grandmother died early, and his grandfather and his parents were estranged.

As a result, Yehong, unlike other children, seldom feels the care of the older generation.

Therefore, Ye Hong still missed the grandparents who had never met.

"I'm sorry..."

people seem to think that they have touched Ye Hong's sad matter, so they quickly apologize.

Night Hong didn't care to put his hand, but took out a thing from his arms.

This is what he specially prepared before he came to Jiang's house.

I saw that it was a simple and exquisite rectangular sandalwood box.

Seeing this sandalwood box, Jiang guchan narrowed his eyes and said, "is this your grandfather's legacy?"

Night Hong face is not red, heart does not jump to nod, and then opened the wooden box in the eyes of people's curiosity.

There are twelve gold needles in the wooden box.

This wooden box is the one you Jingzhong left before.

That day, after he was exposed by night Hong as a liar, he was in a state of panic and just ran away. However, he left the man eating in Li Muya's house.

Night Hong is not polite to him. He takes the wooden box as a trophy and brings it back.

Now it's just right to use it as an excuse to master ancient Chinese medicine.

"Twelve golden needles..."

Jiang guchan suddenly took a cold breath: "you really mastered the magic skill of twelve fold golden needles!

No wonder you have such a terrible talent for ancient Chinese medicine. No wonder you dare to learn ancient Qi therapy from me with such confidence

His eyes suddenly filled with deep shock: "boy, you may be the only one in the whole ancient medical world who has mastered these two ancient medical skills at the same time!"

Although there had been speculation before, but when he saw the dazzling twelve gold needles in person, it was inevitable that Jiang guchan felt a tremor in his heart.

His hands trembled, and he approached the twelve gold needles as religiously as an obeisance.

Yehong didn't stop him, but Jiang guchen stopped in front of the golden needle.

He sighed in silence: "this thing has a spirit. It's not something that ordinary people like me can blaspheme and play with."

Jiang Zheng's admiration in his eyes was even more intense: "in this way, ye laodi is also a descendant of the ancient medical family. If you make waiweng still alive, his achievements will not be inferior to ours."

Night Hong only when it is the other side of the modest, and not on the heart.

But Jiang guchan agreed and nodded: "Xiao Ye, don't think ZHENG'ER is perfunctory to you.

We should know that the magic of the golden needle twelve fold is not weaker than the ancient Qi therapy of our Jiang family, and even better in some aspects.

The development of our Jiang family up to now is just the light of ancient Qi therapy.

If you carry forward the golden needle twelve fold, it will be an aristocratic clan that stretches for thousands of years

Looking at Yehong's young face, Jiang guchan suddenly fell into a trance.

When I was his age, I just learned basic medical theory, right?

In the dark, Jiang guchan seems to have seen a rising star in the field of ancient medicine!

Yehong's future achievements will shock the whole ancient medical world!

In addition to his terrible ancient martial arts, which made the whole Ji family tremble, and his extremely strong business mind, this son will never be a common loach in the future, but the cloud Canglong!

Thinking of this place, Jiang guchen secretly congratulated himself that he had met Yehong in advance.