Chapter 632 Old Yan is seriously injured

Yan Feng quietly looked at the clothes of the plastic box, gently kneaded the light blue dress with his fingers, recalled Chen Shiyao's shy smile and gentle words in his mind, and there was a strange germination in his heart.

"Shiyao is also what I think..."

At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of Milo's words that day. Influenced by his father, his feelings for Han Yueru remained unchanged. But emotions are wonderful and often uncontrollable. No matter how deliberately he doesn't think about it, Chen Shiyao still sneaks into his inner world and leaves an indelible mark in it.

To figure out what he was thinking, he could no longer let go of Chen Shiyao, but he didn't know how to explain it to Han Yueru and Yan Bing. Putting Chen Shiyao's clothes into the wardrobe, he walked out of the room heavily. As soon as he went downstairs, he heard Chen Jie's voice in the hall: "Don't stop me. I'm going to ask A Feng to make it clear!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, the young master is still resting now. Please wait a moment." Several waiters blocked Chen Jie at the top of the stairs, but they knew the relationship between Chen Jie and Yan Feng, so they spoke politely.

"You all go down." Yanfeng said faintly.

Chen Jie stopped struggling, looked at Yan Feng with a complicated expression, held his emotions and said, "A Feng, can I talk to you alone?"

As soon as the two left the hall, Han Yueru came in and asked a maid, "Has Feng got up?"

The maid replied, "Mr. Chen came to the young master just now. They should talk in the back garden."

Yan Feng led Chen Jie to the pavilion in the back garden, noticed the questioning meaning of the latter's eyes, and apologized, "The demon didn't lie, I'm sorry..."

Chen Jie gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not here to hear you apologize. Give me a word. Are you willing to accept Yaoyao?"

"I can't do it." Yan Feng was helpless. Even if he wants to deal with this matter according to the rules of the ancient martial arts world, it does not mean that Han Yueru and Chen Shiyao can accept it. This is an insoluble contradiction.

"Bastard!"

Chen Jie grabbed Yanfeng's collar, punched him hard, and then threw him to the side of the pavilion pillar. He was silent for a long time, and then asked, "Do you really don't know what you have done to Yaoyao?"

"Is this important?" Yan Feng's face was expressionless.

Yes, that's it. What's the point of asking these again? This kind of thing can't be distinguished from right or wrong. Chen Jie believes that Yan Feng did not do it on purpose, but he can't help asking, "Is Luo Shen really that important to you?"

"None can replace her."

Hearing Yan Feng's answer, Chen Jie really had the impulse to beat him up and said angrily, "What about Yaoyao? She paid so much for you, and even hid to fulfill you and Luo Shen. Do you have the heart to treat her like this?

"Shi Yao is a good girl, but I can't give her complete happiness." Yan Feng is right.

Chen Jie couldn't get angry even if he wanted to. Finally, Yaoyao is my own sister. I don't want her to be hurt, but as your friend, I understand what you think. Now that Yaoyao has made a choice, I will respect her decision. After saying that, he walked into the back garden without looking back and walked directly to the gate of the courtyard.

Yan Feng was full of melancholy. He turned around and saw Han Yueru standing at the entrance of the pavilion corridor in a daze. Looking at her situation, he obviously had heard their conversation just now.

"Yueru..." Yan Feng opened his mouth, but he was a little speechless.

Han Yueru slowly came over, stretched out her jade hand and hugged him tightly. Her delicate face was buried in his chest and choked, "Why... I'm not by your side?"

Yan Feng's body trembled. He could feel the infatuation in this gentle sentence. Inexplicably, the scene of holding Han Yueru and Chen Shiyao left and right appeared in his heart. This idea just flashed by, and then it was strongly suppressed.

After being silent for a long time, Han Yueru suddenly said, "Feng, can you get Shiyao back? Take her to the ancient martial arts world, so that you will no longer have a mental burden.

Yan Feng put his hands around her delicate body, smelled the faint fragrance of her hair in his nose, and his mind rippled, and he answered softly, "Okay."

Han Yueru didn't expect that he would answer so simply. She looked up at him and said annoidly, "Feng, you have become bad."

"I love you, and I will never change forever." Yan Feng said and kissed the soft pink lips.

Han Yueru enjoyed his gentle taste and said greasyly, "Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you must not leave me."

The intimate love only lasted for a moment, and suddenly a nervous and hurried voice came from the two of them: "Yanfeng, save Grandpa!"

Yan Feng was shocked, put Han Yueru out of his arms and asked, "What's wrong with your grandfather?"

"Grandpa... is seriously injured... save him quickly!"

"Yueru, contact Dr. Guan immediately!"

There was a bad feeling in Yan Feng's heart. Old Yan must have encountered some accident. Otherwise, Yan Bing could not have been so anxious. He rushed back to the mansion and asked, "How's your grandfather?"

"Grandpa has many knife wounds on his body. I was dizzy when I saw him. I was afraid that people would see him, so I took him to the room..."

"Old Yan's cultivation is close to the realm of a master. How can he be injured with a knife? Is it the siege of ancient martial arts masters? Yan Feng's mind turned quickly and immediately thought of the people of Wutang and Zhou Wu family.

Yan Feng ran into the room with Yan Bing. Seeing that the old man Yan was lying pale and his breath was weak, he quickly reached out to the latter's pulse. Then he inspected his injury and was immediately shocked: "Why is the internal injury so serious? His organs were damaged, and there were palm wounds on his chest and back. More than one person injured him. If it hadn't been for his deep internal strength, I'm afraid he would have been killed long ago!"

Yan Bing also knows that the old man Yan's internal injury is extremely serious, but her internal power heart method belongs to the reverse vein system, biased towards yin and cold, and can't heal the old man Yan's injury, so she can only barely deal with the trauma. At this time, Yanfeng looked solemn and asked uneasily, "Yanfeng... How's my grandfather?"

"Calm down and do as I tell you!"

Yan Feng helped the old man Yan up, tried to warm his body with internal force and guide the blood to return to normal. However, he still underestimated the injury of old man Yan. After the internal force penetrated, he found that several meridians were blocked, and the ordinary healing method had little effect. Even if he insisted on healing the old man Yan every day, the best result was to become a useless person with weak limbs. Although modern treatment technology is advanced, it does not involve the pulse. It can only treat trauma and viscera trauma, and can't expect to restore the damaged meridians at all.

"What should I do?"

Even if he is extremely smart, he is also a little at a loss at this time. If his body is so seriously injured, he can also rely on the magical curative effect of blood crystals to repair himself. Thinking of the blood crystal, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Milo said that the blood poison in my body has been removed and I have a strong ability to regenerate. Maybe it can be saved!"

The dead horse was a living horse doctor. He did not hesitate to take out a double-needle scalp tube from the medicine box, and then inserted two needles into the arteries of his and old Yan's arms respectively. Seeing him like this, Yan Bing was surprised and said, "What are you doing?"

"I have type O blood, and there will be no problem. Help your grandpa!"

After saying that, Yan Feng held his breath. His pulse was much stronger than that of the old man Yan, who had lost too much blood. Coupled with internal pressure, the blood of the arm artery quickly flowed into the old man's body along the skin tube. After only half a minute, he began to feel a little dizzy. When he felt that the speed of blood gushing out decreased significantly, he knew that he had reached the limit. He pulled out the needle, wrapped the artery wound with internal force, endured the effect of dizziness to treat the needle wound for the old man Yan to prevent the blood from flowing back, and then urged the internal force to heal the old man Yan again.

Yan Bing saw that his face was as pale as paper, and the tension in his heart increased a little. At the same time, she was greatly gratified and felt that she had not entrusted the wrong person all her life. The old man Yan was supplemented by blood, and the symptoms of blood loss in the body were quickly improved. Moreover, under the effect of the magical effect of blood crystals, the damaged meridians in the body began to repair slowly. However, because it was a diluted blood crystal component, the repair effect was far less obvious than that of Yanfeng itself.