Tang Xiaochuan and Professor Zhao walked into the room, and the expert professor behind also walked in.

The old man was lying on a hospital bed, with six people around the hospital bed, including men and women, and they should be the ones who are closest to the old man.

Murong Qingjue is also here.

On the table next to the hospital bed, the Ten Directions Buddha Jade was placed there, and the rich spiritual energy was emitted, making people feel refreshed.

Tang Xiaochuan glanced at the Ten Directions Buddha Jade, and it turned out that Murong Qingjue got the Ten Directions Buddha Jade to save this person.

Although the spiritual energy emitted by the Ten Directions Buddha Jade can nourish the human body, the elderly on the hospital bed are already terminally ill, and the effect of the Ten Directions Buddha Jade is not very good for him.

Tang Xiaochuan glanced at the old man on the hospital bed. The old man's breath of life almost disappeared, his face was pale and bloodless, as if he was a dead person.

If a person truly dies, he will first lose his consciousness. This is a state of false death. Then his body functions fail, gradually lose function, and his vitality disappears. Once the vitality disappears, the person will be truly dead.

The old man had lost consciousness, and Tang Xiaochuan did not find any vitality in the old man's body. I'm afraid the old man is dead.

Didi!!!

The instrument next to it sounded a rapid sound, as if the god of death had declared that he had arrived here.

"Not good... the old man... he... passed away"

"dad……"

"grandfather……"

Judging from the instrument, the old man is dead.

Everyone was heartbreaking, and some made heart-wrenching crying. Murong Hai's body trembled, his hands trembled slightly, his eyes were blood red, and tears burst out from the iron-bending man's eyes.

Murong Qingjue grabbed the old man's hand and lay down beside the old man's bed sobbing.

Tang Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed, he pinched a silver needle in his hand, waved it casually, and the silver needle fell on the old man's forehead.

"What are you doing? The old man is dead. Do you want the old man to die and be uneasy?"

"Who are they? Drive it out!"

"Stop, if you dare to touch the old man's body again, I will kill you."

"Shut up, he hasn't really died yet. If you continue to cry like this, he will be really to death by you." Tang Xiaochuan shouted coldly.

"You... are you saying true?" Murong Hai asked by grabbing Tang Xiaochuan's hand.

Tang Xiaochuan glanced at Murong Hai's hand.

Murong Hai immediately let go of Tang Xiaochuan's hand: "I'm so excited...you... are you saying true?"

"I won't joke about this matter, let everyone in the room go out!" Tang Xiaochuan ordered.

"Okay!" Murong Hai nodded immediately.

"Wait a minute, who said just now that I killed the old man?" Tang Xiaochuan asked.

Professor Yang's steps stopped and his face looked very ugly.

Everyone's eyes were on him.

"Yes, I said it." Professor Yang said with a tough bullet.

"If I tell you now, I can let him live, do you believe it?" Tang Xiaochuan said.

"Hmph! Boy, I know you have some skills, but I don't believe you can make the old man come alive." Regarding face, Professor Yang certainly would not give in.

As soon as Professor Yang's words came out, the people from the Murong family looked at Professor Yang with a bad look.

Although they knew that the old man was unlikely to survive, they felt unhappy when they heard Professor Yang's words, and their faces were very bad, and they were very disgusted with Professor Yang.

"What if I let the old man come alive?"

"I will kneel down and apologize to you and be your teacher." Professor Yang said gritting his teeth.

"I'll wait for you to kneel down for me." Tang Xiaochuan said lightly.

"Hmph!" Professor Yang snorted coldly, turned around and walked out, and the others also walked out, leaving only Murong Qingjue and Murong Hai in the room.

"You guys are going out too." Tang Xiaochuan said.

"Okay! Everything is out of Mr. Tang. If Mr. Tang can save my father's life, Mr. Tang will be the great benefactor of my Murong family." Murong Hai bowed deeply to Tang Xiaochuan.

"As long as you can save my grandfather, I will marry you." Murong Qingjue glanced at Tang Xiaochuan and left here.

Tang Xiaochuan was speechless, was he saving someone and giving his wife?

Can you please don't?

Of course, Tang Xiaochuan did not take what Murong Qingjue said seriously. Tang Xiaochuan had no interest in Murong Qingjue's ten thousand-year iceberg.

The reason why he took action to save people was that the old man had made countless contributions to the people throughout his life, and Tang Xiaochuan admired him, and the other was that he was for Professor Zhao's sake.

If Tang Xiaochuan didn't want to save people, even if ten Murong Qingjue and ten Murong Hai knelt down and begged him, Tang Xiaochuan would not be moved.

"I can only use the first three needles, but it's enough." Tang Xiaochuan said in his heart.

Tang Xiaochuan took out the silver needle, used the Qi-emission needle, put his hands together, and pinched the technique.

The silver needle flew above the old man's body by itself and fell into the designated xue position on the old man's body.

These silver needles were like miniature flying swords, flying regularly in the air. A silver needle came out of the old man's body and another silver needle penetrated into it.

"The second move of the Nine Needles for Returning Life!" Tang Xiaochuan shouted softly.

Whoosh!

A stream of green energy flashed across the body, falling on the old man's limbs, and four green energy surged from the old man's limbs into the old man's body.

Four rays of green qi entered the old man's body. The old man's face was a little rosy, and his breathing became weak, and his vitality gradually recovered.

"The third move of the Nine Needles of Returning Life."

Tang Xiaochuan held his left palm under his right elbow, his index finger and middle finger combined into a sword finger, and a little bit in the void.

Whoosh!

The silver needles on the old man's limbs flew over the old man's lower abdomen and called them in a row.

"broken!"

Tang Xiaochuan shouted again, and the silver needle above the old man's lower abdomen turned into pieces and turned into ashes. After the silver needle broke into ashes, a purple air appeared and entered the old man's body from the old man's dantian.

The first three rebirths of the Nine Needles of Life have been used up, and the data of the medical instruments next to it has returned to normal. The old man breathed, his vitality has become stronger, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He felt that he had a dream, and he remembered nothing about what happened in the dream.

The old man was extremely thirsty. He saw a strange young man standing in front of the bed and saying, "Young man, can you pour me a glass of water? I'm very thirsty."

"Okay!" Tang Xiaochuan nodded and arrived at a glass of warm water.

After the old man took it, he finished drinking all the Gulugulu, but he still couldn't quench his thirst. He drank several more cups in a row, and then he felt less thirsty.

"Your body has just recovered and needs to be in sedative for a while. Moreover, your internal organs in your body are severely incomplete. I will prepare some pills and remember to take them on time." Tang Xiaochuan said lightly.

"You saved me?" The old man remembered everything. He thought he would die, but he didn't expect to come back alive.

"That's right!" Tang Xiaochuan said.

"My husband Murong Xiao, thank you for saving your life. From now on, I will be the great benefactor of my Murong family. All the people from the Murong family will salute you when they see you." Murong Xiao said gratefully.

Tang Xiaochuan waved his hand and signaled that the old man didn't have to do this: "You rest first, I'll call your son over."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!