[Chapter 202: The Generations Are Messed Up]
After Wang Xuanji finished speaking, Wang Musheng’s eyes lit up first. He thought of Yang Yiyu’s superb medical skills. When his son Wang Zongren was in a car accident at the Phoenix Hotel, he almost died. It was Yang Yiyu who saved his life. They also met each other at that time. Later, they found out that he was the child of a life-and-death teammate.
In fact, Wang Musheng thought about asking Yang Yiyu to see the old man at the beginning, but the old man had a special status and he dared not and could not let anyone see the doctor casually. It was delayed until the second grandfather appeared some time ago.
Originally, Wang Musheng thought that the old immortal-like second grandfather must have a way to save the old man, but he did not expect that the second grandfather had no way in the end.
Now he looked at Yang Yiyu, which means that the noble man today is Yang Yiyu.
Wang Musheng believed in the second grandfather very much. He had seen Yang Yiyu’s medical skills and knew that Yang Yiyu was an ancient warrior. He believed that if there was anyone who could save his old man, that person must be Yang Yiyu.
The team has a special intelligence collection for ancient warriors. Yang Yiyu was designated as a key target by the intelligence system. Wang Musheng was shocked when he accidentally saw Yang Yiyu’s files a few days ago. The
anti-aging pills that appeared at the Zhao family auction that stirred up Jiuzhou, as well as the Guyuan wine of Gudu Yunqi, were all from Yang Yiyu’s hands. What
shocked Wang Musheng even more was that Yang Yiyu went to the Northwest Bone Flower Killer Organization alone and wiped out the entire Bone Flower Hall.
According to the investigation of intelligence personnel, the old blind man with the eighth level of dark power in the Northwest Hall, plus Ma Xingtian, two masters of the eighth level of dark power in the Northwest Ma family, all disappeared without a trace that day. The result of collecting evidence from all sides was that these two masters were killed by Yang Yiyu.
Even the hall master Chen Baiwan was killed and fled.
All signs show that Yang Yiyu’s strength is unfathomable, or there is a super ancient martial arts force behind Yang Yiyu.
The more Wang Musheng knew about Yang Yiyu, the more he was shocked, but also the more relieved. This was because his old teammate was alive, and his son was not an ordinary person.
At this moment, except for Wang Musheng, almost everyone in the field did not believe that Yang Yiyu was the noble man today. He was just a young boy who looked only a few years older than their Wang Zongren.
Wang Jianjia and her two brothers looked at Yang Yiyu. Although she saw Yang Yiyu in the living room at first, she did not pay attention to him at all because of the old man’s illness.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yiyu would be called a noble man by the old god-like second grandfather at this moment.
Of course, the four Wang sisters and brothers did not rush to speak, because they all knew that the second grandfather would contact Yang Yiyu, and the four of them could not interrupt casually.
As for Yang Yiyu, facing Wang Xuanji’s smiling eyes again, he felt a little unnatural.
Just when Yang Yiyu was about to say hello, Wang Xuanji looked at him and said, “I, Wang Xuanji, have met you, my friend~” and performed a Taoist ceremony to Yang Yiyu while speaking.
This shocked the Wang family siblings. They all knew who the second grandfather was. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was an old immortal.
Wang Xuanji was not only a member of the Wang family, but also a national treasure and the honorary president of the National Taoist Association. In the ancient martial arts world, he was a ninth-level dark energy figure who became famous in the 1980s. He was directly responsible for calculating the country’s destiny with his iron-mouthed divine calculation skills.
In terms of age, he was already over 80 years old. When had he ever been so solemnly saluted to a younger generation?
This surprised the Wang family siblings.
Yang Yiyun himself did not feel anything at that time. At this moment, he thought in his heart: “It turns out that Wang Xuanji is still a monk who believes in Taoism~”
Yang Yiyun still has a good impression of Wang Xuanji. From this old man, Yang Yiyun felt a sense of etherealness, very detached and free and easy. As soon as he opened his mouth, people felt very kind.
He immediately clasped his fists in return and said, “You are too polite, old man. I, Yang Yiyun, am honored to meet the old immortal.”
“Old immortal? Haha~ That’s a nickname given by people in the martial arts world. I can’t use it in front of you. Just don’t call me a charlatan, hahaha~”
Wang Xuanji spoke very humorously and had no airs at all. Although his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were not cloudy at all and were very charming.
Yang Yiyun was also a free and easy person in his cultivation. Hearing Wang Xuanji’s words, he also felt that this old man was very interesting. He grinned and said, “How about calling me old man?” “
Okay, it’s just a title, don’t pay too much attention to it.”
“Okay, then I won’t be polite~”
“That’s great~”
“…”
The four brothers and sisters of the Wang family looked at the second grandfather and Yang Yiyun chatting casually, and they all looked at each other. In today’s world of ancient martial arts, how many people can chat and talk with the second grandfather so casually and talk about their peers?
Yang Yiyun can be regarded as the first person of the younger generation.
Seeing that Yang Yiyu and the second grandfather were chatting uncontrollably, the four brothers and sisters of the Wang family, who were still worried about the comfort of the old man on the sickbed, became anxious.
Wang Jianjia, who was quite loved by the second grandfather, couldn’t help but interrupt them and said, “Second grandfather, can you take a look at my father’s condition first?”
“Ah… yes, yes, you see, I am old and confused. I had a good chat with little friend Yiyu, but I forgot that there was a patient on the bed. But don’t worry, little girl. Little friend Yiyu is a nobleman of my Wang family. He is not an ordinary person. I believe he can take a look.”
Wang Xuanji patted his forehead and said, then turned to Yang Yiyu and said seriously, “Little friend Yiyu, I know you are not an ordinary person. I wonder if you can take a look at my nephew’s condition?” The nephew he was talking about was naturally Wang Musheng’s father, the old man of the Wang family. Wang Xuanji
called Yang Yiyu “little friend Yiyu” all the time, which made several Wang family members present look black.
Especially Wang Musheng and his son.
Wang Musheng thought that Yang Yiyun was the child of his old teammate, and Yang Yiyun had to call him uncle. Now that he was called “little friend” by his second grandfather, wouldn’t the generations be messed up? Could it be that he would be asked to call Yang Yiyun “little grandfather” in the future?
Wang Zongren and his father Wang Musheng thought similarly. He and Yang Yiyu were of the same generation. Now that he was called great grandfather, he seemed to have another great grandfather.
Wang Jianjia and another brother also thought the same. They were all ashamed.
Yang Yiyu didn’t think so much. When he heard Wang Xuanji speak, he hurriedly said, “The old man is in a serious condition. I know a little about medical skills, but I dare not guarantee anything. I can only try my best. My father and Uncle Wang are teammates in life and death. Even if you don’t say it, I won’t ignore it.”
“In this case, I’ll trouble you, my friend.” Wang Xuanji said.
Wang Musheng cast a grateful look at Yang Yiyu. Wang Jianjia looked at
Yang Yiyu with a look of disbelief. Looking at the second grandfather, she finally held back. In her opinion, what kind of ability could a young man who was only a few years older than her nephew have? She couldn’t understand why the second grandfather and the third brother trusted him so much.
Next, Yang Yiyu did not hesitate to walk to the bedside of Mr. Wang and reached out to check the old man’s body.
When the true qi entered the old man’s body, Yang Yiyu found two problems.
First, Mr. Wang’s vitality was almost exhausted, which is a normal phenomenon of aging of various parts of vitality after aging.
Second, there is a piece of iron as small as a fingernail on one side of the back of the old man’s head. This is the culprit that affects his life. Just this little piece of iron affects all the physical skills of Mr. Wang.
The more troublesome thing is that this small piece of iron grows in the back of the head. If it moves, it is very likely to affect the nerves. There are three capillaries around the small piece of iron, which are squeezed.
The problem now is that if you want Mr. Wang to recover, you must take out this small piece of iron.
After finding the problem, Yang Yiyun opened his eyes and said, “It is not difficult to solve the problem that the old man’s vitality is scattered. The important problem is that there is a small piece of iron in the back of the head, which is the root of all the causes of the disease. If you want to restore the old man’s body, you must remove the small piece of iron that compresses three capillaries and nerves…”
After Yang Yiyun finished speaking, Wang Jianjia’s eyes lit up. Now she believes Yang Yiyun a little. The small piece of iron in the back of her father’s head is actually a shrapnel. At the beginning, there was no medical condition to remove it, and it didn’t affect him much. However, as he got older, he always had headaches.
Later, when they wanted to take it out, no hospital or doctor dared to open the skull for surgery, because the examination results showed that the shrapnel suppressed three capillaries and nerves. No doctor dared to take the risk, so it was delayed until now and finally became a fatal disaster.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yiyun said it accurately after the examination, which was exactly the same as the diagnosis of those top experts and professors. The difference between the two was that those experts and professors in the hospital were diagnosed by medical equipment, while Yang Yiyun was diagnosed by feeling the pulse. This point must be said to be really amazing.
Wang Musheng couldn’t help but ask, “Is Yiyun sure he can take out the shrapnel?”
“I dare not hide it from you, I am only 60% sure.” Yang Yiyun said after thinking about it. In fact, he is at least 70% sure, but he tries to say less. After all, the old man of the Wang family is not an ordinary person.
(End of this chapter)
