Perhaps because he noticed that the sound was a little louder, Zong Tianhua hurriedly covered his mouth, then looked around, and then continued to say, "Mr. Jiang, you can't joke about this, you should take it seriously?"

Lift your left hand.

boom!

Suddenly, red and blue flames emerged from Jiang Yingyu's left palm, and the beating flames were like jumping elfs.

Red Fire Kung Fu!

Then it was closed and the red and blue flames went out.

"..." Zong Tianhua was a little confused. He had only heard of this magical skill. This was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes. He shook his head hard, and Zong Tianhua said: "In this way, come with me to the office."

At this time!

"Zong Tianhua, stop for me!" The young man who was fired finally found Zong Tianhua and rushed up in two steps, blocking the way for both of them: "Zong Tianhua, this kid is your employee, right? He knocked my grandfather out, what do you think you should do?"

"Why are you again?" Zong Tianhua recognized the person.

"Hey, you are not reasonable. I have told you so many times. I didn't beat your grandfather!" Jiang Yingyu was a little angry. If this kid had been entangled again, he would really beat someone up.

The young man yelled: "It's you, it's you!"

"You kid, you deserve a beating!"

When Jiang Yingyu finally wanted to take action, he was stopped by Zong Tianhua: "I heard Xiaoling talk about you in the Ocean Cabaret yesterday. Is He Chuan really your friend?"

"I have only known each other for two days, but that kid is quite righteous, so he is my friend. What's wrong?" Jiang Yingyu had a good impression of He Chuan. As a friend, He Chuan is a good friend.

Zong Tianhua raised his chin to the young man and said, "He is He Chuan's half-brother, named He Miao. Because his family is poor, Old He dare not publicly recognize him, so he asked me to take care of him. However, he did not expect that this kid would not seek motivation, not only embezzle public funds, but also use the connections of our company to secretly establish his private power, hoping to find an opportunity to force the palace to usurp the company's power. So I fired a few days ago."

"Nothing nonsense, you are wronged by me!" He Miao shouted loudly, not admitting at all.

After hearing what Zong Tianhua said, Jiang Yingyu noticed and looked at He Miao. This kid was twenty-three or four years old and looked not much younger than He Chuan, but his eyes were deceitful, giving people a very bad feeling.

After looking at He Miao, Jiang Yingyu asked Zong Tianhua: "Do you know that old man?"

"What old man?" Zong Tianhua turned his head and looked at the stretcher car that was pushing out the door. He saw the old man's face on the stretcher car from afar, and his face changed slightly: "That's the old governor, He Chuan's grandfather. Isn't he recuperating at home? Why did he come to me?"

Old governor?

It turned out to be an old cadre.

Then, Jiang Yingyu told Zong Tianhua about what happened. After hearing this, Zong Tianhua looked very bad and stared at He Miao with his eyes curled up. "He Miao, I didn't expect you to be so crazy. You are simply helpless. Get out of here and disappear in front of me!"

He Miao was a little uncomfortable when he was staring, but he was still stubborn: "I'm right. I saw that boy beat my grandfather with his own eyes. I want to call the police. If the police don't care, I will tell my father and let him take care of him!"

He wanted to take advantage of the problem, and Jiang Yingyu understood this. Zong Tianhua naturally understood it even more, and was not angry. He just said in a plain tone: "He Miao, you dare to make trouble in my bulk group, but you have no idea at all. Let me tell you that your father-son relationship with Lao He is an open secret. Although many people know it, no one dares to say that if you break this matter, I can guarantee that you will disappear from this world tonight."

Zong Tianhua's words made He Miao's heart tremble violently, and his face twitched violently.

Jiang Yingyu shrugged and said, "He Miao is right? You'd better leave quickly and don't delay my business."

"Hmph, this matter is not over!"

After leaving a harsh word, He Miao turned around and left, not in the ambulance to accompany his grandfather, but left alone.

Zong Tianhua watched He Miao walk out of the company gate and leave alone, shook his head and said, "I hate unfilial people the most. He Miao doesn't care about the old governor leaving by himself. If the old governor had three or two questions, I would never let him go."

"You seem to be very concerned about He Chuan's grandfather. He is kind to you?" Jiang Yingyu asked curiously.

Zong Tianhua nodded: "Forty years ago, my father was so poor that he couldn't afford to eat. He fainted when he passed by the old governor's house. It was the old governor who gave my father food and gave me another money. My father relied on this money to embark on the road of business and finally established a bulk group."

"No wonder..." Jiang Yingyu pursed his lips and said, "He is very sick, and he is late in liver cancer and is almost out of reach. Even if I take action, it will only extend his life for five or six years at most."

"Really? Mr. Jiang, can you really extend the lifespan of the old governor five or six years?" Zong Tianhua suddenly became excited, grabbed Jiang Yingyu's arm and walked out the door: "Let's go, let's go to the He family now. What equipment or other things do you need? Tell me, I'll call Lao He to notify him and let him be prepared!"

Jiang Yingyu smiled bitterly, and he used words to test Zong Tianhua's reaction. Unexpectedly, he was so excited: "The instrument does not need it, it just needs a set of special acupuncture needles, and some relatively rare herbs."

"Okay, no problem."

"Hey, hey, you're slow! Why are you anxious!"

............

The He family.

The sick old man was sent back home and was still asleep, while Jiang Yingyu was carefully acupuncture for him.

There were also a bunch of people around, including Zong Tianhua, He Chuan, He Chuan's mother, the old wife of the sick old man, and a few servants serving him and a few bodyguards.

"Sister, when will Lao He be back?" Zong Tianhua asked He Chuan's mother in a low voice.

He Chuan's mother looks ordinary, only in her early forties. Although she is well maintained, she still has a small amount of white hair on her temples. "He is rushing back and I guess he will come back in the afternoon."

The Provincial Police Department is naturally in the capital city of a province, and Qingcheng City is not the provincial capital.

The most nervous one is He Chuan. He seemed particularly nervous when Jiang Yingyu started treatment, and he wanted to ask but dared not ask.

So, two hours later.

"Huh~, get it done!"

Jiang Yingyu stood up sweating profusely, wiped off the sweat beads from his forehead, and said to He Chuan, who hurriedly came to him: "The acupuncture I performed this time is a secret technique, and the function is to overdraw vitality. One time is enough. There must be no second time, otherwise you will die immediately due to excessive overdrawing of vitality. Now you only need to drink a bowl of soup before going to bed every day. I will write you the medicine list and just grab the medicine as you want."

"How long does it take to drink?" He Chuan asked.

"I can't stop drinking it all the time. This kind of decoction inhibits the growth of cancer cells, so I must not stop it." Jiang Yingyu paused for a moment and said, "But I will make it clear first. It will only last for six years at most. It is necessary to ban alcohol and smoking, and stay up late. You can eat spicy foods, but you have to eat less. Listen to it clearly?"

"knew!"

"Thank you Mr. Jiang!"

“Thank you so much!”

He Chuan, He Chuan's mother, He Chuan's grandmother, the three of them thanked them continuously.

When Zong Tianhua saw that the old man had not woken up, he asked: "Mr. Jiang, when will the old governor wake up?"

"Soon, maybe before we finish speaking, he will..."

Before Jiang Yingyu could finish his words, the sick old man who was sleeping suddenly woke up. He opened his eyes and looked around. Finally, his eyes were frozen on Zong Tianhua. He opened his mouth and said in a weak voice, "Zong Tianhua, give me a face to the old man, don't bother with He Miao. Although he is a little lazy in his work, he is not..."

"Old man, don't say anything. If you don't even figure out anything, you just run to find someone Tianhua." The old lady was so distressed that she almost cried.

Before Zong Tianhua could speak, He Chuan said, "Grandpa, that bastard He Miao is not a problem of laziness. What he told you are all lying to you!"

Only then did Zong Tianhua tell the sick old man the real reason.

The sick old man was silent for a while, and finally breathed helplessly: "Forget it, don't care, I won't care. From now on, don't let He Miao appear in front of me again."

"I understand!" He Chuan waited for this sentence, his mood was obviously relaxed a little, but his nervous expression still did not change, which shows that he really cared about the old man.

After that, the sick old man looked at Jiang Yingyu: "I feel much better, and my whole body is not only not painful, but also very comfortable. Young man, we meet again. Did you save me?"

"Grandpa, he is my friend, and his name is Jiang Yingyu. It is his wonderful hand that he has saved you, Grandpa!" He Chuan introduced with a smile.

The sick old man showed a kind smile: "Xiao Jiang is really good at medical skills. If you can save me, the dead, you might as well save Zong Tianhua's wife?"

"The old governor, he has been cured, and it is Mr. Jiang's credit for it." Zong Tianhua said.

Nodded, the sick old man looked at Jiang Yingyu: "Although my body is very comfortable at present, I also believe that there are miraculous doctors in this world, I know that my disease is not so easy to treat. Dr. Jiang, I hope you tell me the truth, is my disease completely cured, or is it just temporarily suppressed?"

"I'm going to hide it from you, it's just a temporary suppression, ranging from five years to six years. Old man, you only have this time." Jiang Yingyu told the truth, without any concealment.

"Haha, are you five or six years? Enough, enough!" The sick old man's expression suddenly became shrill, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Some people, who think I, Old Ghost, are a dead person, dare to do whatever they want under my nose. This time, I want them to pay the price!"

The old lady was anxious: "Old man, you have retired from the position of governor for several years. You have only been a substitute in these years, just for temporary care. When the new governor comes, you will have to hand over the power. Why bother yourself to feel uncomfortable!"
Chapter completed!