The more Xue Wancheng thought about it, the less he understood. At the same time, his head was dizzy. He had been hit with a stick by that Adong, and now it was swollen like a steamed bun. The blood gradually surged up, and he gradually became dizzy, his eyesight turned black, and his breathing

Get anxious.

At this time, Yang Yunfan also stood up, walked towards Xue Wancheng, and took a look.

Xue Wancheng received a heavy blow to his head. At this time, he was breathing rapidly and had difficulty focusing his eyes. After a while, he would probably start vomiting. I am afraid that the concussion is not serious.

I just don’t know if Xue Wancheng had intracranial hemorrhage?

Although this guy deserves a beating, Yang Yunfan feels that a little punishment will be enough. But the crime will not lead to death.

At this time, Yang Yunfan knelt down and prepared to see Xue Wancheng's condition.

"ah!"

Who would have thought that Xue Wancheng had been beaten up just now, and when he saw someone approaching him, he had sequelae. He screamed, and his whole body started to tremble. He looked at Yang Yunfan with great fear, and said with difficulty: "You...what do you want to do?"

Yang Yunfan smiled and said: "It's nothing. Let me check your head. Is there anything wrong?"

Without waiting for Xue Wancheng to speak, Yang Yunfan took out a silver needle and pointed it directly at the acupuncture points around the hematoma on Xue Wancheng's head. After injecting spiritual energy, the hematoma quickly subsided. However, the congestion would not dissipate for a while, so Yang Yunfan frowned.

, a trace of spiritual energy emerged from the fingertips, sharp as a blade, and slashed Xue Wancheng's forehead, and immediately, a piece of black blood flowed out.

When the black blood had almost flowed and turned into bright red normal blood, Yang Yunfan took out another medicine bottle, which contained a milky white plaster. He applied the plaster directly to Xue Wancheng's wound.

The blood suddenly stopped flowing!

Next, Yang Yunfan touched the bones on Xue Wancheng's body. He was beaten by those gangsters just now, and Xue Wancheng probably broke several bones. Yang Yunfan connected Xue Wancheng's bones one by one, and took out the milky white plaster again.

Apply it to his broken bones.

"I, you..."

Being treated by Yang Yunfan, Xue Wancheng felt really mixed and indescribable.

Just now, he asked someone to beat up Yang Yunfan. But who knew that those people went crazy and beat him instead of touching Yang Yunfan. After suffering the unreasonable disaster, he thought that Yang Yunfan would definitely ridicule him. However, he did not expect that Yang Yunfan would ignore the past grudges.

, help him treat.

He felt really unspeakable guilt in his heart.

However, after he felt a little more comfortable, he began to notice the medicine that Yang Yunfan had just taken out. Not only did the plaster help him stop bleeding, but the place where his broken bone originally was was in great pain. After Yang Yunfan applied the plaster, not only did he feel

There is no pain anymore, and there is still a cool and comfortable feeling.

What is this magical plaster?

Xue Wancheng was extremely curious. If he could find out the origin of this plaster from Yang Yunfan, wouldn't he be able to make a fortune?

"Sir, it was my fault just now. Thank you for helping me treat me. By the way, where does this plaster in your hand come from? I want to buy its formula! Can you tell me? If you can tell me

, I am willing to give you... five million, oh, no, one million as a reward. How about it?"

Xue Wancheng saw that Yang Yunfan was young and probably didn't have much money, so he thought it would be a good idea to throw one million to him. The other party was not grateful to him.

"Idiot!"

Yang Yunfan is too lazy to say more!

The group of people I met today are really a bunch of rubes. The Versace suit she was wearing was worth hundreds of thousands. Ye Qingxue’s bags and clothes were all custom-made by world-famous brands, not to mention the string of diamonds around her neck.

Necklace. Together, their outfits cost almost over a million dollars. Why do these people think that what they and Ye Qingxue are wearing are fake?

Yang Yunfan took out a tissue, wiped his hands, and then motioned to the airport management staff behind him to carry Xue Wancheng away. Looking at him, he felt angry. He met such an idiot when he went out for no reason. It was a waste of a day.

Feeling.

As soon as Manager Wang saw Yang Yunfan's movements, he immediately directed the security personnel to carry Xue Wancheng aside and rest.

At the same time, they also called the hospital and Xue Wancheng's family.

After about ten minutes, the ambulance finally arrived, along with the doctor and Xue Wancheng's relatives.

Xue Wancheng's family members came very quickly when they heard that Xue Wancheng was almost beaten to death.

"Where is my father? Is he dead?" Three young men who grew up similar to Xue Wan asked people as soon as they entered the airport.

When Xue Wancheng heard this, he almost fainted.

These three young men were all his sons. They asked him if he was dead as soon as they came up. It was extremely unfilial.

"Haha... You really deserve it!"

When the people around heard this, they all looked towards Xue Wancheng, and they couldn't help but laugh. It's true that just like a father, there are just like a son. These three sons must be biological.

"Dad, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable there?"

At this time, Xue Wancheng's eldest son was the first to rush to Xue Wancheng's side and asked nervously.

But after a while, his second son also rushed over, squeezed his eldest brother away, and said: "Dad, are you okay? Are you still mentally normal?"

Before he could finish speaking, his third son also ran over, pushed his two brothers away, and said, "Dad, I left the company behind and came here this time. Are you okay? If you feel like you're not okay,

Let’s make a will as soon as possible to avoid any dispute between us brothers.”

"Yes, dad, my eldest brother's business has been getting bigger and bigger in recent years. My third brother and I are still fooling around in your company. Do you think this is a good idea? Share more of the inheritance with our two brothers, so that we two brothers will not have any problems in the future.

Here you go." The second son couldn't help but agree.

The third child agreed very much and said: "That's right, Dad, there's nothing wrong with making a will. It's popular in the United States. On the one hand, it can provide a balance, and on the other hand, it can also allow us brothers to live in harmony.

.”

After hearing this, the eldest son snorted and said: "Why should my father's inheritance be given to you more? You guys are idle all day long. Xue Xianmin, Xue Xianlu, I remember last week, the employees of my company reported to me

He said, I met you at the Splendid Nianhua Nightclub. You are obviously two prodigal sons. If dad doesn’t want the company to collapse in the future, he should leave the company to me..."

"What did you say? You should leave it to me!"

"No, you should leave it to me."

The three people didn't care about Xue Wancheng's life or death at all. Instead, they started to quarrel over the inheritance.

"Shut up, all of you!" Xue Wancheng was lying on the stretcher. He was about to faint, but when he heard the three people's words, he choked out a sentence.

He opened his eyes and stared at his three sons. At this time, he felt that the faces of the three of them were extremely hateful. He couldn't help holding his breath and roared: "If you show up in front of me again, you will have to pay a dime."
Chapter completed!