"Hukou? ID card?"

Song Qianli was confused by the question.

However, he quickly realized that Ye Zhentian was most likely an outsider like his senior brother, and people outside the law usually had no legal status in the secular world.

The reason why Ye Zhentian asked about household registration and ID card was probably because he lacked a legal identity.

Don’t make this thing too simple!

“No problem!”

Song Qianli said to Ye Zhentian: "The city leader only needs to call the Household Affairs Department, and the household registration and ID card can be processed for you in minutes!"

"In this case, we can save it."

Ye Zhentian murmured.

"Did you agree?"

Song Qianli said happily.

"Promise."

Ye Zhentian nodded, and then warned Song Qianli, "But you must also remember that if you fail to do what you promised me, I will rescue him or send him away."

"Don't worry, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Song Qianli patted her chest and assured Ye Zhentian.

"Where is the person?"

Ye Zhentian asked Song Qianli.

"Ward, I'll take you in right now."

Song Qianli immediately opened the door for Ye Zhentian.

"Wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."

Ye Zhentian told Jiang Muxue that the ward was the area.

Ward No. 1 at the end of the corridor is a huge suite.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen people standing outside the suite, each with a frown on their face.

At first, they thought Song Qianli was hope, but Song Qianli was helpless. Later, they thought Song Qianli's senior brother was hope. As a result, they searched for him for a whole day and night, but they didn't even see anyone.

"If you let me know who was the one who poisoned my second uncle, I will cut him into pieces!"

Qi Hongyu gritted his teeth and said.

Qi Hongyu is the third generation of the Qi family in Kyoto, and the second uncle he talks about is the dying Qi Zongwang, the leader of Nanping City, who is lying in the inner room.

"Yes, we must cut him into pieces!"

As soon as Qi Hongyu opened his mouth, several junior members of the Qi family also started shouting.

Qi Zongwang is the one with the greatest potential for development among the second generation of the Qi family. If there are no health problems, he will be able to go one step further and be transferred to the provincial capital in half a year. By then, everyone in the Qi family will benefit.

But now, all expectations will be in vain.

Naturally, everyone was filled with indignation.

Qi Hongyu's father and the eldest son of the Qi family, Qi Zongsheng, frowned and said in a deep voice: "You guys, please be quiet! The most important task now is to save people, not revenge!"

The elder spoke and the room suddenly became quiet.

But everyone knows very well that the person may not be saved.

Next, what needs to be considered is how the Qi family can restore its former glory without Qi Zongwang.

And just when the atmosphere in the whole room was extremely depressed, Song Qianli brought Ye Zhentian into the room.

"Master Song!"

Although Song Qianli was unable to turn the tide, the attitude of everyone in the Qi family towards Song Qianli was still as good as ever. After all, no one could guarantee whether they would get sick in the future or whether they would be able to seek help from Song Qianli.

"Don't call me master. I really can't bear the word master."

Song Qianli waved his hands repeatedly.

Normally, when people call him master, he will accept it calmly, but today, with Ye Zhentian, who is more skilled than him in medicine, standing next to him, he has no shame to claim the word master.

Later, Song Qianli pushed Ye Zhentian to the stage, "This is the real master."

"The real master?"

More than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at Ye Zhentian.

After about three seconds of silence, Qi Zongsheng, the boss of the Qi family, asked Song Qianli suspiciously, "Master Song, are you kidding?"

Ye Zhentian looks like he is in his twenties, and Chinese medicine is an empirical discipline that often becomes more powerful as you get older. In theory, being in your twenties is the apprenticeship stage.

"I never joke."

Song Qianli replied seriously.

He knew that Ye Zhentian didn't look like a master, but there was a saying that said, there is no priority in learning, and the master is the teacher. There are always some geniuses in this world who can learn in one day what others can't learn in a lifetime.

Ye Zhentian is the best example.

After a pause, Song Qianli formally introduced Ye Zhentian, "Before, I said that only rejuvenation acupuncture can save Qi Shihou, and this Ye Zhentian, Master Ye, possesses rejuvenation acupuncture!"

"real?"

The way the Qi family looked at Ye Zhentian immediately changed.

"I have personally verified it, and it is absolutely true."

Song Qianli immediately lifted up his clothes to show the blood stains left by the rejuvenation acupuncture, and then he lay on the ground and did fifty push-ups in one breath.

After fifty push-ups, the breath does not come out and the face does not change.

"Holy shit! Is this the rejuvenation acupuncture method?"

The Qi family were dumbfounded.

In the past day, Song Qianli came in and out of this ward eighty times if not a hundred times, and everyone knew his physical condition clearly.

Although, compared to his peers, it is good, it is definitely not up to the current level.

It can be seen from this that the effect of rejuvenation acupuncture is really immediate.

"Master Ye, I hope you can use acupuncture to save my second brother."

After the shock, Qi Zongsheng, the boss of the Qi family, walked up to Ye Zhentian and bowed deeply.

"Take me there."

Ye Zhentian has no nonsense.

"well."

Qi Zongsheng led Ye Zhentian to the inner room of the suite.

On the hospital bed, Qi Zongwang, who was as skinny as a stick, was taking in too much air and not getting out too much.

"It's really serious. Fortunately, I met you."

Ye Zhentian subconsciously rolled up his sleeves.

"Master Ye, you can use this set of needles from me."

Seeing that Ye Zhentian was poking him with his hand again, Song Qianli, who came in with him, immediately handed the silver needle he carried to Ye Zhentian's hand.

Using a finger to point to a needle and picking acupuncture points through clothing may seem like an incredible stunt to a professional like him, but for ordinary people it is still too shocking and unsightly.

"Then use a needle!"

Ye Zhentian was not stupid, and he quickly understood Song Qianli's good intentions.

He didn't use needles before. Just because he didn't have needles at hand didn't mean he didn't know how to use needles. As soon as he stretched out his hand and took out three silver needles, Ye Zhentian was about to use a three-pronged move.

But at this moment, someone suddenly rushed in.

Seeing Ye Zhentian holding three needles and trying to prick Qi Zongwang, the visitor shouted: "Stop!"

Ye Zhentian raised his eyebrows and stopped moving.

Looking back, I saw that the person shouting this voice was actually a girl.

The girl looked young, probably less than 20 years old, but she was well developed. Because she was so excited, her breasts rose and fell very much.

"I'm giving an acupuncture, please don't disturb me by yelling."

Ye Zhentian reminded the girl.

"I don't allow you to perform acupuncture!"

The girl ran directly between the hospital bed and Ye Zhentian, blocking Ye Zhentian.

"Jiawen, what are you doing? Master Ye is saving your father."

Qi Zongsheng, the boss of the Qi family, said in a deep voice.

The girl who suddenly rushed out was none other than his niece, Qi Jiawen, the only daughter of his second brother Qi Zongwang.

Qi Jiawen studied abroad since she was a child and is unruly and willful.

"Save, can he be saved? Every Chinese medicine doctor is a liar!"
Chapter completed!