The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 61
Han Bilian screamed again, this time the fall was heavier than last time, and her face was deformed due to the pain.

Han Shizhong has fought on the battlefield for decades, and his vision is not without viciousness. From Yang Chengye's understatement of repelling Han Bilian twice just now, it can be seen that he is a master who hides his secrets, otherwise Niu Mang would not worship him willingly Be the boss.

Han Bilian endured the pain, supported the ground with her sword, stood up staggeringly, and raised her long sword again, showing a desperate posture.

Yang Chengye used his right index finger with his kung fu, and it flew towards the long sword in Han Bilian's hand.

"Dang bang"

With a crisp sound, the long sword in Han Bilian's hand snapped off at the root, leaving only the hilt in her hand.

Yang Chengye's finger has the taste of Huang Yaoshi's supernatural powers.

Seeing such a scene, Han Shizhong's face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted: "Enough, Bilian, don't be rude, back down quickly!"

Han Shizhong saw that Yang Chengye was warning. If Han Bilian continued to misbehave, the next finger would not just break the long sword, but would hit Han Bilian.

Although Han Tianlong and Han Tianhu didn't know what happened, they could see that Yang Chengye's skills were beyond Han Bilian's ability, and their expressions changed drastically.

Han Bilian threw away the hilt in her hand, came to Han Shizhong's side and shook his arm, "Father, he bullied me, you have to make the decision for me!"

Han Shizhong smiled again and said, "Don't make trouble, girl, come and meet your husband!"

At this time, Han Bilian also knew that the little thief in front of her was her husband. She raised her eyes to Liang Hongyu, hoping to see a negative answer from her mother's eyes, but Liang Hongyu's eyes disappointed her.

Han Bilian stomped her feet vigorously and shouted, "I will never marry him even if I die!"

After Han Bilian finished speaking, she ran out of the hall crying, leaving only the staring Han family of four, Yang Chengye and Niu Mang in the hall.

Han Shizhong smiled wryly and said to Yang Chengye: "I have spoiled this girl, nephew, don't be surprised!"

Yang Chengye smiled lightly and said, "Miss Han is also a lover."

"Do you think this marriage is settled first?"

Han Shizhong looked at Yang Chengye and asked for his opinion.

"Husband!"

At this time, Liang Hongyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "In my opinion, this matter is not urgent, let Bilian and Chengye get in touch first and then make a decision."

"Alright!"

Han Shizhong thought for a while and said, "However, there is no doubt that Bilian must marry Chengye."

Liang Hongyu also nodded and said: "It's natural, Chengye is a good-looking talent, and he hides it deeply, only he can hold Bilian down."

After a pause, Liang Hongyu went on to say: "However, Husband, Mother's illness seems to have worsened again. Can you invite a famous doctor today?"

Hearing this, Han Shizhong's face suddenly became gloomy, and he sighed, "No, even King Liang's princess didn't invite a famous doctor when he got sick."

"If you can't get another one tomorrow, I think Tianbiao can only ask his master to help."

After hearing Han Shizhong's words, Liang Hongyu also sighed: "There is no other way!"

"Husband, you guys chat first, I'll go back to my room to see my mother."

Liang Hongyu nodded apologetically to Yang Chengye and left the hall.

Hearing that Han Shizhong's mother was ill, Yang Chengye frowned and said, "Uncle Han, I don't know what disease the old lady is suffering from? Why is it so hard to heal?"

Hearing this, Han Shizhong showed a look of misery, finally sighed, and said: "My father passed away when I was very young, and it was my mother who worked so hard to bring me up."

"Later, I joined the army and went to the battlefield. It was not until the imperial court moved south that my mother was brought into the mansion. Unexpectedly, my mother fell seriously ill within a few days of good life."

"I have hired famous doctors all over the world, but I can't diagnose what kind of disease my mother is suffering from. It really is..."

Han Shizhong couldn't go on talking anymore.

Yang Chengye didn't expect that Han Shizhong was still a dutiful son, so he pondered for a while and said, "Uncle Han, can you let me go and see the old lady?"

Hearing this, Han Shizhong's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked eagerly, "Nephew, can you cure my mother's illness?"

Yang Chengye smiled and said, "Then let me see the patient."

At this time, Han Shizhong came to his senses, got up hastily, regardless of his status, he pulled Yang Chengye and walked quickly towards the back hall.

In the back hall, Mrs. Han's bedroom, Liang Hongyu sat in front of the window and sighed as she watched her gradually thinner mother-in-law.

On the bed, a skinny old lady in her 70s with frosty temples opened her cloudy eyes and said, "My child, you don't have much time to be a mother, so you should prepare for the funeral as soon as possible."

Liang Hongyu forced her face and said: "What did mother say? Shizhong has already gone to a famous doctor, and your old man will recover soon!"

"Hey!"

Mrs. Han sighed, "You don't need to comfort me anymore, my own body knows it."

"Mother also knows that you are all filial, but life and death depend on wealth and honor. I have long since looked away!"

"Mother!"

At this time, Han Shizhong pulled Yang Chengye in and said, "My child has found a miracle doctor, and you will recover soon."

After hearing what Han Shizhong said, Liang Hongyu hurriedly looked over. When she saw Yang Chengye, she was immediately disappointed, thinking that Han Shizhong was trying to ease the old lady's heart.

Mrs. Han also saw Yang Chengye and said, "You child, you are making fun of your mother again."

"What disease can a child be cured? If you have the heart to be a mother, you will be content."

Han Shizhong came to the old lady's window and said: "Mother, just trust me once, I have seen Chengye's medical skills, I think it will work, let's just give it a try, anyway, there is nothing to lose."

After listening to Han Shizhong's words, others thought that he was thinking of breaking the pot, but Mrs. Han didn't mind, she just smiled.

"Chengye, take a look!"

Han Shizhong hurriedly urged Yang Chengye.

Yang Chengye sat in front of the bed, stretched out two fingers to rest on Mrs. Han's veins, circulated internal force, and slowly input it into Mrs. Han's body.

Blockage of blood vessels and cancerous disease in the bone, this is a sign of cancer, and it is a rare bone cancer.

Modern medicine wants to treat bone cancer, you can replace the bone marrow, as long as you find someone with the same blood type and the bone marrow is affected, you can be cured.

However, in ancient times, there were no medical equipment or testing equipment, and bone cancer was basically sentenced to death by the king of Hades.

While observing Mrs. Han's condition, Yang Chengye wondered how to treat her.

After about half a stick of incense, Abi Yang Chengye opened his eyes and said to Mrs. Han: "Madam, I already know about your condition, and it's not a serious illness. As long as I treat you, within three months, you It can be back to normal.”

After hearing Yang Chengye's words, Mrs. Han's turbid eyes suddenly brightened, and even Han Shizhong, Liang Hongyu, and the Han brothers all looked happy.

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