urban best dad

Chapter 4 Little Teacher
"Little brother, if you can, please help. After all, the child is innocent."

Mr. Xue didn't leave the ward and was waiting to ask Chen Yang for advice. Seeing Sun Xiaohui just knelt down and begged, he was worried that Chen Yang's refusal would be too young and aggressive, and he would completely offend Sun's family, so he rushed to persuade him.

"This time, I'll give Mr. Xue some face."

Chen Yang is not a person who doesn't know good and evil. Seeing Lao Xue's intention of defending, he naturally wouldn't refute his face. He raised his palm and said lightly, "Get up!"

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Sun Xin heaved a sigh of relief.

"Take me to see the patient." Chen Yang said.

"Little brother, please go ahead!" Xue Lao stepped aside and asked Chen Yang to go first.

Sun Xin's eyes flickered, and he glared at his sister and husband again, and shook his head secretly: Mr. Xue is so old and of such a high status, and he is so polite to Chen Yang in front of him. It's okay.

Several people came to the ward.

Chen Yang glanced at the patient, raised his brow inadvertently, and immediately relaxed it, and said lightly: "It's cyanosis, I'll get a few needles and it will be fine."

Old Xue's heart skipped a beat, and he reminded: "I was treated for cyanosis just now, but it didn't work. Instead, the condition got worse. Little brother, do you want to take a closer look?"

"Need not!"

Chen Yang shook his head confidently.

He had already seen the cause of the little boy just now, it was indeed cyanosis in the first place, but now it is not pure cyanosis, but some ghosts take advantage of the illness to enter.

However, such strange things are not easy to announce in public.

After Chen Yang said that, although Mr. Xue was puzzled, he didn't want to say anything more. He nodded and said, "Little brother, use my golden needle!"

"It's work!"

Chen Yang didn't refuse. After Mr. Xue finished disinfecting, he took the three golden needles, shaking his wrist continuously, and inserted the three golden needles into the little boy's Tianquan acupoint in the shape of a square.

Of course, this is just surface work.

In the dark, Chen Yang stared wide-eyed, as if there were two groups of burning flames in his eyes, two golden lights shot out suddenly.

Chi Chi Chi!
As soon as the two golden lights fell on the little boy's face, the yin energy on the latter's face, like snow covered by the scorching sun, melted away quickly, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Wow!
The little boy cried out.

The purple color on his face quickly dissipated, and his breathing became smoother.

"The bruise on the face dissipated."

"Breathing is also easier."

Sun Xin and He Gang opened their eyes wide, and were quite shocked by this scene.

Sun Xiaohui didn't care about this, after Chen Yang pulled out the golden needle, she rushed over and hugged him, crying with joy, "Xiaobao, my good son, you scared my mother to death."

"That's... alright!"

Elder Xue also stared wide-eyed and couldn't help swallowing.

It was also treated according to cyanosis, and the patient's condition worsened after he gave the needle, but after Chen Yang gave the needle, he was cured directly.

The gap is too big!
"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Sun Xin thanked him sincerely.

The grudge that had arisen because Chen Yang put on airs and asked his sister and husband to kneel down before he was willing to be treated disappeared without a trace. With such amazing medical skills, it would be abnormal if he had no personality.

"The little brother's medical skills are amazing, and the old man admires him." Old Xue admired him sincerely.

"Mrs. Xue is too much of a prize. If you hadn't always taken the initiative, I wouldn't have been cured so easily. It was a bargain." Chen Yang said this on purpose to take care of Mr. Xue's face.

"Little brother, stop praising me."

Old Xue smiled wryly and shook his head, and asked for advice: "Little brother, I have a puzzle. Why is it also treated according to cyanosis? After I gave the needle, the patient's condition worsened, but after you got the needle, the disease was cured. Could it be that I missed something?"

He was very puzzled, although Sanyang Buxin Acupuncture is very powerful, but his acupuncture technique is not simple, there is no reason why there is such a big gap!

"That's why, I said I picked up a bargain."

Chen Yang smiled and explained: "Of course, there is nothing to say about Old Xue's medical skills. If it was performed by a young man, it must be cured by hand. The problem lies with yourself."

"Why is that?" Old Xue frowned.

"What's the matter with Mr. Xue?" The three of Sun Xin couldn't help becoming curious after hearing this.

"Old Xue's body is fine, but he's a bit older, and the yang fire in his body is not as strong as that of young people."

Chen Yang paused for a moment, then continued: "Although the patient is cyanotic, his body is very weak and cold. If he wants to be completely cured, he must not only use acupuncture to treat the disease, but also use Yang fire to add to the acupuncture and moxibustion to dispel cold evil."

"When I was treating the patient, Mr. Xue had already cured the disease, but the Yang fire in my body was insufficient, and I couldn't get rid of the cold evil, but I was young and strong, and the Yang fire in my body was vigorous, so naturally the disease was cured by hand. "

"So it is."

When he said that, everyone immediately understood.

It's not that Old Xue's medical skills are not good, but that he is getting older and the Yang fire in his body is not so strong.

After the illness was cured, Chen Yang didn't stay long.

Sun Xin left a phone call with Chen Yang, and sent him outside the door respectfully, "Mr. Chen, I don't want to thank you for your kindness. Sun will definitely be rewarded after the incident."

"That's fine, just ask your sister to be more polite to my wife in the future."

Only then did Sun Xin know that her younger sister was reckless and arrogant, and even made insulting remarks to Chen Yang's wife, so she asked Sun Xiaohui to apologize to Su Qingcheng without mentioning it.

Old Xue left with Chen Yang.

The two chatted about acupuncture and moxibustion, and they naturally talked about Sanyang Heart-Boothing Acupuncture. Seeing that Chen Yang was not defensive at all, Mr. Xue quickly stopped talking, and said seriously: "Little brother, don't say anything."

"Is Mr. Xue not interested in the Sanyang Heart-Buxing Acupuncture?" Chen Yang asked doubtfully.

"Sanyang Buxin Acupuncture is the supreme needling method for treating heart disease. How could the old man not be interested in it? It's just that such skills are untaught secrets..."

Chen Yang admired Xue Lao's character even more, and said with a smile: "It is because it is effective in treating heart disease that more people should learn it, so as to better benefit mankind. The heart-busting needle falls into your old hands, it just complements each other."

"People have three fires, one on the top of the head and one on each shoulder. This Sanyang heart-busting needle is to use the three fires of the human body to promote luck..."

Chen Yang told the reason for the Sanyang Heart-Bubbing Needle, and then told Mr. Xue the secret of how to push the three fire needles.

Mr. Xue himself is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. He has deep knowledge in acupuncture and moxibustion. He quickly learned the Sanyang tonifying acupuncture. He bent down deeply and said respectfully, "Little teacher, please accept my worship!"

"Old Xue, I can't help it, how can I afford it." Chen Yang hurriedly stopped him.

"Teacher, it is also necessary to pass on the teachings and resolve doubts. The little teacher taught me such a profound acupuncture method, of course it is my teacher."

Mr. Xue was very stubborn and insisted on calling him little teacher, not giving Chen Yang a chance to refuse. He waved his hand and said, "Little teacher, I still have a consultation in the afternoon, so I will go back first, and I will ask little teacher for advice next time."

Chen Yang was speechless for a while.

Is it really okay to be so shameless at such an old age?
Shaking his head helplessly, Chen Yang went to visit Su Xiaoxiao in the ward.

Thinking of Sun Xiaohui's apology, his wife's family should believe in him, but they were rejected again.

Lao Yue didn't believe that he could cure the disease at all, and only thought that Sun Xiaohui was his trustee, so he wouldn't let him into the ward at all, and wouldn't even let him follow him when he was discharged from the hospital.

Chen Yang rubbed his nose depressedly.

Knowing that the barrier between him and Su Qingcheng is not so easy to break and eliminate.

It took him five years to destroy his reputation and the relationship with Su Qingcheng. It was simply unrealistic to try to establish it with a few explanations.

"Forget it, take your time, one day she will believe and forgive me."

Chen Yang clenched his fists and secretly made up his mind to seek Su Qingcheng's forgiveness as a long-term goal.

One month if one day fails, one year if one month fails, and three to five years if not enough.

Faith will move mountains to open.

Chen Yang is ready for a protracted war.

……

Emperor and Beiyuan.

As soon as Su Qingcheng's family entered the gate, a dozen or so men huffed and surrounded them.

These people wear gold chains and have big flower tattoos on their arms, which fully fit the characteristics of the evil forces in the special work of eradicating evil.

Su Zhe got out of the car tremblingly, and said to the leading man with a cigarette in his mouth, "Dog... brother dog, what are you doing?"

The man took a deep puff, and the cigarette butt flicked onto Su Zhe's face. Amidst the sparks flying around, he kicked him to the ground, and said viciously, "My surname is Su, your granddaughter is sick and short of money, I'm kind enough to borrow money." Here you are, you dare to fool me with fake paintings, I think you are impatient."

"What are you doing, how can you beat someone..." Su Qingcheng got out of the car and said angrily.

"He fooled us with fake paintings, it's still light to beat him, if I don't give me a satisfactory answer today, I will cut him off." Brother Gou said stiffly.

"Dad, what's going on?" Su Qingcheng asked suspiciously.

Su Zhe hesitated and said the matter.

It turned out that his money investment was trapped, and it happened that he had a small illness and needed a lot of money.

He couldn't afford that much money at the moment, he didn't want to sell his antique calligraphy and paintings, and he didn't want to ask relatives and friends to borrow money because he wanted to save face, so he mortgaged the "Songhe Yannian Picture" and borrowed [-] usury loans, thinking that he would redeem it when the time limit expired When I came back, I didn't expect that the other party came to the door before the time came.

"You can tell us if you don't have money, how can you borrow usury?"

Su Qingcheng was speechless for a while. She never thought that her father would do such a stupid thing. He didn't say anything even if he had no money. In order to save face, he actually went to borrow usury.

Things have come out, though, and things always have to be sorted out.

Su Qingcheng said to Brother Gou: "Brother Gou, right? How much money my dad owes you, I will pay you back with interest."

"It's not about the money anymore, it's about him fooling us with fake paintings."

Su Zhe was taken aback for a moment, and then he swore, "I didn't fool you, and my Songhe Yannian map can't be fake."

"See for yourself!"

Brother Gou sneered, took a scroll from his younger brother, and threw it on Su Zhe.

Su Zhe took it in a hurry, unfolded it carefully, looked up, and then furrowed his brows deeply, and said angrily, "This is not my picture of Songhe Yannian."

Although the Songhe Yannian painting he used as collateral was not an authentic work by the Qing Dynasty painter Xu Gu, it was copied by a famous artist, and the market price is at least [-] yuan or more.

The one in front of me is a photocopied version, and a pair of calligraphy and painting plus mounting does not exceed 100 yuan.

"It's not yours, is it mine?"

The corners of Brother Gou’s lips curled up, and his white teeth gleamed coldly, “My surname is Su, you don’t even know who I am. Write."

"This is not my mortgaged painting." Su Zhe distinguished.

Brother Gou ignored him at all, and took a step forward, staring at him coldly, "I'll give you two choices now, the first is to take out the original painting of Songhe Yannian, and the second is to take one of your legs off."

"The authentic painting of Songhe Yannian is in the Suzhou Museum, and it is impossible for me to get it out. You are not a forceful person."

"If you can't show the original work, it's fine to show the same price as the original work. I'll count you 200 million." Brother Gou grinned, showing his fangs and his real purpose.

"Isn't this intentional blackmail?"

"It's too bullying. They mortgaged the imitation of Songhe Yannian, and he traded the photocopied version, but asked them to hand over the original or pay 200 million. It's obviously a fraud."

"Isn't all usury like this? It sucks the bones and sucks the marrow. It eats people without spitting out the bones. If it is stained with non-peeling skin, you can't get rid of it at all. The best way is not to touch it."

"Is there something wrong with her? My granddaughter has a heart attack, and the funds cannot be turned around for a while. Otherwise, who would borrow usury!"

"Even if it's to save lives, you can't borrow money from Brother Gou and his group!"

"They specialize in local usury. They are notorious in this area. I don't know how many people they have harmed. Three months ago, one in the next-door community was forced to jump off the building and commit suicide."

"So arrogant, why didn't you call the police and arrest him?"

"Why didn't you call the police? It's just that he is leaning on Du Tianba's back. He can't be caught if he wants to."

The movement here attracted many people to watch.

Seeing Brother Gou bullying people like this, everyone was filled with indignation, but they dared not speak out, they could only watch helplessly, and there was nothing they could do.

Su Qingcheng's family is not a fool, so naturally they can't fail to see that the other party is deliberately deceiving people.

It is just an excuse to ask for the authentic painting of Songhe Yannian, and it is true to take the opportunity to extort money.

"You are blackmailing, aren't you afraid that I will call the police?" Su Qingcheng said angrily.

"Bitch, I think you deserve a beating." Someone behind Brother Gou rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, slapping her hard on the face.

Su Qingcheng didn't expect that the other party would dare to make a move. Caught off guard, there was no time to dodge, so she couldn't help closing her eyes in despair.

First class, second class.

The imagined pain never came.

Su Qingcheng opened her eyes tremblingly, but was surprised to find that Chen Yang was standing in front of him, with one hand firmly grasping the opponent's wrist, his complexion was extremely gloomy, as if covered with a layer of frost.

Although Su Zhe refused to let Chen Yang follow, Chen Yang was unwilling to give up. He took a taxi and followed him, just in time to see Su Qingcheng's family being surrounded by people.

I also learned a lot about the matter from the discussions of the surrounding audience, and knew that these people set up a trap to trap my father-in-law.

After disappearing for five years, he was full of guilt towards the Su family.

As soon as his daughter came out of the hospital, she met this group of unscrupulous people who came to provoke her, and even wanted to do something to Su Qingcheng, which made him even more murderous.

"You take Xiaoxiao up first, leave this place to me." Chen Yang instructed Su Qingcheng.

This is to drive them away.

Because the following is too bloody, it is not suitable for them to watch it live.

Watching Su Qingcheng leave, Chen Yang turned his head, and his cold eyes fell on Brother Gou and the others, "Now it's time to settle our score."

(End of this chapter)