Reborn Evil Lord

Chapter 15 Little Friend Zhou Yang Can Be Outside the Door
Seeing his grandfather wake up, Hu Yong shouted excitedly: "Wake up...wake up!"

"Don't get excited, this is just the first step!"

Zhou Yang glanced at Hu Yong, but the dark energy in his hand didn't stop, and he continued to exert force on the old man's back.

Cough... poof!

The old man's originally opened eyes were closed suddenly, and a large mouthful of dark blood was spit out while coughing.

The dark blood had a stench, even Hu Yong, his own grandson, couldn't help frowning.

Zhou Yang said in a deep voice: "Put the old man flat on the bed, and then hold down his hands and feet!"

"it is good!"

It can be seen that the old man's illness has been relieved a lot, and Hu Yong trusts Zhou Yang even more.

After doing everything he said, he asked, "What's next?"

Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows, "I will dredge the old man's strange meridians in a while, and force out some bad things accumulated in his body. The process may make you unbearable, but you have to hold back, you can't Let the old man move!"

"I'm fine!"

Hu Yong answered with a little ease, thinking that the stench just now has survived, what else can there be!
But what happened next slapped him in the face, which made him regret it and complain endlessly!

After Zhou Yang made his move, some liquid that looked like black water began to appear on the surface of the old man's skin, followed by the same in his nostrils and ears.

After a while, the old man's clothes were completely wet by the black water.

In addition to messing with Hu Yong, it also filled him with a strange smell.

Hu Yong wants to vomit now but dare not vomit, and wants to cry for his father and mother but he can't even open his mouth!

After some treatment, Zhou Yang stopped.

"I'm going out for a cigarette."

"What are you going to do next?" Hu Yong asked, holding back his nausea.

"It's fine to wash the old man and change his clothes."

"what about me?"

"Don't you still want to sleep on the old man for one night?" Zhou Yang glanced at Hu Yong and walked to the door. Just as he was about to take a cigarette from his pocket, someone handed it to him.

It's Hu Yong's third uncle, Hu Zhengqing!

After lighting a cigarette for Zhou Yang, he smiled and said, "How is my father?"

"I won't go in and have a look!" Zhou Yang replied lukewarmly.

"In fact, I just looked at the door just now, and I have to say that little brother is really capable. What so many doctors can't do, you can do it with ease!"

A three-year-old child could tell that Hu Zhengqing was flattering him!

Zhou Yang smoked a little: "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Two things. What is my father's disease? The doctor diagnosed it as a blockage of the heart and meridians. In addition, he was seriously injured and relapsed at the same time, and he became like this."

Zhou Yang touched his chin: "It can also be said that the blockage of the heart and meridians is caused by the old man taking some pain-relieving Chinese herbal medicines all year round, and the medicines are three-point poisonous. Swallowing those medicines all the year round will cause those toxins to accumulate in the Inside the meridians."

"Then what's the real reason?" Hu Zhengqing asked.

"Does the old man like spicy food?" Zhou Yang asked back.

"Don't mention it, that pair of spicy food is enough to be interpreted by crazy liking. My father has no other hobbies, but he likes to eat all kinds of spicy things." Hu Zhengqing said helplessly.

"Eating spicy food often will form a kind of mucous membrane in the mouth. Excessive accumulation of this mucous membrane will cause the blockage of the throat. It is because of the clogged mucous membrane that the old man's condition worsens and he has symptoms such as dyspnea."

After listening to Zhou Yang's explanation, Hu Zhengqing suddenly realized.

"Then can my father's old wound be healed?"

"It's basically fine. After all, the old man is already old, and it is impossible to recover [-]%."

Hu Zhengqing was stunned for a moment: "That injury has been with my father for more than 50 years. I don't know how many people who have seen famous doctors can't cure it. I didn't expect to be rejuvenated by you, little brother."

"To be honest, I have to be called uncle at your age. Is it really interesting to flatter me like this?"

Although Zhou Yang was crazy, he was not impolite.

Due to Hu Yong's face, he was still very polite to Hu Zhengqing.

Hu Zhengqing blushed a bit: "Actually, what I mean is, since you can heal the old man's old injuries, then my injury should also be easily healed!"

"It's very simple." Zhou Yang spread his hands.

"Then help me take a look." Hu Zhengqing said with a mean smile, "It was my fault before, so I was also out of caution, which is also human nature."

"Look, it's not impossible!"

Zhou Yang lifted his chin and said solemnly: "It was Hu Yong who bought the management rights of one of the slum areas in exchange for saving your old man. I promise that I have already suffered a bit. You can't let me continue to suffer!"

Hu Zhengqing was stunned for a moment, the management rights of the slums were worth hundreds of millions, even though it was impossible to give all of the hundreds of millions of money to Zhou Yang, at least tens of millions would be in his hands.

He even said that he was at a disadvantage?

Of course, to bring the old man back to life, that tens of millions is nothing to Nuoda's Hu family.

As for the meaning of Zhou Yang's words, Hu Zhengqing, as a businessman, was extremely clear.

The eyeballs rolled around and stretched out five fingers: "50!"

"Then you are really cheap!" Zhou Yang sneered: "Your father is worth tens of millions, but you are only worth 50!"

"This……"

Hu Zhengqing scratched his head, how could he admit it.

After all, he is also the famous Mr. Hu in Yun City!
Two of the five fingers retracted: "300 million!"

"500 million." Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Okay!" Hu Zhengqing shouted downstairs: "Xiaolin, go to my wallet and get the second bank card."

There was a reply from below, and after a while, a girl who looked like a nanny came up and handed the bank card to Hu Zhengqing.

Hu Zhengqing handed it to Zhou Yang: "This card contains 500 million yuan, as long as you cure me, you can also ask for follow-up conditions!"

Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to take the bank card: "Tomorrow morning, I will wait for you at the Taiming billiard hall in the slum, and then you will come to me."

"No problem!" Hu Zhengqing was not in a hurry, after all, he saw Zhou Yang heal his father with his own eyes.

After a while, there was a sound of cursing in the room.

"Xiaoyong, are you fucking farting? Why is my room so smelly!"

"Grandpa, I've been wronged!" Hu Yong had a look of grievance. He bathed the old man just after Zhou Yang went out. The old man is clean now, but he still smells like mud.

"Go, go, go take a shower!" The old man cursed and shouted outside: "Young friend Zhou Yang is outside the door?"

"Old man, are you looking for me?" Zhou Yang walked in and smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)