The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

It's a big living room, and the living room's all old-fashioned. Especially the wooden furniture, which had been touched by countless people. When placed in the living room, it gave people a feeling that it was as natural as nature itself! It even gave off a faint fragrance.    

    

Yang Qiu secretly praised. What a unique and elegant bearing of an old aristocratic family! Without the accumulation of a hundred and eighty years, No matter how rich you are, you will not have the temperament of a family that is passed down from generation to generation!    

    

Something like bearing. . . But this is not something money can buy!    

    

Ignoring Mother Fu's gaze, Lin Bing hurriedly brought Yang Qiu to her grandfather's bedroom. The bedroom was very simple, and only the yellow pear wood bed was carved with dragons and phoenixes. It was very stylish.    

    

Yang Qiu could not help but nod secretly. This bed was actually made from thousands of years of yellow pears. Although the yellow pears were not valuable in Cultivation Realm, he knew how precious the yellow pears were in Mortal Realm.    

    

Furthermore, the bigger the yellow pears, the more precious they were! Far above purple sandalwood.    

    

A very thin old man was lying on the bed with a brocade blanket covering his body. His face was very pale.    

    

The few people in the room heard the footsteps and turned around to see Lin Bing walking in with a young man whom they did not know. They were all stunned.    

    

One should know that the bedroom of the old master of Lin family was definitely not a place that ordinary people could casually enter. Even the old mansion of Lin family, which was not a direct descendant of the Lin family, had to go through permission to enter, let alone a place like Old Master Lin's bedroom.    

    

A graceful and elegant middle-aged woman first glanced at Yang Qiu, then said in a plain tone.    

    

"Bing Er, you are back. This is. . . "    

    

The middle-aged woman looked to be in her forties. She was dignified and generous. She was wearing a plain cheongsam. A woman of her age was actually wearing the cheongsam. The curves of her body were no less than that of a young woman. She must have been a stunning beauty when she was young.    

    

The woman's hair was coiled behind her head and there was a pearl necklace around her neck. She looked at Lin Bing with a gentle gaze! However, the questioning in her eyes was not concealed at all!    

    

"Mom. This is my. . . Classmate. He. . . He knows medicine. So I. . . "    

    

What kind of person was Yang Qiu? He had long taken the expressions in everyone's eyes into his heart. He bowed slightly to the middle-aged woman and said neither servile nor overbearing,    

    

"Hello, Auntie! I am Yang Qiu, Lin Bing's. . . Friend!"    

    

The middle-aged woman smiled and nodded at Yang Qiu.    

    

"Since it is a doctor invited by Bing Er, there is no need to be polite. Why don't you invite the young doctor to come and take a look first?"    

    

There were a few other people standing in the room. One of them was an old maid, and the other two should be Lin Bing's elders. Yang Qiu did not greet the others and directly walked up. He looked at the old man lying on the bed and touched Old Master Lin's pulse.    

    

His movements were very natural and not pretentious. He had the demeanor of a famous doctor, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.    

    

Everyone was focused on Yang Qiu's face. Lin Bing was even more nervous, and her heart was sweating a little.    

    

Yang Qiu's expression became very strange, and then gradually became serious.    

    

He smiled bitterly in his heart.    

    

He understood that this was a trap.    

    

Of course, the effect of the Heaven Returning Pill didn't lose its effectiveness. Obviously, he was the one who sold the Heaven Returning Pill. He had been discovered by the Lin family, which was why they had come to test him.    

    

He was really stupid. The card number he had left behind was from his ID card. The Lin family could easily find out about it. Besides, the old man's identity was that of the previous generation's leader of the Green Gang. How could he take medicine so casually?    

    

It turned out that Lin Bing had been acting with him all this time.    

    

He looked at the 'anxious' Lin Bing and then looked at the other people with different expressions. Before he could say anything, Lin Bing said with a sobbing tone.    

    

"Yang Qiu, is my grandfather. . . You must save him!"    

    

Acting, continue acting.    

    

Yang Qiu put down the old man's hand and comforted him with a smile.    

    

"Don't worry, it's fine. "    

    

However, he was not at ease.    

    

Even if Old Master Lin had eaten the Heaven Returning Pill, he still had matters to attend to. Not only did he have matters to attend to, it was also a big matter.    

    

Obviously, for some unknown reason, when Old Master Lin was young, he had suffered severe injuries on the brink of death many times. These injuries seemed to have been healed at that time, but they had repeatedly suffered serious injuries. Over the course of time, the old man's life force had long been cut off.    

    

The reason why it had been delayed until now was partly because the old man's willpower was strong. And it was because he had recuperated well. If it was an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.    

    

The main reason was that his Heaven Returning Pill was hanging on to his last chance of survival.    

    

When Yang Qiu took the old man's pulse, he was actually using his own Spiritual Power to carefully scan the old man's body.    

    

If he wanted to recover from this kind of injury, it was impossible to rely on modern medicine. And the pills in his hands now were mostly used to prolong his life. They were not meant to prolong one's life. Furthermore, Even in the Cultivation Realm, the pills that could extend one's life force. . . They were all very valuable items. He could actually refine such pills. . . However, he currently did not have enough Spiritual Powers. Moreover, he did not have pills to refine Pill Furnaces.    

    

Refining Pill Furnaces to refine pills, without Pill Furnaces. . . S?    

    

The pills he refined could not be considered true Spiritual Powers. They were merely half-finished products that were mixed together with Spiritual Powers.    

    

The only way was to send some Spiritual Powers into Old Master Lin's body from time to time. This would continue his life until he could refine the pills that could prolong his life.    

    

But in this way, what he had to pay was the most important Spiritual Power to him.    

    

Spiritual Power, what he lacked the most right now was Spiritual Power. Furthermore, cultivating this thing was like sailing against the current. If he didn't advance, he would fall back. He only had cultivation techniques, but he didn't have enough cultivation resources. It was just like cultivating a Spiritual Power. He was like a big man. You wanted him to work, but you could not eat. Where did he get the strength?    

    

Thinking of this, Yang Qiu couldn't help but frown.    

    

Should he be saved?    

    

He smiled bitterly and thought to himself, 'Isn't it nonsense to say such words at this time?'    

    

Thinking of this, he ordered:    

    

"Go and bring a bowl of warm water!"    

    

Mother Fu immediately agreed and ran out. The other people in the room looked at Yang Qiu curiously, waiting for his next move.    

    

Soon, Mother Fu brought a bowl of warm water. Yang Qiu had his back to everyone. He opened his hand and covered the bowl with one hand. He quickly took out a pill from the Storage Ring and melted it in the water. Then he turned around and said:    

    

"Help the old man up. Two middle-aged men walked over suspiciously. One of them had a sharp look in his eyes.    

    

Yang Qiu understood what his eyes meant and said with a smile.    

    

" Don't worry. Drink this bowl of water. I guarantee that the old man will wake up! "    

    

Yang Qiu held the bowl in one hand and made a strange pose with his other hand. He then moved his index finger around the bowl a few times, lowered his head, and muttered something in his mouth. His posture was like that of a fraud.    

    

When they saw Yang Qiu's actions, everyone was not looking at Yang Qiu, but Lin Bing.