C125 Sick
C125 Sick
Faang Yang gave Lee Shan a death order. If anyone came to cause trouble again, he would use a metal rod to treat them. After the fight was over, he would call the police and sue them for trespassing and armed robbery.
To deal with this kind of people, he had to be ruthless to the end. Otherwise, if he gave them some light, they would be brilliant.
Regarding the matters of the Yangming Club, Cao Miaoyu had full authority to handle it. She and Yao Di's team had quite a tacit understanding. After cleaning up the rubbish at the door, the project was going on like a raging fire. There was no need for Faang Yang to worry about it at all.
Faang Yang really did not have the time to take care of the Yangming Club. The research of the Super Battery was at a crucial point, and he had reached many agreements with the Red Star Machinery Factory.
Currently, Faang Yang was in a terrible situation, and he wished he could have a few people to work with.
A few muffled buzzing sounds could be heard, and it was the ringing of his phone.
Faang Yang was on his way to Red Star Machinery Factory. He glanced at the name on the monitor and pressed the Bluetooth headset. "Shen Xin, what's wrong?"
"Where are you? Tongtong is unconscious. My dad asked you to come over immediately! " Shen Xin said anxiously over the phone.
Faang Yang frowned. He knew Shen Tong's illness. Her lifeline was surrounded by a Black Auras, as if she had been cursed.
"I am in River Song. I will be there in 15 minutes." After Faang Yang finished speaking, he suddenly turned the steering wheel. At the same time, he stepped on the accelerator to the end. Good fellow, he had directly surpassed the Mercedes-Benz GLE in front of him.
There were four young men sitting in the Mercedes-Benz. The driver looked up and did not say anything. However, the girl in the passenger seat was unhappy. "Zhu Feng, can you do it? Didn't you see that someone overrode the Mercedes-Benz?"
"Brother Feng, your Mercedes-Benz is not even as good as the Jetta!" The two young men in the back seat also joined in the commotion.
Zhu Feng's face darkened and he could not hang on any longer. He immediately switched on his sports mode and slammed on the accelerator as he dashed out.
It was ten o'clock in the morning. The main road of Songjiang City was filled with people. Two cars were chasing each other, overtaking each other.
At first, Faang Yang did not notice, but after looking through the rearview mirror, he found that the Mercedes-Benz was very close to him, as if it wanted to compete with him.
However, Faang Yang did not have the time to play with him. Shen Tong was still waiting for him to save her. He stepped on the accelerator and passed two beautiful short-distance cars in a row. The moment he calculated the change of the signal light, he rushed past the crossroad with a swoosh.
An ear piercing sound of the brakes rang through the air. Then, there was a loud sound. The Mercedes-Benz could not stop and an accident happened.
All the airbags in the car popped out. The girl in the passenger seat fainted on the spot. The accident caused the entire road to be paralyzed. Fortunately, there were no casualties.
However, Faang Yang didn't know about this at all. He quickly drove to Shen Xin's villa and didn't even have time to lock the car. He quickly ran in.
"Where is he?" Faang Yang took off his clothes as he walked and asked Shen Xin to take her to Shen Tong's bedroom.
In the bedroom, Shen Tong was in a coma. Her whole body was boiling. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat and her eyelashes were shaking. She seemed to be having a nightmare.
"Faang Yang, you are here." Shen Furong seemed to be calm, but it was just an illusion. His face was pale and his eyes were full of worry. He held Shen Tong's hand and refused to leave.
"Dad, didn't you say that Faang Yang could cure Tongtong? Now that he is here, tell me!" Shen Xin looked very excited. He was going to call a doctor. However, he was stopped by Shen Furong. He only said to call Faang Yang over. He was the only one who could save Shen Tong's life in the huge Longjiang Province.
Faang Yang looked at Shen Furong and thought that he must know something. However, he didn't have the time to ask him. He had to take a look at Shen Tong first.
The vision of the Golden Eye was switched on. The line of baleful qi and the line of deathly qi instantly lunged at Faang Yang. They were like two alligators with their mouths wide open.
"F * ck! It's so serious!" Faang Yang was shocked and took a step back. However, he then stretched out his hand and drew a line in the air. The spiritual energy in his Dantian immediately turned into two huge nets and grabbed the evil mouths of the two crocodiles.
At this time, Shen Tong's luck could only be described as miserable. The lifeline was completely covered by the Death Qi line and there was only a trace of red light.
The situation was not optimistic. These two crocodiles were too powerful. They had almost devoured all of Shen Tong's life force. At the current rate, in less than a week, Shen Tong would undoubtedly die.
Faang Yang's expression was ugly. This matter was a bit difficult to deal with! He put away the Golden Eye and looked at Shen Furong with an inquiring expression.
"Faang Yang, how is it? Is there still hope for my sister? Pui! Pui! Pui! Tongtong is definitely fine! " Shen Xin grabbed Faang Yang's arm with an excited expression.
Faang Yang pulled Shen Xin's hand away and comforted him, "Don't worry, let me think about it."
"Master, young master, why don't we go to the hospital?" The servants had a good relationship with Shen Tong. A few of them had tears on their faces and felt very uncomfortable.
Shen Furong waved his hand and asked the servants to leave. Only the father and son and Faang Yang were left in the room.
"Dad, if we don't go to the hospital soon, it will be too late." Shen Xin was still very worried. Most importantly, he did not know what his father was up to.
It was true that Faang Yang knew Feng Shui, but he did not know how to treat illnesses. He thought, at this critical juncture, should we reject science and believe in superstitious beliefs?
"This matter really cannot be solved by the hospital. Director Shen, Shen Tong must have been cursed. Did you offend someone when you were young?" Faang Yang spread his hands and waited for Shen Furong.
The geomancy technique was similar to a doctor's. They both needed to look and ask. To put it bluntly, they needed to know some basic situations so that they could get a better grasp of the situation faster and more accurately.
Shen Furong smiled bitterly and said, "That's right. I offended a Geomantic Omen Master like you. Son, go to my study room and bring the gray cloth that is used as a cushion."
Fifteen years ago, Shen Furong helped a beggar and obtained a gray cloth with a dragon-shaped pattern. The beggar told him to leave this cloth at home, and then he would be able to enjoy riches and riches again. However, if someone came looking for it, he had to give it to that person. Otherwise, he would be cursed, and there would definitely be people in his family who would not live up to 20 years old.
"That person came, and you didn't return him?" Faang Yang smiled bitterly. In his heart, it was also greed. If he did not do it, he would not die.
Shen Furong sighed and continued, "He came, dressed in linen clothes. I was blinded by greed and chased him away. He walked around my house for three days, then left a pile of yellow paper on the ground. Later on, I found out that the person was a fortune teller from the Three Bloodlines and One Sect, the linen-clothed branch. Those three days were to cast a curse on Shen Tong. By the time I found out, it was already too late. "
Faang Yang and Shen Xin had known each other for a while and had never thought that there would be such a story.
"I thought Tongtong would die for sure, but that old beggar came back ten years ago. He said that he was a Daoist from Azure City Mountain and took thirty percent of my fortune to give me a divination." Speaking of this, Shen Furong looked at Faang Yang.
Faang Yang was stunned for a moment. He could not believe it. "Did that old Taoist divine me?"