When Jiang Beichen shot, Bai Bingbing's life was naturally saved.

A set of Tianmen stitches rescued Bai Bingbing from death.

When the needle was first placed in Jiang Beichen, Chen Hesong was somewhat disdainful.

But when he saw Jiang Beichen's needles, he was completely petrified.

Where did he think that Jiang Beichen used Qi Yuzhen, almost like the one in the movie, with special effects! Moreover, the needle method Jiang Beichen uses is very similar to the legendary 13 needles of Guimen! This is a resurrection needle technique, if there is no inheritance, how can it be made.

Chen Hesong was completely convinced.

After Jiang Beichen closed the needle.

Chen Hesong honestly apologized to Jiang Beichen.

"Doctor Jiang, it's an old man who has no eyes and offended Mr. Jiang. Please forgive me!"

The centenarian, with a face full of guilt, now knows that there is a sky outside the sky and there are people outside the world.

Jiang Beichen thought that the other party was also a happier person for a century, and he didn't want to say much, he didn't even bother to say a word of irony.

Chen Hesong was even more ashamed. He resigned from the position of honorary president of the Chinese Medicine Association on the spot and decided to give it to Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen didn't care about this insignificant name, and knew that this old man was just looking for a step down, which was considered silent.

Naturally, Chen Hesong didn't have the face to stay any longer, and rushed back to Yanjing overnight, and declared that he would not practice medicine any more and he would be completely retired.

Old Chen's departure was just an episode.

Everyone's attention is still on Bai Bingbing.

Bai Bingbing's physical signs had stabilized, but did not wake up, because of the remaining poison, he fell into a deep sleep.

If it weren't for the holy antidote, it would be difficult to wake up again.

"Doctor Jiang, if you talk about detoxification medicinal materials, I am afraid that it is snow lotus. It is just that Miss Bai's disease is extremely special. I am afraid that it is not a thousand years of snow lotus that can not clean the remaining poison in her body!"

Liu Ru said helplessly.

Although people have been saved, what is the point if they can't wake up.

It's just that the thousand-year-old snow lotus is very scarce in recent years, and it hasn't been seen in the world for many years. To find the thousand-year snow lotus, I am afraid that the difficulty is no less than to come back to life.

"Doctor Jiang, we had a medical team before. When we visited Kunlun Mountain, some people had seen snow lotus for a thousand years. It was just that conditions did not allow it and no snow lotus was picked. Taking great risks, it is even more difficult to get it back!"

Liu Chenglin suddenly told such a news.

"You said someone has seen a thousand-year-old snow lotus in Kunlun?"

Jiang Beichen frowned slightly.

Recently, this medicinal material is too important to him, not only Bai Bingbing, if you want to wake up Zhao Qiangwei, you must also use a thousand-year-old snow lotus.

"Yes, Dr. Jiang, our medical team did see it, and recently we are planning to hire some martial arts people to go with them. They want to pick some rare medicinal materials for genetic research. Maybe this time they might be picked back!"

Liu Chenglin said truthfully.

"Are you a martial artist?"

Jiang Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's better to add me, because I just want to go to Kunlun to find medicine!"

"What, you want to go too?"

When Liu Ru heard this, he shook his head vigorously.

"Doctor Jiang, the environment in Kunlun is too bad, and there are so many weird things, just let the medical team investigate, you don't want to go!"

"Yes, just ask others to go, so don't take the risk!"

Liu Chenglin also nodded frequently.

Physician Jiang is a master of medical skills, a treasure of the entire medical world, they naturally don't want Jiang Beichen to have trouble.

"This is what I decided long ago. I must go to Kunlun on this trip, so don't stop it!"

Jiang Beichen insisted.

In fact, he didn't need to go with the medical team, but the medical team had discovered the Thousand Years of Snow Lotus before, which was troublesome for him to look for.

After all, the Thousand Years of Snow Lotus is really hard to come across. Before, Zhao Qun also sent a few waves of brothers to Kunlun, but nothing was gained.

If you travel with the medical team, I am afraid it will save a lot of trouble.

As for the two Dean Liu, seeing Jiang Beichen's persistence, naturally they couldn't say anything.

In fact, they all knew that Dr. Jiang was also a master of martial arts, and maybe he would really gain something in Kunlun this time.

After all, Kunlun is too mysterious. It is said that there are immortal medicines. If the longevity gene can be researched, it is definitely the gospel of mankind.

Seeing Bai Bingbing's condition stabilized, Jiang Beichen left the hospital.

After returning to the villa complex, he began to take a seat, and Tianmen Thirteen was very expensive for him.

The cold toxin is showing signs of attack again, and the whole body is also black, and the magic power surges upwards.

If he doesn't restrain himself, he doesn't know what demon will become.

Dare to indulge for a moment! Jiang Beichen smiled bitterly. At the beginning, he practiced magic arts only to subdue Jin Chan. Now Jin Chan is stable, but he may become enchanted at any time.

It is said that the ancestor witch can smash the void in the end by practicing the golden cicada.

Now that he has Jin Chan, he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Jiang Beichen received a call.

It was Lang Lang who came here.

It turns out that today is Langlang's concert, and I hope Jiang Beichen can participate as a guest.

And in the end, I hope to play a piece with Jiang Beichen, which is the Dutch Marseille that we studied together last time.

This is somewhat of a competition on the same stage, wanting to challenge the meaning.

For Langlang, Jiang Beichen still appreciates it very much. Since they have invited him, the face is naturally given, even if he agrees to the other party's request.

After breakfast, Zhao Qun prepared a car, and the two went straight to the Vienna Theater.

The previous manager in Vienna was replaced. This time Jiang Beichen was not blocked in the slightest. After all, Lang Lang had already ordered in advance, and the new manager directly invited Jiang Beichen to the backstage.

In the guest room backstage, Jiang Beichen saw Lang Lang. Lang Lang was wearing a suit and bow tie today.

Among all the piano masters, Lang Lang is undoubtedly a star. After all, he is not very young, he is young and promising, and coupled with his handsome appearance, he has received a lot of advertisements in recent years.

However, Lang Lang has not been disturbed by these false names. Over the years, he has continued to practice piano every day and held concerts frequently. Coupled with the several times of discussions with Jiang Beichen during this period, his progress has been considerable.

And while the two were talking, Lang Lang's assistant walked in and whispered a few words in Lang Lang's ear.

"Okay, let me know, let him do it last, don't disturb me and Master Jiang's performance!"

Lang Lang said impatiently.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, the sponsor made a request to me. A young man from a family is going to propose to a lady on the spot when the last Marseille is the last song. I wonder if you mind?"

Lang Lang looked embarrassed.

I am afraid that Jiang Beichen thinks this is disrespectful.

Jiang Beichen smiled and waved his hands: "Proposing marriage, this is a good thing. It is a good thing for us to make a couple of new people. We are also considered to be boundless!"

"Haha! Mr. Jiang joked, but Mr. Jiang, you are really open-minded!"

Lang Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"To tell you the truth, I really hate these so-called family children. In my heart, art is noble and cannot be defiled!"

"However, in this world, these powerful children regard us artists as their tools and have no respect for art at all. This is simply outrageous!"

Lang Lang's tone was a bit indignant.

To be honest, he really doesn't like dealing with those aristocratic children, but Naihe is always approached by people and often invites him to do private performances, but he dare not refuse.

It is really distressing.

"Hehe, people live for the rest of their lives, and they can’t help themselves. These are all normal things. If you want to go further and leave better music, you have to bear the humiliation. !"

Jiang Beichen persuaded lightly.

His remarks were also for Lang Lang's sake.

Through contact, he found that Lang Lang was a little bookish and cynical. This kind of character could easily offend the rich and powerful, and it would be a pity that he would ruin his future at that time.

"Listen to a word, better than read ten years, and be taught!"

Lang Lang smiled and said, this friend is not too old, but he is well versed in the way of life, and he really admires him.

Soon, the concert began.

Jiang Beichen was the last to play, so he waited in the background.

At the scene, no one was absent.

Those who can come to the Lang Lang concert are all the upper class people of the Acropolis.

Even in the VIP seats, most of them are the children of wealthy families.

There is a woman who is particularly conspicuous, with a arrogant figure and well-proportioned body. Her slender hair falls from her shoulders like a waterfall. She is very elegant and eye-catching. Although she wears sunglasses and cannot see her looks, many people still recognize it. Up.

This is not... the big star Fang Yi?

Fortunately, there are high-quality people around, and the concert is about to begin, and no one came forward to accost.

Fang Yi was also distressed. She was dragged over. The company said there was an announcement, but she did not expect to come to the concert.

After all, he is a big star, and it is really uncomfortable to stay in a crowded place.

But at this time, on the stage, elegant music has rang.

Fang Yi's restless heart slowly let go.

These days are indeed very tiring, and occasionally listening to piano music is also good, not to mention that today is the performance of a master she likes better, Lang Lang.

Close your eyes, it's a pleasure.

At this moment, just outside the theater, a handsome man in Chinese had gathered a lot of his men, carrying props non-stop.

There are also balloon ribbons. Seeing this, they are preparing for a grand ceremony.

"Hurry up for this young master, I will not give you a penny if I have delayed my young master's proposal!"

Ye Qingcheng urged anxiously.

He had been preparing for this marriage proposal for many days, and every step was carefully planned. Last night, he was even more excited and didn't sleep all night.

Today, I have to propose to Fang Yi successfully anyway!