Chapter 689

Of course, Ye Tianlong can save Qin Tianhe. He is naturally intelligent and has an exquisite heart. He can learn everything at once.

In Ye Tianlong's words, he had never seen a smart child like himself.

So even though he is only in his early twenties, he is very proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, martial art, Buddhism, and medicine.

He has only studied medicine for only three years, and he has 90% of the old man from Guigu rescued by the river. What is Qin Tianhe's exhaustion at this time?

It was just that he had rescued Qin Tianhe, and he had to consume 20% of his energy. Adding to the energy consumed to save the third aunt, Ye Tianlong was only 50% of his usual state.

In this state, escorting Lin Chenxue to the capital, Ye Tianlong himself felt awkward, but Qin Ziyi and the others were looking forward to it, and he had to act again.

Hearing that Ye Tianlong was able to save his father, Qin Ziyi and the others hurried off immediately and carried Qin Tianhe to the guest room upstairs to let Ye Tianlong feel at ease for treatment.

When Qin Ziyi closed the door, he deliberately picked Ye Tianlong's chin: "Work well, my sister will get a reward another day."

Ye Tianlong looked at the body that exudes the breath of a mature woman, and nodded with little energy, "Okay."

After that, he turned around to treat Qin Tianhe with peace of mind.

Five minutes later, he was busy, ten minutes later, he was still busy, an hour later, he was still busy, two hours...

It took a full two and a half hours before Ye Tianlong stopped his hands. After handling the tail of his hand, he fell on the sofa, his whole body wet, as if he was fished out of the water.

He picked up a cup of cooled tea, drank a clean one, and then muttered to himself: "Why is life so bitter..."

He came to Mingjiang to pick up girls, and now he can save people everywhere.

"Ahem..."

At this moment, Qin Tianhe on the bed suddenly moved, coughed a few times and opened his eyes.

Ye Tianlong got up quickly and brought a bowl of glucose water over: "Old Qin, are you awake? Come, drink some sugar water to replenish energy."

"Young man, I'm trying my best, my spirit is exhausted."

Qin Tianhe drank the glucose water, and then raised a kind smile: "I passed out of a coma, and it lasted from half a month to ten days before I might wake up."

"Even if I wake up, I have to take care of it for three months before I can get out of bed and walk."

"It looks good now. I still feel my limbs are strong. I guess it won't be a problem to get out of bed now."

He said: "Young man, in order to save me, you used the Dingtian Divine Needle again, right? This is very damaging, and you have a heart."

"Old Qin is welcome, just a small effort, don't worry about it."

Ye Tianlong curbed his usual cynicism and responded politely to Qin Tianhe: "Besides, you are Ziyi's father. I should do my best."

"Boy, you are very nice."

Qin Tianhe drank the glucose water: "You are young, skilled in medicine, handsome, and you will lose the centuries-old Dingtian Shenzhen."

"With the rest of the people, even if it is me, the tail is already up to the sky, but you are not arrogant or irritable, not greedy or aggressive, and you can hide."

"The younger generation now rarely has your humility."

Qin Tianhe changed his usual madness: "The ancestors were right. The more raw rice, the more heavy it is."

He also deliberately examined Ye Tianlong's appearance. Ye Tianlong's face was bounded by the tall nose peak, and his eyes flashed with cool brilliance between light and dark.

But for some reason, it gave Qin Tianhe the feeling that this kid could turn into a fire and burn everything into ashes.

He sighed inwardly: This child is definitely not a thing in the pool.

At this moment, Ye Tianlong was smiling softly: "Thank you, Mr. Qin for your praise."

"It's not praise, it's seeking truth from facts."

Qin Tianhe put the porcelain bowl on the cabinet and stared at Ye Tianlong calmly: "I admire you very much. To be honest, I really want you to be my heir."

"But I know that compared to yours, my medical skills are only for my apprenticeship, not for my master's life. You can stop me with a single hand."

Dingtian Shenzhen, the nine-sun magical skill in the medical world, Qin Tianhe has self-knowledge, and his medical skills are good, but he has not reached the realm of life and death.

So his appreciation of Ye Tianlong was not perfunctory. After that, Qin Tianhe said in a low voice: "By the way, what is your master's name?"

Ye Tianlong smiled when he heard the words: "I don't have a master, I picked up a picture album and learned by myself."

Qin Tianhe let out a burst of laughter. He knew that Ye Tianlong didn't tell the truth, but he also knew that he was abrupt, so he shouldn't take the liberty to check people's details like this:

"Excuse me, I can't help myself. I can't help but wonder what kind of person can teach you when I see you, this seedling, this medical skill."

Ye Tianlong was very polite: "Old Qin has praised him. Compared to you, I am a gangster."

Qin Tianhe laughed again, as if he didn't feel tired at all, then he waved his hand: "Tianlong, let's not make a lie."

"I want to tell you something business."

Ye Tianlong looked at Qin Tianhe: "Old Qin, please tell me."

"I want you to treat someone."

Speaking of this person, Qin Tianhe's waist was slightly straight: "A person with a strange disease, more accurate, he can only breathe."

The old man wanted to speak out about his illness, but he hesitated and held back his eyes, looking at Ye Tianlong:

"Before I came back, he almost fell asleep. I tried my best to survive for three days and three nights to keep his breath."

There is guilt, there is helplessness, and there is also a hint of rejoicing. Fortunately, the patient is alive. Guilt can only make him breathe, not completely recover.

He obviously valued and admired the patient very much. When he mentioned the patient, both his expression and eyes became hot and powerful.

Qin Tianhe's face also flashed with the light of an idealist, it seemed that it didn't matter that he was broken to pieces for that person.

Ye Tianlong was infected, and then softly relieved: "Old Qin can keep it once, and it can keep it twice, I believe the patient will be fine."

"I can keep him once, and I can keep him for two months with this tone, but I really don't have the confidence to keep him a second time."

Qin Tianhe showed a touch of exhaustion: "This time, I have tried my best to succeed with half my life."

"Next time, his illness must be more fierce. What shall I do to keep his breath?"

Ye Tianlong knew that Qin Tianhe's medical skills were exquisite, and words of relief would not deceive him, so he said softly, "I don't know what Tianlong can do?"

With a hint of appreciation in Qin Tianhe's eyes, he stretched out his hand and shook Ye Tianlong's palm: "I hope you will meet him."

"I don't know if you can save him, but you will fix the gods, and the medical skills are above me. This is a hope for the patient."

"What's more, all the experts and doctors are helpless now. You can be regarded as a dead horse when you see him."

His words became sincere: "This person is very important to me, and also very important to the country."

"So even if there is only one percent hope of saving him, I will try 100%."

Ye Tianlong felt the warmth in the palm of the old man: "Okay, I promised Mr. Qin that I will meet, but I don't know when is the right time to meet?"

Qin Tianhe pleaded with him like this, and the old man really wanted the patient to live, Ye Tianlong felt that no matter whether he could be saved, he had to do his best.

This was an explanation to the old man, and it was also an explanation to Qin Ziyi.

"Would you agree to meet him? Great, great, I know you have a kind heart, a kind heart."

Hearing Ye Tianlong's promise, Qin Tianhe slapped a spirit with excitement and excitement on his face: "You really didn't disappoint me."

"It stands to reason, I should take you to see him right away, but you saved two people today, and the energy and physical strength were exhausted. At least half a month of rest."

He obviously knows that sharpening the knife and not cutting wood by mistake: "And he can last two months with that tone, so we don't have to rush over."

Qin Tianhe stretched out his finger and counted: "In this way, after half a month, I will look for you, and then I will take you to the capital to see him."

Speaking of meeting him, Qin Tianhe subconsciously took a deep breath, and a certain long-lost emotion throbbed.

The sky is deep and high, and the eagle spreads its wings and hovering, amidst the boundless vastness, that figure is like a god, standing in China, and respected by thousands of people.

"it is good!"

Ye Tianlong agreed, and then he was taken aback: "The patient is in the capital?"

Qin Tianhe smiled and nodded: "Yes, in the capital, still at the highest point..."