My Tik Tok Connects the Three Realms

Upon seeing this, Wang Cheng's expression remained unchanged, but he was ready to give the opponent a fatal blow!

"Fuck him!" Zhou Xuehai yelled and slapped Wang Cheng.

"Presumptuous!" However, just as Zhou Xuehai was about to besiege Wang Cheng, an angry shout suddenly came from outside the cafe.

Zhou Xuehai was taken aback, and the next second he watched Miao Renjie, An Furong, Zhang Fengxiang and others walk in...

Chapter 72

"Miao Lao...an...an old man!"

Seeing the crowd entering, Zhou Xuehai stayed in a daze.

Forget Miao Renjie, An Furong, the boss of Nancheng jewelry industry, why did he come?

Just when Zhou Xuehai's heart was shocked, a scene that made him feel terrified happened.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Wang Cheng?" I saw that An Furong came to Wang Cheng with a look of hope and asked cautiously.

"My Nima, Elder An is talking to this rubbish like this!" Zhou Xuehai trembled, only feeling a basin of cold water poured on him, and the chill reached his bone marrow.

Who is An Furong?As a Zhou family in the jewelry industry, it couldn’t be clearer!

But now, An Furong stood in front of Wang Cheng respectfully.

"It's me, are you?" Wang Cheng said, looking at An Furong suspiciously.

"Mr. Wang, this is An Lingrong's father, Mr. An Furong." At this moment, Miao Renjie squeezed from the crowd and said quickly.

"It turned out to be Elder An!" Wang Cheng hurriedly stood up and shouted respectfully.

"Mr. Wang is polite, you are polite!" An Furong waved his hand quickly, then he turned his head and glared at An Yuetai: "I can't come to apologize to Mr. Wang!"

Feeling his father's gaze, An Yuetai, although reluctant in his heart, came to Wang Cheng and opened his mouth before saying, "Yes... I'm sorry!"

"Mr. Wang, Yuetai has no intention of offending you, and please don't care about him in general!" At this moment, An Furong said with a hint of pleading on the side.

"Mr. Wang, can you really save Lingrong?" Miao Renjie couldn't help asking at this moment.

Wang Cheng shook his head, he was not sure, "I'm not sure, but you can try it."

"Well, well, as long as you can save the mausoleum, Mr. Wang, I will promise you what you ask!" An Furong nodded after hearing this, and said hurriedly.

"It's not too late, shall we go now?" Zhang Fengxiang said quickly when he saw this.

Saving people is like fighting a fire, without delay.

"Yes, Mr. Wang, do you have time now?" An Furong nodded and asked Wang Cheng.

"Let's go."

Wang Cheng said, he glanced at Zhou Xuehai who was standing by: "Please let me."

"okay."

Zhou Xuehai was taken aback when he heard the words, then he shivered in the next second, and quickly stepped aside.

Upon seeing this, An Furong glanced at Zhou Xuehai, and left a cold sentence: "Zhou Yu's son?"

Without waiting for Zhou Xuehai's answer, An Furong and Wang Cheng hurried to Jishi Hospital.

At this moment, Zhou Xuehai and a group of his brothers stood there like clay sculptures.

"He... doesn't he know us?" someone asked in a low voice.

"I should only know Zhou Xuehai."

"My Nima, don't leave yet, wait for others to retaliate?"

As soon as this remark came out, the young people all disappeared like rabbits!

"Wang Cheng, isn't he a waste to eat soft rice?" Zhou Xuehai muttered to himself in place, recalling the question that An Furong had just given, and he felt cold.

It's over...

At this moment, Wang Cheng and his party hurried to the emergency room.

"Mr. Wang, Ling Rong's life is up to you!" An Furong looked at Wang Cheng hopefully, his wrinkled hands trembling slightly at this moment.

"Hmph, even a god can't save a dead person! I really don't know how my father believed in this kid's evil!" On the side, An Yuetai looked at Wang Cheng with an ugly expression on his face.

Even Miao Renjie said that there is no way to save people, Wang Cheng is a nasty kid who has no medical ethics at all, what can he do?

"Mr. Wang, An Lingrong's vital signs have completely disappeared. Can this situation really be saved?" Miao Renjie came to Wang Cheng and asked with some doubts.

Hearing this, Wang Cheng put away the phone, his curled fist suddenly clenched.

"I'm not very sure, but I always have to try it." Then, Wang Cheng came to An Lingrong.

Feeling the cold body of the other party and the heart of sudden arrest, Wang Cheng took out the silver needle and pretended to stick a few acupuncture points.

"Thanks to the sky and the golden needle to explore the acupoints, Mr. Wang has already used these two magic skills so well! God!" Seeing Wang Cheng's technique, Miao Renjie exclaimed again and again.

He now somewhat believed that Wang Cheng could really save An Lingrong.

"Explore the sky...the golden needle probe the acupoint...Miao Lao, are you sure that Mr. Wang used these two tricks?" On the side, hearing Miao Renjie's words, An Furong was shocked and asked excitedly.

After spending so long on the rivers and lakes, he has naturally heard of the sky-exploring hand and the golden needle detector.

That is the legendary magical skill!

"There is absolutely nothing wrong." Miao Renjie replied decisively.

"Great, great! Lingrong is saved!" An Furong clenched his fists excitedly and muttered to himself after receiving a positive answer from Miao Renjie.

"about there."

At this time, after Wang Cheng had several stitches in succession, he felt almost the same.

He stepped forward, one hand pointed to An Lingrong's waist, and then he held the Huihun Pill and pressed it on An Lingrong's mouth.

At this time, Wang Cheng used the secret method of qi-watching, and he clearly saw the soul-returning pill melt in Anling's mouth, flow into the body along the throat, and fill the whole body in the next second.

"Do your best, obey the fate!"

Wang Cheng did not dare to guarantee that An Lingrong would survive.

"Mr. Wang, how about it? Is it all right?"

Seeing Wang Cheng stopped, Miao Renjie and others quickly surrounded him and asked eagerly.

"It's still unsure." Wang Cheng shook his head, and now no one dared to pack tickets.

"Hmph, I said he is a quack, you still don't believe it!" At this moment, An Yuetai couldn't help but shouted angrily.

Wang Cheng was pretending to be a ghost over there, his father and Miao Lao unexpectedly applauded, An Yuetai felt unhappy in her heart.

"You didn't see that when I came in, this kid was actually taking pictures of Lingrong with his mobile phone! You said, can such a person be reliable?" An Yuetai said again.

"..." Hearing this, everyone looked at Wang Cheng with weird expressions.

In the face of everyone's gaze, Wang Cheng touched his nose awkwardly.

He couldn't say that he was retrieving the soul pill from the phone!

"Hmph, have nothing to say? This kid is a liar!" Seeing Wang Cheng had nothing to say, An Yuetai sneered and said triumphantly.

"Mr. Yuetai, Mr. Wang's aging medical skills can still be guaranteed, I think it's better to wait and see." At this time, the Miao people came to the end.

"Humph!" An Yuetai glanced at Wang Cheng coldly and snorted coldly.

At this time, the expression on An Furong's face became solemn, not as hopeful as before.

Wang Cheng, after all, is still too young to perform miracles.

Everyone was silent, and the emergency room was dead.

Ten minutes passed, An Lingrong showed no signs of awakening.

Twenty minutes later, An Lingrong remained silent.

At this moment, An Furong's face had turned pale, and he shook his head disappointedly: "Oh, this is fate!"

"Hmph, I see Ling Rong's death, this kid will bear the main responsibility!" An Yuetai pointed at Wang Cheng and said coldly!

Swipe...

Hearing this, everyone looked at Wang Cheng in unison.

"Don't be fooling around, Mr. Wang has done his best!" An Furong shook his head and yelled.

However, An Yuetai sneered and walked to Wang Cheng: "Boy, I just ask you one question, don't you have the slightest guilt in your heart for the death of Lingrong?"

Facing An Yuetai's questioning, Wang Cheng frowned slightly: "I..."

At this moment, he was indeed a little guilty about An Lingrong, and he should insist on giving An Lingrong the soul-returning pill back then!

"You see, he recognizes this kid himself!" Seeing that the corner of An Yuetai's mouth turned up, he let out a cold cry.

At this moment, An Yuetai, who was furious, raised his fist and was about to beat Wang Cheng.

However, just as he raised his fist, a low voice sounded over the emergency room:

"Where is this...?"

Chapter 73

At this moment, the expressions of everyone in the emergency room were extremely solemn, and An Yuetai in anger raised his fists and was about to beat Wang Cheng.

However, at this moment, a low voice sounded over the emergency room.

Swipe...

Hearing this, everyone looked at a place in unison, and the next second they were pleasantly surprised to find that An Lingrong, who had already lost his breath, slowly opened his eyes.

"Lingrong, you are awake! How are you feeling now?" At this moment, An Furong walked over after the surprise, took her daughter's hand, and said excitedly.

"Dad, why are you here?" On the operating table, An Lingrong asked weakly looking at the tearful An Furong.

"This..." Miao Renjie and Zhang Fengxiang widened his eyes and looked at An Lingrong who was talking in disbelief.

A person who was already dead was actually saved!

Thinking in his heart, Miao Renjie stepped forward quickly, resting one hand on An Lingrong's pulse.

"It's no different from a normal person!" In the next second, Miao Renjie felt a hint of horror. He only felt that his scalp was numb, and his cold hair suddenly started to appear.

At this moment, An Lingrong, various body functions, pulse and heartbeat, turned out to be the same as normal people!

Before, she was already dead!

"Unbelievable, it's unbelievable!" muttered to himself, the shocked Miao Renjie had even forgotten the hand on An Lingrong's wrist.

"Mr. Wang, you are really a genius doctor!" At this moment, An Furong turned to look at Wang Cheng and said with great gratitude.

"Go ahead, no matter what request, I will promise you An Furong!" Then An Furong said proudly.

At this moment, watching An Lingrong who was sober, Wang Cheng was also relieved.When he heard An Furong's words, he waved his hands repeatedly:

"No, Ling Rong helped me a lot before."

"Good, good, good! The genius doctor Wang is so bold and admirable!"

An Furong was very surprised by Wang Cheng's refusal.You know, his influence in Haicheng is not weaker than that of Youjia in Nancheng.

How many people have sharpened their heads and want to have a relationship with Anjia!However, Wang Cheng directly rejected An Furong's kindness.

"Rising from the dead, Mr. Wang deserves the title of genius doctor!" Miao Renjie turned around, came to Wang Cheng, and bowed.

In his heart, the title of genius doctor is sacred!But now, Wang Cheng is worthy of the title "genius doctor"!

"Miao Lao is serious, and I am also lucky and ran into it!" Wang Cheng waved his hand and said modestly.

This is the magic of Huihun Pill, he doesn't dare to be greedy for merit.

On the side, watching everyone grateful and worshiping Wang Cheng, An Yuetai's expression was pleasantly surprised and ugly, and finally bowed deeply: "Yes... I'm sorry! I was just too impulsive!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Cheng stepped forward and helped An Yuetai up: "I can understand your mood, it doesn't matter."

"Thank you!" Seeing that Wang Cheng didn't mean to blame, An Yuetai was extremely grateful, and said again.