Jiang Ran closed his eyes and fell down just like that.
"Brother Ran!" At the side, the little brother was so scared that the book in his hand fell. He immediately went forward and supported Jiang Ran in time, "Brother Ran, are you alright?"
Jiang Ran closed his eyes tightly, large drops of sweat appearing on his forehead, his face alternating between white and red.
At the same time, his body temperature was also changing.
One moment it was extremely cold, the next moment it was extremely hot.
The little brother supported him and felt that it was burning his hand. He was at a loss for what to do.
Xiu Yu immediately stepped forward and placed her finger on Jiang Ran's pulse. Her expression instantly changed, "Not good, his inner strength is in chaos."
The ancient martial arts world was sealed off from the outside world.
The ancient martial arts world would not announce how to cultivate ancient martial arts to the public.
However, what was certain was that not everyone could cultivate ancient martial arts. It depended on talent.
If one's talent was not good enough, forcefully cultivating ancient martial arts would only lead to death.
Therefore, generally speaking, ancient martial artists would only marry ancient martial artists.
This way, the chances of a talented ancient martial artist being born in the future would be higher.
However, Jiang Ran was an exception.
His father was an extremely powerful ancient martial artist, but Jiang Huapin was an ordinary person.
Jiang Ran's talent in ancient martial arts was very high, but his physique could not compare to people whose parents were both ancient martial artists.
Therefore, from time to time, the inner strength in Jiang Ran's body would riot.
This kind of riot affected his personality, causing his temper to become very irritable.
This was also why he had to take medicine to suppress his inner strength.
Xiu Yu did not have the talent to cultivate ancient martial arts. She was not an ancient martial artist, but she had always known that Jiang Ran's body had such a problem.
She followed the transfer to Qing Zhi's Class 19. Other than because of the Xiu family, she was also looking at Jiang Ran.
But this time, the inner strength in Jiang Ran's body was in chaos, and it exceeded Xiu Yu's imagination.
She quickly stuffed the medicine that Jiang Ran had been taking into his mouth, but it had no effect.
Medicine was three times poisonous.
If one ate too much medicine, their body would produce antibodies.
Therefore, the Family Meng sent medicine to Jiang Ran, and every once in a while, a new medicine would be produced.
Jiang Ran had almost recovered during this period of time, why did such a thing suddenly happen?
Ying Zijin also walked over and quickly pressed an acupoint on Jiang Ran's shoulder.
Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly as she said indifferently, "It's a riot. If we don't treat it in time, the blood vessels will burst. Let's go to the infirmary first. We can't do it here."
Xiu Yu was stunned. "Papa YIng?"
She had not told Ying Zijin about the ancient martial arts world.
That was because the rules of the ancient martial arts world were too different from those of other places. They relied on their fists and strength to speak.
In this way, the ancient martial arts world was also very chaotic. Killing and robbing were common occurrences.
It wasn't a good thing to be tainted with it.
Once the secret of the ancient martial arts was leaked, some ferocious ancient martial arts practitioners would kill outsiders who knew the secret of the ancient martial arts at all costs.
"Let's go. Ying Zijin pressed several other acupoints on Jiang Ran's body. "It's okay. Don't worry. I can save him."
Jiang Ran's current situation was very bad. Xiu Yu could only suppress her confusion.
She had always trusted Ying Zijin, so she and her underling carried Jiang Ran to the infirmary.
It was lunch break at this time. There was only one nurse on duty in the infirmary.
After they used an excuse to get the nurse to leave, they put Jiang Ran on the bed.
"Go out and guard." Xiu Yu said, "Don't let anyone in."
The underling nodded with red eyes. He went out and guarded the door.
Only then did Ying Zijin take out the golden needles that she always carried with her.
She put on disposable gloves. After disinfecting the golden needles, she began to insert them into Jiang Ran's acupoints one by one.
Ying Zijin's eyes narrowed slightly.
Actually, there were some things that the ancient martial arts practitioners of today were not clear about.
A long time ago, there was no such thing as an ancient martial arts practitioner in Hua. There was also no such thing as inner strength.
When she first came to Earth, she changed her cultivation method in the spiritual cultivation world. She wrote the first ancient book and gave it to her disciple.
The disciple she took in was sent to someone else. After that, she did not care about it anymore.
Ying Zijin did this because she was really too bored at that time. She wanted to try and see if she could let the people on Earth cultivate as well.
In the end, she succeeded.
However, because the cultivation method was not perfect, when ancient martial arts practitioners first appeared, it was very common for their inner strength to go berserk.
However, as the cultivation method was perfected, such situations became rarer and rarer.
Therefore, the number of ancient doctors that could treat this aspect was also decreasing. After all, there was no use for them.
Ying Zijin did not know if there were any left now.
Taking medicine was not a long-term solution. It could only be temporarily suppressed and could not be cured.
It had to be solved from the root.
Ying Zijin inserted the needles one after another. Her technique was very stable.
Xiu Yu watched from the side and felt that the door to a new world had opened.
Their Papa YIng was also an ancient doctor?!
At this moment, a cell phone suddenly rang. The sound came from Jiang Ran's pocket.
"It's okay." Ying Zijin saw Xiu Yu's hesitation. She slowly inserted another needle into Jiang Ran's head. "Take it. It won't affect me."
Xiu Yu then went forward, took the cell phone out of Jiang Ran's pocket, and picked it up.
A man's voice came from the other end. "Xiao Ran."
Xiu Yu knew that this was Jiang Ran's father. "Uncle Ling, it's me, Xiu Yu."
"Xiao Yu?" Ling Zhonglou was slightly stunned, but he quickly got to the point. "Did Xiao Ran's inner strength go berserk again? Did he take medicine? How's the situation? I'll go over immediately. "
"Jiang Ran, he —" Xiu Yu glanced at Jiang Ran, who was lying on the bed. Seeing that his breathing had returned to normal, she said, "He's fine. He's asleep. When he wakes up later, I'll ask him to call you, uncle."
**
At the same time, in the ancient martial arts world.
Ling family.
Ling Zhonglou heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the radio waves on the instrument had returned to their original state.
He and Jiang Huapin had installed a chip on Jiang Ran's watch in order to monitor Jiang Ran's body.
Just now, the radio waves on the instrument were jumping crazily, emitting a "beep beep beep" warning.
This proved that the inner strength in Jiang Ran's body had gone berserk for the first time.
Ling Zhonglou was extremely anxious.
But the strange thing was that not long after, the radio waves gradually calmed down until they returned to normal.
This was simply inconceivable.
"Brat couldn't have been saved by some expert, right?" Ling Zhonglou muttered, "Who can stand his bad temper?"
Jiang Ran's inner strength had gone berserk for a long time.
At that time, he had sent Jiang Ran to the ancient medicine world, and the ancient medicine there had said that there was nothing he could do.
Ling Zhonglou was deep in thought when his phone rang.
He had given Jiang Ran permission, so Jiang Ran was able to contact him.
On the other end of the phone, Jiang Ran was still very strong. "I'm fine, I just went to the gates of hell. I'm really fine, don't worry about me."
Ling Zhonglou's voice sank as he sneered, "Whose father are you?"
The other end of the phone instantly fell silent.
But Ling Zhonglou was an ancient martial artist, and his hearing was very good, so he could still hear the conversation on the other end.
In the infirmary, Jiang Ran, who was still lying on the bed, went crazy. "Why didn't you tell me that this was my father's call?"
Xiu Yu shrugged. "You didn't look at it yourself, and now you're blaming me?"
Jiang Ran was even angrier. "Get lost!"
He had just woken up when he was stuffed with a phone call. He was still confused, but he was only subconsciously protecting his dignity as a school bully.
Who knew that it was his father?
"Dad, you're my father, I was wrong, I was wrong." Jiang Ran quickly begged for mercy. "I'll help you put in a good word for my mother. Dad, please don't be calculative with me."
"No need, your EQ is too low. Do you know how to coax a girl?" Ling Zhonglou said unhurriedly, "Also, I'm going to make a trip to Hu City in the next few days to teach you a lesson."
"…"
Jiang Ran was hung up on again.
He was so angry that he punched the bed.
Xiu Yu gloated as she handed him hot water.
"Papa YIng." Jiang Ran thought of his life-saving straw. "Dad, you're my biological father. When my father comes, help me block him. I'm willing to do anything."
"No." Ying Zijin yawned and raised her eyebrows. "Your EQ is too low. It's contagious."
"…"
**
Su Lianghui had been in a terrible fix for the past few days.
After Jiang Moyuan was arrested, Ye Suhe took his 30 million yuan and went missing.
He was so angry that he called the police, but the police said that the transaction was legal and there was no problem.
Su Lianghui knew that he had completely lost.
If he still had the 30 million yuan, he could at least start a company and make a comeback.
But there was no other way now.
However, Su Lianghui still didn't give up looking for Ye Suhe. He almost turned Hu City upside down.
He didn't know that Ye Suhe wasn't in Hu City now, but in a small neighboring city.
Ye Suhe knew that a lot of people were looking for her, so she rented a very simple rental house.
On TV, the news was still reporting about the Jiang family.
She treated her son, who she had carefully raised, as a prisoner.
Ye Suhe's expression gradually darkened.
She picked up her phone and dialed a number. She smiled and said, "Jiang Huapin, do you want to know how your father died?"
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