Granddaughter’S Live Broadcast, My Identity As A Fairy Cultivator Was Exposed

At this time, Long Yao and the others also heard what seemed to be a movement outside.

At this time, there was a mess in the outside lobby.

A woman yelled, "Call the emergency call! My son is going to die!"

She held a ten-year-old child tightly, tears streaming down her eyes.

But her son was pale and motionless.

There are many people around.

Naturally, there are emergency calls.

The people in the restaurant also rushed over to maintain order.

"This lady, what happened?" the manager asked politely.

"I...I just brought him out to eat his favorite dessert...Who knew he had a relapse..."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he thought this lady wanted to ruin the restaurant.

Unexpectedly, she was still so reasonable.

People around also said that this woman is good.

Someone whispered: "It seems she knows what's wrong with her son."

"Of course, is there any mother who doesn't care about her son? It's really pitiful."

"I just hope the doctor will come soon."

Naturally, some people took out their phones and took photos.

Women are anxious, and so are managers.

"Can... can you help me, the ambulance is too slow, my son's disease can't be delayed... can you help me arrange a car to take us to the hospital?"

"Okay, don't worry, I will make arrangements!"

The manager is also a sensible person.

If someone died here, it would be really too much trouble.

So he hurriedly called someone to drive.

Then he will help the woman lift the child.

Just then, a voice rang: "Don't move!"

Everyone was taken aback.

Turning his head, he saw an old man wearing a Tang suit coming over.

It was Ye Qing who came.

Behind him were Long Yao and Ye Xiangling.

Ye Geling was still live streaming with his mobile phone in his hand.

The immediate thing is also a flow!

"It seems that a child fell ill and fainted. His mother is so pitiful." Ye Xiangling said, "My grandfather went over and looked at it. I hope the child will be okay."

[What a poor boy! 】

[Grandpa can definitely heal him! 】

[That is, grandpa is a god-level figure, and he must be able to run infuriating energy, and he can force all the poison out of the child with a single palm. 】

Looking at these bullet screens, Ye Xiangling felt so tired. What kind of people are these friends!

Several water friends launched big rockets.

[Master is showing great power and he will definitely be able to save him, so please don't worry! 】

[Big Rocket sent, grandpa mighty! 】

Ye Xiangling didn't want to see those barrages anymore.

Really, everyone didn't look at her, just wanted to see Grandpa.

Whose live room is it?

However, grandpa is also famous, right?

Forget it, anyway, grandpa and her, what do you share with each other?

Thinking of this, she stuck out her tongue.

[Take a picture of Grandpa! 】

[Xiangxiang, come on, I want to see how grandpa rescued me. I dare to make money, I must sit cross-legged, and then I will inform the child's Ren Du Ermai by luck. 】

[Go away, where do I need to sit on the ground? Wouldn't it be healed just by pointing it over? 】

"What are you doing?" The manager stopped in front of Ye Qing at this moment.

"Let me take a look, rest assured, I am an old Chinese doctor. I seem to have seen this disease before." Ye Qing explained it kindly.

"Are you...really a doctor?" The manager hesitated.

What if this old man has no ability at all and puts people to death?

The woman hurriedly said at this time: "Old man, please, show my son!"

She actually knew that once the disease recurred, there would be little help.

Seeing that my son's condition was well under control these days, I took my son over to relax.

Who knows it has not started to eat, it relapsed!

It's simply impossible to guard against.

Ye Qing gently pushed the manager away, walked over and squatted down, squinted at the child, rolled his eyelids again, then shook his head, "It should be three years, right? It's been a long time. ."

"Old man, you... do you see it?"

"What a wonderful baby..." Ye Qing sighed again.

In the eyes of others, this may be visceral failure.

But in Ye Qing's view, the exhaustion of internal organs is nothing more than appearance. The real problem is that the child has got dirty things on his body.

He had seen it before.

He called this disease a memory disorder.

Usually people with this disease are considered to have a little bit of roots and can attract some dirty things.

At this moment, he thought to himself that he couldn't expect to meet a man with roots here.

If you have roots, then you can cultivate immortals.

It's just that the aura on the blue star is too thin, even if it is him, now it is hopeless.

But encountering is also predestined. If there is a real world of cultivators, then this can barely be regarded as half a fellow.

And more importantly, this child is so young that his life hasn't really started yet!

However, it is not easy to treat this kind of memory disorder, you have to kill the dirty things attached to him with infuriating energy.

I thought to myself: "Unexpectedly, there is a memory disorder here, but I want to see what is causing the blame."

"Hold him and don't move." He said to the woman.

Naturally, women dare not move.

Ye Qing took out a set of wrapped gold needles from his pocket and said to the manager: "Get an alcohol lamp."

On-site acupuncture?

Everyone was taken aback.

Does this really work?

Someone said: "Is acupuncture really that magical? I think it's better to wait for the ambulance to come! Generally these are liars, right?"

"Let's take a look first, what if he really has some real abilities?"

"Yes, other people's mothers are not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

Ye Xiangling was also taken aback: Grandpa still has this hand?

The live broadcast room became even more lively.

[It turned out to be acupuncture! I never thought of it. 】

[Grandpa is amazing! If cured, I will launch ten large rockets on the spot! 】

[Cut, what do you count for ten? I will send a hundred! 】

It was Dong Tian Dongdi who posted this.

[Netizen: The boss is here again! 】

Ye Xiangling didn't have time to pay attention to the inside of the live broadcast room, but looked at Grandpa nervously.

What if Grandpa didn't heal the child?

Isn't that the fame of the first time was ruined?

Will you be sprayed to death by then?

Grandpa, come on!

The manager has brought the alcohol lamp and lit the fire.

Ye Qing gently pinched a gold needle, put it on the fire and roasted it a few times, and then pierced the child's chest.

This is more than just a needle. He also attached a trace of pure yang to this needle, which is exactly the nemesis of the yin and evil things.

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