True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

As soon as Jiang Ran closed his eyes, he fell down like that.

"Brother Ran!" On the side, the younger brother was so scared that the book in his hand fell, he immediately stepped forward and supported Jiang Ran in time, "Brother Ran, are you alright?"

Jiang Ran closed his eyes tightly, sweat dripped from his forehead, and his face turned white and red.

At the same time, his body temperature is also changing.

Sometimes it's cold, sometimes it's hot.

The younger brother was holding him, and he felt hot, and he was even more at a loss.

Xiu Yu stepped forward immediately, put his finger on Jiang Ran's pulse, and his expression changed instantly: "No, his inner strength is violent."

The ancient martial arts world is closed to the outside world.

How to practice ancient martial arts, the ancient martial arts world will not be announced to the public.

But what is certain is that not everyone can practice ancient martial arts, it depends on their talent.

Innate talent is not good, forcibly practicing ancient martial arts, there is only one dead end.

Therefore, generally speaking, ancient warriors will only intermarry with ancient warriors.

In this way, the probability that the descendants will give birth to talented ancient warriors will be higher.

However, Jiang Ran was an exception.

His father was an extremely powerful ancient warrior, but Jiang Huaping was an ordinary person.

Jiang Ran's talent in ancient martial arts is very high, but his physique is not comparable to someone whose parents are both ancient martial artists.

So from time to time, Jiang Ran's internal energy would riot.

This kind of riots affected his character and caused his temper to be very short-tempered.

That's why he kept taking medicine to suppress his inner strength.

Xiu Yu does not have the talent to practice ancient martial arts. She is not an ancient martial artist, but she has always known that Jiang Ran's body has such a problem.

She was transferred to Qingzhi's Class 19, and she also watched Jiang Ran by the way, in addition to repairing the family.

But this time, the level of internal violence in Jiang Ran's body exceeded Xiu Yu's imagination.

She quickly put the medicine Jiang Ran had been taking into his mouth, but it had no effect.

Three-drug.

If you take too much medicine, your body will produce antibodies.

Therefore, Mengjia delivered medicine to Jiang Ran, and new medicines were released every once in a while.

Jiang Ran has been recovering for a while, why did something like this happen all of a sudden?

Ying Zijin also came over and quickly pressed an acupoint on Jiang Ran's shoulder.

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and said lightly, "It's a riot. If you don't get medical treatment in time, your blood vessels will burst. Go to the infirmary first, you can't do it here."

Xiu Yu was taken aback: "Dad Ying?"

She never told Ying Zijin about the ancient martial arts world.

Because the rules of the ancient martial arts world are so different from other places, they rely on fists and strength to speak.

As a result, the ancient martial arts world is also very chaotic, and killing people is a common thing.

Getting caught is not a good thing.

Once the secrets of ancient martial arts are leaked, some fierce ancient martial artists will kill outsiders who know the secrets of ancient martial arts at all costs.

"Let's go first." Ying Zijin pressed the other acupoints on Jiang Ran's body, "It's okay, don't worry, I can save you."

Jiang Ran's current situation is very bad, and Xiu Yu can only push the confusion back into his stomach.

She also always believed in Ying Zijin, so she and her younger brother carried Jiang Ran to the infirmary.

This time is during the lunch break, and there is only one nurse on duty in the infirmary.

After they used an excuse to let the nurse leave, they put Jiang Ran on the bed.

"You go out and guard." Xiu Yu said, "Don't let anyone come in."

The younger brother nodded with red eyes, and stood guard at the door after going out.

Ying Zijin then took out the gold needle that he carried with him.

She put on disposable gloves, and after sterilizing the gold needles, she began to plunge into Jiang Ran's acupoints one by one.

Ying Zijin's eyes narrowed slightly.

In fact, some things are not clear to the ancient warriors now.

A long time ago, there was no ancient martial artist in Huaguo, and there was no inner strength.

When she first came to Earth, she changed her cultivation method in the spiritual world, wrote the first ancient book, and gave it to her apprentice.

The apprentice she accepted was sent to others, and she didn't care about it later.

Ying Zijin would do this because she was really bored at the time, so she wanted to see if she could let people on earth practice cultivation too.

In the end she succeeded.

But because the cultivation method is not perfect, when the ancient warriors first appeared, it was very common for the internal energy to riot.

It’s just that with the improvement of cultivation methods later, such situations have become less and less common.

Therefore, the number of ancient medicines that can treat this aspect is also decreasing, after all, it is not available.

Ying Zijin doesn't know if there is still one.

Taking medicine is not a long-term solution, it can only be suppressed temporarily and cannot be eradicated.

must be addressed at the source.

Ying Zijin went down one stitch after another, and the technique was very steady.

Xiu Yu watched from the side, only feeling that the door to a new world had opened.

Their father-in-law, or an ancient doctor? !

At this moment, a cell phone rang suddenly, and the source of the sound was Jiang Ran's pocket.

"It's alright." Ying Zijin saw Xiu Yu's hesitation, and she took another stitch in Jiang Ran's head, "You pick it up, it won't affect me."

Xiu Yu just stepped forward, took the phone out of Jiang Ran's pocket, and picked it up.

Over there, is a man's voice: "Xiao Ran."

Xiu Yu knew that this was Jiang Ran's father: "Uncle Ling, I'm Xiu Yu."

"Xiao Yu?" Ling Zhonglou was stunned for a moment, but he quickly got to the point, "Did Xiao Ran riot again? Have you taken medicine? How is the situation? I'll go right away."

"Jiang Ran he—" Xiu Yu glanced at Jiang Ran lying on the bed, and seeing that his breathing had returned to normal, he said, "He's fine, he's asleep, and when he wakes up, I'll let him give it to him. Uncle, you call."

**

At the same time, the ancient martial arts world.

Ling family.

Ling Zhonglou was completely relieved when he saw that the radio waves on the instrument had recovered to their original fluctuations.

He and Jiang Huaping 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 beating wildly, and a warning sound of "dididi" was issued.

This proves that Jiang Ran's internal energy has experienced the most serious riot.

Ling Zhonglou was in a hurry.

But the strange thing is that it didn't take long for the radio wave to gradually stabilize until it became normal.

This is simply incredible.

"The stinky boy won't be saved by an expert." Ling Zhonglou murmured, "Who can stand his stinky temper."

Jiang Ran's internal turmoil is long-term.

At that time, he sent Jiang Ran to the ancient medical world, and the ancient doctors there also said there was no way

Ling Zhonglou was thinking about it when his phone rang.

He gave Jiang Ran permission, so Jiang Ran was able to contact him.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Ran was still full of energy: "I have nothing to do, I just went to the gate of hell, it's all right, don't care about me blindly."

Ling Zhonglou's voice sank, and he sneered, "Who are you, Lao Tzu?"

There was an instant silence on the other end of the phone.

However, Ling Zhonglou was an ancient martial artist, and he had good ears, so he could still hear the conversation on the other side.

In the infirmary, Jiang Gas, who was still lying on the bed, went crazy: "Why didn't you tell me it was my dad's phone number?"

Xiu Yu shrugged: "You don't see it yourself, do you blame me?"

Jiang Ran was even more angry: "Go away!"

As soon as he woke up, he was plugged into a phone, and he was still confused, and he just subconsciously maintained his dignity as a school bully.

Who knew it was his dad?

"Dad, you are my father, I was wrong and I was wrong." Jiang Ran quickly begged for mercy, "I'll help you talk to my mother, Dad, don't bother with me."

"No, your EQ is too low, how do you know how to coax a girl?" Ling Zhonglou said unhurriedly, "Besides, you Laozi, I'm going to go to Shanghai City in person these days to take care of you."

"..."

Jiang Ran was hung up again.

He beat the bed in anger.

While Xiu Yu gloated at the misfortune, he handed him hot water.

"Father Ying." Jiang Ran thought of his life-saving straw, "Father, you are my biological father. When my father comes, you can block me. I can be a cow or a horse."

"Don't." Ying Zijin yawned and raised her eyebrows, "Your EQ is too low, it will contagious me."

"..."

**

Su Lianghui has been so anxious these days.

After Jiang Moyuan was arrested, Ye Suhe took his 30 million, and his whereabouts were unknown.

He was furious and called the police, but the police said the transaction was legal and there was no problem.

Su Lianghui knew that he had lost completely.

If the 30 million yuan is still there, he can at least open a company and make a comeback.

But now there is no way.

But Su Lianghui still didn't give up looking for Ye Suhe, and almost rummaged through Shanghai.

He didn't know that Ye Suhe was not in Shanghai now, but in a small adjacent city.

Ye Suhe knew that many people were looking for her, so she rented a very simple rental house.

On TV, the news is still reporting on the Jiang family.

Treat her carefully raised son as a prisoner.

Ye Suhe's expression gradually sank.

She picked up the phone and dialed the number. She smiled slightly: "Jiang Huaping, do you want to know, how did your father die?"

Last night, I dreamed of Lin Junjie and Zhang Ying, he gave me a stack of autographs, and after waking up... a dream is a dream :)