Zuo Xuzi has a high opinion of himself. Lu Xuan does not give him face, which is equivalent to humiliating him. The Ming family will definitely add fuel to the fire. When talking about Lu Xuan’s various faults, Zuo Xuzi, who was angered, will naturally not swallow his anger.

Lu Xuan said again: "In addition, I injured his disciple last time, this incident is like a fuse, and today's incident will explode at a glance!"

After Lu Xuan's analysis, the fool can understand that this battle is really inevitable.

"Since you know everything, why do you have to fight Taoist Zuo Xuzi for Ming Haoyang?"

Mr. Song sighed.

"For justice and justice!"

Lu Xuan said righteously.

“Justice, justice?”

The Song family subconsciously said.

"Maybe the death of more than a dozen college students have no background at home, but their lives must be repaid, and it cannot be solved with money!"

Lu Xuan said word by word, his mind was filled with two people from the Ming family carrying a body out of the girls' dormitory building.

The cold corpse is cold! A living life is like this, no one presides over justice for her, Lu Xuan comes! "Maybe justice will be late, but justice will never be absent!"

Lu Xuan sneered and said, "So, I, Ming Haoyang, must pay my life!"

"If Zuo Xuzi wants to fight with this as an excuse, then fight!"

Lu Xuan said, his eyes full of coldness.

The Song family looked at his cold gaze, and their aura of looking down on the world made the passion in their hearts burn.

With a strong and fearless heart! Looking at the passionate Lu Xuan, Song Qingyu's eyes were filled with tears. This was the man he admired. As long as he thought it was the right thing, he would do it with his life.

With a righteous spirit and awe-inspiring world! Mr. Song originally wanted to persuade Lu Xuan for a few more words, so that Lu Xuan could give Zuo Xuzi a face and save Ming Haoyang, so as not to make things go wrong.

But when he heard Lu Xuan's words, the old man, who was full of old, couldn't help but straighten his back and yelled: "What a good thing is, may be late, but justice will never be absent. It's well said!"

"If you want to fight, then fight, Lu Xuan, this time, I support you!"

"Lu Xuan, we all support you!"

Mr. Song, the follower of the Song family, responded one after another.

"Thanks!"

Lu Xuan said with a smile.

Mr. Song patted his shoulder: "Our Song family will always be on your side."

"Um!"

Lu Xuan nodded, suddenly remembering that he would visit Xiao Ling'er today, and said seriously: "Old man, I have something to do and I'll go out first."

"Okay, go!"

Mr. Song didn't ask much and waved his hand.

"Are you going to find Xiao Ling'er?"

Song Qingyu lay behind him and whispered in his ear.

Lu Xuan's old face turned red, but he did not deny it: "Well, look at how she recovered today."

"You have a good rest at home!"

Lu Xuan reminded again.

The due date has passed three days, but there is still no sign of an attack. In fact, Lu Xuan was also a little anxious.

However, if you are anxious, you can't eat hot tofu. Song Qingyu has a special doctor to monitor her fetal heart disease every day, which can ensure the safety of the mother and son.

There is another dinner tonight, and Lu Xuan is quite busy.

However, as long as the fetus in Song Qingyu's stomach occurs, as long as there is a call, Lu Xuan will come back immediately.

Mingjia Villa—"How is Haoyang?"

Ming Yang, who had just returned home, walked into a bedroom and asked.

This is the room belonging to Ming Haoyang, and the room is full of people, including the head of the Ming family, Ming Haoyang's father and mother, etc. - almost all the Ming family members gathered here.

"Professor Li, how is it? Why is my grandson's condition not improving at all?"

The head of the Ming family asked a Western medicine professor wearing glasses.

Professor Li is an authoritative expert in virus infection and diseases.

Professor Li shook his head and said, "Ming Lao, this virus is a new type of virus. There is no drug that can treat it symptomatically. I used a lot of antibiotics for Ming Shao, but it still didn't work-" "If-" "What if?"

Ming Haoyang's father Ming Peng asked quickly.

Professor Li gritted his teeth and said, "I have extracted this virus from Ming Shao's body and are doing research. If Ming Shao can last for a week, I will definitely be able to develop a special medicine."

One week?

Ming Yang cursed: "Professor Li, are you kidding?

You should know better than anyone else how long Haoyang can last!"

Professor Li lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore.

The head of the Ming family looked at an old man wearing a blue shirt and was energetic: "Doctor Huangfu, do you have any solutions?"

This old man, Lu Xuan, was known to him as the former medical saint, Huangfu Changkong.

If Huangfu Changkong hadn't lost to Lu Xuan during the dispute over the medical saints, he would have been the medical saint in the traditional Chinese medicine industry.

Unfortunately, Huangfu Changkong still lost, and he was confused when he lost.

Huangfu Changkong has always been resentful about this matter and has never been able to let go.

Even though Huangfu Changkong lost his reputation as a medical saint, his superb traditional Chinese medicine skills are still obvious to all. The Huangfu family is a traditional Chinese medicine family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

This time, the Ming family specially invited Huangfu Changkong, the number one master of the Huangfu family.

Huangfu Changkong said with a serious expression: "It may take me several days to develop a prescription."

"——"The Ming family fell silent.

It is even more difficult to give a correct letter in a few days.

However, Lu Xuan gave the right medicine in just a few hours.

No wonder Huangfu Changkong lost to Lu Xuan. The gap in medical skills is quite big.

The Ming family thought in their hearts, but they didn't say it.

"Ming Yang, have you gone to find Lu Xuan?"

The head of the Ming family asked Mingyang.

Whenever he mentioned Lu Xuan, Ming Yang was so angry that he was tiring: "He refused!"

The Ming family invited Professor Li, an authoritative expert, and former medical saint Huangfu Changkong. It is conceivable that if it were not forbidden to do so, the Ming family would not have asked Ming Yang to ask Lu Xuan.

"Did Lu Xuan say he can cure Haoyang's disease?"

The head of the Ming family asked.

Ming Yang replied: "Yes, and it's easy to get it!"

"Didn't you say that this is what Taoist Master Yimei meant?"

"I said it, but he doesn't give this face at all!"

Hearing Ming Yang's words, the head of the Ming family was angry and embarrassed: "It's hateful, it's really hateful. He just wanted Haoyang to die!"

"Yes, Father, then what should we do now?"

Ming Yang asked.

Lu Xuan's name made Huangfu Changkong grit his teeth and clasped his fists and said, "Ming's head, with Lu Xuan's prescription, I think I can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Please believe me."

"Now, you can only rely on you," said the head of the Ming family.
Chapter completed!