On the way here just now, Dong Zhangang said that Mr. Feng was very good at medical skills, but his mood was changing and he was completely at ease in saving people.

The location where Dillon was shot was very dangerous and he was very likely to hurt his heart.

No one nearby can cure this kind of injury, only Mr. Feng has hope.

However, what Yang Jiutian didn't expect was that Dong Zhangang only asked the other party to save the person, but the other party scolded them to get out.

"Zheng!"

After Mr. Feng roared, he played the piano with both hands and a sad music sounded again.

The moon tonight is very round, and the moonlight is like a quilt, sprinkling the earth.

However, Yang Jiutian did not feel at all about enjoying the beautiful night view. Now Di Long was seriously injured and his life and death were uncertain. He just wanted to save people.

Dong Zhangang was also very anxious. He knew how close the relationship between Di Long and Yang Jiutian was. If Di Long really had an accident, Yang Jiutian might have subverted the entire Guan Royal Family.

He had to find a way to get Mr. Feng to save the person.

Dong Zhangang was about to step forward and continued to ask, but was stopped by Yang Jiutian with his eyes.

Yang Jiutian could clearly feel that after they broke into the courtyard just now, the Qin music played by Mr. Feng had already fluctuated, and now it seemed that it had just stabilized.

One night, the strange man who was still sitting in the yard playing the guqin was obviously Aegean, so how could he allow others to disturb his playing?

Speaking now will make Mr. Feng even more irritable. It may be even more difficult to ask him to take action.

What surprised Yang Jiutian was that his originally chaotic mood slowly calmed down under the sound of Mr. Feng's piano.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and seemed to have entered a fairyland on earth with mountains and water.

The birds sing and the flowers were fragrant around him. He lay on the endless grassland, his head resting under his hands, looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, and every breath seemed to be extremely comfortable.

He was completely empty, and he was relaxed like never before.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, the tune suddenly changed, extremely rapid.

The clear sky that was cloudless just now suddenly became dark clouds and the strong wind, thunder and lightning wrinkled.

The dark enemy troops are approaching, and the war is about to break out.

The next second, the artillery fire was continuous, with swords and swords, and Yang Jiutian, wearing a battle uniform, took the lead and rushed to the front.

The warrior died in hundreds of battles, and the general returned ten years.

It seemed like a long time before the battle was won.

"Zheng!"

The last note fell and the whole world became quiet.

Yang Jiutian slowly opened his eyes, his whole body was already soaked in sweat. He looked at Old Feng who was slowly getting up in surprise.

Just now, he actually fell into the sound of Mr. Feng's piano, which was something that had never happened before.

Although there was only one song, Yang Jiutian felt a sense of spending his whole life.

A paradise is talking about Mr. Feng, right?

"Grandpa, the wind is blowing, you go back quickly!"

At this moment, a young woman dressed in classical clothes walked forward with a coat and draped it on Mr. Feng.

"Old Feng, I am Dong Zhangang. We have met before. Do you still remember?"

Dong Zhangang hurried forward and looked at Mr. Feng and said.

Mr. Feng didn't even look at him, and walked straight into the room.

"Old Feng!"

Dong Zhangang suddenly became anxious and hurriedly chased after him.

"roll!"

Mr. Feng shouted again, looking fierce, like a fierce beast.

Dong Zhangang himself was also a strong man in the kingdom, but at this time, he was shouted back by Mr. Feng.

He had an illusion that if he did not retreat, Mr. Feng would probably really kill him.

"Old Feng, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I beg you to save my brother. As long as you can cure my brother, I can promise you anything."

Yang Jiutian hurried forward, with an extremely sincere attitude and a pleading in his eyes.

Mr. Feng sneered and said sarcastically: "Terrible to me for anything?"

Yang Jiutian suddenly felt like he was unable to get off the tiger. He just was in a hurry and blurted out his words of request.

Mr. Feng finally said something other than the word "get out", so he naturally could not miss this opportunity and nodded quickly: "As long as my brother can be cured, even if I let me die, I will agree to you!"

"Since that's the case, as long as you promise to marry my granddaughter, I promise to save your brother."

Mr. Feng spoke.

Yang Jiutian was stunned. Why did this old man suddenly make such an excessive request?

The classical woman next to Mr. Feng suddenly had a blush on her face, and she seemed a little shy, but she did not refute Mr. Feng.

Obviously, this classical woman is Mr. Feng’s granddaughter.

"Old Feng, I can't obey my fate. I'm already married and have a daughter, and I can't marry your granddaughter again."

After a brief silence, Yang Jiutian said seriously: "Old Feng, I beg you to save my brother, just pretend that I owe you a favor. As long as it is legal, I can do anything for you."

"snort!"

Mr. Feng sneered: "To me, is your favor useful?"

Dong Zhangang quickly said, "Old Feng, you may not know whether he is a great hero who defends his country or the former Emperor of War Realm. His favor will definitely not disappoint you."

"Unless he promises to marry my granddaughter, he won't save me!"

Old Feng said indifferently, then stepped into the room, and with a "bang", the door of the room closed, and Yang Jiutian and Dong Zhangang were turned away.

"I will only give you ten minutes to consider. Once it exceeds ten minutes, you will still refuse to marry my granddaughter. If you want me to take action, it will never be possible in this life!"

Suddenly, Mr. Feng's voice came from the room.

Yang Jiutian's brows frowned. He didn't understand why Mr. Feng wanted to marry his granddaughter?

"Is he playing tricks on me?"

Yang Jiutian asked gritted his teeth.

Dong Zhangang quickly shook his head: "As far as I know, Mr. Feng never jokes. Since he said he wanted you to marry his granddaughter, he must be serious."

After hearing Dong Zhangang's words, Yang Jiutian became even more angry.

Dillon was shot wounded, and the bullet has not been taken out yet, and the blood flows continuously, and life and death are only in the front line.

As a miraculous doctor, Mr. Feng not only did not take any help, but instead threatened Yang Jiutian to marry his granddaughter before he could take action.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Di Long's face was pale and there was no blood at all, Yang Jiutian could not wait any longer.

He didn't believe that no one could save him except Mr. Feng.

"Mr. Yang, you must believe me. Looking at the entire Guanwang City, no one can save Di Long except Mr. Feng."

Dong Zhangang quickly said: "Besides, the nearest hospital is at least ten kilometers away from us. Di Long's condition is very critical. If he does not provide assistance, it will be too late."

"Old Feng is unwilling to rescue him. What should you do if you ask me to do?"

Yang Jiutian said angrily: "Do you really want me to marry his granddaughter?"

Dong Zhangang quickly whispered: "It's important to save people. You promise him first. When Di Long is cured, you can compensate Mr. Feng in another way, wouldn't it be better?"

After hearing Dong Zhangang's words, Yang Jiutian's eyes lit up.

Yes, the most important thing now is to cure Dillon first, and let’s talk about the others later.

"Old Feng, I promise you!"

Yang Jiutian dared not delay and quickly said loudly.

He could not watch Di Long die here, he could only compromise temporarily.

"Since I can cure him or kill him. If I know that if you dare to lie to me, don't blame me for being rude!"

Mr. Feng's voice was filled with threat, and he spoke: "Come in!"
Chapter completed!