"What if you can't cure Mr. Yun's condition worsens?" Hawkins asked again.

"If this is true, I will take all the responsibility..." Ye Xiu smiled confidently.

"Okay, Mr. Yun, why not let this little brother try..." Hawkins said to Yun Qingfeng beside him.

Yun Qingfeng was stunned, looked at the gaze that Hawkins cast, and then recalled the conversation with Hawkins just now, and immediately understood what Hawkins meant.

He was indeed helpless. If he continued to do so, his father might not have lived for a few days.

Once the father dies, it will be difficult for him to compete for the position of head of the family. But once the father dies in the hands of this kid, he will have to bear all the responsibilities, and he is brought by Yun Buxiu, so this responsibility will naturally fall on Yun Buxiu.

This is the best way to hit my elder brother's room.

"Okay, but you hear it clearly. If you make my father's condition worsen, I will never end up with you!" Yun Qingfeng snorted coldly.

Yun Buxiu, who was standing beside him, was frightened. He always felt that he had been plotted against by his second uncle and Dr. Hawkins. But now that things have come to this, he seems to have no choice.

I can only hope to create miracles with Ye Xiu.

"Prepare a box of silver needles for me!" Ye Xiu was too lazy to pay attention to the Yun family's calculations, and walked straight to Mr. Yun's bed, reached out to hold Mr. Yun's pulse.

Once again, Mr. Yun’s condition was confirmed.

As expected, it was almost the same as what he had judged before, and it was a coma caused by cerebral congestion.

After a while, Yun Buxiu brought the silver needle himself.

Yun Qingfeng and Hawkins stood aside, with no intention of leaving at all.

"Doctor Hawkins, are you planning to steal the skills?" Ye Xiu glanced at Hawkins standing aside and sneered.

"Haha, I have read your knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine for a long time. It is just some backward, vulgar and unscientific methods. How could I learn it? I am just worried that you will make up for it if you make any mistakes..." Hawkins said proudly.

It seemed like he was determined that Ye Xiu could not cure Mr. Yun at all.

Ye Xiu smiled, too lazy to argue with the foreigner. Now Mr. Yun touched his head, confirmed the acupoints, and directly took out the silver needles and pricked them on Mr. Yun's head one by one.

Old Yun seemed to be stimulated and his body twitched slightly.

"Boy, what are you doing? Do you really want to kill my father?" Yun Qingfeng's eyes twitched and cursed angrily.

"Don't worry, with me here, I can't die even if I want to..." Ye Xiu chuckled, pressed his hand on the back of Mr. Yun's head, and a thick and pure true energy poured into Mr. Yun's head.
Chapter completed!