At this time, the Song family had completely lost their arrogance. Song Jin's face was full of flattery, with a hint of fawning: "Of course, it should be so. Madam Long is so lucky to marry a hero like Mr. Long. In my opinion, Mr. Long is probably not an ordinary person."
Qin Yuqing was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused, but she still smiled and said, "You're too kind. He's just an ordinary doctor."
This statement immediately made the three members of the Song family lose their voice. If Long Yi was just an ordinary doctor, then what were they? I've seen Versailles before, but I've never seen anyone this Versailles. Furthermore, you have such an exquisite and legendary formula, and you're still begging the Song family? Are you kidding us?
Next, the two parties naturally signed a cooperation agreement without any obstacles. This time, the Song family did not show any arrogance, and provided the Song family's formula to Qin Yuqing's Yuanji Technology for free. More importantly, the Song family was willing to provide Yuanji Technology with raw materials.
"Happy cooperation! Mr. Song."
Song Jin stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin, it's a pleasure working with you. What do you think...?"
Without further ado, Qin Yuqing smiled and said, "Look at me, wait a moment, I'll go out and call him."
As Qin Yuqing and the others left, Song Yin immediately frowned and said, "Second Uncle, don't you think Qin Yuqing is deliberately playing tricks on us? Is she setting us up?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yu immediately shook his head: "Impossible. Setting up a scheme is a trick by Qianmen. The recipe of Dingyan Fang cannot be faked. In my opinion, Qin Yuqing himself probably doesn't know how powerful he is."
"Uncle, if we can consult this person and complete the formula for our Song family's Rejuvenation Pill, then our Song family will probably soar to the sky. With the complete Rejuvenation Pill, it won't be difficult for us to take this opportunity to join the ranks of the cultivation family."
Speaking of this, Song Jin's face also showed a solemnity, and he sighed: "It's not easy to become a family of cultivators. The Lai family in the south who seek dragons, the horse-riding clan in the north, these people all master mysterious methods and cultivation methods. The medical family has declined since ancient times. From ancient times to the present, for thousands of years, doctors have been people who serve the powerful. It's difficult to join a family of cultivators!"
Shaking his head, Song Jin continued, "I have no other aspirations. I'll be satisfied as long as I can complete the formula. That level is beyond the reach of a family like ours that has inherited medical traditions."
As he was speaking, Qin Yuqing came back from outside and said with a smile, "Everyone, please follow me!"
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On this side, Long Yi had just hung up the call from Qin Yuqing when the car stopped in front of the Rongsheng Royal Mansion in Jiangzhou.
Rongsheng Royal Mansion in Jiangzhou is a well-known and well-known villa complex in Jiangzhou. As Long Yi got out of the car, several people who looked like bodyguards immediately walked out of the villa gate.
Looking at Long Yi, one of them said bluntly: "Sir, you can't park here. Please drive away immediately."
Long Yi was stunned for a moment. The roads in the residential complex were quite wide, with two lanes in both directions. There were also numerous parking spaces lined up along the roadside. His car was parked neatly and politely in one of the spaces.
"Isn't this a parking space? I'm not blocking the road. What's wrong? Can't park here?" Long Yi frowned and asked patiently and politely.
"You? I told you not to stop, so of course you can't stop." The bodyguard immediately became impatient.
As he was speaking, the gate of the villa opened and Li Jingzhen came out. When she saw Long Yi, she immediately showed joy and said, "Master, you are finally here."
As soon as these words came out, the bodyguard's expression changed immediately and he said politely, "Sir, I'm...I'm sorry."
Long Yi followed Li Jingzhen into the courtyard and asked, "Mr. Li, what's going on? Is the patient very difficult?"
Li Jingzhen frowned and said, "It's a bit strange. The patient is not very old, only 70 years old. But his condition is strange. His pulse is normal, but he is unconscious. He is like a vegetable. Now he is relying on nutrient solution infusion to maintain his life. It looks like hysteria to me."
Without even thinking, Long Yi shook his head and said, "It's definitely not hysteria. There are many manifestations of hysteria. Coma, paralysis, talking to oneself, etc., but it will never last continuously."
Li Jingzhen also lamented, "Who says it's not? I've considered it, but the problem right now isn't the treatment, it's the inability to find the cause."
As they spoke, Long Yi and Li Jingzhen walked into the house. The large living room, with a ten-meter-high ceiling, resembled an ancient castle. At this moment, a large number of people gathered in the villa. They were all the patients' descendants.
But there was little sadness at this time. Many people were chatting with each other, and from time to time they would smile.
Under the guidance of Li Jingzhen, Long Yi walked into a room on the first floor. At this moment, the room no longer had the layout of a normal home, and looked more like a hospital ward.
Suction and oxygen inhalation equipment were mounted on the wall, and two bottles of medical oxygen were placed in the corner of the room. At that moment, a thin, elderly man lay on the bed, looking like a dead person. A nasogastric tube was inserted into his nose!
Long Yi reached out and placed his hand on the old man's wrist at the Cun, Guan, and Chi points. He was stunned. No pulse! He looked up at the ECG monitor nearby. Blood oxygen, blood pressure, heart rate, and respiration were all normal. This man was clearly alive. How could he have no pulse?
Next to him, Li Jingzhen was about to speak when she saw Long Yi turn the old man's hand over and press three fingers on the back of the old man's hand.
"Mr. Li, my grandfather's condition is so serious, and you suddenly called a disciple over and asked him to take over. That's a bit too much. My grandfather is not a training ground for you! Look, he's taking the pulse on the back of the hand. I've never heard of that."
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