Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

An Yichen walked up quickly and opened the door.

When he saw the person standing at the door, he was stunned.

"sister……"

The past name came out of his mouth subconsciously, and An Yichen quickly changed his words.

"Mu Anyan, what are you doing here?"

An Yan looked at An Yichen.

The boy was three years younger than her. Although he was wearing a yellowed school uniform, his handsome face and dark eyes that did not match his age made it easy for people to overlook this fact.

Although An Yichen treated her badly, An Yan was still very touched.

She thought of the boy who was a head shorter than her, but would stand in front of her without hesitation if she was in danger.

An Yan pursed her lips: "Yi Chen, hug me..."

An Yichen, who was half a head taller than An Yan, felt a little embarrassed, but he still took a step forward awkwardly, then reached out and hugged An Yan.

"Is that all right?"

An Yan shrugged her nose with a bit of a sour look.

Before he could say anything, An Yichen snorted coldly again: "Hey, Mu Anyan, what's going on? Did the Mu family bully you?"

An Yichen said this because he was unhappy, but he didn't expect An Yan to actually say "hmm".

The young man immediately became angry: "The Mu family bullied you? Aren't you the biological daughter of the Mu family? They beat drums and gongs and set off firecrackers to welcome you back, but they still bullied you? Are you kidding me? Even I have never bullied you!"

An Cheng, who was standing by, also came over with a frown on his face. After three years of not seeing each other, An Cheng's face looked even more tired. "An Yan, what's going on? Aren't there always misunderstandings here?"

An Yan burst into tears: "I'm sorry, Dad, and Yi Chen, I'm blind and don't know who is good to me. From now on, my surname will not be Mu, but An, and I will be called An Yan. The Mu family has nothing to do with me. I will definitely let our family live a good life."

An Yan didn't want to say, so An Cheng and An Yichen didn't ask. An Yichen just said, "The house is small, sister, you sleep in my room, and dad and I will squeeze in."

* Although An Yichen's room is not big, there are many car-related posters on the white walls of the room. There is a desk next to the small bed. Opposite the desk is a small wardrobe, which looks very tidy.

An Yan opened the wardrobe and looked at herself in the mirror.

He was very thin, a typical case of malnutrition, and seemed like he would fall down if the wind blew. However, his eyes were filled with the determination and brightness that she liked very much.

"An Yan, now you are back."

"Everything will be fine."

midnight.

Coming soon.

Jinxiu Community 2-201. A hand slowly pushed open the window, and then a nimble figure jumped directly from the second-floor window like a cat!

Taking advantage of the night, An Yan quickly slipped out of Jinxiu Community, then turned right and continued walking forward.

An hour later, Mingshi Club.

This is a famous luxury club in Nanjiang.

A paradise for elites from all walks of life to gather and relax in the evening.

An Yan is penniless and has no money to enter the famous career club. The reason she is here is that she is waiting for someone.

Waiting for someone who is going to die tonight.

Time passes by little by little.

In the business club, men in suits and women in exquisite dresses came out one after another. Finally, at two o'clock, an old man came out with the help of a middle-aged man.

"Haha, I haven't been back to Nanjiang for a long time. Nanjiang has produced many talented people in recent years."

The old man walked away and said, "But these guys are no match for Li San. Li Shao is very unforgiving."

Just as the two walked to the right and entered the alley on the right side of the Mingye Club, the old man suddenly raised his hand and covered his chest with a painful look.

"Old man?" The middle-aged man nervously took out the old man's regular medicine from his bag, but after taking two pills, the old man still had no reaction.

"Old man! Hold on! I'll call an ambulance right away!"

The middle-aged man took out his cell phone in a panic. As soon as he dialed the number, a young girl's voice sounded behind him.

"By the time the ambulance arrives, Mr. Bai will be dead."

The middle-aged man looked dissatisfied: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What you just gave Mr. Bai was the usual heart medicine, but Mr. Bai's problem today was not just a heart attack, he also had a cerebral hemorrhage. By the time the ambulance arrived, Mr. Bai's body was already cold."

An Yan walked towards the middle-aged man, without much emotion on her face: "Let me save him."

The middle-aged man instinctively wanted to refute.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

The girl in front of him looked like she was not yet an adult. She was thin and pale, and the T-shirt and jeans she wore were obviously one size too big.

The total cost of the girl's outfit would not exceed one hundred yuan.

Only a fool would listen to this girl! But the inexplicable calmness of the girl made his heart tremble inexplicably.

A somewhat crazy idea rang in his mind! Maybe, she... could really do it! The middle-aged man felt a little unbelievable, but seeing that the old man's face was a little blue and purple, he still bit it.

"Girl, I'll leave my old man to you."

An Yan nodded: "Lay the old man down."

An Yan opened the small cloth bag in her hand, and inside the bag was something rolled up in a sheepskin that looked quite old.

An Yan spread out the parchment scroll again, and inside it turned out to be a set of gold needles.

Looking at this set of golden needles, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly focused: "Little girl, do you know how to acupuncture with golden needles?"

"Won't."

An Yan said: "The most superficial golden needle skills, such as acupuncture, are garbage. I don't know how to be garbage."

As she spoke, An Yan picked up two golden needles and stabbed them into the old man's heart at the same time.

While stabbing, An Yan's hands were very fast. She took out two more golden needles and stabbed them into the top of the old man's head.

In less than ten seconds, the old man opened his eyes.

"This feeling, this feeling is... the Eighteen Needles of the Heaven Gate? Could it be Master Li Yu?"

The old man subconsciously looked around, and finally his gaze stopped on An Yan.

"Bai Shuo, who is this?"

Bai Shuo was already stunned.

Of course he knew what the Eighteen Tianmen Needles were; that was Master Li Yu's famous skill.

Master Li Yu, President of the Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, is a master in the use of the Eighteen Tianmen Needles, which are very effective in saving lives.

By chance, our old man Bai Qingtian was treated by Master Li Yu. After that treatment, he did not get sick for half a year.

Didn’t expect this little girl?

"Mr. Bai, it was this little girl who saved you."

"Hmm?" Bai Qingtian looked at An Yan, "You? You know the Eighteen Needles of Tianmen?"

An Yan smiled faintly: "I don't know how to use the Eighteen Needles of Tianmen."

Facing Bai Qingtian's somewhat disappointed look, she continued: "I only know the Thirty-Six Needles of Tianmen."