Chapter 1036 There Is a Request

1036

Not long after Ye Fan and Jiang Xiaobai arrived at the airport, Su Qingxue hurried over.

The three got on the plane and went straight to the airport near Shushan. After getting off the plane, they went to Shushan wearing stars and moon.

It was almost five o'clock in the morning, and the cold air hit people. There were not a large number of disciples practicing outside on Mount Shu as in the past, but there were disciples walking and patrolling everywhere.

When Ye Fan and Jiang Xiaobai appeared, of course no one would stop them. The three of them smoothly entered a Hall of Mental Cultivation, which was where the high-level medical staff of Shushan received medical treatment.

When I came to the hall, there were already more than a dozen people gathered around a bed, and everyone had sadness and anger on their faces.

"Weiwei..."

Su Qingxue saw that Ling Yuwei was sitting on the edge of the bed with tears all over her face.

Ling Yuwei looked up, saw Su Qingxue and Ye Fan, and nodded in despair.

Seeing that it was Ye Fan and Jiang Xiaobai who had returned, everyone silently stepped aside.

Su Qingxue didn't care what other people thought, she ran over quickly, stretched out her arms to hug Ling Yuwei, and patted her best friend's back.

Ling Yuwei bit her lower lip and leaned against Su Qingxue, her shoulders trembling.

"Xiaoxue...why did this happen...why..."

Su Qingxue's eyes were flushed, she had felt the pain of losing her father, she knew very well that nothing she said at this time would help.

"Master...Master..." Jiang Xiaobai saw Ling Baiguang lying on the bed with a mournful expression on his face and trembling palms.

I saw Ling Bai lying there with a faceless face, wearing an oxygen mask and dripping.

After all, the Shushan faction has a great business, even on the mountain, some modern medical equipment is prepared, otherwise, if someone is injured and in danger, it will not be easy to get to the nearest hospital.

It's a pity that Ling Baiguang's injury seems to be too serious, even if he breathes oxygen, it seems difficult to wake up.

"Brother Jiang, the master woke up three hours ago, he kept nagging you, and you finally came back," said a fellow apprentice, seeing Jiang Xiaobai coming back, wiping away tears.

Jiang Xiaobai held back tears, walked tremblingly to the side of the bed, and asked, "Who is it? Who did it to Master?"

Li Lihong who was on the side sighed, "The sect master didn't know himself, but the other party suddenly appeared at night and instantly killed a dozen of our disciples who were patrolling at night.

After the sect master found out about the situation, he went out to fight that person, but the man's cultivation base was extremely high, and he used a kind of fire-type kung fu, and he seriously injured the sect master with two moves..."

two strokes?

Ye Fan frowned, and asked, "Did Sect Master Ling bring a sword to fight?"

"Yes..." Pan Yi on the side said dejectedly: "It's because the senior brother of the sect leader was injured by two blows from that person with all his strength. We... don't know what to do at all."

Ye Fan's eyes flickered, and he was able to almost kill the swordsman Ling Baiguang who was in the state of concentration with two moves, even if he was in the state of concentration, it was impossible.

This person's strength is much stronger than the Zhang Qian he met before.

Ye Fan said: "Let me see the wound of Master Ling."

The weeping Ling Yuwei remembered that Ye Fan's medical skills were outstanding, so she turned around and said, "Ye Fan! Quickly find a way to save my dad! Don't you know a very good doctor! You know the best medical skills in the world, hurry up Help my dad! I beg you!!"

Ye Fan smiled wryly and said: "Yuwei, don't be like this, I'm not a god, but if I have any chance to cure your father, I will do my best."

Ling Yuwei's tears fell to the ground, and she nodded.

Su Qingxue frowned, and when she heard Ye Fan calling Ling Yuwei's name, she was thoughtful.

Ye Fan lifted the quilt covering Ling Baiguang, and found that his abdomen was wrapped in bandages.

"The blood has stopped, it's a burn mark..." Ye Fan frowned, and asked, "Who treated his wound?"

A man stepped forward and said, "Mr. Ye, it's me. I'm the director of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and I've also studied western medicine. The zhenqi was forcibly suspended, and it disappeared on the spot."

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and took Ling Baiguang's pulse, and immediately his face became more serious.

"Ye Fan, how is my father? Is there any help?" Ling Yuwei asked anxiously.

Ye Fan didn't speak for a long time, and remained silent.

Su Qingxue was also in a hurry, "Husband, just say something, time waits for no one, if you can rescue him sooner, do it sooner."

Ye Fan shook his head, "The medical director of Shushan has already dealt with it to the limit, and it is already a miracle that Ling's injury can survive till now.

I think...Master Ling still can't let go of something in his heart, so let's forcefully continue his life..."

As soon as these words came out, Ling Yuwei and many people present became even more sad.

"By the way, where is Elder Ling? Why isn't he here?" Ye Fan found out that Ling Qingfeng was not in Shushan.

"Master, the old man is already on his way back. I'm afraid the brother in charge also wanted to see the master and Xiaobai again, so he persisted until now," Li Lihong said.

At this moment, Ling Baiguang suddenly coughed and slowly opened his eyes.

"I heard...Xiaobai's voice..."

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head sharply, tears couldn't stop falling, "Master! Master, I'm back! I'm here! How are you, Master?"

Ling Baiguang's face seemed to look a little better, with a little blood color.

But many people were even more sad when they saw this scene. This is clearly a sign of returning to the light!

"Little Bai...listen, from now on...don't go back to Mount Shu..." Ling Baiguang said weakly.

When Jiang Xiaobai heard this, he was a little dazed, "Why... why master..."

"Just follow Mr. Ye and study hard from him. No matter what happens in Shushan...it will have nothing to do with you in the future...you know..." Ling Baiguang said.

Jiang Xiaobai cried and shook his head, "I don't want it! I like Shushan Mountain! I want to come back! Master, I won't be lazy anymore! I really know I was wrong!

Get well soon, master! From now on, I will get up early every day to practice swordsmanship, and I will read books carefully, so I won't make you angry again!

I really know I was wrong...Master...don't leave me, please...I have no relatives since I was a child, and you are my only relative..."

Ling Baiguang blinked, a tear slipped from his eyes onto the pillow.

"You don't even listen to the last words of the master..." Ling Baiguang said.

"I..." Jiang Xiaobai was at a loss for words, his round face was full of bitterness.

The people in Shushan next to him couldn't bear to look at them, and some female disciples even burst into tears.

Everyone knew very well that Jiang Xiaobai was raised by Ling Baiguang as half his son. Although he usually scolded and beat him the most, he was actually his most beloved disciple.

Now that Shushan is in danger, and the opponents are so terrifying, he wants Jiang Xiaobai and Ye Fan to leave Shushan, obviously in order to preserve the incense of Shushan, so that his most proud disciple can carry the unique knowledge of Shushan and live well.

When Ling Baiguang opened his eyes again, he was already looking at Ye Fan, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Ye... I really did not misread you, Xiaobai has only been with you for a short time, and he has grown up a lot."

Ye Fan smiled self-deprecatingly, "It has nothing to do with me, Master Ling, you are overrated."

"I didn't expect that when we meet again, it will be like this...Mr. Ling, I have a request, I hope Mr. Ye can agree to me..." Ling Baiguang had a hint of deep meaning and anticipation in his eyes.