Wake up suddenly, back to the time when my wife and daughter had an accident

Chapter 261

Lin Jiangchun was not angry when he saw that Meng Haisheng did not want to live with them. He could fully understand the idea that young people did not like to live with their parents.

After all, he was young once.

"That's fine. You have money now. It's not bad to buy some property in Beijing."

"When are you going to Beijing? I'll find someone familiar with Beijing to take you around."

"It's not decided yet. I'll call you when I'm ready to go."

"Just call home. Although I'm often away, the guards at home will definitely help pass on the message."

Meng Haisheng was shocked. Lin Jiangchun was a doctor. How could he have guards?

It couldn't be as he guessed. He was treating the big leader now.

The big leader's illness completely improved in August. At that time, Lin Mucheng's parents did not come back from the border. It was definitely not the big leader they treated.

It is said that someone invited a very powerful Chinese medicine doctor to use acupuncture magic to help the big leader cure his illness.

These secrets were only discussed later when Meng Haisheng became successful and some bigwigs gathered together to chat.

The big boss had a very strange disease. He often had headaches and had undergone a craniotomy, but it seemed to have little effect.

As long as the headache was severe, there was a risk of cerebral hemorrhage.

After struggling for a while, Meng Haisheng deliberately talked about some strange things in the village when chatting.

"Dad, I heard from Mu Cheng that you are very good at Chinese medicine and you also know some lost silver needle techniques."

"It's not that magical. It's just some techniques passed down by the ancestors of the Lin family."

"Don't be modest. There was an old lady in our village who had a migraine every other day. She asked the old Chinese doctor in the village to give her acupuncture to cure it."

"There was also an old man in the village who had a problem with his brain, his mouth was crooked, and his arms and legs could not move. Everyone thought he would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life. Later, he found a barefoot doctor who used acupuncture to cure him."

"Later, the old man lived to be over 80 years old and never had the problem of crooked mouth again."

Lin Jiangchun was obviously stunned when he heard Meng Haisheng say this.

"How long did it take for that old man to be cured?"

"It took quite a long time, at least three months. It was thanks to the barefoot doctor in the village next door. Otherwise, who would have the time to use silver needles for acupuncture every day?"

"It really took quite a long time."

"I can't rush into the problem in my mind."

Lin Jiangchun seemed to be inspired by something. He borrowed Meng Haisheng's phone and called Beijing.

"Old Lin, who are you calling?"

Su Yayin frowned slightly, looking unhappy.

"I called my senior brother, not someone else."

When Su Yayin heard the word "senior brother", her face obviously looked much better.

"I'm naturally relieved about the eldest brother, but I'm really worried about the third brother's character. You must be careful of him and don't tell him everything."

"Wang Xian is a very good person. He is just a little eager for quick success. As long as the eldest brother is here, he will definitely not do anything out of line."

Meng Haisheng, who was standing aside, was struck by lightning when he heard the word Wang Xian. Isn't this the Chinese medicine master who cured the big leader in the previous life?

It was for this reason that Wang Xian became famous in the Chinese medicine community.

Later, Meng Changyue and Wang Xian jointly opened a pharmaceutical factory, which made Meng Changyue quickly rich.

Meng Changyue didn't have much business acumen, but it must be said that his network of contacts was really wide.

In the previous life, Meng Haisheng had to work hard to reach the height that Meng Changyue could surpass in a few years.

Thinking of the two people fighting for many years in the previous life, a strange idea suddenly appeared in Meng Haisheng's mind.

Could that strange little note written by Lin Jinhui be an encrypted Chinese medicine prescription?

This recipe can cure all diseases and even prolong life?

Otherwise, why would Meng Changyue fight him for this recipe for his whole life?

Logically, there is no hatred between the two.

In his previous life, Meng Changyue should have known that Lin Jiangchun could cure the big leader's headache.

I just don't know why they had a car accident on their way back to Beijing and both died.

Assuming that Meng Changyue had no way to introduce Wang Xian to the big leader, the big leader would definitely help Meng Changyue after his illness was cured. This is why he was able to thrive in Beijing and become prosperous quickly.

Thinking of this, Meng Haisheng felt a chill on his spine. Meng Changyue should have known about the existence of Lin Jinhui's little note a long time ago.

There was just one thing Meng Haisheng couldn't figure out. Why did Meng Changyue try every means to find his photo?

For a moment, Meng Haisheng felt as if there was a layer of fog in front of his eyes. He felt that he was very close to the truth, but it seemed that the logic was not making sense.

Meng Changyue, a man who walked out of the ravine,How did a college student get to know these secrets?

But he couldn't ask Lin Jiangchun directly now, so he could only wait for him to go to Beijing in a few days.

"Third Senior Brother is not only eager for quick success, but also has bad intentions. For money, he has no medical ethics at all."

"You have been studying the topic of cerebral congestion. Obviously, everyone's technology is not enough to completely stimulate with silver needles to dredge blood vessels, but Third Senior Brother didn't listen and secretly took people's lives to practice."

"People like him shouldn't be doctors."

Su Yayin's voice was full of disgust.

"I know everything. I have already told Senior Brother about this."

As he spoke, Lin Chunjiang showed a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Alas, it's all because I didn't learn well. The silver needle magic skills have long been lost. The silver needle skills we know now are not even one-tenth of our ancestors'."

At this point, Meng Haisheng suddenly remembered something.

In his basement, in addition to the small yellow croaker, there was also a box of medical books.

At that time, he roughly flipped through it and there seemed to be several books with pictures of silver needles.

In the evening, while everyone finished dinner and chatted with the children in the house, Meng Haisheng quietly went to the small compartment under the stairs.

Last time, in order to take the yellow croaker conveniently, Meng Haisheng opened the basement again.

He quietly went down to the basement with a flashlight, searched for a few times, and indeed found three books related to silver needles.

"I hope these books can help."

The time spent together is always short. Lin Mucheng, Su Yayin, and Lin Jiangchun chatted until the early morning last night before they were reluctant to go to bed.

"Mom and Dad, wait a minute."

Meng Haisheng took the book and pulled Lin Mucheng to their room together.

"Dad, take a look at these three books and see if you can use them."

"I got these by accident. They looked like ancient books, so I couldn't bear to throw them away, so I kept them."

Lin Jiangchun took the slightly old book from Meng Haisheng with a puzzled look on his face. The moment he saw the title of the book, he froze.

"This is actually "The Silk Needle"? "