My Master Is a God

Looking at his unconscious son in the car, Wang Musheng felt regretful and distressed. He blamed himself in his heart for not caring about him well, let alone getting to know him better. The lack of understanding of his son was what made him feel so sad. This tragedy happened.

Coupled with the crying of his wife, it made him more and more upset.

At this moment, he just wanted to get his son out of the car as soon as possible, because the car was violently impacted and deformed, and his son's leg was stuck under the steering wheel, and he couldn't move it for a while.

Wang Musheng panicked. Seeing his son's bloody face, he was anxious.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a young man approaching. Wang Musheng, who was in a hurry, ignored him, but he didn't expect that the young man came to the front and back of the car and asked the couple not to touch their son. It would be very dangerous to move any further.

Out of worry and panic, both Wang Musheng and his wife Li Jia stopped and subconsciously looked at the young man.

But seeing the solemn expression on the young man's face, staring at his son, Wang Musheng couldn't help but stare blankly at this moment. Although he is not considered to have seen countless people, he has seen some outstanding people.

This young man gave him a unique feeling. After the initial concern was chaotic, because of the young man's appearance, Wang Musheng calmed down a lot. He nodded to the young man, and then signaled to his wife Li Jia to let her give Youth gives way.

The young man is undoubtedly Yang Yiyun. With his observation ability beyond ordinary people and his eyes of reading many medical classics, after approaching the injured boy in the car, he observed that the boy's aura was vague, and his face was dark. The color of blue.

This phenomenon shows that his breathing was severely short of breath, probably due to the blockage of his breathing passage during the violent impact, coupled with the bleeding from his head, and being pulled and shaken by the middle-aged couple, not only could he not save the boy , will also accelerate his injury.

Out of instinct to save people, since Yang Yiyun saw it, he naturally wouldn't just stand by, so he loudly stopped the couple from shaking the boy again.

After the middle-aged couple cleared the way, Yang Yiyun walked over and saw the steering wheel stuck on the teenager, but he didn't pay attention to it first, because it was a traumatic injury, and it would kill him, and the fatal thing was his poor breathing. He would be suffocated to death just by holding his breath.

He stretched out his hand and punched the boy's body with true energy, and it was immediately clear that the breath in his body had condensed and blocked in the two places of his head and chest.

There was also a violent impact on the head, which caused a capillary to rupture, and also accelerated the dangerous situation of the teenager.

After finding out the reason, Yang Yiyun didn't hesitate, saving people was like putting out a fire. The young man's situation was very dangerous and he dared not delay.

First of all, he mobilized his true qi and slowly attached it to the boy's chest, unblocking his blocked breath, and then used his true qi to dissolve the breath in his head.

Just these two steps can save the boy's life first, at least he can breathe freely.

As Yang Yiyun cleared the boy's congealed breathing, the black and blue color on the boy's face instantly changed from white to red, and returned to normal color after a while. The cyan color has improved a lot.

Moreover, after Yang Yiyun cleared the boy's breathing, the boy who was still in a coma let out a long exhalation sound.

This made the middle-aged couple around them, or Wang Musheng and Li Jia's couple, all heave a sigh of relief, knowing that today they encountered high-powered medical skills.

As a mother, Li Jia wept with joy. She was worried about her son just now to the point where she, a mother, didn't want to live if something happened to his son.

At this moment, seeing that her son finally breathed and his face became normal again, she finally felt relieved a little. Looking at Yang Yiyun's back, she was full of gratitude. Seeing that the other party still didn't stop, she knew that her son's injury might be serious. In the eyes of the little expert in front of him, he has not passed the danger, so he can only cover his mouth and weep, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the other party to save his son.

And Wang Musheng was similar to what his wife was thinking. He understood that today he met a medical expert and it was still raining. All he could do at the moment was to hold an umbrella for Yang Yiyun as much as possible and let him treat his son.

Looking at Yang Yiyun, Wang Musheng's eyes were full of light and a trace of respect. He is from a certain branch of the Yanjing Military Region, and he knows more than ordinary people. He knows that there are indeed some strange people in China.

And Yang Yiyun looks young, so he is three or four years older than his son Wang Zongren. At such a young age, not to mention his medical skills, just judging from his calmness in saving lives, he is not comparable to his peers .

In Wang Musheng's mind, he guessed that Yang Yiyun was the successor of a famous medical master, thinking about the professional instinct in his mind, which one of those who have made great achievements in the field of Chinese medicine in China has accepted a young disciple?

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Musheng didn't even think of it.

At this moment, Wang Musheng saw a scene that shocked him.

After the young man in front of him took his hand away from his son's head, he grabbed the deformed steering wheel with one hand, and suddenly let out a deep and soft shout, and the next moment he forcibly broke the steering wheel in his hand and deformed it.

Immediately afterwards, he will say: "Come and help~"

Wang Musheng regained his senses in shock, and hurried over to carry his son out of the car with the young man, and then went straight to the villa, the villa of the family of three was behind him.

After putting the son away in the villa, the young man put his fingers together on the son's body, like tapping acupuncture points in martial arts TV, and then massaged the son with his palm.

After about seven or eight minutes, the young man stopped, let out a breath, and said slightly sweaty on his forehead: "Okay, let him lie down and rest for a while, his life is basically not in danger, wait for the heavy rain After the break, you guys took him to the city for a full checkup."

Yang Yiyun felt a little weak when he was talking to the couple, and couldn't help but sat down on the sofa. He just used his true energy to repair a ruptured capillary on the boy's head, but it consumed too much of his true energy and mind.

After finishing this meeting, my body was very weak.

Wang Musheng could see that Yang Yiyun was in a weak state at the moment. Hearing his words, he was finally worried about his son, because at this time, his son in his eyes had not woken up, but his face and breathing had become normal. It was like falling asleep.

He quickly said to his wife Li Jia: "Old Li, go and pour water for the husband~"

"Oh~" Li Jia, who was also overly panicked, came back to his senses, heard her husband's words, and quickly turned around to pour water for Yang Yiyun.

At this time, Wang Musheng said gratefully: "My name is Wang Musheng, that's my wife Li Jia, and this is my son Wang Zongren, who is from Yanjing. Dare I ask you...what do you call Mr.?"

Wang Musheng sat across from Yang Yiyun and asked gratefully.

"My name is Yang Yiyun. I go to university in the ancient capital. Mr. Wang can just call me by my name." Yang Yiyun looked at Wang Musheng and looked at him. Only now did he have time to observe Wang Musheng and his wife.

"Sir, drink water~" At this time Li Jia came over, holding two glasses of water in his hands.

"Thank you~" Yang Yiyun thanked him, and after taking a sip of hot water, he felt better.

"If it wasn't for Mr. today, we...we would have done it~" Li Jia said with a look of fear in the back, and didn't continue, and then gave her husband Wang Musheng a hard look.

Yang Yiyun saw that the latter Wang Musheng was stared at by his wife, he couldn't help but blush in embarrassment, and didn't dare to look at his wife Li Jia.

In Yang Yiyun's eyes, the couple were about the same age, they looked about forty-six or seventeen, especially Wang Musheng's wife, Li Jia, was probably well-maintained, and looked like she was just in her early forties.

Moreover, the husband and wife both seemed to have extraordinary manners. Although they looked plain and low-key in their clothes, the aura exuding from their bodies really couldn't be concealed.

Li Jia gave Yang Yiyun the impression that he had a strong literary atmosphere, as if he was a professor in a university.

But when he observed Wang Musheng, his eyes froze, and he couldn't help but squinted his eyes, because he felt the evil spirit from Wang Musheng.

If a person can exude evil spirits, it can only mean that he has seen blood in his hands, either killed animals or killed people.

This kind of breath can't be concealed, and it can't be restrained. In terms of cultivation, it is the same as the cause and effect of Buddhism.

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun even began to wonder in his heart whether this Wang Musheng might be a murderer?

After all, these days, there are all kinds of people.

So Yang Yiyun didn't hide it at all, squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Musheng directly: "Mr. Wang, you have a lot of evil spirit, have you ever got blood on your hands?"

While speaking, Yang Yiyun's whole body was tense, ready to strike at any time.