Chapter 4: Reiki Land

Looking at the back of Su Yan's departure, Su Bingxian slowly recovered his expression, and directly paralyzed onto the leather sofa.

"Father, what should we do?"

Su Tianlun still has anxiety on his face, but he knows Zhou Tianhao's character, and he will definitely retaliate.

"Don't worry, we have already separated from him, presumably Zhou Huihuang will not embarrass us."

As soon as the words fell, there was a piercing car chirping outside the house. Looking through the window, several tattooed men were standing outside the door, knocking on the door.

"Knock, knock.

"Open the door for Lao Tzu."

"Huh, let's not open again, we are going to break in."

Su Bingxian hurriedly stepped forward to open the door, with a cold expression on his face: "I wonder why this gentlemen are here?"

"Hmph, you should be very clear why we are here."

"Su Yan is no longer here. We have cut off relations with him long ago."

Zhang Cuiwen hurriedly said, "Yes,yes, he doesn't come home almost every day, and we have stopped talking with him long ago."

The big headed man glared at his eyes, and said with his voice, "We can't rely on your side words, search for me."

"Hey, you are breaking into a private house. If you dare to do anything wrong, I will call the police." Zhang Cuiwen shouted.

The leader said with a sneer, "You can call the police and try."

Su Bingxian stopped his wife's thoughts and tried to restore calmness and said: "You can search, but don't break things."

A group of people immediately began to search. The villa has a total of three floors, and they left no missing place inside or outside.

"If he comes back, if you dare to hide, don't blame Jay Chou for not showing mercy."

"It must be. If he dares to come back, we will be the first to report."

When the group of people left, they were relieved.

"This little beast has hurt us."

Zhang Cuiwen still has a deep hatred for Su Yan, it's not how he would provoke such a big deal.

"This is not a bad thing, but a good thing."

Su Bingxian took a sip of water and restored his refined demeanor.

"How Isn't this a bad thing?" Zhang Cuiwen asked.

" Think about it carefully, he will be eighteen years old soon, and there will be no alimony. I have been thinking about how to drive him out. This time he got into trouble and helped me a lot."

Su Bingxian said with a smile on his face, and his mood was extremely refreshing.

Zhang Cuiwen, who understood it, also recovered her calm, she couldn't help but sneered, "You are really smart."

...

At this time, Su Yan was walking on the street with people coming and going, but he didn't know any of them, and didn't know where to go.

In fact, Su Yan could completely recover his fingers, but now he does not have any spiritual power, and he could not find a place with spiritual power in this huge city.

If he had enough spiritual energy, Su Yan could reach the Foundation establishment realm all at once, and let him recover completely that day.

"Forget it, find a place to treat it with your hands."

With a clear purpose, Su Yan began to pay attention to the clinic on the street. He didn't dare to go to the big hospital. He must be monitored by Zhou Huihuang.

However, except for some pharmacies on the street, all the rest were selling dog skin plasters, which could not treat his fracture at all.

Just when Su Yan's search was fruitless and his fingers had begun to swell, he saw a small advertisement posted on a telephone pole.

Jinlao Clinic treats all kinds of diseases, such as syphilis, gunshot wounds and fractures, infertility..., if are not cured completely, we will refund the money.

Seeing the gunshot wound and fracture, Su Yan couldn't help but move to the address written on the small piece of paper.

Although he knew from the memory of Su Yan that such small advertisements were deceptive, but now he had nowhere to go, so he had to give it a try.

After walking through a few shabby streets and a few small alleys, Su Yan arrived at the so-called Jin Lao Clinic.

This is a dilapidated small wooden square, with a small door half hidden, and a big hole in it, and a pungent musty smell comes from the sunlight.

Su Yan calmed down for a while before knocking on the door, and immediately heard a clear and hearty voice.

"Please come in."

With a quick push, the door creaked and it was broken directly, which made Su Yan a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll fix it later."

When Su Yan entered the room, the musty smell became more intense, and with his extraordinary concentration, he was also overwhelmed by this smell.

"How about treating venereal diseases or syphilis?"

A man lying on a chair did not look at Su Yan at all, still looking at his mobile phone, making strange noises from time to time.

"Oh, I'll treat the fracture."

Su Yan muttered in his heart, Mr. Jin, he is about the same as sloppy Jin.

The man glanced at Su Yan and said blankly: "Go out, turn right, and the third room."

Su Yan understood, and hurried away, to the place the man said.

This is much better than that place. Although it is rundown, it has a primitive feel.

There were some bonsai in front of the door, and an old man was doing Tai Chi in the narrow walkway.

Su Yan looked at it curiously and nodded slightly. The reason why he nodded was because the old man's movements were very similar to an old friend of his.

Of course, his old friend is a generation of medicine emperor who can refine all kinds of elixir in the world.

Su Yan hadn't spoken yet, the old man was slowly ending his movement, looking at Su Yan, his eyes pierced.

"Are you here to treat a gunshot wound or a broken bone?"

"Fracture."

"Well, come with me."

The old man opened the closet, took a white coat and put it on him, and suddenly became an old doctor.

"Where is the fracture."

"Hand."

Su Yan's face was full of vigilance, because the old man gave him a breath of spiritual power that seemed to be absent, making him a little wary.

"Relax, no need to be nervoud

The old doctor was very kind and looked at Su Yan's face very indifferently. He checked it, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face.

"How did your injury come from?"

Seeing that Su Yan is not old, the old doctor came to his place again and couldn't help thinking.

"I hit someone."

The old doctor's pupils shrank, and his face was surprised: "Where did you hit someone?"

"Face."

The old doctor felt a pain on his face for no reason, and if he could beat his hands like this, the other party might have beaten into a pig head.

"Your injury is not very serious, but my treatment here are limited, so I can only treat it conservatively."

"Can you use the fastest method? I want to recover sooner."

Su Yan looked into the old doctor's eyes, full of expectation, more of a kind of coercion.

The old doctor was taken aback. He had lived for decades. He had never seen anyone, even the leaders of the city, he had treated him, and none of them had the majesty as Su Yan's eyes.

Su Yan's eyes were not fierce, nor evil, but deep as Ocean, giving the old man a deep feeling like a starry sky, just like an old monster who had lived for a long time.

"The fastest way? Yes, there is, but I'm afraid you can't bear it."

"I can bear it."

"This would be very painful."

The old doctor's face became serious, it was not a joke.

"It's okay."

Su Yan's voice became cold, jokes, he had endured a lot of pain after living for so long, and the pain of bone-chewing and the burning of the flames, he did not blink.