The night of Dongming City, like a thick ink inkstone, is deep and cannot be opened......

However, at this moment, in a certain ward of the Affiliated Hospital of Dongming Medical University, the lights were bright, and a young man with a pale face was lying quietly on the hospital bed, his head wrapped in layers of gauze, making it difficult to see his face.

Lying on the hospital bed was a senior student named Qin Fan at the School of Medicine of Dongming University, who had a car accident a few days ago and suffered a massive intracranial hemorrhage, and his condition was serious.

His home was located in a remote mountainous area, and the news was blocked, and it was not until today that his father heard the news.

The burly middle-aged man sitting on the edge of the hospital bed is Qin Fan's father, Qin Feng, looking at his ragged and dusty appearance, he is no better than the migrant workers who have just come out of the construction site.

"You are the patient's family, right? Let's go and pay the patient's hospitalization and medical expenses for the past ten days, as well as the operation fee, adding up to a total of 110,000 yuan. ”

After a white coat finished speaking, he handed a list to the middle-aged man.

"Fan'er, you are the lifeblood of your father, you can't just leave, your kid has a hard life, you will definitely carry it, right? Dad still expects you to cook and drink for me, and send me to the end of my old age......

"Your mother left us twenty years ago, is it possible...... You're going to leave me now?"

Seeing that Qin Feng ignored him, the white coat said impatiently: "You hand over the money now, we can arrange the operation for the patient immediately, if the patient delays the operation because of the arrears of medical expenses, you are responsible for it." ”

When Qin Feng heard this, he immediately picked up the list and prepared to pay the fare, when he saw the long list of numbers on it, Qin Feng's face was embarrassed, except for the travel fee from the mountain village to here, the money left in his pocket was less than eight hundred, one hundred thousand, which was simply astronomical for him.

"Doctor, I don't have so much money now, can I have a few days of grace, can you operate on my son first, please...... Help!"

As soon as he heard this, he looked at the crumpled change in Qin Feng's hand, and looked at Qin Feng in disgust with the white coat, and the last trace of patience disappeared without a trace.

"I'm sorry, the hospital has a rule, if the money is not paid, you can't operate, and you have to pay the hospitalization and medical fees for ten days, otherwise I can only move your son to the hall. ”

As he spoke, the doctor walked towards the door, and after several nurses behind him glanced at Qin Feng's father and son, they sighed helplessly, and felt a little sympathy in their hearts.

They all still remember Qin Fan's appearance when he was first sent in, although his face was covered with blood, he was indeed very handsome, handsome guys, and he could often easily win the favor of the opposite sex.

Qin Feng didn't care about anything else, rushed to the doctor, and said pleadingly, "Doctor, how can you see death and not save it, don't worry, I am a good talker, I will definitely pay the hospitalization fee and surgery fee as soon as possible, please save my son first!"

The doctor was blocked in the way, and he pulled Qin Feng's hand away in disgust, and said angrily: "The hospital has a rule, pay the money first and then see a doctor, if you don't have the money to see a doctor!"

"Doctor Ma Xuan, don't be so ugly when you speak, don't we have ...... in our hospital?"

Before the nurse could finish speaking, Ma Xuan glared at her fiercely and interrupted: "It's none of your business, don't intervene!"

"You!"

Qin Feng was so angry that his facial muscles twitched, and he didn't know what to say, and in the end, his straight legs slowly bent down, and he knelt in front of the white coat with a plop, his head tilted, and his eyes were full of humiliation and helplessness......

............

In a chaotic space.

Qin Fan wandered aimlessly and muttered softly, "This is ...... Where? Didn't I get hit by a car? Could it be ...... But it doesn't look like it......"

"Haha...... The Netherworld isn't that pretty. ”

A burst of laughter came from the void, which immediately made Qin Fan's body tense, and he glanced around vigilantly, and said carefully: "Who? pretending to be a ghost, come out!"

"Little fellow, dare to say that your ancestors are pretending to be ghosts? It is very disrespectful! I will punish you according to my temper before my death! But ...... For the sake of your soul talent, you can barely reach the face of being my heir, so I will spare you this time. ”

As soon as the words fell, a white-haired old man's phantom appeared in front of Qin Fan.

The old man stood with a smile on his hands, with a crane hair and a childish face, fairy wind bones, and a pair of eyes exuding golden rays, which were very easy to indulge in and unable to extricate themselves.

"Ancestral ...... Zong?"

Qin Fan stared at the old man in front of him with wide eyes, surprisingly not affected by his pupils, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his thoughts fell into a short-circuit state for a while.

The old man nodded and smiled: "That's right, I am the ancestor of the Qin family, before I ascended to become an immortal, I left a wisp of soul in the world, and among the descendants who have the bloodline of the Qin family, whoever reaches the bloodline concentration standard, I will appear in the sea of consciousness." ”

Qin Fan savored the old man's words, but because the amount of information he received for a while was too large and incredible, he couldn't sort it out.

Seeing this, the old man sat down and continued: "I know that you can't accept it for a while, and listen to me carefully. ”

"But anyone who cultivates the immortal path and ascends can leave a kind of bloodline power for his family, and pass it on from generation to generation, hundreds of years ago, I entered the immortal ascension with the medical way, and the bloodline power left for the Qin family is the bloodline pupil I created, the spirit pupil. ”

Hearing this, Qin Fan seemed to understand a little, and immediately asked, "What is a spirit pupil?"

"Huh...... The spirit pupil can be said to be a kind of pupil technique, which is infinitely mysterious and has many wonderful uses, but it requires people with excellent soul talent to inherit it. ”

Qin Fan's face was stunned, this skill is definitely against the sky!

And just as Qin Fan began to fantasize about how to use the spirit pupil to win Bai Fumei and reach the pinnacle of life, the old man suddenly poured a basin of cold water on his head.

"Don't think about good things, unless you cultivate the Spirit Pupil to a high and profound realm, otherwise in the early stage, there will be a lot of restrictions, and you will slowly discover it yourself later. ”

"In addition, to open the spirit pupil, the brain needs to undergo strong stimulation from the outside world, so that under the action of the Qin bloodline, a special energy is born in the skull, which acts on the eyes before it can be opened, so the car accident you encountered before helped you. ”

Qin Fan smiled bitterly, in this way, he was really a blessing in disguise, but this disaster was a bit big, and he almost killed himself.

"Then how to activate the spirit pupil?" Qin Fan continued to ask, looking urgent.

"Simple, just concentrate on your eyes, cough cough ......"

The old man coughed violently, and the phantom faded a lot, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that this wisp of my soul has stayed in the world for too long, and I said a lot to you just now, and it is about to dissipate......"

"Alas...... But I'm still lucky, and among the younger generations, there is finally a past that I can see. ”

"Okay, when it is about to dissipate, it is also fate to meet you, you are my junior, and the purity of your blood and soul talent are acceptable, I will pass on your Taoism, hoping that you can help the world and benefit the common people. ”

"This Xuanling Taoist Scripture brings together my lifelong medical skills, medical experience, and annotations on the power of the bloodline and the spirit pupil, and now, all of them are passed on to you!"

After speaking, the old man's finger stretched forward and slammed it at the center of Qin Fan's eyebrows, and at the same time, Qin Fan only felt that a stream of majestic information was forcibly poured into his mind, making his head seem to explode, extremely painful.

And the phantom of the old man, at this moment, also dissipated without a trace.

............

"Ahh

A loud scream resounded through the ward, Qin Fan sat up violently like a corpse, opened his eyes, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the doctors, nurses, and Qin Feng present were really frightened.

After a moment, Qin Fan came back to his senses and realized that there was really an ancient book called Xuanling Daodian in his mind, and then he realized that everything that happened before was really not a dream.

Qin Fan came back to his senses, looked at the white sheets and quilt, and his nose was filled with the smell of formalin, only to realize that he was in the hospital, and then Qin Fan turned his head and saw his father, at this moment his heart was pricked by a needle.

Because he saw his father kneeling in front of a middle-aged doctor, begging for something, and the doctor's arrogant and mocking expression was undisguised on his face.

Qin Fan thought about it and understood the reason, he knew his father very well, on weekdays, he was a barefoot doctor in a mountain village, although he didn't make much money, but he was arrogant and resolute, if it wasn't for himself, how could his father give up his dignity as a man.

"Dad, I'm sorry, my son made you suffer. Qin Fan held back his tears, pulled out the infusion needle from his hand, walked in front of Qin Feng, and helped him up.