Hero Son-in-law

Jiang Wennian stood up in excitement. Although he said that he would leave it up to fate, but at this crucial moment, there was no one who didn't want to live.    

"As long as you can save my father, I will be your slave. We can even give you the entire Jiangheng Group!"    

Jiang Chengfeng also quickly followed.    

Yang Jiekai laughed and teased, "You guys gave me everything. Aren't you afraid that I'll end up living on the streets and living a simple life?"    

Jiang Chengfeng said seriously, "As long as father is safe and sound, our family can be together. Don't even mention a simple meal, we can even have a meal!"    

Yang Jiekai nodded his head secretly. It seemed that Jiang Chengfeng was different from most of the other rich kids. He was still a filial son.    

"Mr. Jiang, can I trouble you to lend me your hand?" Wu Tie said.    

Jiang Wennian immediately reached out his hand. Yang Jiekai pinched the wrist of the other party and took a glance. Then, he did something that no one expected.    

Pow!    

Yang Jiekai suddenly crushed a teacup, picked up a glass shard and cut a bloody wound on Jiang Wennian's wrist.    

The cut was particularly deep, and it tore through the blood vessels. For a moment, blood flowed profusely.    

"What are you doing!"    

Jiang Chengfeng reacted, he picked up the ashtray on the table and was about to throw it at Yang Jiekai.    

"Please don't be angry, Young Master!"    

The little soldier stopped him and said indifferently, "If he wants our lives, there are countless ways."    

Jiang Chengfeng was stunned for a moment before reacting. What the little soldier said was indeed reasonable. If this person wanted to take their lives, there was no need to go through all that trouble.    

"If you don't want your dad to die, then just quietly wait by the side."    

Yang Jiekai said impatiently. Seeing the pain on Jiang Wennian's face, he said lightly, "Mr. Jiang doesn't need to panic. To cure the poison in your body, you need to cut open your blood vessels and release some of the poison."    

Jiang Wennian's wrist was in pain, he clenched his teeth and said, "I will listen to you."    

Jiang Chengfeng was worried on the side. Although he knew that this person did not want to murder his father, he still felt very nervous after hearing what he said about the treatment method.    

I couldn't help but to muster up my courage, "But, if the blood continues like this, even if the poison is cured, but my father lost so much blood, he still has to … "I have to …"    

"If you don't want your dad to cure you, then just continue with the bullshit."    

Yang Jiekai said impatiently. The soldier beside him secretly pulled Jiang Chengfeng's arm, signaling him to be quiet.    

Although the little soldier was not a cultivator, he was still a top-notch expert among ordinary people. He was only a step away from reaching the cultivation realm. However, he was stuck at a bottleneck and was unable to break through.    

Thus, he knew the strength of cultivators much better than Jiang Chengfeng. He knew that the person in front of him must have his reasons for doing this.    

As more and more blood was lost, Jiang Wennian's face began to turn pale and he was completely exhausted. If it wasn't for Jiang Chengfeng's support, he wouldn't even have the strength to sit still.    

Jiang Chengfeng became more and more worried as he looked at his father's expression. If the blood continued to flow, his father would bleed to death.    

Just as he was about to continue speaking, Yang Jiekai suddenly did something that was beyond his imagination.    

He picked up a piece of glass and cut a wound on his wrist. Then, he stuck the wound to Jiang Wennian's wound.    

Next, Yang Jiekai put his other hand together and with a grave expression, he dug at an acupuncture point on his heart.    

After a few seconds, Jiang Wennian's face gradually regained its color and he had the strength to talk again. He exclaimed, "Little brother, I can't let you do that!"    

He could clearly feel the other party's blood continuously entering his body from the wounds on his wrist.    

"Don't speak, otherwise all previous work will be wasted!"    

At this moment, Yang Jiekai's face had turned extremely ugly and his forehead was covered in beads of cold sweat.    

Not long after, when Jiang Wennian's expression completely returned to normal, Yang Jiekai immediately moved his wrist away and pressed a few acupuncture points on the other party's body. The bleeding on Jiang Wennian's wrist immediately stopped.    

"Feel it, has the poison in your body been resolved?" Yang Jiekai said while covering his wrist.    

Jiang Wennian closed his eyes and stood up to stretch his body. His face lit up. "My illness is cured!"    

Hearing this, Jiang Chengfeng was extremely excited, "Father, is this true?!"    

"Really, my illness is completely cured!"    

The father and son were extremely excited. Then, they turned around and looked at Yang Jiekai. The father and son duo kneeled down together on the ground, "My Jiang family will never forget little brother's saving grace!"    

Jiang Chengfeng looked at the pale face of Yang Jiekai and said guiltily, "If it was a blood transfusion just now, it would have been fine if you lost to me. How can you hurt your benefactor's body …"    

"What's the use of losing your blood!"    

Yang Jiekai's face turned pale after losing a lot of blood to Jiang Wennian. He held his wrist and said, "If it was that simple, I wouldn't have had today's matter."    

"It's not that I want to claim credit for all of you, it's just that your luck is good today. It just so happens that I'm the one you ran into, otherwise even the deities wouldn't be able to help you."    

What he said was the truth. Yang Jiekai himself also had a special physique and had a pure Yang body. His blood was impervious to poisons and could cure all the strange poisons in the world.    

In addition, he himself was also a very strong cultivator. Only by using pure inner power to refine his blood could he dispel the Profound poison in Jiang Wennian's body.    

If it were anyone else, no matter how high their cultivation was, without this unique constitution, they could only stare helplessly.    

"Benefactor, from now on, I, Jiang Wennian, will give everything, including my Jiangheng Group, to benefactor. Although this little thing is nothing in the eyes of benefactor, it's still a little kindness to me, please do not decline!"    

Jiang Wennian said sincerely.    

"You two, stand up and talk."    

Yang Jiekai let out a soft sigh, secretly appreciating the father and son duo. Whether it was in terms of character or other aspects, they were all decent and grateful, completely different from those narrow-minded businessmen.    

"Keep the company for yourselves, I don't lack that thing. I just want to save you guys because you think you're not bad. In the future, just do more for the public good, and it'll be the biggest gift to me."    

Jiang Wennian stood up and didn't insist. He said sincerely, "No matter what, you are my savior. As long as my benefactor needs my old bones, I will not refuse!"    

"We'll talk about it later. You should go back and rest up for a few days. I still have things to do so I'll be leaving first."    

Yang Jiekai waved his hand, then picked up the blackstone on the table and left without looking back.    

Jiang Wennian bowed 90 degrees respectfully. Only after the other party had completely disappeared from the door did he slowly stand up.    

"I will do my best to repay you for saving my life!"    

"Old mister."    

The soldier at the side suddenly said, "I'm afraid this time, it's not just about the favor of saving my life. That brother of yours paid a huge price for you."