Hearing Meng Yang's voice, Luo Rong and Xia Luochen turned around together.

When they saw that it was Meng Yang, they all frowned.

Especially Xia Luochen stood up, stared at Meng Yang and snorted: "Didn't I let you stand outside the door?"

Who let you in?

This is my Xia family. No one is qualified to come in unless it is my Xia family and the miracle doctor. Get out of here!"

Meng Yang was just a flat-headed boy, and he actually dared to break into the Xia family. Xia Luochen was furious.

"Who said I'm not a miracle doctor?"

Meng Yang snorted, then he pointed at Luo Rong and said, "Isn't it okay to cure a man?"

Is it that difficult?

It’s ridiculous that you dare to call yourself a miracle doctor with only 50% chance!”

Meng Yang spoke without any mercy, and Luo Rong couldn't help but glared at him. After all, he was also a famous miracle doctor in Jiangbei. He was actually humiliated by a younger generation, so how could he have the face?

"What did you say?"

Luo Rong glared at him.

"I said you are not qualified to be a miracle doctor!"

Meng Yang showed no mercy: "For me, it only takes one day to cure Mr. Xia's disease, and it is 100% cured, and you are only 50% sure, but you call yourself a miracle doctor. Am I wrong?"

"You..." Luo Rong couldn't say a word in anger, and his body was trembling when he stood there.

This young man is too arrogant and 100% sure to cure Xia Dingtian. How is it possible?

You should know that Xia Dingtian has been ineffective for ten years. He has traveled dozens of hospitals of all sizes and has no effect. Even those experts dare not guarantee that Meng Yang is young and even said that 100% can be cured. Isn’t this a crazy saying?

"Master Luo Chen, I suggest you blow this person out immediately. This is clearly a liar in the martial arts world. I guess it was for the Xia family's 100 million reward."

Luo Rong glared at Meng Yang fiercely, and Xia Luochen frowned deeply. No matter from which angle Meng Yang looked at him, he didn't look like a miracle doctor.

Why did Xia Luoxue make a charlatan friend?

"Come on, blow this person out for me. My Xia family doesn't welcome him!"

At Xia Luochen's order, several Xia family servants rushed up with iron sticks and prepared to beat Meng Yang out of the sticks.

Xia Luoxue stood beside her anxious and her face flushed. Meng Yang was the same. You said you could just sneak in, but why do you still brag?

"Mengyang, please apologize to my brother quickly. My brother will let you go if he doesn't care about villains..." Xia Luoxue said with a hint of pleading.

But Meng Yang didn't take it seriously at all. He snatched the iron stick from a servant's hand and drank it away from the crowd.

He looked at Luo Rong and asked, "Doctor Luo, if I guessed correctly, you are 76 years old this year, right?"

Luo Rong was stunned. He didn't know what Meng Yang meant, but he was indeed 76 years old this year.

"You are so lucky. You are even confused by you at how old I am!"

Meng Yang smiled faintly, ignored it, but continued, "Doctor Luo, you are 76 years old this year, but when you were 56 years old, you were no longer able to do it. In other words, you have not had pedestrians for 20 years. I am right?"

Meng Yang's words were shocking, and Luo Rong's expression changed. He looked at Meng Yang with a shocked look. He had indeed not told him for 20 years. This is his personal secret. How did Meng Yang know?

Seeing that Luo Rong's face was gloomy and sunny, Xia Luochen was also confused. Could it be that Meng Yang was right? This Luo Rong was really not good?

"Not only do I know you can't do it, I also know that every night you're cold and your limbs are numb, and you have to take sika deer antler every day to relieve your symptoms."

Meng Yang smiled faintly and said, "Doctor Luo, what I said is right?"

Luo Rong's face was no longer shocked, but horror. Meng Yang knew so clearly about his symptoms. Even he even knew that he had been taking sika deer antler. Who is Meng Yang?

Luo Rong looked shocked. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and subconsciously grabbed the leather bag in his hand. The leather bag contained the deer antler he was taking today.

No one can let others know about his failure for 20 years, otherwise, who would believe that he is a miracle doctor?

How can a miraculous doctor treat his own illness if he can't even cure his own illness?

So, Luo Rong took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but at this time, Xia Luochen asked in confusion: "Doctor Luo, is what this brother Meng said true?"

"This..." Luo Rong whimpered, not knowing how to explain it, but his expression had already made Xia Luochen understand.

Xia Luochen gave a wink at the bodyguards of the Xia family around him. The seven or eight people immediately surrounded Luo Rong and took off the bag from his hand. When he opened the bag, he found a pack of sika deer antler tablets inside... Meng Yang couldn't help but sneer and said, "Doctor Luo, what else do you have to explain now?"

After saying that, he held the sika deer antler in his hand and jokingly said, "You can't even cure yourself. What qualifications do you have to treat Mr. Xia?"

Could it be that you also want Mr. Xia to be like you and never be a man?"

Luo Rong's breathing was fluctuating, and his fingers were clenched white.

Xia Luochen's face is not very good either. Indeed, are you Luo Rong not Jiangbei's miracle doctor?

But you can't even cure your own failure, so why can you have to have his grandfather?

Xia Luochen's face darkened, Luo Rong felt in a dark mood, and he immediately began to argue: "Master Luochen, don't listen to this guy talking nonsense, he is slandering me!"

Luo Rong sneered: "He was just lucky and guessed the antler in my bag. He couldn't cure your grandfather's disease at all!"

Luo Rong stared at Meng Yang coldly and snorted: "Boy, I tell you, in Jiangbei, if there is a disease that cannot be cured by me, Luo Rong, then no one can cure it. Do you understand?"

Luo Rong glared at her and looked extremely unkind at Meng Yang.

"Yeah?"

Meng Yang smiled faintly: "But, what I want to tell you is that if you can't cure it, I can cure it well!"

After saying that, Meng Yang took a step forward without waiting for Luo Rong to answer, and pulled out 8 silver needles from the needle belt. He reached out and grabbed Luo Rong's shoulder directly, making him unable to move.

Luo Rong's personal bodyguard saw Meng Yang take action and wanted to stop him.

"Master Luo Chen, don't you want to know if I can let your grandpa practice dual cultivation?

Help me stop this person, and you will know the answer in a minute!"

Meng Yang shouted loudly.

Xia Luochen hesitated for a moment, but still winked at the people around him. In an instant, Luo Rong's bodyguard was controlled by the Xia family.

"Little bastard, what are you going to do?

Let me go!"

Luo Rong saw Meng Yang holding a silver needle and trying to insert it into his body.

He was so scared that he burst into cold sweat on his back. Meng Yang was just a charlatan and could not have any medical skills at all. If these eight silver needles were pierced into his body, wouldn’t he die miserably?

"Let you go?

Don’t you want to be a real man anymore?”

Meng Yang smiled and eight silver needles pierced into Luo Rong's body.

A severe pain exploded directly on Luo Rong's body like a tide.

Luo Rong could only feel that he seemed to be shaking deep into the sea of ​​swords and fire, and the pain made his whole body tremble.

"Bastard, you dare to treat me like this?

Let me tell you, my Jiangbei Luo family is not so easy to bully. I want to make you live worse than death!”

Luo Rong was extremely angry.

"You'd better feel it, it's not too late to scold me again!"

Meng Yang smiled faintly.
Chapter completed!