Wang Jin put away the acupunctures one by one. It was obvious that he was a Chinese medicine doctor or a master of acupuncture. Otherwise, he would not have used acupuncture to test whether Meng Xiaoan's illness was fake.
Meng Xiaoan's initial shock turned into a calm look. Wang Jin didn't say anything just now, but now he waits until no one is around to say it. Why?
Wang Jin took a deep look at Meng Xiaoan: "Aren't you surprised why I didn't say anything just now?"
Meng Xiaoan showed an indifferent smile: "You must have your reasons."
Wang Jingdao: "You must have your own reasons for pretending to be sick. I am just a doctor. I am responsible for treating patients. I don't want to care about other things."
Meng Xiaoan suddenly felt that this doctor was somewhat interesting.
He felt that Wang Jin still had something to say, so he was still waiting for him to speak.
Wang Jingdao: "I just checked your body and found that your bones are very good, which is very suitable for practicing martial arts. If I guess correctly, you are practicing martial arts, and it is a boxing skill, right?"
Meng Xiaoan looked at Wang Jin blankly, and then his eyes turned cold. This man actually knew that he practiced Chinese martial arts with a little acupuncture. He really had a great background. Although he did not say that he practiced Tang Quan, he could not tell him about it.
Surprised.
"The boxing technique you want to practice is mainly focused on killing people. You must have a strong body and meridians to exert the power of this boxing technique."
Meng Xiaoan trembled, and suddenly knelt down with a plop: "Uncle Wang, please explain clearly."
"You get up first." Wang Jin helped Meng Xiaoan, who was kneeling, "You are very smart. You guessed what I said. Yes, I will pass on my unique acupuncture. In this way, you can practice boxing faster and improve your skills."
The speed of your cultivation."
Meng Xiaoan felt like it was a dream.
Wang Jin said: "Don't be surprised. I have no ill intentions. We don't know each other. It's fate that we met here." Wang Jin sighed, suddenly put his hand on his face, and took off the human skin mask he wore.
Meng Xiaoan was shocked. Because the face in front of him was full of wrinkles and looked to be at least eighty years old.
"I'm almost ninety years old, and I don't know when God will accept me. I need a disciple to pass on my mantle, and you are the candidate."
"Do you want to?"
"Yes, yes, Master." Meng Xiaoan called Master. What he wanted most now was to improve his martial arts skills.
"I will accept you as my disciple. Don't tell anyone, including your relatives."
"It's Master."
Wang Jin said: "The person who taught you boxing should have taught you all the acupoints on the human body."
Meng Xiaoan nodded and said: "Yes, Master, I have memorized all the acupoints on the human body."
Wang Jingdao: "That's good. You can get twice the result with half the effort. To learn acupuncture, you must first memorize all the acupuncture points on the human body. Let's do this. You can find me at this place tomorrow and I will wait for you there."
As he spoke, he told Meng Xiaoan his address.
Meng Xiaoan and Wang Jin talked inside for half an hour before Meng Xiaoan came out.
The dance has already begun.
Meng Xiaoan saw Qin Sheng and his sister dancing there at a glance. That bastard actually hugged his sister's waist so intimately.
Meng Xiaoan wished he could make this guy a eunuch.
"Xiao An, are you okay?" Liang Wei appeared in front of him mysteriously.
Meng Xiaoan said: "Yeah."
"Can I ask you to dance?" Liang Wei suddenly said with a very "gentlemanly" smile.
Meng Xiaoan hesitated for a moment, then told the truth: "I can't dance, you can find someone else to do it."
Liang Wei showed a smile that was not sarcastic: "I'll teach you."
Meng Xiaoan didn't want to dance, so he said, "I'm sorry, you'd better find someone else." After saying that, he walked out of the living room.
Liang Wei looked at his back and felt strange, but she was not angry. Logically speaking, she should be angry when such a boy rejected her in person, but she couldn't get angry with Meng Xiaoan and chased him out.
"Xiao An, do you have something on your mind?" Liang Wei had a sincere smile on his face, "Tell me, I can help you solve it, or I can be your audience."
"I want to find a place to sit."
Liang Wei said: "Okay, I'll take you there." He led Xiao An to a small pavilion.
Meng Xiaoan said: "Thank you, I want to be alone, you can go and play."
"My cousin's friends are all there. I have nothing to do, so I'll stay with you here." Liang Wei said. As he said that, he sat next to Xiao An.
"It's okay if you don't want to talk. I'll stay quiet with you." Liang Wei said, blinking.
