Leng Xuan used his true energy to examine Zhou Jingpeng's body. It took more than half an hour. After everything was completed, he was basically sure that Zhou Jingpeng's legs were caused by cold illness.
If you do it slowly, it will not only consume a lot of energy, but also take a lot of time. He sighed and told Zhou Jingpeng exactly what he had found out.
Zhou Jingpeng said: "Then is there any cure?"
Leng Xuan smiled bitterly and said: "Of course it can be cured, but it takes too long. It will take at least two or three months, and it cannot be interrupted every day, otherwise it will relapse, and all the efforts will be wasted."
Zhou Jingpeng's expression was slightly strange. Of course, he knew that Leng Xuan could not ignore him. He must be in some difficulty and it was difficult to speak. So he smiled and said: "You must be very busy now, right? If so, then it doesn't matter if my legs are delayed for a while."
Yes, it has been two or three years anyway."
Leng Xuan said angrily: "You also said that if you met me two years ago, I could cure you in an hour, but it took too long, so now it is almost useless. I am now
My time is really busy. If I have to treat you without interruption for two or three months, it may be a bit difficult. Let me go back first and think of a way at night to see if there are any strong Chinese medicines that can directly drive away the cold.
, if so, you can get twice the result with half the effort by cooperating with my Zhenqi healing. Maybe your disease will be almost cured in about half a month. Next, you can take some Chinese medicine by yourself, and you will slowly recover.
There is no need for me to come here personally to recover."
Zhou Jingpeng was overjoyed and asked, "Is this true?" This strange disease has caused him pain for three years. Now that Leng Xuan said he could recover in half a month, how could he not be excited?
Leng Xuan smiled slightly and said: "A thousand truths and ten thousand truths, are they enough?"
Zhou Jingpeng said: "That's enough. One truth and one truth are enough. Haha."
Leng Xuan smiled bitterly. When he was checking Zhou Jingpeng just now, he felt his phone vibrating. He didn't know who was calling. But once the power was used before, he couldn't take the time to look at it, so this guy took out his phone.
She checked her phone and found that it was Zhao Xiaotian who was calling. She looked slightly strange and said, "Okay, it's time for me to go back to school. You can wait for my news at home."
After saying "Hmm", Zhou Jingpeng suddenly thought of something and said, "Longya, wait a minute. There is something I want to ask you."
Leng Xuan said: "If you have anything to do, just tell me directly. Why are you so indifferent to me?"
Zhou Jingpeng smiled and said: "Okay, okay. I'm curious, why do you appear in this place? Are you on a mission?"
A touch of melancholy appeared on Leng Xuan's face, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes. However, this emotion quickly disappeared. He smiled faintly and said, "I will talk to you about this later."
Zhou Jingpeng observed the words and expressions, and obviously felt that something bad had happened to Leng Xuan, but he knew Leng Xuan's character. If he didn't want to say anything, there was no point in asking. He hesitated to speak, and sighed: "
Oh well……"
After leaving the room, Leng Xuan found Zhou Li sitting outside with a book in his hand and reading. After seeing him come out, he stood up and said nervously: "How's it going, Leng Xuan, my brother?"