"Are you okay?" Wu Mengyao looked at Zhou Yang who had just brought the four people out of the guest room in disbelief, with a look of surprise on his face.
"The bullet missed." Zhou Yang curled his lips and looked up and down at Wu Mengyao, whose face was flushed due to nervousness, and the yearning in his heart rose again.
The shock in Wu Mengyao's eyes gradually faded away, she sighed and said, "I really didn't expect Chen Wen to be that kind of person."
Zhou Yang took a step forward, put his lips against Wu Mengyao's earlobe and whispered: "Actually, what he said is not bad. We are living together illegally."
Wu Mengyao was manipulated by Zhou Yang, and there was another feeling in her heart, and her desire was ignited again. At this time, two emotions came to her heart, one was the fatigue after being nervous, and the other was the ambiguous and infinite temptation.
, Under the impact of two emotions, Wu Mengyao's head suddenly hurt, and she felt that thousands of needles were piercing her brain. She bent over in pain, and her pretty face twisted into a ball.
"Mengyao, what's wrong with you?" Seeing this, Zhou Yang hurriedly stepped forward to support Wu Mengyao, and put one hand on Wu Mengyao's pulse.
The breath is disordered and the pulse beats irregularly.
After coming to this conclusion, Zhou Yang immediately put Wu Mengyao on the bed, took out the filiform needle, and said: "Meng Yao, your breath is disordered. I will give you acupuncture first to help you breathe smoothly."
Wu Mengyao nodded silently, and her delicate body lying on the bed trembled from time to time. Zhou Yang's heart tightened when he saw it, and he felt a little more pity for the woman in front of him.
Zhou Yang had mastered Wu Jie's acupuncture technique and took off the obstructive layer of clothes. Wu Mengyao's smooth and white skin, as smooth as gelatin, appeared in front of Zhou Yang's eyes, glowing white under the light.
Even though he has had sex twice, Wu Mengyao's perfect female body still makes Zhou Yang unable to restrain himself, and little Zhou Yang has the tendency to raise his head again.
Damn it! Get down here, you are still not a man while others are in danger. Zhou Yang greeted himself a hundred times in his heart and suppressed the fire.
His fingers moved around Wu Mengyao's body as dexterously as if he were picking out objects from flowers. With each needle stroke, Wu Mengyao's body would tremble and she would gasp again and again.
Damn it! Zhou Yang scolded himself for his lack of concentration, and kept warning in his heart that he must practice the Buddhist concentration skills after returning home. As the acupuncture progressed, Wu Mengyao's body became more and more muddy, and her bones were as soft as a seedling.
The bow formed a big arc.
Zhou Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "Mengyao, please don't move around, the needle won't stick properly later."
At this moment, Zhou Yang's superb skills dropped to the abyss, and by accident, the golden needle pierced Wu Mengyao's buttocks. Wu Mengyao felt a stream of heat flow along the blood to her lower body, and it felt extremely warm for a moment, as if there were a pair of big hands.
He kept touching her, and his love was uncontrollable.
Wu Mengyao squeaked, the demonic sound was so addictive that it almost made Zhou Yang's ears tingle.
After a while, Wu Mengyao said: "Stop, my disease cannot be cured by acupuncture!"
Zhou Yang breathed a sigh of relief, took back the golden needle, took Wu Mengyao's hand and started to feel the pulse. His breathing became much smoother, and Zhou Yang felt much more relaxed.
"My acupuncture technique can cure all diseases. Isn't your problem easily solved?" Zhou Yang boasted without blushing.
Wu Mengyao took a breath and said, "Actually, my stable breathing is not because of your acupuncture."
"Then why?"
"Because I had an orgasm!" Wu Mengyao said bluntly and said something that made Zhou Yang's jaw drop to the ground.
"Do you think it's strange?" Wu Mengyao's voice was ethereal, "Actually, my illness stems from my heart. Do you think it's strange why I made love to you the first time we met?"
Wu Mengyao looked dazed and her eyes were in a trance. Without waiting for Zhou Yang's answer, she murmured: "I have a disease called autonomic nervous disorder. The cause is mental. I think you also know something about this disease. I
The only antidote to this disease is to make love, and only making love can regulate the balance of body and mind."
After saying that, Wu Mengyao looked obsessed and turned around, revealing her snow-white chest. She reached out her hand and touched Zhou Yang's body full of lines, and ran her fingers along the abdominal muscles: "Don't think about it, I'm not the same."
Just a random person. The reason why I study psychiatry is because of my disease. When we made love for the first time, I just felt that there was something about you that attracted me, so I chose you."
Despite the extremely ambiguous scene, Zhou Yang calmed down in his heart. He only felt heartache and pity for the woman in front of him, without a trace of affection. He hugged Wu Mengyao and said something in her ear: "Don't worry, Meng Yao."
Yao, I will cure your disease! Trust me!"
A flash of panic flashed in Wu Mengyao's eyes, and Zhou Yang's serious tone frightened her: "Aren't you going to make love to me?"
He scratched Wu Mengyao's nose and said, "Mengyao, I don't want you to worry about this disease. Even if it is love, it comes from the heart, so that we can truly integrate with each other."
Wu Mengyao nodded against Zhou Yang's chest. Many things happened today that made her exhausted. After a while, her eyelids began to lose control and she fell asleep.
Zhou Yang put Wu Mengyao down and took out his mobile phone. The screen showed three missed calls from Zhuge Qingfeng, and Zhou Yang called back.
"Hey, Qingfeng, what's going on?"
"Zhou Yang, you finally answered the phone. Du Wen's matter has been found out."
"Holy shit, I really belong to you. It's been ten years, I didn't expect you to still have energy in Kyoto!"
There was a wry smile from the other side, and he said: "Don't mention this. Now I might say that he is the eldest son of a down-and-out family, but actually he is nothing compared to the truly capable people in Kyoto."
"Haha, there is Zhou Yang, who will lead you to become king and hegemon in the future, and fly to Kyoto again."
After listening, Zhuge was silent for a while, and then said: "Let's talk about Du Wen first. Those gangsters are no longer the same as before, and they opened a Dynasty Bar."
"Isn't it just a bar? Since I have written down Du Wen's worries, I will definitely avenge him!"
"Well, if it's just a bar owner, that's fine. The key is that there's someone above him."
"Who?"
"Ge Lang!"
After Zhou Yang heard this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "In this case, let's settle the accounts with old and new enemies."
"Zhou Yang, as a friend, I would like to remind you that Ge Lang's energy in the capital is very strong. You should deal with it carefully and don't be careless."
"Haha, when have you ever seen me, Zhou Yang, afraid of others? Thank you for this news today."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yang left the guest room. Tian Yishui was still waiting for him above. He beat up his eldest apprentice. It would be too disrespectful for him not to face him at this time.
"Hey, Zhou Yang, come here quickly!" As soon as Zhou Yang went up, Tian Yishui saw him.
"What's the matter? If you have something to say, please tell me quickly. Don't be so mysterious."
"Hey, there is an important news to be sent out later." Tian Yishui pretended to be mysterious and spoke in a half-hidden way.
If Zhou Yang hadn't thought that the other party was an old man whose bones would fall apart if he slapped him, he would have kicked him.
"Hey, I won't hide it from you. There have always been some difficult problems that cannot be overcome in the medical field, such as rabies, cancer, and AIDS. Although there are some methods to alleviate the disease, it is even more difficult to completely eliminate it." Tian Yishui
Zhou Yang looked in awe as he looked heartbroken.
"Is it possible that a drug that can cure terminal diseases was developed today?" Zhou Yang also became more energetic.
Tian Yishui sighed bitterly and said: "It's not that easy. These terminally ill Western medical scientists have almost discovered molecular neutrons and have no clue. That's why I studied traditional Chinese medicine and tried to use acupuncture, massage, etc.
Find medical innovation in your approach.”
"That is?"
"Listen to me first. There are many terminal diseases in the medical field. One type of terminal disease is the most unacceptable to people. Some diseases are not cured and it is best not to die. But there is a disease that makes everyone around you worried. Have you heard about vegetative disease?
Come on, your body functions are intact, but you just don't have consciousness."
A familiar face flashed across his face, Zhou Yang frowned, held the old man's hand tightly, and said, "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"
For a moment, Zhou Yang thought of the sleeping beauty Lin Luoya! Thinking of her heroic appearance, he would never give up as long as there was a little hope.
"You kid, don't be so forceful. Don't you know how to be considerate of my old man?" Tian Yishui took out his hand, his old face was miserable, and when he saw the firm look in Zhou Yang's eyes, his heart trembled for some reason. He was still the first
Once I saw such a look in his eyes, I stopped talking and said: "Compendium of Materia Medica records that there is a kind of medicinal material that can clear the mind and clear up the dead blood in the brain. It is a very good way to treat the disease of vegetative state."
Difficult medicine, aphrodisiac!"
Hum, after hearing these three words, Zhou Yang suddenly thought of a passage he had read when he was treating Lin Luoya. The medicine mentioned in it was the aphrodisiac flower.
The time left Zhou Yang feeling a little short of breath.
"Is there any news?" Zhou Yang asked with a flushed face and joyful eyes.
"Alas! There is news! It's in Mount Emei, Sichuan Province!" Tian Yishui shook his head, "It's a pity that I can't find it. Alas, so do those old nuns. This kind of medicine should be donated to the Chinese medical community by Wu Chang.
Only in this way can better medicines be developed to benefit the world, Zhou Yang, do you think they are being treasonous?" At the end of the sentence, Tian Yishui was extremely angry.
Zhou Yang calmed down slightly. He was overjoyed that Tian Yishui didn't get it this time. On the surface, he stood still, but secretly made up his mind that Wei Chanhua would get it no matter what, no matter how much it cost. As for Tian Yishui's bitter sigh, let him
He must have forgotten the medicine and sighed. "God, how can I say this? Isn't it possible that the other party won't give me this medicine?"
"Zhou Yang, you don't know something. The sage flower blooms once every hundred years and is very precious. It would be incredible if there were two plants of this kind of medicine in reality. Its preciousness is difficult to measure. I see those old nuns
Just because he saw the money, he probably sold it secretly to build a dilapidated temple."
Zhou Yang rolled his eyes, and at this moment, Zhou Lei stepped onto the podium with a sad and angry expression.