Chapter 914 What's the point of Xue Mou still alive if you can't even lift the knife
Chapter 914: If you can’t even lift the knife, what’s the point of Xue still being alive? (Please subscribe and vote)
Poor kid Li Jun actually drinks water at this time. Don't you know that you can't eat in such a social death scene?
Li Chubi held his hands in front of him with a sense of superiority and looked at the prodigal prince whose face turned green and white.
Madam Liu didn't realize it, she just thought that Mr. Li had choked on his drink and continued to speak in a flattering tone.
"If there is anyone who doesn't know what to do and how to look at their appearance, Mr. Cheng, just tell her and I will teach her a lesson when I get back."
"That's not true. Granny Liu, you are too worried. In fact, Cheng came here this time to trouble Granny Liu to find some girls who know men well."
"Look at what you said, Mr. Cheng, no one understands men better than the girl in this courtyard."
When saying this, Madam Liu also cast another flirtatious look at Cheng Ke.
Looking at this woman who is about the same age as Empress Changsun, look at Cheng Ke's expression.
Li Chubi had a dark look on his face, "We are here to do serious business, not to flirt with you and this middle-aged woman."
"Forget it, Aunt Liu, let me tell you..."
The steward has been kicked out, leaving only the half-aged Madam Liu in the private room.
After hearing Mr. Li's explanation, Madam Liu looked at the tall and heroic Mr. Li in front of him in bewilderment.
"Here, Mr. Li, I have never taken on such a weird business in this place."
"I'm just asking you, should I take it or not?" Cheng Chubi reached into his arms impatiently, then took out a very heavy gold ingot and placed it on the table.
"If you accept it, this thing is your reward. If you don't accept it, then we'll just go find the next one and ask."
"Take it, as long as you are willing, Mr. Li, even if you want me to take action, you have to take it..."
Madam Liu stared at the heavy gold ingot with her hooked eyes.
There was also Mr. Cheng, who had an extraordinary bearing and hooked up with his benefactor, and everyone on the side was nodding and bowing like his younger brother.
It is enough to prove that this tall and handsome young man who seems to have a bad temper must be a noble person. How can you not accept such a business?
It's okay not to say it. As soon as Liu Lao Bustard said these words, Cheng Chubi carefully looked at the mature Liu Lao Bustard for a long time.
It wouldn't be impossible if she wiped off the makeup on her face, put on some light makeup, put on a pair of glasses, and pretended to be a considerate and caring aunt.
Or I should call a female psychiatrist.
Thinking of this, Cheng Chubi first signaled Madam Liu to exit.
After she exited the private room with a confused look on her face, Cheng Chubi couldn't wait to ask Cheng Ke.
"My dear brother, how is Aunt Liu doing?"
Hearing this, Li Ke couldn't help but look a little anxiously. "Brother, can you stop burying me so much? How could I know how she is doing?"
"..." Cheng Chubi looked at the extremely frustrated His Highness King Wu in front of him with a dark look on his face.
"I said, Brother Xian, have you misunderstood something? I'm asking you whether Aunt Liu is good at observing faces.
I know how to talk to people and talk to ghosts. It’s not about those inappropriate questions like yours.”
"..." Li Ke looked at Cheng Chubi blankly. He always felt that he was being tricked by this guy, but he couldn't find any evidence.
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Xue Wanche jumped off his horse and walked quickly into the mansion. Before he entered the front hall, he was already shouting loudly.
"Second brother, second brother? Hey... Nephew Chu Bi, you are also there..."
"My nephew has met Uncle Xue." Cheng Chubi quickly stood up with a smile and saluted Xue Wanche.
Xue Wanjun smiled and patted Xue Wanche. After his brother sat down, Xue Wanjun spoke.
"Come on, come on, third brother, sit down quickly. I have something to tell you. The last time you asked Cheng Sanlang to help you see a doctor, the result has now come to fruition."
"Second brother, nephew Chu Bi, what do you mean?" Xue Wanche looked at the two smiling guys in confusion.
"It seems that Uncle Xue has really forgotten about this..." Cheng Chubi looked towards Xue Wanjun.
Xue Wanjun raised his head and nodded, with a serious expression. "Third brother, have you really forgotten what you promised me?"
"Just that night when we were drinking in the mansion, can't you remember anything?"
Xue Wanche was stunned for a long time and pointed to his nose. "What did I promise to me?"
"You promise my nephew to treat his condition." Cheng Chubi said with an extremely serious expression.
"Yes, I can testify."
Xue Erlang, who was as drunk as a dead pig that day, nodded vigorously, trying to make his expression serious to increase his persuasiveness.
"Am I not sick?"
Xue Erlang glanced at Cheng Chubi beside him, and could only bite the bullet and follow what Cheng Chubi told him.
"Third brother, it seems that you have really forgotten. Cheng Sanlang told you that day that you were seriously injured during the battle in Tuyuhun."
"Although your body is completely healed, you still need a period of psychological counseling. Only in this way can you truly recover..."
"No need, right? I feel like I'm feeling strong all over, so there's nothing wrong with me."
Cheng Chubi cleared his throat, his expression looking very serious.
"Uncle Xue, please don't forget that my disciples healed your and Uncle Xue's injuries."
"But there are still sequelae. Since it was my disciple who did it, I, the master, will naturally be responsible for my disciple to the end."
"Otherwise, if you continue to delay, when Uncle Xue gets older, it may affect your body movements and even make you unable to lift a knife..."
Listening to Cheng Chubi's serious nonsense, Xue Wanjun, who was sitting aside, could only add silently in his heart.
"Mainly because I'm worried that you, the third child, are getting older and don't want to have a wife, so you won't be able to have children..."
The third martial arts idiot of the old Xue family, as a rough old man and a fierce general brother who should only get his fame immediately, Xue Wanche heard this sentence that would make him unable to lift the sword.
His expression changed involuntarily, and he asked Cheng Chubi urgently.
"Then what should I do? Can my nephew really cure this?"
"It's very simple. You need me to provide you with physical therapy and psychological counseling.
Only in this way can your body fully recover and you will not have such sequelae."
Xue Wanche took a deep breath and nodded heavily. "Come on."
"...It's not here, but I need to go to a physical therapy room I recently built. I don't know when, Uncle Xue, you will be free."
"I'm free now, nephew Chu Bi. When do you think you can let me go and treat me?"
Xue Wanche was not willing to lift the knife. He had no interest in women in this life.
If you can't even lift the knife, what's the point of still being alive?