There was confusion on Zhan Qinglong's face. Mei Yu had already put on white gloves and took out a row of silver needles. She took out the longest one and flicked it in the air. It made a crisp sound, like a buzzing sound.
"Zhan Qinglong, you can doubt my motives. My brother Kun is not a scheming villain. If you let me heal, I can try to see if I can heal your old injury. If you don't let me heal, I will
Leave immediately."
"You didn't even diagnose my pulse, but you knew I had an old injury? Even if Lin Kun told you, how could you determine the extent of my injury?" Zhan Qinglong neither refused nor agreed.
"Chinese medicine is very sophisticated. How can you, a simple martial artist, understand it? Have you never heard of sight, hearing, hearing, and feeling? The highest state of Chinese medicine is sight. You can judge the symptoms of the disease through Qi and blood, and then
It’s through the sense of smell, then hearing, and in the worst cases, the pulse-taking method is used.”
Mei Yu smiled faintly. If Lin Kun hadn't insisted on asking him to treat Zhan Qinglong's injury, he would have been too lazy to put in the effort. "Your complexion looks normal, but your earlobes are reddish, and the blood under your eyes tends to be turbid. In addition, the room
There is a touch of dust in the blood in your body, and your old injury is in your lungs. If the inference is correct, it must be at least three to five years old."
Zhan Qinglong's face was slightly shocked, "Are you a miracle doctor?"
"Miracle doctor?"
Mei Yu did not answer, "Lie down on the bed and take off your shirt. Your injury should not be too serious. It is caused by external force on the one hand and overexertion of the body on the other. It is not noticeable at ordinary times, but it is enough in a life-and-death situation."
If it kills you, you will get lung disease in old age."
Zhan Qinglong was stunned for a moment, walked to the bed, took off his clothes and lay down.
Mei Yu came over and Hu Yao helped him. Mei Yu held the silver needle and pierced Zhan Qinglong's heart first.
Watching the silver needles piercing his skin deeper and deeper, Zhan Qinglong said, "Why is Lin Kun doing this?"
Mei Yu did not answer, but concentrated on giving the needle. After a while, the second needle came. It took more than an hour to pierce Zhan Qinglong's left and right chests with silver needles. After a rough count, Shao
They say there are fifty or sixty.
Next, there were medicinal fumigation, warming and other treatments. After using them, Mei Yu was already sweating.
Zhan Qinglong originally still had a grudge in his heart, but after the silver needle was pierced, he could clearly feel that there was a warm air slowly coming out of his chest and lungs. After the warm air dissipated, there was a cool feeling.
In the heart.
Three hours later, Mei Yu took out all the silver needles. The originally bright silver needles were stained with black blood. Zhan Qinglong sat up, watching Mei Yu bounce the blood away from the silver needles, and said
: "I feel much better, thank you."
Mei Yu didn't even look at him, just busy, saying: "If Brother Kun hadn't insisted on his request, I would never have come. Even if it is a golden mountain, I may not take the shot."
Zhan Qinglong said: "Why are you so loyal to Lin Kun?"
Mei Yu didn't answer at all and said: "Your old injury is not serious, but it needs at least a week of treatment. I look at your mood. If you are in a good mood, I will remove the root cause of the disease for you. You can return to your peak level. If you are in a bad mood,
Then your injury will be at least half better than before."
"Say thank you to Lin Kun for me." Zhan Qinglong said sincerely.
"No need, Brother Kun asked me to rescue you, just for a fair duel."
"Okay, three days later..."
"It will take at least seven days for you to recover." Mei Yu interrupted.
"In seven days, I will have a showdown with him again, and you can tell him this for me." Zhan Qinglong's eyes were filled with heat.
Mei Yu didn't say anything and left the room with Hu Yao. As soon as she left the room, she saw two waiters standing at the door. They were obviously arranged by Aman and supervised secretly.
Mei Yu looked unhappy and punched each of them. These two people were originally good at martial arts, but Mei Yu's skills were not weak. The two of them squatted on the ground holding their stomachs before they could react.
Mei Yu returned to Shen's house. It was almost ten o'clock at night. Lin Kun was still awake. He sat in the yard chatting with Bazhi and others. After Mei Yu came in, she told him about the situation of fighting Qinglong and expressed her reluctance.
Continue to heal Zhan Qinglong's injuries.
The result was not as Mei Yu expected. Lin Kun asked him to cure Zhan Qinglong. Mei Yu agreed, but she was still reluctant and said: "He said he would make an appointment with you to fight again in seven days."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "It's okay to have a fight, but I have to go back to the Northeast. The situation in the Northeast is not very good recently. Heihe Province is jointly harassed by several Russian gangs. It's time to go back and fight those people who stretch their claws too far.
The guy needs to be taught a lesson.”
Mei Yu immediately said: "Then what should I do?"
Lin Kun said: "Of course you stay in Jiangnan?"
Mei Yu's attitude was resolute: "I will follow Brother Kun from now on. Jiangnan is a place with good water, soil and customs, but I don't want to stay anymore."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "Okay, after you cure Zhan Qinglong, take him to the northeast to find me."
Mei Yu said: "Brother Kun, I don't think Zhan Qinglong is very good."
Lin Kun smiled and said: "If you don't listen to me, don't follow me back to Northeast China?"
Mei Yu immediately accepted her fate and said, "Okay, I will cure this person."
Three days later…
Lin Kun took Ba Zhi and others back to Heihe Province on a private plane arranged by Mr. Shen himself. Mei Yu told Zhan Qinglong the news. Zhan Qinglong's first reaction was that Lin Kun was evading, but Mei Yu refuted it fiercely.
Suddenly, Zhan Qinglong realized that he was once again a villain, and in turn, he admired what Lin Kun had done.
Leaving Jiangnan and saying goodbye to his relatives here, Lin Kun had a sour feeling in his heart. These relatives in his grandfather's family had just given him the warmth like a spring breeze, but when he looked back at his grandfather's house, they were intrigues and intrigues, even at the expense of others.
He died.
Before the plane took off, Lin Kun took the initiative to call Mr. Zhu and apologized first. After all, he had a conflict with his uncle and the others. Mr. Zhu had no intention of blaming him. He just said that he had lived up to his expectations and that this was just a family matter.
There is a corner of internal fighting, and there will be more to face in the future.
After hanging up the phone, Lin Kun felt heavy in his heart, and there seemed to be invisible pressure pressing down on his shoulders. After the plane took off, Buzhi and a few people were playing cards on the plane, while he leaned against the window, looking at the clouds and brightness outside.
Under the sun, thoughts filled the air little by little. He was thinking about a serious question. If the internal fighting in the family really gets heated in the future, will it be necessary for brothers to kill each other?
"Dad, what are you thinking about?" Chengcheng came over and sat on Lin Kun's lap.
"No, dad is looking at the scenery." Lin Kun said with a smile.
"Dad, you seem unhappy." Xiao Caihong also came over.
Lin Kun smiled, pinched her chubby little face, and said, "No, isn't dad laughing?"
Chu Jingyao and Gu Wei sat aside, not knowing what Lin Kun was thinking and not disturbing him. They were about to return to Northeast China. They were both very happy. Although Jiangnan was good, Northeast China was home after all.
When the plane landed at the airport in Heihe Province, Che Yong came to greet him alone, along with several road bosses from Heihe Province.
Che Yong looked solemn, and Lin Kun felt something was wrong as soon as he saw him...
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