The next day, Chen Qingyun did not accompany Zhao Yun. Zhou Ji had arranged for him to meet with the leaders of the General Staff. At nine o'clock sharp, Zhou Ji picked up Chen Qingyun and came to a courtyard in Yushan, not far from Ye Chong's home.
An old man with gray hair in casual clothes was doing Tai Chi in the yard. Zhou Ji and Chen Qingyun stood nearby without disturbing the attentive old man. Chen Qingyun saw that there was a sense of blockage in his moves, so he used the yin and yang separation and qi gazing technique to explore his body. All over his body, it was found that the old man suffered from rheumatoid arthritis, his condition was not serious, and he remained calm at the moment.
After the old man retreated, Zhou Ji went up and saluted: "Report to the chief, Comrade Chen Qingyun is here."
Chen Qingyun also took a step forward and said respectfully: "Hello, Chief."
"What a handsome young man, he is younger than I thought." The old man held Chen Qingyun's hand and said, "You are a talented student from Ziwei University, you haven't graduated yet." After saying that, Chen Qingyun and Zhou Ji were asked to sit in the yard without being formal. Sit down.
The old man was very easy-going, but the aura he exuded made Chen Qingyun feel unprecedented pressure. Zhou Ji was not as sensitive as Chen Qingyun, but felt much better.
The old man also noticed Chen Qingyun's nervousness, and it was with this in mind that he had this informal interview: "Classmate Qingyun, what kind of tea do you like? The spring water in Yushan is famous in the world, don't miss it."
At this time, Chen Qingyun secretly performed the yin and yang separation and gazing technique, and soon entered a state of concentration and inner vision. Seeing that Chen Qingyun calmed down after a while, the old man secretly marveled: This young man is really not simple. He can't help but have a high opinion of Chen Qingyun. Take a look.
The old man asked some random questions, including family and studies, and then the conversation suddenly changed: "Qingyun, are you interested in training in the army for a few years?"
Chen Qingyun smiled apologetically: "Thank you, chief. I'm used to being casual, and I'm afraid I can't stand the constraints of the army. I prefer the profession of a reporter, and the leaders of "Ziwei Daily" treat me very well."
The old man smiled and said: "Yangjiang is really quick to start. Since you like to be a reporter, you can do whatever you want. You can come here often to see me, an old man." Zhou Ji knew that the interview was over and was about to take Chen Qingyun out, but Chen Qingyun unexpectedly Qingyun made a request to the old man: "Chief, can I take your pulse?"
"Hey, classmate Qingyun is still a doctor, okay, you can take a look." After saying that, he stretched out his left hand. The guard behind him was about to stop him, but the old man waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, let Xiao Chen take a look."
Chen Qingyun put his right hand on the pulse of the old man's left hand, and a trace of Qianyang Qi circulated in the old man's body for a whole day, without the old man noticing. He was not pretending, the Qi detection was more accurate than the Yin-Yang separation and combination technique.
"The chief has been suffering from rheumatoid arthritis for many years. Does he have pain attacks morning and night?"
The old man looked at Chen Qingyun in surprise and said, "Qingyun's medical skills are pretty good. Have you ever studied medicine?" His physical condition is kept secret. Only health care doctors know that the illness has been tormenting him for several years.
"I studied medicine with my uncle in the countryside without formal study." Chen Qingyun said truthfully. This content is included in Chen Qingyun's information, but everyone has ignored this point. What achievements can a country doctor have?
The old man replied calmly: "Yes", without any expression on his face.
Chen Qingyun hesitated for a while, then said with a determined look on his face: "Can I give you a silver needle?" "No." Before the old man could speak, the health doctor behind him disagreed. Just now, Chen Qingyun took the old man's pulse. He had already come over at that time. To treat the chief, a treatment plan must be formulated. How could someone just come and give the chief acupuncture at will? Isn't this a joke?
"It's okay." The old man stopped him from seeing the health doctor, knowing his difficulties: "You go and report to the hospital leaders." After the health doctor left, the old man said to Chen Qingyun: "Qingyun, are we going to the room?" Zhou Ji He and the guards around him tried to stop him, but the old man stared and said, "Stop talking."
Chen Qingyun knew about this and Meng Lang, but at this moment the arrow was on the string and he had to say: "It's right here." After saying that, he took out the silver needles and stuck a few silver needles on the old man's thighs through his clothes, and circulated the Qianyang Zhenqi to wrap around him. It didn't take much to fix the disease, but the old man felt a warm feeling in his knee joints, which was extremely comfortable, while a trace of white gas came out of Chen Qingyun's head.
When the health doctor came back, Chen Qingyun happened to be taking the injection, but he was frightened and said to the guard: "Take him down."
The old man waved his hand: "Stop being ridiculous." The health doctor said awkwardly: "Chief, this is not in compliance with the regulations." "What is more important, the regulations or my health?" Now it was the health doctor's turn to be surprised: "Chief, this is not in compliance with the regulations." Is it effective?" Seeing the old man nodding in affirmation, he said in disbelief: "How is this possible? How is this possible?"
Chen Qingyun ignored everyone's expressions and asked the guard to get a pen and paper and write a prescription and hand it to the health doctor beside him: "This prescription should be effective for the chief's condition. I don't have the right to prescribe it. Please study it and see if it can be used. "
Chen Qingyun knew it was time to leave and was about to say goodbye when suddenly someone came in from outside and said loudly: "Qingyun, why are you here?"
Chen Qingyun turned around and saw Huang Xuan, and was shocked and said: "Brother, why are you here?" After saying this, he looked at Huang Xuan and the old man, and the eyebrows of the old and the young were very similar.
The old man was also surprised and asked: "How do you know each other?" The people in the yard looked at Chen Qingyun with strange eyes.
"This is my home, are you here to see me?" After Huang Xuan finished speaking, he didn't believe it himself. There were many people in the yard, as if they were talking about something.
"You are Xiaoxuan's friend, don't leave, stay for dinner." After the old man said this, Huang Xuan was even more surprised. His grandfather rarely invited guests for dinner. What happened today.
"Chief, is this appropriate?" Chen Qingyun hesitated.
The old man smiled and said: "You call Xiaoxuan your eldest brother, and you call me chief."
"Thank you, grandpa."
With Huang Xuan helping him, Chen Qingyun still felt awkward eating this meal. He did not expect Huang Xuan's life experience to be so prominent. What about Faye Wong? It seems that Faye Wong also lives in Yushan, but she has never invited Chen Qingyun to her home.
Chen Qingyun had to face up to this problem. He loved Faye Wong, but the gap between the two people's life experiences was so big that it was insurmountable. Thinking of Huang Xuan and Yun Feiyang's hesitant expressions in the past, he seemed to understand something. In his heart After being stuck in a panic, he came out of Huang Xuan's house and didn't go to Ye Chong's house, which was just around the corner. He returned to the company gloomily.
Huang Xuan received a New Year's call and made an appointment to meet at Ziwei Building in the evening, asking him to bring Faye Wong with him.
At five o'clock, Chen Qingyun, who had been staying in the office, received a strange call. He pressed the answer button and a soft voice came from the phone: "Brother, I have something urgent to ask for your help."
"Who is it?" This was an unfamiliar voice to Chen Qingyun.
"Brother, I'm Xiaolan. You saved me before, and now I'm the foreman at Yanzhao Fengqing Hotel."
"Oh, I understand. Do you need my help?" Chen Qingyun is still a warm-hearted person after all. He has no impression of this girl and is considered an acquaintance.
The girl said anxiously: "I'm in Room 808 of Ziwei Building. I have an important matter to ask you to come forward to solve. It won't take long."
Chen Qingyun's depressed mood was not relieved, and he did not think about the problem. When he came to Room 808 of Ziwei Building, there was a faint fragrance in the room, and he thought it was the fragrance of Wang Xiaolan's powder.
At this time, in a private room on the fourth floor of Ziwei Building, Huang Xuan, Yang Zhuo, Chen Ru, He Sui, Chen Yang, and Faye Wong were already sitting at the round table, just waiting for the food to be served. Chen Yang immediately beamed after receiving a message:
"Everyone, I'll treat you to a good show later."
Huang Xuan didn't have a good impression of him and didn't answer. He Sui laughed and scolded him: "What a good boy, he just likes to play tricks."
Faye Wong didn't want to come, but Huang Xuan pestered her to come. If she knew that Chen Yang was there, she would definitely not come.
Twenty minutes later, everyone had started drinking. Chen Yang took the TV remote control and changed the channel. Faye Wong and Huang Xuan saw the pictures on the TV and stood up. Faye Wong pointed at Chen Yang: "Chen Yang, you
what the hell."
Chen Yang originally focused on Faye Wong, but when he saw the reactions of Huang Xuan and Faye Wong, he turned his head and wondered: Why not on the bed? Is there a deviation from the original plan?
It turned out that Chen Qingyun was standing in front of the window, his face was red, and his whole body was exuding white mist. A naked and charming girl was hugging him from behind, and she was twisting and rubbing behind Chen Qingyun.
What a gorgeous scene.
Faye Wong knows what Chen Qingyun's standing posture means. It is the Zhongding posture, a posture used to practice Qingwei Jue. Why is it like this?
"Chen Yang, what are you doing? Where is Chen Qingyun? I'm going to find him." Faye Wong shouted angrily, tears streaming down her face.
"Xiao Fei, this is a tape recorded by someone else. As for this person, I don't know where he is. Don't worry, there will be fun later." Chen Yang said ruthlessly.
Faye Wong knew not to have any hope for Chen Yang. After crying for a while, she hurriedly sat on the sofa next to her and made a phone call.
Huang Xuan also came to Faye Wong: "Xiao Fei, I'm sorry, I didn't know this would happen, otherwise I wouldn't come."
"Brother Xuan, I don't blame you. This would have happened if we hadn't come, but Qingyun's life would be in danger, and they would kill him. I know that woman, Qingyun and I saved her, how could she harm her?"
Where is Qingyun?" Faye Wong was so anxious that she lost her mind. After hearing this, Huang Xuan took a closer look at Chen Qingyun on the TV, understood what was going on, and slammed the table.
After entering the room, Chen Qingyun looked around, just the two of them. What did a waiter in a small hotel want to do when she opened such a luxurious room?
Wang Xiaolan saw Chen Qingyun's doubts. She greeted Chen Qingyun charmingly and explained: "This is a room for my father. As long as you meet my father face to face, you can leave."
Chen Qingyun asked strangely: "Why do you want me to meet your father?"
Wang Xiaolan said shyly: "My family wants to introduce me to my boyfriend, but I don't want to. After you leave, I will tell them that you are my boyfriend and I don't want you to say anything."
Chen Qingyun felt it was inappropriate and stood up: "This won't work. Can't you just make it clear? I'm leaving."
Wang Xiaolan looked at Chen Qingyun pitifully and said: "Sir, please, I don't like that man, and I can't convince my father, so I have to make this move." Chen Qingyun hesitated for a while, and then sat on the sofa again.
Because Chen Qingyun was in a depressed mood, he did not pay attention to his body's reaction. The faint fragrance became stronger and stronger. He also felt a dryness in his body and his mouth was thirsty: "Is there any water? I'm thirsty."
Wang Xiaolan was embarrassed: "I was busy chatting, and I forgot to pour tea for the young master." She twisted her waist and went to pour tea for Chen Qingyun.
Chen Qingyun took the cup of light red tea and drank it in one gulp. Before he could sit down, an evil fire rushed from his belly to his forehead.
Oops. Chen Qingyun realized that this was a trap and hurriedly used the Yin-Yang Separation and Qi Watching Technique, but still could not suppress the evil fire. At this time, Wang Xiaolan had already begun to take off her clothes.
Chen Qingyun stood up suddenly and ran towards the door, which was locked from the outside. He wanted to break open the door, but the Qian Yang Qi could not circulate.
He ran towards the window again, opened the glass window, and was about to go out from the window when he was hugged by Wang Xiaolan who was murmuring. He struggled twice but couldn't break free.
A cool breeze blew in from the window, Chen Qingyun took two deep breaths, stopped moving at all, stood in front of the window and performed the Yin and Yang Separation and Qi Watching Technique, slightly calming the restless inner breath, and moved the dry yang according to the Qingwei Jue method. Infuriating.
When the Qian Yang Zhen Qi encounters the evil fire, it is like adding fuel to the fire. It fills up the Dantian with a breath. After running rapidly in the twelve meridians for dozens of days, it pulses towards Yang Qi, and there is a violent tear+ The cracking pain spread throughout his body, and Chen Qingyun felt like he was about to explode.
The Yin Yang Separation and Qi Watching Technique continuously condensed Chen Qingyun's consciousness, and the pain became clearer. The evil fire rising under his lower abdomen could no longer affect Chen Qingyun's mind, and Wang Xiaolan's rubbing on his back was not something he could feel.
It seemed like an instant, and it seemed like centuries had passed, Qian Yang Qi rushed through the Yang Qiao Vein, and the pain receded like a tide. After practicing Qingwei Jue to the second level, Chen Qingyun already understood his situation. , the evil fire just now no longer had any effect on him, and he returned to reality.
He opened Wang Xiaolan's hand, took out a silver needle and stuck it in. Wang Xiaolan fell to the ground. Chen Qingyun picked her up, put her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, came to the door, and suddenly patted the room with Qian Qianyang Zhenqi. The door was blown away.
At this time, in the box downstairs, Huang Xuan was about to clap his hands and force Chen Yang to hand over Chen Qingyun. However, he was stunned by Chen Qingyun's actions. Everyone in the box looked blankly as if they were under a restraining spell. Watching the TV.