Liu Xiu said: "The founder of Kunlun, the previous generation Qinglong, the peak of the god level, may soon break the shackles and become a powerful earth immortal. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time!"
The old man naturally didn't believe it, but he had some respect and admiration for Liu Xiu.
At this time, the old man coughed.
"Grandpa." The cold ponytailed woman said distressedly.
Her cold and pretty face also had slightly red eyes, she supported the old man in Tang suit and patted his back gently.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's the same old problem." The old man in Tang suit waved his hand to comfort his granddaughter.
Liu Xiudao: "You are using your internal strength to injure your lungs."
"Oh, sir, you also know medical skills, can you tell this?" The old man in Tang suit was really shocked.
Liu Xiudao: "There is no separation between medicine and martial arts!"
The ponytail woman's eyes suddenly lit up and she quickly explained:
"My grandfather joined the army when he was young and fought before the liberation. During an enemy encirclement and suppression, he retreated to protect his comrades and forcibly used his inner strength that he had not fully controlled, which resulted in a lung injury. He was not treated in time at the time.
Later, I thought that the root of the disease was already established. It was an internal injury, and I couldn’t see it clearly for decades, so I could only take medicine to suppress it. Sir, if you can see my grandfather’s injury, is there any way to cure him?"
Liu Xiu immediately said: "It turns out that you are the revolutionary predecessors. China is what it is today, thanks to your bloody battles with the little Japanese and the old Americans. Without you, there would be no stability in China. I here respect my seniors... It's just..."
"To be honest, sir, our Wei family is still quite powerful in Jiangbei. Sir, as long as my grandfather's injuries can be cured, we can agree to any request." The ponytailed woman looked directly at Liu Xiu and said decisively.
Liu Xiu was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "I'm not short of money. My parents left a lot of inheritance, and my teacher left a lot of U.S. dollars in Swiss banks. As long as I don't gamble in Macau, as long as I don't start a business, I won't be able to spend it in a few lifetimes."
End. I don’t lack power either. As long as I nod, Kunlun will welcome me with both hands, at least as a major general. As for beauty, as long as I am willing, there are many beauties who will throw themselves into their arms and give me papers. It is not difficult to have three wives and four concubines.
Miss Wei is a great beauty, but she is not very attractive to me, and I don’t want to get married for the time being..."
At this point, Liu Xiu paused.
The old man said: "Ahem, I'm overthinking..."
Liu Xiu said again: "Cure this disease, for me, it is nothing. It is not for money, power, or beauty. I respect the old gentleman as a revolutionary predecessor. I will treat your disease...
The plan is mainly to use the true energy to heal your injuries!"
Back in the villa, Liu Xiu mobilized his true energy to heal the old man's injuries.
Soon, white steam appeared on my head, as if I was struggling.
About half an hour later, Liu Xiu stopped exercising and breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man moved his muscles and bones and felt that his body felt much more comfortable and his injuries were much better.
"Thank you sir!" the old man said.
"It's not that easy to cure an injury!" Liu Xiu said: "Recuperate once every ten days, and it will take about half a year to heal!"
"Thank you sir!"
The old man said, "This is my business card. As the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to hide, but the devil is difficult to deal with. You can't handle big things, sir, but the devil can keep a low profile!"
"That's fine!"
Liu Xiu took the business card and said: "The college entrance examination is coming soon, and I have to go back to study! If I fail to pass the Tsinghua University and become a scientist, I will have to live in Kunlun!"
With that said, he left.
In fact, the old man's injury could be cured by him with a wave of his hand. But if he cured it easily, how could the old man be grateful?
As the saying goes, kindness is equal to hatred, and kindness is equal to hatred.
If there is no difficulty, just create difficulty and it will increase your kindness!
…………
The world is big, but the world is also small.
For example, the circle of the second generation of rich people and the circle of the second generation of officials are so big.
Both parents are dead, but Qin Ming's family background is not small, and his power in the capital is not small. He is a reliable second-generation official. He and Chen Beixuan are in the same school, and they are also students in key classes, but they are just acquaintances.
For example, Zhang Yumeng celebrated her birthday and invited Liu Xiu to go.
Liu Xiu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
When we met again, Zhang Yumeng's clothes and shoes totaled more than 100,000 yuan. Her bag was a classic LV model, her clothes were a Chanel pink girl's suit, and her strappy Roman shoes were Mauro Leone from Milan, Italy. They were not available in China and were bought by her father abroad.
Chen Fan, on the other hand, is wearing high-end products that can be bought anywhere on the street and can be purchased for just a few hundred yuan. The two of them stand together, the contrast is sharp.
"Boy, are you the only one who wants to pursue our campus beauty, Jiang Da? Do you know how many suitors Ranran has in school? The children of the deputy mayor's family, and the city's high school entrance examination champion who was recommended to Huaqing are all supporters of our family Ranran. You want money?
You have no money, you have looks but not looks, you have ability but not ability, who gives you the courage?" Zhang Yumeng bared her teeth and claws, like a little tiger scornfully saying.
"Mengmeng?" Jiang Churan glared at her, as if blaming her for speaking too much.
"Don't worry, I just listened to Aunt Tang and had a meal with her. I have no intention of pursuing her." Chen Fan glanced at Jiang Churan and said.
Chen Fan smiled and didn't care.
Liu Xiu couldn't stand it anymore. Zhang Yumeng went too far, but Chen Fan also went too far.
After all, this is a classmate’s birthday party, so at least I have to give him some face.
It’s okay if you don’t bring a gift, and you’re still wearing shabby clothes. Who are you trying to show your face to? To put it nicely, it’s bohemian; to put it worse, it’s disrespectful.
Chen Fan is also practicing immortality and stupidity!
Liu Xiudao: "Mengmeng, you're wrong... don't judge people by their appearance. It doesn't matter if Chen Fan is wearing high-end goods. My mother is the boss of Jinling, my father is the deputy county magistrate with a bright future, my grandfather is a veteran, and my grandpa is a big boss in the capital.
He is a typical second-generation official and second-generation rich man."
"When it comes to family background, none of you here can compare to Chen Fan!"
"And Chen Fan, you are wrong too! Jiang Churan's mother asked you to accompany Jiang Churan in order to bring you together. No matter you like Jiang Churan or not, at least you have to give her face. Clean up and put on brand-name clothes. Jiang Churan also has
face!"
"But now you have a rebellious look, and you are wearing ragged clothes. Jiang Churan's face is not good... You want to imitate Van Gogh. You are Chen Fan, not Chen Xian, don't act aloof, Nine Heavens Immortal
You look like you are just a senior in high school now!"
"I want you to take care of it!"
Zhang Yumeng said, just looking at Chen Fan and not daring to look down upon him.
Jiang Churan looked at Chen Fan and his expression changed.
The person in front of me is no longer a poor boy, but a man with golden thighs!
Chen Fan opened his mouth to refute, but fell silent again.
yes!
He is no longer the Immortal Lord of Beixuan, no longer a powerful person who transcends tribulations. Everything starts from scratch. He is just a mere mortal.
But after awakening his memory, he still looked aloof, looking down at all living beings with the eyes of an immortal. He still looked at Jiang Churan, Zhang Yumeng, Aunt Tang, and even other people on earth with contempt.
This time, Aunt Tang asked him to accompany Jiang Churan to Zhang Yumeng's birthday party, and he agreed.
But deep down, he was arrogant, disdainful, and perfunctory. He didn't change his clothes, but wore shabby clothes. He came to participate. To put it mildly, it was the pride of the Immortal; to put it worse, it meant he didn't understand the ways of the world.
Chen Fan listened, but he was worried about his face and coldly snorted: "I, Chen Fan, have done my best all my life, so why do I need to explain!"