Chapter 199 There is something wrong with your exercises
Wang Jingtao smiled and said: "What nonsense is brother-sister love? If Lu Chen doesn't have any affection for you, how could he be so good to you? And help you again and again?"
"Dad is also a man. I know better than anyone what a man thinks."
"Girl, don't be stupid."
"Now that Lu Chen and Zhang Qingcheng are not married yet, you still have a chance."
"To say the least, even if two people really get married, it is not uncommon in upper class society for two women to serve the same husband."
"Dad, how can you be like this?" Wang Yueyao's face turned red and she stamped her feet fiercely.
Wang Jingtao shook his head, smiled and said to Wang Yueyao: "Yaoyao, don't blame your father for doing things unscrupulously."
"I just want to ask you, with an outstanding man like Lu Chen by your side, do you think you will be able to like other men in the future?"
Wang Yueyao opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing and lowered her head in silence.
And the other side.
Lu Chen followed Wan Binghe to the Martial Arts Guild Headquarters again.
Several people walked into the ward together and saw that Wan Haishan had woken up and was talking loudly to others.
Seeing this, Wan Binghe and Wan Xiaoqing hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Father, how are you feeling now?"
"Hahaha, aren't I fine now?" Wan Haishan laughed heartily, patted his chest, and said, "At least, I won't die for a while."
President Wan had just experienced life and death, but at this time he didn't care. His open-minded character made Lu Chen couldn't help but secretly admire him.
"Are you Mr. Lu?" Lu Chen was thinking deeply when he saw Wan Haishan's lightning-like eyes looking towards him.
Lu Chen quickly said: "President Wan is too polite, I can't bear the word sir."
"President Wan, you can call me Dr. Lu, or just call me Lu Chen."
Wan Haishan let out another burst of hearty laughter and said to Lu Chen: "I don't like to get entangled in these red tapes either."
"Okay, I'll call you Lu Chen."
"Don't call me President. I'm a few years older than you. Just call me brother."
"To be honest, this time I thought I was dead, old man, but I didn't expect Dr. Lu's wonderful rejuvenation and saved my life."
"From now on, I, Wan Haishan, owe you my life."
"President Wan...Brother, you are so polite." Lu Chen said with a smile: "It is my own responsibility to treat illnesses and save people."
"I will help you with follow-up treatment now and strive to completely remove the root cause of the disease."
"Okay." Wan Haishan said with a smile.
Lu Chen patted his waist lightly, and more than a dozen golden needles flew up, instantly piercing into Wan Haishan's acupuncture points.
Wan Haishan felt a warm current rushing from his limbs to his lungs.
Lu Chen stretched out his hand and slapped Wan Haishan on the chest.
Wan Haishan frowned slightly, and then spat out a few mouthfuls of thick black phlegm.
Then, he took a deep breath and felt refreshed.
"Huh..." Wan Haishan let out another burst of hearty laughter and said to everyone: "I haven't breathed so freely in a long time."
"Even if I took a breath before, it would feel like my whole lungs were filled with something. It was extremely heavy."
"It's better now. The depressed feeling has completely disappeared. Brother Lu's medical skills are really amazing."
"I never expected that when I was about to die, I would meet a miracle doctor like Mr. Lu. It seems that God doesn't even want me to die."
"Hahaha……"
Lu Chen also laughed and pulled out the golden needle on Wan Haishan's body.
Then, he took out a pen and wrote a prescription, handed it to Wan Binghe and said, "I have a prescription here called Qingfei Decoction."
"Take the medicine according to the prescription, once in the morning and once in the evening, for a month, and Brother Wan's condition will basically be cured."
Everyone was delighted.
Lu Chen continued: "Actually, the main reason for Brother Wan's illness this time was not caused by illness, but by something wrong with the exercises he practiced."
"What? There's something wrong with the technique I'm practicing?" Wan Haishan frowned, shook his head, and said to Lu Chen, "I've been practicing this technique for decades, and I haven't found any problems."
Wan Binghe also said: "Yes, Mr. Lu, I also practice the same technique with my father."
"Even most of the disciples in the entire martial arts guild practice the same technique."
"But no one has the same symptoms as my father."
"That's because your training time is too short, or your skills are still too shallow." Lu Chen shook his head and said with a smile.
Everyone looked at each other with some doubts in their expressions.
After all, we all admit that you, Chen Lu, have superb medical skills, but if you want to say that you also have high attainments in kung fu, that would be a stretch.
Especially since President Wan has been practicing for so many years, he has never noticed that you can see the problem just by looking at it. This is too fantasy.
Knowing that everyone would find it difficult to accept it for a while, Lu Chen said with a smile: "Brother Wan, when you are practicing, do you feel a sense of blockage in the fifth, eleventh, and twenty-fourth moves?
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"Not only that, every time you practice these moves, your lungs feel a little blocked and you have trouble breathing?"
"It's not obvious at the martial artist stage, but it's especially obvious at the martial arts master stage, especially after the fourth level of martial arts master?"
"Brother Lu, how did you know?" Wan Haishan's expression immediately changed, "I always thought it was the wrong way of breathing, but I never paid too much attention to it."
Everyone looked shocked. They didn't expect Lu Chen to see so clearly.
Lu Chen didn't reply. He stretched out his hand and slapped Wan Binghe with his palm.
Lu Chen's palm was so powerful that Wan Binghe did not dare to be careless and quickly took action to block it.
But he didn't expect that Lu Chen's move was a feint. With a slight squeeze of his wrist, he directly bypassed Wan Binghe's hands.
Then, with a slight lift of his finger, a stream of spiritual energy shot toward Wan Binghe's chest.
Wan Binghe covered his chest with a painful look on his face.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, and Wan Xiaoqing even shouted angrily: "Lu Chen, what are you doing?"
Wan Haishan raised his hand, stopped Wan Xiaoqing, and said calmly: "Mr. Lu must have his reasons for this move."
puff……
Wan Binghe coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of thick black phlegm.
Everyone couldn't help being surprised that this situation was exactly the same as Wan Haishan's symptoms at that time.
Is there really something wrong with this cultivation method?
Everyone's expressions became even more ugly, after all, most of the disciples in the entire martial arts guild practiced the same technique.
If there is a problem with this skill, then you will either stop practicing and your skills will stagnate; or you will grit your teeth and practice forcefully, and end up vomiting blood and dying.