"Uncle..." Xue Wanjun's eyes turned red, and she didn't know what to do for a moment.
Her mother died when she was young, and she was raised by her uncle. Therefore, after learning that her grandfather was unconscious, she immediately asked Yu Linchan and Jiang Xiaofan to help.
But Zhong Yue was not even given a chance to diagnose...
"In that case, let's go."
Jiang Xiaofan held back his anger and walked towards the villa's bowl of noodles after speaking.
He had long been dissatisfied with Zhong Yue's attitude. He was obviously invited to be treated by Mr. Zhong, but now he was acting like he was begging for help.
When Jiang Xiaofan reached the door of the villa, he couldn't bear to stop.
He struggled in his mind for a while, then turned to Zhong Yue and said, "I advise you not to continue practicing, otherwise the pain in your chest will spread to your whole body."
"Buzz!" Zhong Yue's mind went blank for a moment.
He was extremely shocked. How did this young man know?
When he finally came to his senses, Jiang Xiaofan had already walked into the yard.
"stop!"
Zhong Yue suddenly moved his body and rushed in front of Jiang Xiaofan like a cannonball. He asked in a trembling voice: "How do you know I have pain in my chest? Who are you?"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression remained unchanged: "Of course I can tell. I told you that I am a Chinese medicine practitioner."
"Impossible!" Zhong Yue said with sharp eyes: "Traditional Chinese medicine will definitely not be able to tell. The pain in my chest is not a disease, it is because..."
Jiang Xiaofan interrupted: "It's caused by martial arts training. I just said it."
"How on earth did you know?" Zhong Yue had a look of disbelief in his eyes.
The pain in his chest was not a disease, but caused by practicing martial arts passed down from his family. Except for his father, Mr. Zhong, he had not even told his niece Xue Wanjun. How did this young man see it?
Jiang Xiaofan smiled half-heartedly: "What do you think?"
Zhong Yue was a little unsure, so he took a deep breath and said, "Please help me check on my father's illness. I will definitely thank you very much afterwards."
"Why?"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered, turned around and walked towards the gate of the villa, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a stone on the east side of the yard.
It was a martial arts field the size of a basketball court. There were rows of plum blossom stakes erected in the field. Next to it were a pile of rocks the size of iron pots, some of which had been broken into fist-sized pieces. They were obviously used by the Zhong family for daily practice.
He stopped reflexively, and the next moment the Witch God's inheritance came to mind.
The knowledge seemed to be attracted by something, and it surged through Jiang Xiaofan's consciousness like a revolving door, and even the spiritual energy in his lower abdomen became restless.
What followed was an overwhelming desire to have that stone as one's own.
This weird situation had never happened before, and Jiang Xiaofan was confused for a while.
"My little friend, everything can be discussed." Suddenly an old voice sounded in my ears.
Only then did Jiang Xiaofan come back to his senses.
He turned around and found that Mr. Tan was standing in front of him at some point.
Although the other party said that it could be discussed, the tone of his words was unquestionable, and it was obvious that he was not discussing with Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan joked: "What if I don't want to discuss?"
He bypassed Mr. Tan and continued walking outside.
Mr. Tan hesitated for a moment. He didn't understand why Zhong Yue reacted so violently, but he still blocked Jiang Xiaofan's way.
"Want to keep me?" Jiang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mr. Tan apologized: "My friend, I misunderstood. I just want to discuss it with you..."
"I want to come, but you can't stop me."
"I want to leave, but you can't stay."
Jiang Xiaofan's momentum suddenly changed, and a powerful pressure suddenly swept out.
"Deng Deng Deng!"
Mr. Tan's face turned pale, and his body involuntarily stepped back. He retreated a full five or six meters before he stabilized his steps.
He felt horrified and looked at Jiang Xiaofan with shocked eyes. The aura that this young man exuded just now was something he had only seen in Mr. Zhong's heyday.
Even... Mr. Zhong's pressure at that time was not as strong as his.
Jiang Xiaofan's aura disappeared as soon as it appeared, and he returned to a gentle young man in an instant.
The inheritor of the witch god stands proudly in the world.
Who can stop me?
Who dares to stay?
"A strong master?" Mr. Tan blurted out as he stared at Jiang Xiaofan with his heart trembling.
"What master?" Jiang Xiaofan was confused.
This time Jiang Xiaofan was not pretending, but he really didn't know what the master meant. Although he had obtained the inheritance of the witch god, he didn't understand the divisions of secular martial arts at all.
Therefore, after Mr. Tan said that he was a master, his expression showed confusion.
Zhong Yue rushed in front of Jiang Xiaofan. Even his father was only a half-step master. He had just touched the existence of Qi and was still far away from becoming a master who could refine Qi into internal energy.
But how could the young man in front of me reach that level?
"There is no qi." Zhong Yue felt it carefully and found that he did not feel qi on Jiang Xiaofan.
Qi is a symbol of the status of a master.
"Is it my misunderstanding?" Mr. Tan's cloudy eyes were full of unconfidence.
Zhong Yue took a deep breath, walked straight to Jiang Xiaofan, bowed his head slightly and apologized: "Mr. Jiang, I was rude just now. I solemnly apologize to you. As long as you can cure my father, I am willing to pay any price."
Apologize?
Xue Wanjun was stunned when he heard this. As the talkative person of the Zhong family, his uncle had a pivotal position in Jinyang City.
Even if Jiao Yibai comes to Zhong's house, he must restrain his temper.
Although the Jiao family owns a pharmaceutical group and is far superior to the Zhong family in terms of wealth and status. However, as a martial arts family, the Zhong family can give orders in black and white even if a housekeeper comes out.
Although doctors can save a person, the Zhong family can end a person.
Therefore, in the face of strong strength, many people want to give the Zhong family a hard time.
But such a person actually bowed his head and apologized to Jiang Xiaofan?
Xue Wanjun felt that the world was a little upside down. She knew her uncle's character better than Yu Linchan. Apart from being docile and obedient in front of her grandfather, she never lowered her head in front of others.
What did this Jiang Xiaofan just do?
Jiang Xiaofan looked at Zhong Yue in slight surprise. He also did not expect Zhong Yue to apologize. It seemed that Mr. Zhong was very important to the Zhong family.
Glancing at the stone not far away, Jiang Xiaofan muttered: "I can help Mr. Zhong with his medical treatment, but I have a condition."
"What conditions?" Zhong Yue asked excitedly.
Jiang Xiaofan pointed to the stone in the martial arts arena: "Give me that stone."
Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, and said a little confused: "You mean, the reward is only that stone."
"That's right." Jiang Xiaofan nodded.
Zhong Yue and Mr. Tan looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
"With all due respect, that stone is not a raw jade stone, and it is impossible to extract jadeite from it. You can exchange it for a house, a sports car, or cash. If you really like jadeite, I can ask a friend to buy some for you." Zhong Yue Shi said
Sincerely advise.
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