After saying that, Sima Boyong followed Yang Jingyi to the side room and sat down on the chairs in the room. Duan Yingying immediately brought them two pots of tea and couldn't help but ask Sima Boyong: "Uncle Boyong, what's wrong with my father's health?"
How are you doing?"
Then Sima Boyong put the tea bowl on the table, sighed and said: "Sister-in-law, Yingying, I won't hide it from you anymore, senior brother's health is indeed not optimistic now!"
These words made Yang Jingyi's heart tighten, and she looked directly at Sima Boyong and said: "The senior brother was already in poor health before, but now because of what happened just now, he was so anxious that he vomited blood, so he became obsessed with it and left behind
The hidden disease has recurred again."
"How could that happen?"
Duan Yingying was anxious and went up to hold Sima Boyong's old arm, "Uncle Boyong, do you have a way to cure my father's disease?"
Sima Boyong looked at the worried expressions on their mother and daughter's faces and said, "Sister-in-law, Yingying, don't worry. I didn't say that senior brother's disease can't be cured, but this time his hidden disease has recurred and it is a bit difficult to treat.
It requires long-term treatment, so it’s best not to let senior brother move around in the past few days and let him recover well."
Hearing his words, Yang Jingyi relaxed a little, nodded and said: "Junior brother Boyong, your senior brother's illness depends entirely on you."
"Well, don't worry, sister-in-law, I will try my best to cure senior brother's illness."
Sima Boyong nodded, and then said: "But don't let senior brother worry about the ancestor worship ceremony the day after tomorrow. Junior Brother Wuwei and I will take care of it."
Yang Jingyi nodded and said, "Then Junior Brother Lao Boyong will have to work harder."
Sima Boyong shook his head and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you're welcome. We are all one family. As long as the senior brother recovers from his illness, everything will be fine."
"Uncle Boyong is right."
Duan Yingying held Sima Boyong's old arm and said to her mother: "Mom, don't worry, I believe Uncle Boyong will cure my father's disease."
Sima Boyong turned his head and looked at Duan Yingying lovingly, but Yang Jingyi remained expressionless, not knowing what she was thinking.
"It's all that old man's fault. If he hadn't wronged Master Boyong, he wouldn't have made my father vomit blood and made his hidden illness relapse."
Immediately, Duan Yingying's eyes widened, her pretty face was full of annoyance, she stood up and said: "No, I will drive them out of the Taoist temple now, so as not to anger my father again in the future."
"Yingying, how can you talk like this?"
Sima Boyong grabbed Duan Yingying and said: "He is your uncle after all. He came back to the master with great difficulty this time."
Duan Yingying pursed her lips angrily and said: "Uncle Boyong, he has wronged you so much, why are you speaking for him?"
Sima Boyong waved his hands and sighed: "Is he my senior brother? Although he has opinions about me, as a junior brother, how can I argue with my senior brother, so you don't want to embarrass him, you know."
"Okay, I listen to you."
Duan Yingying had no choice but to sit down again, fuming, but already thinking about how to deal with Chang Wude and the others.
"Sister-in-law, then I will go out and arrange the venue for the ancestor worship ceremony."
As Sima Boyong stood up, Yang Jingyi and Duan Yingying also stood up, "Okay, Junior Brother Boyong, thank you for your hard work."
"Uncle Boyong, I'll go with you."
Duan Yingying immediately took his old arm again and wanted to go with him.
Immediately, Yang Jingyi said to her: "Yingying, as soon as you come back, don't go out and take good care of your father at home."
Sima Boyong also smiled and said: "It took you so long to come back, now you are spending time with your mother and father."
Duan Yingying nodded and said with a pout: "Okay, Uncle Boyong, I'll go find you later."
Sima Boyong smiled and nodded, said something to Yang Jingyi and turned around to leave.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Duan Yingying turned her head and looked at her mother, who was frowning and worried. Yang Jingyi pulled her to sit down and said in a solemn tone: "Yingying, I will avoid frequent contact with your Uncle Boyong from now on, you know!"
Duan Yingying looked puzzled and asked with a glare: "Why, Uncle Boyong is so nice and takes special care of me in the capital. Why do you tell me not to associate with him?"
Yang Jingyi looked serious and said: "Don't ask why, in short, just listen to me and don't walk around with him in the future."
Duan Yingying was speechless, stood up and said: "Mom, you are really confused sometimes, forget it, I'll go see dad..."
"You remember my words."
Yang Jingyi shouted, and Duan Yingying, who was going out, replied: "Oh, I know..."
Yang Jingyi sighed. Seeing her daughter trust Sima Boyong so much made her very worried...
Sima Boyong, who left the residence of the master, walked out of the courtyard gate. Sima Wentang and Zhu Yangyu came up to him outside and asked, "Dad, how are you?"
"Well, the master is fine, but he needs to recover for a while."
Sima Boyong's little eyes flashed and he smiled.
Sima Wentang and Zhu Yangyu nodded and followed him outside, "Dad, Chang Wude and Wan Yunting are both in the Taoist temple now. Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity and give them to them!"
Sima Boyong turned his head and glared at him, waved his hand and said, "No, this is not the right place. Doing so will arouse people's suspicion."
"But dad, I'm afraid that Chang Wude and Wan Yunting are in the Taoist temple and will ruin your plan!"
Sima Wentang said worriedly.
Sima Boyong shook his head and smiled, and said: "Don't worry about this. Even the senior brother trusts me now, and no one cares about what Chang Wude said. Later, you can spread a rumor to the young disciples in the Taoist temple.
, just say that Chang Wude came back this time because he wants to compete for the position of the master of the temple!"
Sima Wentang's eyes suddenly lit up and he said happily: "In this way, Chang Wude will become a street rat here, and everyone will despise him."
Sima Boyong smiled sinisterly and said immediately: "That Wan Yunting, are you sure he is Chang Wude's direct disciple?"
Sima Wentang shook his head and said: "We have been investigating Wan Yunting's identity before, and there are many suspicious points. He has been in prison for seven years since he was framed, and he was only released from prison a few months ago, but he has
His extraordinary skills in traditional Chinese medicine and martial arts quickly emerged in Huadu City."
"But it stands to reason that when Wan Yunting was not in prison, he was an ordinary college student, but his Chinese medicine skills and Kung Fu cannot be something he learned before!"
Zhu Yangyu, who was following him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Cousin Wen, what do you mean, is that his Chinese medicine skills and Kung Fu were learned in prison?"
"Well, I now suspect that this is possible!"
Sima Wentang nodded and said.
Sima Boyong smiled and said: "So, he only met Chang Wude after he came out?"
"No."
Sima Wentang shook his head and said: "Later, according to our investigation, Chang Wude has been working as a janitor and security guard at Huadu University twelve years ago, and Wan Yunting used to go to university, which happened to be Huadu University, so I guess they
It’s very possible that we’ve known each other for a long time!”
"If this is the case, then it is possible that he is Chang Wude's direct disciple, otherwise his martial arts would not be so high!"
Zhu Yangyu said.
Wei Ping and the others had said before that Wan Yunting had competed with Qi Wu in the morning, and his martial arts realm had reached Danjin!
Nowadays, at a young age, he is already a master of martial arts. Either he has been learning martial arts since he was a child, or he is a prodigy in martial arts training.
"Well, I prefer the latter. Wan Yunting and Chang Wude have known each other for a long time and have taught him Kung Fu, but his Chinese medicine skills have always been a mystery. I haven't found out who he learned the medical skills from.
!”
Sima Wentang said.
"Um."
Sima Boyong nodded, and then his little eyes flashed sharply, and he said: "The only thing I'm worried about is that that boy is Gongsun Xiuliang's disciple!"
These words made Sima Wentang and Zhu Yangyu startled, and said, "Didn't I say before that Gongsun Xiuliang was dead?"
Sima Boyong smiled and shook his head and said: "I have been looking for him for so many years, but I have never been able to find him. Although Chang Wude said that he was dead, I would not have found him until I saw his grave.
believable."
Sima Wentang nodded and asked doubtfully: "But Dad, what if Wan Yunting really learned medical skills from Gongsun Xiuliang and is his disciple?"
Sima Boyong's little eyes flashed with a sharp light and said: "If this is really the case, then it will be a bit troublesome!"