President Bingshan's personal doctor

Su Han's heart trembled suddenly, and then his eyes were full of anger!

Killed all over the house?

He looked at Mr. Wen and the others in shock. It was the old Yang they just mentioned, who was killed just because he complained about the successor of the "Tianjing"?

The anger in his heart surged instantly. He never knew what was going on and why such a thing existed.

"Okay, old Wen, don't talk about it. Why did you tell Su Han about this? Not many people know about this. It's better for young people not to know. Let him go."

Xue Yang sighed, "Let's not interfere with the affairs of their circle, it's beyond our control."

His face was full of helplessness. Obviously this kind of thing made them angry, but he dared not speak out.

Su Han didn't continue to ask. It seems that there are not many people who know about it, and only Wen Rujun and others who are elderly and have a high status in the field of Chinese medicine know a little.

He knew that the more he asked, the more he would just make things difficult for Xue Yang and the others.

It seems that the "Tianjing" I have learned has too many secrets, and it can even be said that it hides a lot of things, but the old master never told me.

Fortunately, he has never told others that he is the descendant of the "Tianjing", I am afraid that many people are staring at him!

Su Han's heart skipped a beat and he was very shocked. He never thought that there was another descendant of "Tianjing" more than 20 years ago, and he was already dead.

Judging by Wen Rujun's tone, he died unjustly.

That person... has something to do with me?

His heart was beating violently, and the blood in his whole body was boiling instantly.

Especially when he heard that someone was murdered for calling out the "Tianjing" heir, the anger in Su Han's heart turned into a terrifying murderous aura!

The descendants of the "Tianjing" have always taken it as their duty to spread medical skills, save lives and heal the wounded, and eradicate the strong and help the weak. How could they end up like this?

What exactly is going on.

It seems that he must find his master as soon as possible and ask these things clearly.

"By the way, Old Wen, didn't you say that you have taken in two apprentices. I heard that they have good qualifications. Why don't you bring them here this time? Let us have a look?"

Xue Yang hurriedly changed the subject, not wanting to get too entangled.

Everyone else responded, as if what they just said was just an illusion, and they didn't mention it.

Only Su Han sat there without speaking, drinking silently, thinking about these things in his heart.

"That circle..." Su Han heard Xue Yang say that he belonged to that circle. It seemed that there were too many things that he didn't know.

I am afraid that his identity cannot be made public for the time being. Su Han is very fortunate that he did not tell others.

But I believe that if someone from that circle shows up and sees himself using the Xuanqi Finger or Xuanqi Gong, he probably already knows it.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and temporarily put this matter behind his mind.

The current him is not strong enough, even if he knows, it may bring more troubles.

If Mr. Wen hadn't drank too much today and slipped his mouth, he probably didn't know when he would find out.

Su Han secretly scolded his master, the old Taoist, this guy is really carefree, he hasn't seen anyone for so long, and he doesn't know where he went to fool around.

He thought of what he said at Hong Yidao's house before, "fortunately not disgraceful life", which may have something to do with this incident.

Su Han calmed down his emotions and didn't think too much about it, so as not to let others see it.

After chatting with some old seniors, seeing that Wen Rujun and the others were already drunk, Xue Yang arranged for someone to take them back to the guest room to rest.

Just as Su Han was about to leave, a figure walked over in the distance.

He looked up and saw that it was He Mingwei who had come to say hello before.

He Mingwei still held the wine glass in his hand, and walked over with a smile on his face: "Mr. Su, I've been busy all this time, and I didn't have time to ask you for a drink. Let me toast you."

Su Han stood up and smiled: "You're welcome."

He looked at He Mingwei, and suddenly had a feeling in his heart, could it be that He Mingwei in front of him was someone from that circle that Xue Yang said?

Su Han always felt that the way He Mingwei looked at him was different from how he looked at others.

He Mingwei was still elegant, touched a glass of wine with Su Han lightly, and took a sip.

Su Han naturally followed suit and took a sip: "Thank you."

"I heard that Mr. Su's medical skills are superb, and even Mr. Xue and the others are full of praise." He Mingwei looked at Su Han with a trace of curiosity on his face, "I don't know which school Mr. Su belongs to?"

He knew all famous doctors of several schools of Chinese medicine, but he had never heard of the name Su Han.

Instead, he learned from Lei Hu, which made He Mingwei guess Su Han's true identity.

If you are not in the circle of Chinese medicine, maybe you are in the same circle as yourself.

That's why he just told Su Han that he and Su Han were in the same path, and he thought Su Han would react, but he didn't expect that Su Han didn't change his expression at all.

"Mr. Xue also asked me this question just now, genre?"

Su Han laughed, "Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and it really needs to be subdivided, not just the current schools?"

He didn't answer directly, but he was inexplicably more wary of He Mingwei in front of him.

"Yes, Chinese medicine is indeed extensive and profound. If it can be subdivided, if you can be proficient in one of them, you can already be regarded as a famous doctor."

A gleam of light flashed in He Mingwei's eyes, he looked into Su Han's eyes seriously, and didn't see anything strange.

Su Han smiled and didn't answer any more.

He Mingwei knew that he just met today, and it's not good to talk too much, so he toasted again, drank a little with Su Han, and left.

Looking at He Mingwei's back, Su Han frowned slightly.

He always felt that He Mingwei approached him on purpose, maybe even Mr. Xue invited him because of this guy. After all, the organizer of this conference is the He Shi Group under the name of He Mingwei.

Just now when He Mingwei came to toast himself, Su Han didn't think it was because of politeness, otherwise why He Mingwei didn't come when Wen Rujun and the others were there, but waited for everyone else to leave before coming.

It seems that what He Mingwei asked himself seemed to be probing.

Especially at the wine table just now, when he heard the drunk Wen Rujun talk about the "Tianjing" passed down more than 20 years ago, Su Han felt a little more vigilant.

"Forget it, don't think about it so much, what should come will always come."

Su Han shook his head and went back to the guest room without saying anything.

Tomorrow morning, he would give a lecture to the people of this school of attacking evil, so he had to make some preparations.

Back in his guest room, Su Han used his profound qigong to dissipate the energy of the wine in an instant, and his whole body regained clarity.

His eyes are clear, like stars in the dark night, so bright that people will sink into them just by looking at them.

Su Han sat there cross-legged, adjusting his breathing, but still couldn't calm down.

In my mind, I was still thinking about what Wen Rujun said just now.

"The descendant of the "Tianjing", who was before me, and how did he die? It seems that he died of injustice?"

Su Han kept thinking about it, always feeling that this matter might have something to do with him.

Not many people knew about this matter, if Wen Rujun hadn't been drunk tonight and leaked the truth, he didn't know when he would find out.

But the truth?

(End of this chapter)