Disciple, you are not really invincible, there is still your wife in this world

Chapter [-]: Treating Jiang Chen

Pei Jianxun's family all came forward to greet him.

Pei Yu shouted happily: "Grandpa Tai!"

One of the old men wearing glasses and wearing a loose sports coat smiled and said, "Xiaoyu, I heard from your grandpa that you have made a meritorious service this time."

Pei Yu said: "No matter what, Brother Qin is still the best."

The full name of the old man surnamed Tai is Tai Guowei. In Tianjiang, he is a talkative person.

Pei Jianxun introduced Qin Yang: "This is the provincial leader Tai Guowei."

Qin Yang stepped forward and asked politely. Tai Guowei seemed very approachable and did not give people a majestic feeling.

Several people walked into the villa, and Tai Guowei quickly got to the point.

"Qin Yang, Lao Pei said you could cure Wen Dingsong's injury, so I came."

Tai Guowei solemnly said: "If you can really heal Wen Dingsong's injury, I will owe you a big favor."

Qin Yang glanced at the old man who came with him and said, "The land immortals are like the immortals in mythology."

"The aura is natural, the true energy is like the sea, and the appearance is permanent. The prime of life is very long, and he can live for at least two hundred years."

"Senior should be less than a hundred years old, but he looks like he is already in his old age. It seems that he has been seriously injured and his energy has been damaged."

"I wonder if the sea of ​​​​qi of senior is still intact? If even the sea of ​​​​qi is not complete, it will be really difficult."

The old-looking Wen Dingsong's pupils shrank and he was a little shocked. Originally, he had no hope. After all, his injury was troublesome even to the Sai Immortal.

The Living King of Hell couldn't find anyone and didn't let him try.

However, according to Wen Dingsong's judgment, even if the living King of Hell comes, it will not help.

The living king of hell may not be any better than the medical skills of the gods.

Wen Dingsong's voice was hoarse and he braced himself: "My little friend saw through my injuries at a glance, which is shocking."

"My qi sea is still intact, but it has been torn apart and may collapse at any time. Now I am relying on my powerful true qi to forcibly maintain it."

"As soon as I relax, my qi sea immediately collapses."

Wen Dingsong stared at Qin Yang with his old eyes, and said: "What do you mean, little friend, as long as my Qi Hai is not dispersed, you can cure me?"

Qin Yang smiled and nodded: "Of course."

Wen Dingsong's eyes were sharp: "My little friend, please don't joke."

Qin Yang said calmly: "Since I dare to say it, I will definitely do it. The old gentleman can follow me to the treatment room upstairs."

"Within an hour, I guarantee that the old man will be jumping around and return to his peak."

As soon as these words came out, Tai Guowei was shocked. He said: "Young man, I once invited Sai Shenxian, the second best person in Daxia, but he bluntly said that he was unable to treat Mr. Wen."

"Your tone... is really shocking."

Qin Yang said: "He is him and I am me. Just because Sai Shenxian can't do something, it doesn't mean that I can't do it."

Wen Dingsong suddenly laughed: "That's right, young people should have such a fearless aura that they can break the sky."

"Okay, since you said you can cure me, then I will believe you once. If you can really cure my injury, I, Wen Dingsong, promise to use three swords for you."

Qin Yang stood up with a faint smile: "Please go upstairs."

Wen Dingsong jumped lightly, like an immortal volleying in the sky, and reached the second floor in an instant. Pei Yu's eyes were extremely enthusiastic.

Qin Yang took the stairs upstairs and came to the treatment room.

The two closed the door, and Ling Miao said worriedly: "What if Mr. Qin fails to cure Mr. Wen, will he beat Mr. Qin to death in a rage?"

When Pei Jianxun heard this, he became a little worried.

Tai Guowei said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wen won't do anything as long as the injury is not aggravated."

Pei Yu said with great confidence: "Brother Qin must be fine! You don't have to worry too much!"

Ling Miao glanced at him and said softly: "I hope so."

Time passed bit by bit.

More than fifty minutes later, before a full hour had passed, the door to the treatment room opened.

Then, a middle-aged man who looked about thirty-five or sixteen years old came out. Except for Tai Guowei, everyone else was stunned.

who is this?

Tai Guowei's eyes were shocked and his tone was a little excited: "Mr. Wen, have you...recovered?"

Everyone was shocked. Is this Wen Dingsong who was so old that he seemed to be dying just now?

Wen Dingsong nodded, and a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Tai, Divine Doctor Qin cured me."

Tai Guowei was delighted: "Okay, okay, okay!"

Three good ones in a row, one can imagine how he feels.

Qin Yang walked out. At this time, Wen Dingsong respected Qin Yang.

"Mr. Qin, please!"

He asked Qin Yang to go first.

Qin Yang didn't say anything, and the two of them went downstairs together.

Several people looked at Wen Dingsong, looking a little confused.

Ling Miao was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Could Qin Yang be able to heal that kind of injury?

How on earth did he do it?

Wen Dingsong said with a smile: "Qin's miraculous doctor's skills are rare in the world. I'm willing to show my displeasure."

Qin Yang said: "Mr. Wen's words are serious."

Wen Dingsong took out a bank card and said solemnly: "This is my life savings, more than [-] billion. Please accept it, Mr. Qin!"

Qin Yang was stunned and immediately said: "No need..."

Tai Guowei smiled and said: "Young friend Qin Yang, just accept it. Mr. Wen is a very hard-working person. It is really rare for him to be able to wipe out his family fortune all at once."

Qin Yang had no choice but to accept the money, and his eyes became a little strange.

He discovered that if he treated people everywhere, he would soon become the richest man in the world.

Of course, this is just thinking about it. If someone discovers that he can heal any injury, then he will become a hot commodity.

In order to keep him under control, countless troubles will come towards him.

Thinking of this, Qin Yang said: "Grandpa Tai, Mr. Wen, I don't want anyone to know about today's treatment."

"Mr. Wen turned around and said that he had a chance encounter, so the injury recovered. Don't say that I cured it."

Wen Dingsong had lived for nearly a hundred years, and Tai Guowei was a big man with hands and eyes that could reach the sky. He instantly understood Qin Yang's worries.

So both of them looked serious, and Wen Dingsong promised: "Don't worry, I will never tell others."

After Wen Dingsong was cured, everyone felt quite good.

Pei Jianxun asked the nanny to prepare the meal, and they all stayed for lunch.

After lunch, Qin Yang called Jiang Chen.

When Jiang Chen heard that Qin Yang was coming, he was shocked. He knew that if Qin Yang contacted him, it would mean that his injury was stable!

Qin Yang came to Jiang Chen's home, which was a small villa.

When Jiang Chen saw Qin Yang, he suppressed the excitement and anxiety in his heart.

"Mr. Qin, have you had lunch?"

"After eating, Team Leader Jiang, please sit down and prepare to take the Jiuji Thunder Jelly."

Jiang Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he not only took a breath: "Mr. Qin... got Jiuji Thunder Liquid?"