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Ai Wen took off his pants and lay down on the bed.

"Auntie, I need to pinch your legs to check if your bones are crooked. I'm sorry." Ling Haochen pinched from toes to thighs, and said after pinching both legs: "The damage to your legs is relatively serious."

Ai Wen asked anxiously: "Is there any help?"

Ling Haochen smiled at her: "Auntie, didn't I say that? As long as you can stand up just now, I can heal you, so you don't need to worry about this problem. You just have to calm down now, trust me, and trust you too Myself, your current situation is that only acupuncture can’t completely cure you, and you need to cooperate with medicine to repair the nervous system and foot bones, your kneecap is a little crooked, I need to correct it, and then give you acupuncture treatment.”

"it is good."

The president was curious: "Xiao Ling, you can feel if the bones are crooked with your hands?"

When they were taking the film, the doctor mentioned that the dislocation of the bone was healing, and surgery was needed to correct it, and there might be sequelae in the end.

"If I don't have this ability, how dare I promise you that I can heal my leg." Ling Haochen suddenly gasped, pointed to the corner on the right hand side and asked, "What is that?"

Ai Wen and the president looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw nothing strange: "What is what?"

There was a sudden clicking sound, and when she heard the sound of bones turning, the pain hit Ai Wen's cranial nerves instantly, and she let out a painful cry.

Ling Haochen rubbed Ai Wen's kneecap with spiritual power to relieve her pain: "Okay, I have straightened the bone back."

The president looked at him in disbelief: "Is it corrected like this?"

At that time, the doctor said that an operation was needed, but the young man in front of him actually corrected it with his hands.

"If you don't believe me, you can take a picture tomorrow and find a professional doctor to fix the bones of your feet." Ling Haochen took out a silver needle and stuck it on Ai Wen's leg point, and at the same time pierced the spiritual energy into Ai Wen's leg to repair the bones and muscles: "Do you feel it?"

Ai Wen hummed: "It hurts a bit."

"It's good if you can feel the pain, Auntie. The silver needle needs to stay on your leg for half an hour before you can take it out. You should rest here first. After half an hour, I will take the needle and massage your leg."

"Thank you Xiaoling."

At this time, the maid came in and said, "Sir, the old man told you to eat first, and I will guard here."

The president nodded and said to Ling Haochen, "Xiao Ling, let's sit down together."

"Okay." Ling Haochen and the president came to the lobby on the second floor.

Sitting in the hall, Mr. Han saw Ling Haochen coming down, and called Ling Haochen to come and sit with him: "Xiao Ling, come and chat with me."

"Okay." Ling Haochen sat beside him.

Mr. Han apologized and said, "Xiao Ling, first of all, I want to say sorry to you."

Ling Haochen was puzzled: "Grandpa Han, why did you say sorry to me?"

"Before you came to the presidential palace for the first time, I investigated your affairs, I hope you can understand."

"So that's what happened." Ling Haochen smiled: "Grandpa Han, your son is the president of the country. He works for the country and the people. Everyone respects him, but at the same time, some people want to get rid of him. His safety must be determined." Putting it first and foremost, strangers who are close to him must of course be investigated, and my family is not a shameful family, so we can investigate as we want."

Seeing his frankness, Mr. Han smiled heartily: "It's good that you don't mind. By the way, I saw in your information that your family is a family of feng shui fortune-telling. Do you really know how to tell fortunes?"

Ling Haochen threw a grape into his mouth: "Yes."

"So you told Ai Wen in Xiaokun's study before that it was you who calculated that Xiaokun could skip three levels of the college entrance examination?"

"Yes, after the Chinese New Year, Xiaokun just recovers. You can let Xiaokun go back to school and let him take the high school entrance examination in half a year. Then he will take the skipping examination in one year, and he will be able to take the college entrance examination in the next year."

Mr. Han said with a smile: "Xiao Ling, you are very confident in your medical skills, so you can be sure that Xiao Kun will recover in the next year."

"Trust me, absolutely."

Both Mr. Han and the president who were eating laughed out loud.

Half an hour passed quickly, Ling Haochen went back to Ai Wen's room to pull out the needle, and then massaged her legs for another hour, and after that, he massaged Mr. Han's waist for another half an hour, just like that, it was eleven o'clock before he knew it .

Mr. Han persuaded Ling Haochen to stay in the presidential palace to rest for one night.

Ling Haochen didn't think it was too early, so he hurried back to school to take a shower, and he had to toss at least a little before he could go to sleep, so he didn't refuse, and stayed in the presidential palace for the night.

The servant took Ling Haochen to the guest room on the second floor and prepared a new set of pajamas for him.

Ling Haochen came out of the shower, blowing his hair while looking at himself in the full-length mirror, and finally, his eyes fell on his stomach.

He dried his hair, put down the hair dryer, picked up his pajamas and looked at his stomach: "It seems to be a little bigger."

"What's a little louder." Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind.

Ling Haochen turned his head and saw that it was Feng Yin who came, rolled his eyes and said: "As expected of the ghost emperor among all the ghosts, he always likes to run out in the middle of the night to scare people."

Feng Yin walked up to him and looked at his stomach.

Ling Haochen straightened his stomach towards him: "Look, is my stomach a little bigger?"

Feng Yin raised her eyebrows: "It seems to be a little bigger."

Ling Haochen picked up his phone and took a photo of his stomach: "I want to take a souvenir."

Feng Yin: "..."

Ling Haochen was not satisfied looking at the photo, he frowned: "Only take pictures of the stomach, not the person, when my son comes out, he won't believe that I gave birth to him, what should I do?"

The corners of Feng Yin's eyes twitched.

Ling Haochen handed the phone to Feng Yin: "Emperor Beiyin, please take some photos for me."

Feng Yin: "..."

Ling Haochen lifted up his clothes, pointed to his protruding belly, then looked at the camera with a smile and said, "Just shoot like this."

Feng Yin was speechless, and pressed the button.

"Let me see how it's taken?" Ling Haochen took back his mobile phone to check the photo. Since Feng Yin is taller than him, the angle was taken from top to bottom, which made Ling Haochen look very short in the photo, and his belly was not taken out. , he said depressedly: "Look at you, you made me short and frustrated, and took a new shot."

He stuffed the photo and stuffed the phone back into Feng Yin's hand.

"..." Feng Yin pressed the button again towards Ling Haochen, it was similar to the previous photo, which made the person very short.

Ling Haochen was dissatisfied: "You can't stand to take pictures, you have to squat down to take pictures."

Feng Yin squinted his eyes: "You ask me to squat down to take pictures."

He is a majestic Beiyin emperor who wants to squat down to take pictures for others?What is the system?Wouldn't it be a joke to say it?

Ling Haochen noticed the cold air emanating from his body, and pretended to let out an ouch.

Feng Yin quickly withdrew her Yin Qi, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts." Ling Haochen went to the bed and sat down.

Feng Yin sat next to him, giving the child in his stomach a sigh of relief: "Is it better?"

Ling Haochen glared at him: "It's all because of you."

Feng Yin: "..."

Who is angry with whom?

"You don't help me and my son take better pictures, and you are angry with me. My son and I are wronged." Ling Haochen lowered his eyes: "You don't love us, we just want to take a picture as a souvenir, and you are not satisfied. us."

Feng Yin: "..."

What is this all about?

Seeing that he was silent, Ling Haochen looked up at him and said loudly, "My stomach hurts."

Feng Yin took a deep breath: "Okay, you can shoot as you say."

Ling Haochen smiled happily: "That's right, come on, come on, just do what I said just now."

The veins on Feng Yin's forehead throbbed wildly: "Now the stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"

"When I'm happy, it won't hurt anymore." Ling Haochen made a triumphant gesture: "Take a picture of me in this pose."

"..." Feng Yin gave him a cold look, knelt down and took a picture of him.

Ling Haochen returned to the gesture of pointing at his belly before, and smiled at the camera like a sunbeam. After taking several pictures, he let Feng Yin go. Looking at the photo in his hand, he smiled with satisfaction: "When I have time, I will take the picture. It’s posted, and I’ll take another video.”

He switched from taking photos with his mobile phone to recording a video. He first took a photo of his stomach, and then slowly turned to his face: "Baby, I am your father, the father who gave birth to you from the belly, you have another father... ..."

Ling Haochen turned the camera to Fengyin, but no one was captured on the phone, he frowned: "Emperor Beiyin, quickly let yourself appear in the video."

Feng Yin said lightly: "I don't like taking pictures."

"I'm shooting videos, not taking pictures, so you just show your face."

Feng Yin looked at the camera and let his figure appear in the video, but within two seconds, he disappeared again.

Ling Haochen smiled happily: "Baby, this is your other father. He is the ghost emperor of the underworld, a super god. From now on, he will protect you. You can walk sideways in the underworld. No one dares to bully you."

"..." The corners of Feng Yin's mouth twitched slightly: "It's past twelve o'clock, and you're still awake?"

"By the way, I'm pregnant, so I can't go to bed late." Ling Haochen put away his phone, lay down on the bed, and patted the place next to him: "Emperor Beiyin, come up quickly and save my child's yin energy so that he can grow up." become healthier in the process.”

Feng Yin pulled a chair and sat beside him: "I just need to sit down."

Ling Haochen smiled and said, "Then how dare I let you sit down."

Feng Yin sneered: "Are you embarrassed?"

"No, so please sit here for one night."

Feng Yin: "..."

"Father, good night." Ling Haochen rubbed his belly: "Baby, say good night to your father, we are going to sleep."

He closed his eyes, and then opened them again to look at Feng Yin: "You can't delete my photos and videos while I'm asleep."

Feng Yin darkened his face: "Quickly sleep."

"Oh." Ling Haochen quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Feng Yin rubbed his brain, he was really a difficult guy to deal with.

He put his hand on Ling Haochen's stomach, transferring Yin Qi and Spiritual Qi to the child.

Feng Yin looked at the person on the bed. The sleeping Ling Haochen looked like a doll placed by the window, obedient and handsome. The corners of his mouth slightly raised and he said softly, "It's better to be obedient after falling asleep."