After the servant left, Rong Zhengrong urged.

"Let's go, the guests are here, why are you still sitting inside?"

Rong Zhengrong was very grateful to Lin Wanyue for coming at the right time, so that his sister could stop and stop.

Rong Baoting can't do anything, Lin Wanyue is a good friend of their brother and sister, and when a good friend comes, he always has to go out to see him.

After a while, Rong Baoting and Rong Zhengrong met Lin Wanyue in the living room.

"What's the matter, Sister Baoting, did you exercise too much and hurt your waist?"

Seeing that Rong Baoting was still holding her waist when she walked, and pain appeared on her face, Lin Wanyue quickly saw that Rong Baoting was hurting her waist.

It's just that in this situation where there is no one else, Lin Wanyue said the words "excessive exercise" very ambiguously.

Rong Zhengrong knew that this charming goblin was a master who dared to say anything, so it was not surprising that he was about it.

Rong Baoting said angrily: "Where do you want to go?

Lin Wanyue chuckled. Of course she knew that Rong Baoting didn't even talk about her boyfriend, and she threw herself on the racing, and this back injury must be related to the racing.

"When I see my sister, I don't smile at it, why are you still sad? I have a back injury and rest for a few days, so I don't need to be so pessimistic, right?" Lin Wan couldn't understand why Rong Baoting was still worried.

"Go, go, I didn't see my little sister worried, you should comfort her. Rong Zhengrong didn't want Rong Baoting to become more depressed.

If Rong Baoting is even more depressed, she will definitely have to go to the racing cabin again, and don't think about her back injury when the time comes.

Lin Wan glanced at Rong Zhengrong and said to Rong Baoting: "Sister Baoting, tell my sister, maybe my sister can help?"

"It's not the same. Rong Zhengrong muttered quietly.

Lin Wanyue pretended not to hear it, this big guy just can't speak, and he deserves to have no girlfriend now.

'It's just a lower back injury, there's a big game tomorrow afternoon and it could be affected by a lower back injury. ”

Rong Baoting said helplessly.

Lin Wanyue had a good relationship with her, and since the other party asked about this, even if she was depressed, she still told Lin Wanyue about this thing that made her feel depressed.

"Sprained your back?" Have you seen a doctor?"

Lin Wanyue asked.

She also knows that Rong Baoting is a desperate San Lang in racing, and regards racing as a lifelong career, if the injury is small, Rong Baoting will definitely not miss the important game tomorrow afternoon, but now Rong Baoting is so depressed, it is estimated that Rong Baoting's back injury will not be light.

Rong Zhengrong glared at Lin Wanyue: "Of course I've seen it! ”

Rong Zhengrong is quite "disdainful" Lin Wanyue. I don't know what to say about all such idiotic questions.

Of course, Lin Wanyue was not angry, glared at the big man, and said with a smile: "If you want me to say, your brothers and sisters are indeed a little bad in their heads. ”

"What's that?" Rong Zhengrong was unhappy, saying that his head was muddy, and he couldn't see others talking about his little sister, "Lin Wanyue, don't think that you have a higher IQ than me, you can bury me, beware of me beating you." ”

Poof. Lin Wanyue laughed directly.

Don't look at Rong Zhengrong's big size, rough temper, and the profession she is engaged in is still a professional mercenary that ordinary people can't think of, but even if she really provokes or belittles this product, this product will definitely not be so bad as to beat a woman.

"A big living person who can help your little sister is standing in front of you, hey, Rong Zhengrong, speak politely, otherwise your little sister will lose the opportunity to play, and the responsibility will be all on you. Lin Wan smiled charmingly.

Even if he wasn't seducing Rong Zhengrong, that smile was still full of attraction, and Rong Zhengrong couldn't stand it.

But Rong Zhengrong obviously cared more about Lin Wanyue's words.

"Lin Wanyue, you mean, you have a way to help your little sister?"

Lin Wanyue nodded, deliberately showed off in front of Rong Zhengrong, straightened her chest, and said proudly: "Of course." ”

Rong Zhengrong hurriedly did not squint and shifted his gaze to the ceiling.

This goblin, what kind of chest do you deliberately hold up, I don't know if it will fascinate people.

"Hehe, Sister Lin, then tell me quickly, how can you help my little sister?"

In order to please Lin Wanyue, Rong Zhengrong didn't call Lin Wanyue's name directly, and used "Sister Lin".

"Okay, I don't sell anything, after all, this matter is very important to Sister Baoting. ”

Lin Wanyue said.

Rong Baoting nodded, her good-looking eyes were full of expectation, looking at Lin Wanyue.

"I happen to know a person, he is very good at medical skills, especially acupuncture, Sister Baoting, your back injury is caused by accidental twisting, it should be a physical injury, right? Acupuncture must be useful, it is right to find him. ”

Lin Wanyue thought that if she said this, Rong Zhengrong, a big man who loved her sister very much, would definitely grin and eagerly ask her who was the person who was good at acupuncture, how to contact her, and so on.

However, Rong Zhengrong snorted disdainfully, very disappointed with the method provided by Lin Wanyue.

"What's the matter, I don't believe you Sister Lin?"

Lin Wanyue asked with a little displeasure.

"No, the main thing is that in the morning we just invited a very famous Chinese medicine expert to receive acupuncture treatment, but the results are not much. Rong Baoting explained.

"Yes, it seems that both of you brothers and sisters are skeptical that acupuncture can cure back injuries. Lin Wanyue was a little speechless.

"That person may be the most famous acupuncture master in the provincial capital, he can't cure my little sister's back injury, and it's not the same for anyone else. Rong Zhengrong was a little excited, he knew that this was what Lin Wanyue said, so it was better not to listen.

That acupuncture master is so powerful, it is impossible to cure Rong Baoting's back injury before tomorrow afternoon, and it seems that no one in the world can use acupuncture to cure Xiaomei's back injury.

"Not necessarily. Lin Wanyue smiled, full of confidence in Qin Lang.

Her mother has facial nerve paralysis, Qin Lang only used acupuncture once, and she didn't have much effort, so her mother now has a comfortable face control, and there is no stiffness and discomfort, she believes that Qin Lang must be equally good at treating back injuries.

"Is there really such a person?"

Knowing that Lin Wanyue would never be bored and make fun of her, Rong Baoting couldn't help asking.

"Yes. ”

Lin Wan told Rong Baoting and Rong Zhengrong about Qin Lang's treatment of facial nerve paralysis for her mother.

"What's that man's name?"

Rong Zheng said angrily.

Hearing Lin Wanyue say this, the person who is good at acupuncture is still quite powerful, Rong Zhengrong asked, wanting to know the name of this person.

Of course, he was still unsure whether this man would be able to heal his sister's back injury.

But now, to paraphrase a bad word, it can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

After all, his sister Rong Baoting will participate in the racing trials tomorrow, and according to the conventional recuperation method, the back injury will definitely not recover at that time, so it is better to try the medical skills of this person in Lin Wanyue's mouth.

Rong Baoting also listened intently, and also wanted to know what the origin of that person was to be able to make Lin Wanyue so respectful.

You must know that Lin Wanyue, as the killer liaison, has experienced a lot of winds and waves, and her vision is quite high, which can make Lin Wanyue call that person three times in a row with hundreds of words before and after in the description just now, and that person's medical skills must not be simple.

"His name is Qin Lang. ”

Lin Wanyue said with some pride.

Because she knew Qin Lang and knew Qin Lang's medical skills, she felt very proud when she introduced Qin Lang to Rong Baoting and Rong Zhengrong's brothers and sisters.

"Qin Lang?"

Rong Zhengrong rubbed his hair as hard as a hedgehog thorn, he didn't have any impression of this person, in order to treat Rong Baoting, he specially learned about all the famous acupuncture masters in the provincial capital, but there was no name Qin Lang in those lists.

"Qin Lang?"

Rong Baoting was also puzzled.

But unlike Rong Zhengrong's expression, Rong Baoting's beautiful big eyes were full of confusion.

She was familiar with the name.

Because a month ago, it was Qin Lang who temporarily joined the Bollywood Club and won a very important club racing competition for her.

Afterwards, she also wanted to find Qin Lang to learn from her, even if she only learned one-tenth of Qin Lang's racing skills, she would be able to appear on the national and even world racing stage.

It's a pity that Qin Lang's extremely excellent racing skills have a lot to do with his natural reaction speed, and this Qin Lang can't pass on his experience to her.

But that's it, she has always been grateful to Qin Lang.

She took Qin Lang as an example and regarded Qin Lang as a goal to inspire her to move forward, and this help alone made her racing skills improve more in this month than in the previous three months.

Now I heard Lin Wanyue say that there was a doctor who was good at acupuncture, also named Qin Lang, of course she was a little distracted.

"What, Sister Baoting, have you heard Qin Lang's name?" Lin Wanyue keenly sensed Rong Baoting's reaction.

Rong Baoting nodded: "Well, I know a racing master, and his racing skills can directly throw me off ten streets." ”

When she said this, Rong Baoting didn't have any feelings of depression and dissatisfaction, because in her heart, she really thought that Qin Lang's racing skills were much stronger than her.

"There is such a great racing driver?" Rong Zhengrong wondered, why had he never heard Xiaomei talk about it?

"Yes, he's such a cow. Rong Baoting's eyes lit up, thinking of Qin Lang's dashing appearance on the racing track, another smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"Obediently, isn't this little girl having a heart for that racing master?" Lin Wanyue pursed her lips and smiled, she really wanted to meet the racing driver who was also named "Qin Lang".

Rong Zhengrong rolled his eyes: "Little sister, you won't be confused by that racing driver named Qin Lang, right? ”

Rong Baoting glared at Rong Zhengrong angrily.

Lin Wanyue couldn't help but roll her eyes at Rong Zhengrong, and secretly said that this big man was really a muddy guy, and he didn't even know that his sister was in love.

"That's really a coincidence, both of them are called Qin Lang. After Lin Wanyue finished speaking, she looked at Rong Baoting and said, "By the way, what does your racing driver named Qin Lang look like?"

Rong Baoting thought of Qin Lang's handsome appearance of taking off his helmet and walking out of the car, and quickly explained Qin Lang's appearance.

However, when she finished speaking, she found that Lin Wanyue's expression was very exciting.

"Hey, Sister Lin, what's wrong with you? Although Qin Lang is handsome, but you haven't seen a real person, what are you surprised and stunned when you come here, you should have this expression after seeing a real person?"

Rong Baoting shouted that she couldn't understand.

"Who said I didn't see the real person?" Lin Wanyu said something that made Rong Zhengrong feel inexplicable.

It was Rong Baoting who reacted first, and said in surprise: "No, could it be that the Qin Lang you are talking about who is good at acupuncture is the Qin Lang I am talking about?"

Lin Wan nodded her head. According to Rong Baoting's description, the two "Qin Lang" should basically be one person.

"It's too much of a coincidence, right? I didn't expect Qin Lang to be able to do acupuncture in addition to racing!" Rong Baoting felt incredible.

"Wait, little sister, Lin Wanyue, my brain is a little confused," Rong Zhengrong rubbed his head on the side, "You two are saying that a person with very high racing skills and definitely a world professional racing driver is actually a miracle doctor who is very good at acupuncture at the same time?"

Lin Wanyue and Rong Baoting glanced at each other, and then nodded in unison.

Because Lin Wanyue has seen Qin Lang's magical acupuncture skills, and Rong Baoting has seen Qin Lang's extraordinary racing skills, combining the two "Qin Lang", it is naturally Qin Lang who is a god-level racing driver who can both race and acupuncture.

"Mao, is there such a great person in the world?"

Rong Zhengrong raised his eyebrows directly and said, looking like he didn't believe it.

Racing and acupuncture, two industries that are not related, a young man under the age of twenty-five can enter these two industries at the same time and stand at the pinnacle, who believes it.

Whoever believes is a fool.