"That means that you don't know what to do with the wrong muscles?" Ye Yurou poked her head and asked, this is what she is more concerned about, if not, those legendary kung fu, isn't it just empty talk?

"Of course not, I'm just proficient in the structure of the human body, how to remove a person's joints, it's a breeze. Ye Cheng said lightly.

This is indeed true, and Ye Yurou can only agree with Ye Cheng's statement.

Ye Cheng used to be a doctor in Baichuan City, and he cured many people, his medical skills are superb, which is something that many people know.

"Have you ever been a doctor?" Zhao Minghui heard the previous sentence, and her heart moved, and she thought of some other things.

"That's right. Ye Cheng nodded.

"You're good at bone diseases, aren't you?" Zhao Minghui continued.

"Hmm. Ye Cheng continued to nod and said.

"Oh......"

Zhao Minghui simply replied, not planning to continue chatting.

Her mother has been unable to walk for a long time, has been in a wheelchair for more than ten years, searched for famous doctors all over the world, and went to foreign countries for treatment several times, but to no avail.

She originally planned to ask Ye Cheng to help with treatment, but after thinking about it, she felt that she was a little whimsical, how could she be a miracle doctor if she found someone casually.

"What, you want to treat yourself?" Ye Cheng asked lightly.

"What's wrong with me?" Zhao Minghui asked suspiciously.

"Haven't you had a medical checkup?"

Zhao Minghui's face was a little unhappy, and a stranger said that he was sick, which was very annoying.

"No!" Zhao Minghui said angrily.

Ye Cheng exhaled heavily, shook his head, and continued to cut the steak on the plate.

They came to the guest steakhouse again, thinking that Ye Yurou really had a soft spot for this steakhouse.

Whether it's a banquet or an invitation to dinner with friends, they will go here.

"Your name is Zhao Minghui, right?"

Zhao Minghui looked at Ye Yurou who was speaking, nodded, and said, "Yes." ”

"Mr. Ye's medical skills are very good, although he said these words are a little unpleasant, but you still have to be cautious, it is better to go for a physical examination and check it. Ye Yurou said with concern.

Zhao Minghui poked the steak on the plate, her eyelids rolled from time to time, and she peeked at Ye Cheng.

"Actually, it's not a major disease, it's just some gynecological conditions, just take care of it. ”

"Poof!"

Zhou Xiaona squirted the wine in her mouth, but fortunately, she reacted in time and sprayed it to her side, otherwise it would have been sprayed all over the table.

"What are you talking about!" Ye Yurou said with some embarrassment, secretly glanced at Zhao Minghui's face, sighed, and then covered her eyes and didn't dare to look at it.

Zhao Minghui's face was full of shame, glared at Ye Cheng, and said word by word: "What, what's wrong with me?"

Ye Cheng saw that Zhao Minghui's hand holding the knife and fork was clenched very tightly, especially the knuckles were a little white.

"After every menstrual period, you will feel hot one day and the fever will not go away, and the next day it will be better, right?"

Ye Cheng said Zhao Minghui's illness very indifferently, and ate the last piece of steak on the plate into his mouth.

Zhao Minghui was suddenly shocked, her red lips opened slightly, and there seemed to be something unspeakable.

"You still need to take the pulse, so you don't need to be too nervous, this kind of minor disease can be cured. Ye Cheng said.

"Alright, let's go back first. Ye Yurou felt the embarrassment of the two of them, and quickly interrupted their chat.

Everyone was a little silent, got up and left, and walked to the company.

By the time they arrived at the company, the door was already full of people.

"Looks like they've eaten?"

Ye Cheng said lightly, and then walked towards the center of the crowd, and the three women followed behind him and walked inside.

In the center of the crowd, there were many people dressed in uniform clothes, who guarded an old man sitting on a wicker chair.

The old man looked to be in his seventies, full of silver hair, but his face was radiant and he looked very healthy.

Ye Cheng said: "You guys go in first, don't stay at the door." Ye Cheng said.

Ye Yurou and Zhou Xiaona nodded, bypassed those people, and walked towards the door of the company.

At this time, two people got out of the car, namely Li Tie and Pastor Li.

Li Mu's arm was crossed in front of his chest, and his other hand supported Li Tie, who was wearing a plaster cast on one leg.

As for Manager Zhou, he has already run far away, staring in the dark.

He has already made a big mistake, and now he has dispatched the head of the Iron Fist Sect hired by the Zhou family, which is not his right as a foreign clansman.

But this is always his reason why Li Mu came, because Li Mu failed and was beaten miserably, so he let his master Li Tie come, and he was abolished again.

Now that Li Tie has called the head of the Iron Fist Gate, this matter has become a big problem.

It was not just a trivial matter of calling someone to bully Ye Cheng, but now it has become a battle between sects.

Manager Zhou swallowed and foamed, his throat turned up and down, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

"Master, it's this guy who beat us like this!" Li Mu immediately shouted.

The old man glanced at the young man who was close to the door of the company, a little surprised.

"Xiaoyou is so young, you can beat my disciples, so powerful, I don't know what your Excellency will do?" the old man asked.

The old man's eyes kept staring at Ye Cheng's body, looking up and down.

Ye Cheng felt the old man's gaze, looked at him indifferently, and said, "You are the last support." ”

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, stared at Ye Cheng, and then laughed.

"Xiaoyou is really joking, what support is not supported, I just came to ask for advice, people who practice martial arts, it is common to learn martial arts. ”

"Then hurry up, after the fight, no one will come again, that's it. Ye Cheng said coldly.

A cool breeze blew through the hem of the old man's clothes, and he slowly rose from the wicker chair.

The old man's footsteps were windy, his body was light, and he came to Ye Cheng's side.

"Don't get excited, Xiaoyou, I said it's a competition. The old man stretched out his hand and waited for Ye Cheng's response.

Ye Cheng smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to shake hands with him.

However, at the moment of shaking hands, the corners of the old man's mouth smiled strangely.

Ye Cheng was slightly puzzled for a second, and immediately understood why the old man was laughing.

"It's really cunning. Ye Cheng understood in his heart that he didn't puncture.

"Then let's get started. The old man let go of his hand, and then took two steps back.

The old man put his hands behind his back and stood against the wind, looking like a fairy wind bone, which made people can't help but look sideways, feeling like a peerless master hidden in the deep forest.

"Let's get started. Ye Cheng said lightly, and then took a few steps forward.

The smile on the old man's face faded, and he looked at the man in front of him in horror.