Although Jiang Ping's whole body was now immersed in the medicinal liquid, Zhang Chenlin couldn't see anything at all. But at the thought that he was wearing nothing in the barrel, Zhang Chenlin couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster. For her quiet and introverted nature, this is really embarrassing.

However, Jiang Ping also said just now that this is to achieve the best curative effect. In order to let his sweetheart recover as soon as possible, Zhang Chenlin decided to stay and take good care of him, and he couldn't take care of other things now.

Jiang Ping didn't notice Zhang Chenlin's embarrassment, he gently leaned on the wooden barrel, put on the most comfortable position, and began to practice the Xuankong Jue's Tuna Technique.

Breathing not only has the effect of strengthening the body, but also has a remarkable effect on the treatment of internal injuries. Right now, there is a breathing technique in Jiang Ping's body, and outside the body is a specially prepared medicinal liquid that he has prepared, and the speed of recovery is simply amazing.

It's a pity that the liquid medicine can only be effective when combined with the Vomiting Technique, otherwise Jiang Ping can make a lot of money as long as he sells this liquid medicine directly.

While Jiang Ping was healing his injuries with the Breathing Technique, Zhang Chenlin was busy boiling new medicinal liquids, and he had to pay attention to the temperature of the medicinal liquids in the wooden barrels at any time.

According to Jiang Ping's advice, the temperature of the liquid medicine should not be lower than 50 degrees. Once it is close to 50 degrees, it is necessary to mix in the freshly boiled liquid and raise the temperature by a few degrees.

Don't look at Jiang Ping's light words, in fact, it is not easy to really do a good job. Zhang Chenlin not only had to maintain the temperature, but he was also afraid that the temperature would be too high and would burn Jiang Ping, so he only added a small amount of new liquid medicine every time. However, although this can avoid too much change in the temperature of the liquid medicine in the barrel, it greatly increases Zhang Chenlin's workload.

However, for Zhang Chenlin, it is worth it to work hard and tired for his sweetheart. So although busy sweating profusely. But there was not the slightest complaint in his heart. On the contrary, I feel that there is still a little sweetness.

At the same time that Jiang Ping, with the help of Zhang Chenlin, was wholeheartedly using the Tuna technique to heal his injuries, in the room of a five-star hotel in the center of Suzhou City, Wang Youcai was furious.

The object of Wang Youcai's anger is his chief bodyguard Feng Zhi'an. He didn't know that Jiang Ping was injured and vomited blood, but he saw that Jiang Ping was still indifferent after being beaten by Feng Zhi'an, so he felt that his beating was in vain, and he couldn't help but scold Feng Zhi'an who "retreated without a fight".

"Waste. Useless idiot, I give you such a high salary every month, and you can't even be a young man!" Wang Youcai said loudly to Feng Zhi'an: "Don't you claim to be a master of national arts, why didn't you run away without fighting that kid?" In this case, what is the use of me keeping you by my side?"

Feng Zhi'an also couldn't say it, he didn't retreat without a fight, but was hit by Jiang Ping's pulse amputation, and now his right hand is incapacitated, so he left in a hurry.

Seeing that the boss was really angry, Feng Zhian could only explain in a whisper: "Boss, that kid is not an ordinary person. He can tap the acupuncture point! I was tapped on my right hand, and I still can't do it. It shows that this guy should not be underestimated!"

"You're fooling me, aren't you?" Wang Youcai said in disbelief: "Isn't this skill only available in martial arts novels, what's the joke?"

Feng Zhi'an said seriously: "You can't say that, you must know that there are people outside the sky, and I definitely didn't deceive you." ”

Knowing that Feng Zhi'an was old-fashioned and had a pride in being a martial artist, he really wouldn't deceive himself in this kind of thing, Wang Youcai, who had calmed down a little, couldn't help frowning and said, "Is there really this kind of kung fu?"

"There should be, and what happened to me is proof of that. Feng Zhi'an said stiffly: "But that kid's life won't be much better, he ate a punch from me, he must have suffered internal injuries, even if he goes to the hospital immediately, don't think about healing in two or three months." ”

Speaking of this, Feng Zhi'an's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he said to Wang Youcai categorically: "I just need to rest for a few days, and when my arm regains strength, I will go to that kid to settle accounts." When the time comes, he will be able to defeat him easily!"

These words made Wang Youcai's mood a lot better, and he said to Feng Zhi'an with a cruel smile: "That kid actually dares to do something to me, I want you to discount his leg and let him know that my Wang Youcai is not easy to mess with!"

"Don't worry, boss. Feng Zhi'an said compassionately: "Even if you don't say it, I won't let that kid have a good time!"

Don't look at Feng Zhi'an's attainments in national arts, but he is a narrow-minded person. This family prides itself on being a master of national arts, so the most unseen thing is who is better at kung fu than themselves.

Today, Feng Zhi'an unexpectedly discovered that Jiang Ping, a young man, was no worse than his own kung fu. If he hadn't tricked Jiang Ping to come over to protect Zhang Chenlin, and then took the opportunity to injure the other party, it would have been really hard to say the final victory.

After practicing hard for decades, it is possible to lose to a young man, which is something that Feng Zhian absolutely cannot tolerate. So even if Wang Youcai doesn't say it, he will go to Jiang Ping in a few days, and he will definitely beat Jiang Ping's bones and tendons, so that he will never be able to practice martial arts in the future.

Satisfied with Feng Zhi'an's words, Wang Youcai nodded lightly and said: "Okay, if you can teach that kid a hard lesson, I will give you another 50,000 yuan bonus! This bastard actually bought that yard, it's really hateful! Hmph, it's useless to buy the two yards next door, and I'll tell those two poor ghosts tomorrow that I don't want their houses!"

Wang Youcai and Feng Zhi'an didn't know that Jiang Ping had not only practiced the Xuankong Technique, but also Zhang Chenlin, a confidant, who had taken care of him, and the speed of recovery was much faster than they expected.

Facts also proved that Jiang Ping did not deceive Zhang Chenlin, and the medicinal liquid plus the spitting technique did have an obvious effect on healing. After being busy for two hours, Zhang Chenlin was pleasantly surprised to find that Jiang Ping's face was much better. It turned out that the pale cheeks had gradually turned bloody, and although they were not as healthy as usual, at least they saw hope.

So in the following time, Zhang Chenlin could say that he kept boiling the medicine, adding the liquid medicine, scooping out the excess liquid medicine and pouring it out, almost without stopping. She was busy until the sky was slightly bright, and Jiang Ping, who had been healing her injuries with the Tuna technique, finally slowly opened her eyes.

Jiang Ping, who opened his eyes, happened to see Zhang Chenlin adding liquid medicine to the bucket, and when the two met their eyes, they couldn't help but show a gentle smile to each other.

Zhang Chenlin's reaction was half a beat faster than Jiang Ping's, and he asked him in a low voice: "How are you feeling, are you better?"

"It's a lot!" Jiang Ping nodded with a smile, then looked at the alarm clock on the table and said, "You have been busy until now, you must be tired, right?"

"I'm not tired!" Zhang Chenlin shook his head lightly, and then said to Jiang Ping affectionately: "As long as you can recover quickly, what is it for me to do this." ”

Hearing the strong affection in Zhang Chenlin's words, Jiang Ping couldn't help but sigh: "I'm really sorry for you!"

Seeing that Jiang Ping still cared so much about himself, Zhang Chenlin's eyes suddenly turned red and said, "Actually, it's all my fault that you were injured." If I didn't like this yard, you wouldn't have had a conflict with that person. If I hadn't spoken to that kid last time, the man wouldn't have recognized me, so you wouldn't have been hurt......"

"Don't talk stupid. Jiang Ping interrupted Zhang Chenlin with a smile and said, "Whether it is to help you at the beginning, or to buy a yard this time, it is my own willingness." Don't feel like you owe me anything for these things. There's no zài between us, and we don't say that at any time, you know?"

Zhang Chenlin understood in his heart that Jiang Ping was comforting himself when he said this. Even if Zhang Chenlin doesn't know martial arts, he can see that the reason for Jiang Ping's injury is because he was in a hurry to help him block Feng Zhi'an's blow, and he was hit by the other party. If Jiang Ping didn't care about himself so much, it was very likely that he wouldn't have been injured.

However, Zhang Chenlin was very obedient to Jiang Ping, since he said not to mention this matter again, Zhang Chenlin would only keep this matter in mind, but he would definitely not mention it again. So she just nodded silently, indicating that she would listen to Jiang Ping's words.

"That's right!" Jiang Ping smiled with satisfaction, and then said to Zhang Chenlin: "You go out first!"

I didn't expect Jiang Ping to say this at all, Zhang Chenlin subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"Because my injuries are basically healed, I'm going to come out of the bucket now!" Jiang Ping smiled evilly and said to Zhang Chenlin: "Of course, if you are willing to stay, I will not object." ”

Jiang Ping's words made Zhang Chenlin's face flush with shame, and he hurriedly ran out after glancing at him coquettishly. Jiang Ping smiled at Zhang Chenlin's back, then came out of the wooden barrel, and by the way, he used Zhang Chenlin's hot water to wash away the remaining liquid on his body.

Jiang Ping didn't want Zhang Chenlin to wait too long, and after changing into a set of clean clothes, he hurriedly opened the door to let her in.

Although Jiang Ping's complexion was much better than before, Zhang Chenlin still asked with confidence: "Are you really okay?"

Jiang Ping took a deep breath, then nodded lightly and said, "I have basically recovered, and I will be able to recover to the level before the injury after resting for two or three days at most." ”

Jiang Ping's words made Zhang Chenlin completely relieved, patted his chest lightly and said, "It's okay, when I saw you vomiting blood, it really scared me!"

Although it is only a very simple sentence, it contains all of Zhang Chenlin's intentions. Even a veteran of flowers like Jiang Ping couldn't help but be very moved when he heard it. Jiang Ping looked down at Zhang Chen's pretty face approaching, then slowly leaned over and gently kissed her delicate lips like flowers.

Zhang Chenlin just dodged slightly at the moment when the lips of the two touched, but soon bravely greeted him, allowing Jiang Ping to intertwine with his lips.

If it was before, the introverted Zhang Chenlin would never dare to be so bold. But today, when she saw Jiang Ping injured, the heart-rending feeling made her understand that she should no longer suppress her feelings. That's why Zhang Chenlin offered his first kiss to Jiang Ping, and let him pick his delicate lips.

The temperature in the room also seemed to rise with the kiss between the two, and when Jiang Ping restlessly went to unbutton Zhang Chenlin's clothes, Zhang Chenlin, who was panting slightly, resolutely stopped him from further movements. (To be continued......)

PS: Second update.