289, Brain Authority

    Xue Zhengyang had a meeting in the head office in the past two days, and only came back this morning, just walked to the door, and before opening the door, his nose smelled an indescribable aroma of wine coming from the crack in the door, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly took out the key to open the door, and said loudly before he saw anyone: "Dongqiang, are you stealing my wine?" Good wine, who sent it? ”

    He walked along the aroma of wine in three steps and two steps, and went up to his son's room on the second floor, and sure enough, he saw his son drinking wine by himself in the room.

    Xue Zhengyang strode over, copied the glass bottle of Jiujiang rice wine on the table, and couldn't help but say with some surprise: "Dongqiang, what kind of wine is this?" Don't tell your dad that it's Jiujiang rice wine, who sent it? Wouldn't it be a home-brewed earthen bar? ”

    Xue Dongqiang's face was anxious, he reached out and snatched the rice wine bottle in Xue Zhengyang's hand, and said urgently: "Dad, this is not given to you by others, it was given to me by my master." ”

    Wang Pengyu didn't have anything to fill them with drunken immortal wine to go home, it just so happened that Wang Chengyuan and Wang Changshan usually drank five yuan a bottle of Jiujiang rice wine, and there were a lot of empty wine bottles at home, so they simply washed them and let them pack two bottles of drunken immortal wine and take them away.

    Xue Zhengyang came out of the army, and his skills are not weak, even if he has become the general manager of Sinopec Branch in recent years, he is pampered, but the work under his hands has not been put down much, and Xue Dongqiang easily snatched the rice wine bottle back, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

    He is very busy, there are lovers outside, and he usually doesn't go home much. I only heard Xue Dongqiang say that he practiced kung fu with a master, and thought that his son went to the martial arts hall to learn some kung fu with his hands, and now it seems that it still has some effect, and it is not easy to easily snatch things in his hands.

    If an elite soldier like him casually snatched what he had in his hands and exchanged it for a pistol or something, wouldn't he just put his life in the hands of others?

    "Who did you learn kung fu from, it seems that there is still a bit of real kung fu, why don't you compare it with your father?" Xue Zhengyang said, but his eyes were staring at the wine glass in his son's hand, and he added. If you lose, how about the wine go to your father? ”

    Xue Dongqiang just picked up the small white wine glass and poured a glass of drunken immortal wine, and he didn't have time to drink it yet, so he didn't have to rush to meditate and cultivate, and said a little proudly: "Of course my master has real kung fu, not that his son boasts, your kung fu is at most in the early stage of Ming Jin." Not my opponent. ”

    "Wait until you return to the capital, there's that bastard to see!" His voice suddenly darkened.

    Xue Zhengyang stared at him and said in a deep voice: "Nonsense! Your sister's affairs have nothing to do with him, you were young at the time and didn't know what was going on. Forget it, I won't tell you this. What's your Master's name? He made this wine? Still, I bought it with him. ”

    "What do you see, why don't you hurry up and give me a wine glass!" ”

    Although he left the army, his fiery temper could not be changed for a while, and Xue Dongqiang's mother was also a strong woman with a strong personality. At that time, because of the marriage between the families, they barely got together, and their personalities always couldn't get along, and when Xue Dongqiang was in junior high school, they separated.

    His strange addiction to alcohol was also developed when he was in the army, and he didn't drink alcohol in the army. It's hard to get mixed up.

    Xue Dongqiang was a little reluctant to hand the wine glass in his hand to his father, shook his head and said: "My master's name is Wang Pengyu, this wine is not brewed by master, it is very precious, it can strengthen the body and nourish vitality, you can't buy it." ”

    Xue Zhengyang snorted and said, "Stinky boy, just give this small cup of Dad, your throat won't be wet." ”

    " strange. The name Wang Pengyu is a little familiar, it seems to be somewhere......" He said as he poured the drunken immortal wine into his mouth, his voice suddenly stopped, and then shouted loudly, "Good wine!" It's really good wine! ”

    Xue Zhengyang, who is usually not drunk with a thousand cups, drank a small cup of drunken immortal wine, and felt that the sky was spinning, and the wine glass fell down unsteadily, but fortunately, Xue Dongqiang's eyes were quick to catch it.

     Then Xue Zhengyang waved his hand at Xue Dongqiang, smirked and staggered back to the room.

    Xue Dongqiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly thought of an idea, when his mother came back, he managed to make her drink a small glass of drunken immortal wine, and sure enough, his mother was also drunk, Xue Dongqiang smiled and moved his parents, who had not slept together for several years, to the same bed.

    His son definitely doesn't want to see his parents who are also strong in character separated because of this. He knows that now the two families no longer need to use marriage to strengthen the relationship, and the parents have not divorced, in fact, because everyone has feelings for each other, but they are unwilling to take the lead in bowing their heads, hoping that this will make the relationship between father and mother better.

    As for his father's lover outside, Xue Dongqiang has also seen it, it is a gentle Jiangnan woman, he doesn't care much, it is normal to have several women behind a successful man, my father has not been with my mother for many years, there must be physiological needs, and it is already good to find only one lover.

    Christine Ryan really has the rigor of German blood, and took a direct flight from London to Yangcheng early the next morning.

    Britain and China are eight hours apart, and he called Villaal Bowman at about 3 a.m., when Wang Pengyu had already treated Adams and was doing a series of tests in the hospital.

    Although it only takes about 12 hours to fly from the UK to China, it also wastes a lot of time waiting for the flight in the middle of the way, and Christin Lane found Wishal Bowman at 10 o'clock in the evening. (I forgot to consider the time difference in the previous time, and I have revised it, but it won't affect the reading, sorry.) ）

     Originally, he planned to go to Wang Pengyu immediately, but Vyal Bowman knew more about China's situation than Krithine Lane, and if he wanted to find Wang Pengyu, he had to trouble Tang Jianye to find Wang Pengyu's address, which was not a good time to disturb people, so he persuaded Krithine Lane to come down.

    It happened that Christine Lane stayed up in the middle of the night last night, and today he was tired from flying for another day, and when he heard Vyal Poman's dissuasion, he took a day off and prepared to visit Wang Pengyu again the next day.

    Wang Pengyu practiced in the backyard for a night, but when it was close to morning, he closed his eyes slightly on the sofa in the living room and rested for a while.

     Then he heard the movement, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Situ Yue quietly pushing open the door with a red face, peeking out, and saw Wang Pengyu sitting on the sofa looking at her, his cheeks were even redder, and he explained in a low voice: "I drank too much last night and admitted my mistake...... Room only. You haven't slept all the time? ”

    Wang Pengyu smiled: "It's okay, it's no problem if I don't sleep for three days." Although drunken immortal wine is very beneficial to your cultivation and improvement, it is also a kind of medicinal wine, it is a three-point poison, and you can't drink it without moderation, so pay attention in the future. ”

    Situ Yue nodded, and immediately slipped into her room, her room was next door to Wang Pengyu, and Wang Chengyuan and Wang Changshan's bedrooms were on the second floor.

    Wang Pengyu returned to the bedroom and wanted to take a nap, but the bed was warm, and there was a faint virgin body fragrance, coupled with the special fragrance of drunken fairy wine, Situ Yue's figure always appeared in his mind, and he couldn't sleep anymore, and even reacted, so he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and simply sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

    Christine Lane came to Wang Pengyu's house with Vyal Bowman and Adams.

    Adams knew that Kristinline Lane was looking for Wang Pengyu, and after hearing Vyal Bowman say that Wang Pengyu gave him needles and bloodletting, he realized that Wang Pengyu's medical skills may be much higher than he imagined.

    Even Christine Lane, the brain authority of the Royal Hospital, said that his situation at that time was extremely dangerous, even if he operated according to Christine Lane's plan, he was not sure that it could not affect the drug effect of the tumor, and he happened to have Wang Pengyu's phone, so he came to see if Wang Pengyu really had a way to treat his disease.

    When Wang Pengyu received a call from Adams, Situ Yue had just made breakfast, and her expression was the same as before, as if she didn't sleep in Wang Pengyu's bedroom at all last night, Wang Changshan and Ye Ying arrived at the company, and Wang Chengyuan routinely went to the woods by the Dongping River for morning transportation and boxing.

    When Adams arrived at Wang's house, Wang Pengyu found that Vyal Bowman and a tall, blue-eyed, blonde, and foreigner wearing a thick coat had followed him here.

    Wang Pengyu was a little strange, but he politely invited them into the living room, poured them tea, and then asked, "Mr. Adams, who is he?" ”

    Adams explained: "Mr. Wang, this is Christine Lane, an authoritative professor of brain at the Royal Bussmann Hospital in the United Kingdom, who was shocked by Mr. Wang's medical skills and came from England to visit Mr. Wang. ”

    Christine Lane couldn't help but stand up when he heard Adams say this, and looked at Wang Pengyu with wide eyes: "What! He's the one who healed you? So young? ”

    Wang Pengyu said with a smile: "I don't know if Mr. Christine Lane has ever heard an old Chinese saying, if you are ambitious, you are not old, but you just release blood stasis in the brain, which is not a brilliant medical skill, Mr. Christine Lane should go back." ”

    Christine Lane waved his hand repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I didn't mean that. The human brain is extremely complex, even if we are Western doctors, brain doctors are not young, I heard that Chinese medicine practitioners are generally older than us Western doctors, and suddenly I was surprised to see Mr. Wang so young. ”

    He had already checked Adams's condition, and did not find any sequelae of hemocephalus, if he and Vyal Bowman were old friends, he would definitely think that Vyal Bowman was deceiving him, and his heart was even more incredible about Wang Pengyu's medical skills, and he rarely put down the shelf of the authoritative professor, and humbly asked for advice: "Mr. Wang, I don't know if I can ask you a few questions?" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )