Chapter 219: Wealth Devouring

I saw that the wealth qi that was originally quietly wrapped in the lump suddenly began to rotate, the upper part was rotating counterclockwise, and the lower part was rotating clockwise, without affecting each other.

Under the influence of wealth, the tiny blood vessels that connect the lump slowly fall off, and the lump gradually shrinks and becomes a separate part.

Luo Ping was taken aback, judging from his experience in treating Qi Yun, in order to achieve this level, he needed to continue treatment at least four or five times, but he didn't expect that just the second treatment, the lump in the old man's skull had completely fallen off.

And the situation continues to change.

In the past, the treatment of wealth was to closely follow the word repair, to make the abnormal places normal, and to slowly repair the lesions, but today's situation is a little different.

I saw that the lump was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the constantly rotating wealth qi gradually took on a hint of black and yellow, and after about ten minutes, the lump miraculously disappeared, and the wealth qi was still stubbornly rotating.

Luo Ping's heart moved, let go of his left hand, and quickly put his right hand on the old man's mouth.

I saw that the wealth qi left in the old man's skull quickly passed through multiple brain tissues and flowed towards Luo Ping's right hand.

Burst!

A stream of black-yellow liquid shot out of the old man's mouth.

Luo Ping had already taken precautions and took away his right hand.

The white quilt was stained with a black and yellow liquid, and it became filthy.

Luo Ping didn't dare to be careless, and pressed his left hand on the top of the old man's head, and after a careful investigation, he found that the lump on the old man's head had indeed disappeared completely, and there was no abnormality in the skull.

Just as he removed his palm, the old man slowly opened his eyes.

The nearly 100-year-old man was seriously ill and bedridden for a long time, and his body was extremely weak.

Luo Ping hurriedly asked, "Old man, how do you feel now, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

The old man closed his eyes again, and after a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Luo Pingdao, "I feel good now." Young man, you cured me? ”

Luo Ping smiled, "It's okay if you're okay, I'll be reckless, I hope it didn't hurt your body." ”

"It's all right, Xiexie, young man." The old man was still weak and weak to speak, so he leaned on the head of the bed with Luo Ping's support.

Luo Ping was about to go out and call someone, but the old man stopped him.

"Come, sit down, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, you can talk to me."

The old man leaned on the head of the bed and looked a little tired, but he looked in good spirits.

Luo Ping sat down on the chair next to the bed when he heard this, feeling a little apprehensive, not knowing what the old man wanted to talk to him.

It's impossible not to be nervous, what he is facing now is the founding father, the hero of the founding of the country, to put it bluntly, as long as the old man says a word outside, the ground in the capital will shake up a few times, and even the whole country will be affected by him.

What's more, according to Luo Ping's understanding, this old man acted quite controversially when he was in power, and some people said that he acted perversely, acted ruthlessly, and was a scheming politician and conspirator.

To his surprise, the old man did not ask him very strange questions, but just asked him about his study and life, just like the kind of conversation between elders and juniors.

After chatting for about seven or eight minutes, Luo Ping remembered what Wang Zijun had said to him, and hesitated whether he should mention Niu Ping'an to the old man.

The old man has decades of experience, and his eyes are naturally very old, just one glance at him, he knows that Luo Ping has something to say.

"Hehe, if you have something to say to me, it doesn't matter, you can say anything."

The old man's words were gentle, and his eyes showed kindness.

Luo Ping said boldly, "Actually, I came to the capital this time with Brother Niu Ping'an Niu. ”

The old man was slightly stunned, "Are you talking about the grandson of Niu Dahai?" ”

Luo Ping didn't know who Niu Dahai was, and continued, "After Brother Niu and Sister Wang got married, he went to Jiangcheng in a bad mood, and he has not returned to the capital in the past few years, and his marriage to Sister Wang actually exists in name only. ”

Speaking of this, Luo Ping paused slightly, paid attention to the old man's face, and saw that he was not angry, and continued, "In the past few years in Jiangcheng, Brother Niu has met a woman, and he loves her very much. Now, the woman already has his child. Therefore, he returned to the capital this time in the hope of ending this marriage without aiqing with Sister Wang. ”

The old man closed his eyes slightly, and after a while he slowly opened them, "I know, speaking of which, it was I who insisted on going my own way and had to put the two children together, but in the end it delayed them." ”

Luo Pingleng for a moment, but he didn't expect the old man to say this. It wasn't quite the same as the rumors had been, but he was ready to accept the old man's thunderous wrath.

And as an outsider, he came to tell the old man about their family affairs, which was a little inappropriate.

How did he know that two years ago, with the death of the old rivals one by one, the old man's ambition gradually faded, and he later regretted the marriage between Niu Ping'an and Wang Ziqing.

It's just that before he started to solve this matter, his body was not good, and he had almost been asleep for the past two years, even if there was a brief awakening in the middle, his spirit was extremely poor, and the matter of Niu Ping'an and Wang Ziqing was delayed. If Luo Ping hadn't mentioned it today, he probably wouldn't have remembered it for a while.

The old man was silent for a moment, and slowly closed his eyes. Seeing this, Luo Ping's heart was full of emotion, and he quietly walked out of the room.

Outside the door, Wang Ziqing and Wang Dingshan's grandson hurriedly walked over.

"The old man has woken up." Luo Ping said indifferently.

Wang Dingshan was overjoyed, and quickly pushed open the door and walked in. Wang Ziqing looked at Luo Ping with a smile, "Xiexie!" ”

Luo Ping smiled and shook his head, "It's just a gesture...... Sister Wang, I actually have something I want to say to you. ”

The prince was stunned for a moment, nodded, and led Luo Ping to the courtyard outside.

The autumn sun was warm and the leaves were colorful, and Luo Ping and she sat down at a stone table.

"Sister Wang, I just told Mrs. Wang about you and Big Brother Niu."

Luo Ping's first sentence surprised Wang Ziqing, and the hand that poured the tea trembled, and the tea overflowed the teacup and flowed on the stone table.

"I heard Wang Zijun say, you have had a hard time in the past few years, in fact, Brother Niu is the same. Over the years, he has been alone in the field and does not want to return to the capital all the time...... So, I hope you can forgive him and that you can both be truly happy in the future. ”

Wang Ziqing put down the teapot, pushed the teacup in front of Luo Ping, looked down at the teacup in front of him, and said nothing.

Luo Ping said what he knew about Niu Ping'an's struggle over the years, zuihou, he said, "Brother Niu once told me that he can be said to have grown up with you, and he has been like a brother and sister since he was a child, if it wasn't for the elders to set a marriage for you, maybe you might really come together." Even if he is separated from you, he sincerely hopes that you will be happier. ”

This is what Niu Ping'an said to Luo Ping in Tan Ji's private restaurant, Niu Ping'an really liked the quiet Wang Ziqing at the beginning.

It's a pity that since he knew his background and returned to the Niu family, he gradually developed an unruly character, and he didn't want to listen to the words of his elders at all.

Now, with the increase of experience, he has matured, and he regrets his stubbornness and extremism in the past, and he also feels guilty about Wang Ziqing. But it was impossible to continue, he had a lover of his own, he was about to have his own children, and he was determined to be different from his father's generation and to be a husband and father in charge.

In fact, Wang Ziqing also liked Niu Ping'an at the beginning, every girl has her own Prince Charming in her heart, and Niu Ping'an is the Prince Charming at that time in Wang Ziqing's heart.

The family designated a marriage for her and Niu Ping'an, and she was very shocked at first, but she was still a little happy and happy in her heart.

In the days before marriage, she also dreamed of being a good wife and mother in the future. But a play directed by Niu Ping'an turned the wedding into a farce and a nightmare that had been with her for several years.

Love has long since passed away with the falling flowers. Hatred is gradually disappearing between the mature rings.

Listening to Luo Ping's words, Wang Ziqing's heart was filled with sourness.

Over the years, in the face of the ridicule of her peers, and in the face of all kinds of strange eyes and behind-the-scenes discussions from outsiders, she has always remained motionless, responded with silence, and fought back with excellent work performance.

But the sourness in my heart, the tears in the middle of the night, who can really know.

Wang Zijun understands his heart, but he is just a child who doesn't grow up, and how much can he help her.

Tears slowly trickled out of his eyes and dripped down the teacup in front of him.

Regarding Wang Ziqing's situation, Luo Ping sympathized with her from the bottom of his heart.

When a woman reaches the age of thirty, she has reached the tail of her youth, and it is much more difficult to get a copy of her own aiqing than a few years ago.

Niu Ping'an is unlucky, he is also lucky, he at least has Fan Shuiling and found his true love. But Wang Ziqing is different, she is a woman, a thirty-year-old woman, she will soon become a divorced woman, and the future will be even more difficult.

Just as he was about to say something to comfort her, Wang Ziqing raised his head unexpectedly, although there were still tears on his face, but a smile bloomed indifferently on the corner of his mouth.

"Sorry to make you laugh." She took the tissue handed by Luo Ping and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks.

In fact, although Wang Ziqing is thirty years old, her skin is delicate and fair, and her appearance is still beautiful, and she definitely can't tell her real age from her face.

"Sister Wang, in fact, Zijun is right, you are still young and very beautiful, and divorcing Brother Niu at this time is not necessarily a bad thing for you." Since he was not very familiar with her, Luo Ping really couldn't find anything more to comfort her, so he had to use Wang Zijun's words.

Wang Ziqing smiled and shook his head, as if he didn't want to mention this matter again, put aside the topic, and said, "It's really going to be a good treat for you in the past two days, first I saved Grandpa Tai, and then I saved Zijun, I don't know if there is any place that can help you, so let's express our gratitude to you." ”

Luo Ping smiled, "Then I won't be polite to you, I really have something to ask you." ”