Chapter 42: Poisoning

Tie Feiquan's words caused the atmosphere at the scene to fall into an awkward silence.

Chen Wangrong was obviously not very interested in Tie Feiquan's confiding, so he simply asked directly: "Do you want to ask me, is there a way for you to be a normal man." ”

As soon as Chen Wangrong said this, Tie Feiquan's whole person froze, his face suddenly turned red, and the whole person was like a sculpture.

"If I tell you that I can help you, how will you repay me?"

As soon as Tie Feiquan heard this, the whole person suddenly got up, looked at Chen Wangrong in great surprise, and then snapped and knelt on the ground, and said loudly: "If Mr. Chen saves me, I will definitely tie the grass and let Mr. Chen send me." ”

When Chen Wangrong saw Tie Feiquan, he knew that Yang Haohui's worries were unnecessary.

Because Tie Feiquan is a withering, such a rival in love cannot pose a threat to any man at all.

But this is not what Chen Wangrong is most concerned about.

When he saw Tie Feiquan, he not only saw his secret, but also his extraordinary martial arts qualifications.

The so-called gifted martial arts wizard of Bone Qingqi is actually real.

This kind of person has superior physical fitness, willpower, and comprehension that are superior to ordinary people, and strong strength and agility can make this kind of person quickly grow into a martial arts master who dominates one side.

Tie Feiquan is such a person, and he was not discouraged by his physical defects, but made good use of this characteristic, chose to practice kung fu horizontally, and refined his body into a pair of steel and iron bones with obvious offensive and defensive advantages.

His fists, in particular, are the most powerful part of his body.

"I need a loyal bodyguard, and if I cure you, you'll be willing to follow me."

Chen Wangrong felt that Tiefeiquan was definitely a malleable talent in martial arts, as long as he was instructed, he would definitely be able to become a top master, and with such a person by his side, he would have a lot less trouble.

"I do."

Tie Feiquan agreed categorically.

Chen Wangrong took a few steps forward, helped Tie Feiquan up, and slowly asked, "I'm a little curious, what is the relationship between you and Tie Zhonghe?" ”

Chen Wangrong remembered that in his previous life, when he went out of the mountains to travel the world, he once defeated an arrogant martial arts master.

The person's name was Tie Zhonghe, and although he was sure that the Tie Fei Fist in front of him was not the same as that person, he vaguely felt that there was some kind of connection between the two.

As soon as Tie Feiquan heard Tie Zhonghe's name, his whole face turned grim, and his fists clenched instantly.

He looked at Chen Wangrong with some doubts, guessing in his heart what the relationship between this person and Tie Zhonghe's mother and son was.

Noticing the defensive look on Tie Feiquan's face, Chen Wangrong smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I don't know this person, but I heard that the new owner of the Tie Family Martial Arts Hall is called Tie Zhonghe, and you are also surnamed Tie, so I can't help but have some associations." ”

Of course, Chen Wangrong would not say anything about his previous life, what martial arts master is such a mysterious real reason.

The Tiejia Martial Arts Pavilion already has some fame in the current Dragon Kingdom, and it is not surprising that he has such an association.

Hearing Chen Wangrong say this, Tie Feiquan relaxed, and said with a gloomy face: "Tie Zhonghe is my half-brother, since my mother gave birth to me as a cripple, the Tie family felt that their face was damaged, so they drove our mother and son out of the house, my mother took me to live in seclusion in a small village near Yungu Mountain, and my kung fu was also learned from some secrets brought out by my mother. ”

Chen Wangrong nodded clearly, feeling a little more sympathetic to the Tiefei Fist in front of him.

Compared with the kind and honest Tie Fei Fist in front of him, Chen Wangrong felt that Tie Zhonghe, a hypocrite, was not worthy of being the head of the Tiezhuang Martial Arts Hall at all.

But none of this mattered to him.

The important thing is that I have one more right-hand man from now on.

"Well, I'm going to Ning City tomorrow, you can go with me, your poison was brought out of the mother's womb, and it will take some time to be completely cured."

Since Chen Wangrong knew that Tie Feiquan was the son of the Tie family who was kicked out of the house, combined with the rumors he had heard and what he saw in front of him, he came to the conclusion that Tie Feiquan was poisoned.

Because in the previous life, Tie Zhonghe relied on his strength and did all the bad things in his life, but in the end he died of fratricide.

It is said that the person who killed him at that time was his half-brother, who was just kicked out of the house since he was a child.

And behind his expulsion from his home, there is a conspiracy that has lasted for years.

In the previous life, Tie Fei Fist didn't find out the truth behind all this until he was in his eighties.

"Poisoned? Mr. Chen, what do you mean by that? ”

Tie Feiquan couldn't believe Chen Wangrong's words at all, because his body was mutilated, which was brought out of his mother's womb, and he was not poisoned at all.

Chen Wangrong certainly knew why he was surprised.

This kind of huge conspiracy, if it can be easily cracked, then it cannot be called a conspiracy.

"It's not you who was poisoned, it's your mother, your mother was poisoned for a long time after she conceived you, if she gave birth to a girl, this poison would have no effect, if she gave birth to a boy......"

He didn't continue, just looked at Tie Feiquan and shook his head slightly.

Chen Wangrong said this calmly, but Tie Feiquan's heart was greatly shocked.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about it, but it was almost impossible.

How can there be such a vicious person in the world?

How could there be such a sinister poison in the world?

But now, he's figured it all out.

The knuckles clenched into fists creaked, and the fierce eyes of Tie Feiquan seemed to be burning with anger.

"Thank you Mr. Chen for mentioning it, I Tiefeiquan has the fate to meet Mr. Chen in this life, just like meeting my parents, as long as Mr. Chen can cure me, my life is yours!"

After saying these words sonorously and forcefully, Tie Feifist's chest was still rising and falling violently.

He couldn't imagine the tragedy of his life if he hadn't walked through this door today.

And those who hurt him not only get away with it, but maybe talk about him as a joke.

Chen Wangrong patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much, there are some things, wait until you are strong enough to do it, there will be a chance." ”

Tie Feiquan's emotions finally calmed down.

"It's not too early, you go back and prepare, come to me at eight o'clock tomorrow morning to meet, you can rest assured, within a year, your illness will be completely cured."

After Chen Wangrong said this, Tie Feiquan got up and said goodbye and left.

Early the next morning, Zhou Ping drove Lei Bingbing's car to the door of Chen Wangrong's house.

After picking up Chen Wangrong and Tie Feiquan, they drove all the way to Ning City, the largest city in Yun Province.

After more than three hours of driving, the three of them arrived at the highest institution in the medical field of Ningshi, Yun Provincial Medical University.

Chen Wangrong got out of the car alone.

After getting out of the car, he walked a little further towards the campus, and while dialing the phone, he met Tan Xiran, a student sent by Kong Hanshan to pick him up, under a big tree at the school gate.

Tan Xiran is a girl full of literary temperament, wearing a cotton and linen dress, her skin is a little pale, but her facial features are also very exquisite, she can be regarded as a beauty as a whole, but she is not deliberately dressed up, and it looks ordinary in this beautiful campus.

And her beautiful eyes were covered by thick myopic glasses.

"You're Tan Xiran?"

Chen Wangrong hung up the phone, walked to Tan Xiran, who was also hanging up the phone, and asked softly.

As soon as he saw Chen Wangrong, Tan Xiran looked at him and asked, "Are you Professor Kong's experimental subject, Mr. Chen Wangrong?" ”

When Tan Xiran said this, he was a little arrogant.

Subject, this is somewhat disrespectful.

Chen Wangrong didn't care too much, but nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"Well, come with me, Professor Kong is already waiting in the laboratory."

After Tan Xiran said this, she turned around and walked towards the campus, and Chen Wangrong followed behind her not far away.

The two didn't say anything all the way.

It wasn't until he came to a small building in the northernmost part of the campus and walked down the stairs to a door on the second floor that Tan Xiran said lightly to Chen Wangrong: "This is our school's clinical neuroimaging laboratory, and Professor Kong is waiting for us inside." ”

Chen Wangrong nodded, and followed Tan Xiran into the laboratory.

As soon as you enter the door, you enter an office space with a simple desk, and you enter a laboratory with various computers, brain models, brain specimens, and various instruments.

In front of a large computer screen in the laboratory, an old figure in a white coat appeared in front of the two of them, and beside him, two young researchers were earnestly asking for something.