After returning from the suburbs, Zhao Baliang went to the company and arranged some things for Shi Qing to do.

Then he drove home, he planned to study the ancient book called "Spring and Autumn Secret Art".

At first glance, Zhao Baliang found that the martial arts on it seemed simple, but in fact, there were many tricks hidden.

But the problem is that although these changes are powerful, even a master like Zhao Baliang will feel very hurtful about the angle of the moves.

Zhao Baliang made an evaluation with his body, and with the strength of his body, he could use up to three tricks, and then he didn't want to get out of bed for a month.

Isn't this worse than the Seven Wounds Fist?

While he was thinking, there was a knock on the door of the villa.

Zhao Baliang got up and held the book, walked over while reading, and then opened the door.

Then, he saw Mu Jiangang standing in front of him angrily.

And he still has a thorn on his back and is shirtless.

Is this a guilty plea?

Poof!

Mu Jiangang knelt down directly, lowered his head and said, "Zhao Baliang, I was wrong, I will take the blame for you!" ”

Really......

"Why?" Zhao Baliang was a little confused, this is not the style of a first-class son.

"I've confessed my mistakes, do you still want to humiliate me?" Mu Jiangang stiffened his neck, and he looked quite aggrieved.

Forehead......

"I didn't want to humiliate you, I really don't know what you mean." Zhao Baliang became more and more confused.

Mu Jiangang saw that he didn't look like he was lying, so he said: "Because I suffered a loss from you yesterday, my sister will want to teach you a lesson, otherwise she wouldn't be so badly injured." So I want to apologize to you, I hope you can show my sister the leg injury, because I heard that your medical skills are even better than Hua Jingmo! ”

I see.

"If you don't come here, I'll show her too, but I haven't had time to go yet." Zhao Baliang smiled faintly.

"Thank you!" Mu Jiangang's face was happy, it seemed that he and Mu Xiaoman's sister and brother had a good relationship.

But Zhao Baliang's gaze turned cold again, and he said in a deep voice: "But I also want to warn you, if you come to trouble me again, I will definitely break your leg, and you need to amputate it!" ”

"I don't want to trouble you, I'm not forced yet." Mu Jiangang muttered, then got up and took off the thorns.

"Who forced you, Shao Zhuang or Ye Qingyang?" Zhao Baliang put a volume of books in his pocket and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Ye Qingyang is also worthy?" Mu Jiangang said with disdain: "It's Shao Zhuang, he personally found my father, and he didn't know how to talk about it, and then let me teach Shi Ran a lesson." ”

Oh, it's Shao Zhuang.

Zhao Baliang nodded, didn't say anything more, and sat silently in Mu Jiangang's Lamborghini.

He wouldn't forgive Mu Jiangang, even if he was forced, but he did do something to hurt Shi Ran.

Of course.

Since it didn't happen, he doesn't intend to continue to retaliate.

And to help Mu Xiaoman treat his leg, the reason is also very simple, because he injured the person.

After arriving at the hospital, Mu Xiaoman was very surprised by Zhao Baliang's arrival.

"Why are you here?" She couldn't hide the joy in her eyebrows, but she didn't know it, but Mu Jiangang saw it.

Mu Jiangang was a little suspicious, could it be that the old lady fell in love with this kid?

"I've injured you, and I'm always responsible for you." Zhao Baliang smiled evilly, he didn't know why, as soon as he saw this charming woman, he wanted to tease.

Saying "responsible" in such an ambiguous tone can easily lead to misunderstanding.

"Don't worry about it......" Mu Xiaoman turned Lian over and pretended to be angry.

"It's not up to you." After Zhao Baliang sat on the edge of the bed, she naturally put her legs on her own legs.

Then with a flick of his fist, the layer of plaster was shattered.

The most important thing is that Mu Xiaoman didn't feel any pain.

Great power, and just the right amount of control!

This means of controlling the level of strength alone is not something that ordinary practitioners can master.

Mu Xiaoman and Mu Jiangang have both practiced kung fu since childhood, and they were both shocked when they looked at each other at this time.

"This group of Western doctors knows how to mess up." Zhao Baliang glanced at the good-looking legs, shook his head and said, "Mu Jiangang, I'll write you a prescription, and you go and grab the medicine." ”

"Okay." Mu Jiangang nodded immediately, and by just taking a hand, he threw himself at Zhao Ba.

Then, Zhao Baliang wrote a prescription.

Then he put his hand on Mu Xiaoman's knee and asked, "Is it the first time you have suffered this kind of injury?" ”

"Hmm." After Mu Xiaoman felt the warmth brought by those hands, her body instantly tensed, this was the first time her legs had been touched by a man.

"It might hurt a little the first time, so bear with it." Zhao Baliang smiled evilly.

He's molesting me again!

Mu Xiaoman's face turned even redder, and he simply pulled the quilt and hid his face.

Then.

Zhao Baliang used a special technique to restore the bones of the knee.

"Hmm......" The strong pain made Mu Xiaoman can't help but snort lightly, and she even suspects that this guy is doing it on purpose.

But Zhao Baliang did not stop, but sped up.

Soon, the dislocated bones of Mu Xiaoman's knees were restored, and the pain basically disappeared.

"Try it." Zhao Baliang said.

Mu Xiaoman moved his legs, although his knees still moved a little, but he could already move, and the pain was not very great.

"But the doctor clearly said that it would take a year to recover." Mu Xiaoman was shocked.

Zhao Baliang smiled when he heard this: "Many things passed down by our ancestors are far more profound than Western medicine. And you are not fully recovered, you need to apply medicine for another three days. ”

"Three days is enough?" Mu Xiaoman was even more shocked.

"Hmm." Zhao Baliang smiled evilly: "However, don't do strenuous exercise, if your boyfriend wants to try any difficult posture, you don't have to cooperate." ”

"I, how can I have a boyfriend!" Mu Xiaoman's face blushed from pretty to his neck, and he said angrily: "You, Zhao Baliang, I warn you, don't play hooligan with me again, otherwise I will tell Shi Ran to go!" ”

Well, this is the only word that can threaten Zhao Baliang at the moment.

At this time, Mu Jiangang also came back, holding the boiled ointment.

Zhao Baliang took it and looked at it, then nodded and said: "Apply it externally for three days, three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and it is best not to move during this period." ”

With that, he got up and walked out of the room.

"Wait a minute!" Mu Xiaoman hurriedly shouted.

"How?" Zhao Baliang turned his head and smiled a little badly.

"I feel the need to explain." Mu Xiaoman scratched his head a little embarrassed, and said: "Actually, I came to you today, not because of the unreasonable help to help Jiangang, but mainly because you were in the bureau that day, and you showed that kind of appearance of eating soft rice and being upright, so I want to teach you a lesson." ”

If that's the case, it means that this woman is quite upright.

It seems that it is too heavy to start by yourself.

The reason why Zhao Baliang gave such a heavy hand was because of Mu Xiaoman's behavior of helping his younger brother.

"My sister taught me a lesson yesterday." Mu Jiangang said.

"I see." Zhao Baliang didn't say much and walked away directly.

Just gone?

Shouldn't it be said that you misunderstood me?

Mu Xiaoman could see that this guy was so heavy, most likely because she was helping her brother to protect her brother like a demon.

But now that it's been explained, why don't you say something?

"Sister, do you have a crush on him?" Mu Jiangang saw the old lady's resentful face, and couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoman's face flushed excessively, glared at his younger brother fiercely, and stopped talking.

But she was really thinking, is it really ......

She shook her head vigorously and stopped thinking about it, muttering, "I'm hungry and want to eat Yipinju's sauce elbow!" ”

The tone seemed to be about to eliminate the sauce elbow as Zhao Baliang.

"Okay, I'll buy it now." Mu Jiangang went immediately.

After leaving the hospital, Zhao Baliang wanted to go to the company, but received a call from Li Baohua.

In order to thank Zhao Baliang for saving his daughter, he had to treat him to a meal.

For Li Chuxue's sake of protecting Ye Banxia desperately, Zhao Baliang agreed.

The location is set at Yipinju.

Although there is no such force as Black Rock here, in terms of cuisine, it is one of the best in Jiangcheng.

Li Baohua, who had been waiting outside the door of Yipinju, saw that the eighth master was coming, so he immediately greeted him.

"Eighth master, thank you for appreciating your face." Li Baohua was extraordinarily polite.

"Seriously, I saw that girl in the early snow desperately protecting Banxia, otherwise I wouldn't have come." Zhao Baliang showed no mercy, there was no need for that.

"I understand, I understand." Li Baohua was not dissatisfied, and led Zhao Baliang to walk inside with a smiling face.

After entering Yipinju, the two came to the private room.

In order to treat guests to this meal, Li Baohua has made a lot of money, and this best Furong Pavilion costs 88,000.

This is only the cost of the private room, if you count the wine and food, this meal will cost more than 200,000 yuan.

After taking a seat, Li Baohua hurriedly asked the waiter to take the dishes, and took out two bottles of iron-capped Moutai.

"Eighth master, I asked a friend to get it, and I haven't been willing to drink it." Li Baohua put the wine in front of Zhao Baliang, smiling eagerly with anticipation, as if he was waiting for Zhao Baliang's satisfactory answer.

"Well, that's good." Zhao Baliang only raised his eyebrows.

Maybe ordinary people will think that this wine is very precious, but Zhao Baliang used to drink it often.

Li Baohua scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking that he was not the eighth master, and he didn't even pay attention to the iron cover Moutai.

Soon, the waiter had already started serving.

But before Zhao Ba could move his chopsticks, the door of the private room was kicked open.