Chapter Twenty-Seven: You Have a Hidden Disease
"Ling Yi, have you really thought it through?" The unhappiness of being molested had completely disappeared, and Lei Qianjun asked solemnly, looking at Ling Yi's eyes, wanting to see a hint of falsification.
However, no, Ling Yi's eyes were clear and open.
Lei Qianjun continued: "Do you know that as long as you bring it up, I can even accept you as a disciple, and even more, I may be able to recommend you to Wenren Longtu, if you can get him to take a fancy to him and become his personal disciple, maybe ......."
This is definitely the temptation of **, especially as I said later, recommending it to Wenren Longtu, it is a great temptation for almost anyone. It is impossible to refuse.
Who is Wenren Longtu? He is recognized as the strongest in the world, and the supreme overlord known as the War Emperor!
The Xutuo Mountain, where the Wenjia people are located, has become a martial arts holy place that the world's martial artists are fascinated by, and I don't know how many people kneel at the foot of the Xutuo Mountain every day, or want to have the honor to see the face of the Emperor of War, or want to worship under the Emperor of War.
However, so far, there are only two apprentices under the War Emperor's sect, so you can imagine how difficult it is to enter the War Emperor's Law Eye.
Lei Qianjun is one of the five marshals, and if he recommends him, the chance of success is many times higher than that of ordinary people.
Faced with the shocking temptation, Ling Yi just smiled, and said lightly: "Marshal Lei's good intentions Ling Yi understands, but Ling Yi already has a master, and it is impossible for him to be under the door of others in this life, even if he is a man who smells people, it is impossible, so I still have the original request." ”
As soon as these words came out, it was like a shock, and it turned Lei Qianjun overturned.
I had already understood this guy's arrogance before, but I didn't expect it to be so proud that he didn't even pay attention to the dragon picture?
Do you want to say that he is conservative in his thinking and respects his teachers, or is it said that he is a bastard idiot with water in his brain?
Lei Qianjun, who has read countless people, can't understand this person at all.
There was silence in the flying car for half a minute, and then Lei Qianjun breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Good, good, good." ”
After saying three good things in a row, Lei Qianjun's eyes were full of strangeness when he saw Ling Yi, and nodded: "I can see that you are not pretending to be different and make me feel good, but really thinking about your friend, since this is the case, I will agree to your request." ”
"Thank you."
When he first saw Lei Qianjun, Ling Yi didn't salute to show respect, but now he hugged his fist at Lei Qianjun to thank him.
Seeing this scene, Lei Qianjun secretly sighed and said, "Your friend has a good friend, and your father has a good son. ”
"This is the best compliment Ling Yi has ever heard." A smile appeared on Ling Yi's face and said, "If there is nothing else, Ling Yi will leave first." With that, he prepared to leave.
Lei Qianjun was a little stunned again, in the past, those young juniors, who didn't want to say a few more words to himself when he saw him, this one was good, and he walked exceptionally neatly, as if he was a jackal, tiger and leopard.
"This kid really doesn't take me seriously......"
Lei Qianjun couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, suddenly heard a cough in front of him, and suddenly remembered another task of this trip, and hurriedly grabbed Ling Yi's hand in a hurry, and said, "Slow, classmate Ling, don't leave yet." ”
If you don't go, you won't go, why do you hold your hands so tightly? Also, what do you mean by that longing look...... Ling Yi twitched his hand twice and didn't pull it out, he suddenly felt a little chilly, and his eyes began to become weird when he looked at Lei Qianjun: No...... Marshal ...... Someone who has a granddaughter...... Actually......
If Lei Qianjun knew the dirty thoughts in Ling Yi's mind, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood, and then beat this hateful kid violently.
Realizing that he was a little out of shape, Lei Qianjun's old face was slightly red, and he let go of his hand with some embarrassment, and said, "Classmate Ling, I can't hide it, there is something I might need your help with......
Seeing that Ling Yi looked at him and didn't speak, the imperial marshal felt the pressure and continued: "Before this, I have a question, I hope that Ling can answer it truthfully, I want to know, how did my granddaughter's illness heal?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Ling Yi was completely clear, from the moment he entered this flying car, he began to wonder why there was an innate powerhouse with so many bad luck gathered in his body in front of him, and what made him feel even more incredible was that this person was still alive, and it seemed that he had suppressed the diseases in his body with his advanced cultivation.
And Lei Qianjun asked these words, and there was such a person sitting in the car, Ling Yi thought about it for a while, and knew that Lei Qianjun's ultimate goal was to heal this person.
And when Lei Qianjun asked these words, Ling Yi, who was sensitive to ears and eyes, clearly felt that the person in the front seat was a little short of breath, and the flow of qi and blood was also slightly accelerated, which further confirmed the conjecture in his heart.
Facing Lei Qianjun's eyes with a little expectation, Ling Yi smiled and said: "Since Marshal Lei asked this, he must have guessed, so I won't hide it from you, yes, your granddaughter's ear disease is indeed because of my master." ”
Lei Qianjun suddenly became excited: "Your master? At that time, it was your master who helped Xiaoyu to do the treatment? ”
Ling Yi shook his head, it became a habit to lie and lie, and he opened his mouth to talk nonsense: "My master is not on the scene, but I have studied medicine with my master for many years and know some medical theories, so I can see that your granddaughter has a very serious ear disease, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to cure with the medical technology of the world, so I took out a life-saving pill that my master gave me, which is said to be able to treat all kinds of injuries and diseases, I don't know if it's true or not, so I took it out and tried it, but I didn't expect it to really work." ”
Tried it? Lei Qianjun frowned, this guy actually dared to treat his only granddaughter as an experiment?
Immediately, I saw Ling Yi turn his head and say to the front: "If I'm not mistaken, Marshal Lei should want my master to take action to heal the hidden disease in this old gentleman's body, right?" ”
As soon as these words came out, not only Lei Qianjun was shocked, but also Mr. Wang, who was sitting in the front row in Tang costume, was also surprised, half turned sideways, turned around, stared at Ling Yi with burning eyes, and said, "Little brother, how did you know that I had a hidden disease?" ”
Of course, Ling Yi couldn't say that he could feel a large amount of bad luck in your body, and a shy smile appeared on his face: "I said I guessed, do you believe it?" ”
Faith is a ghost!
Lei Qianjun and Mr. Wang both have the same thoughts, but they believe in their hearts that this kid who is not amazing is definitely with advanced medical skills, and he already knows the situation in Mr. Wang's body without moving.
In contrast, Mr. Wang was even more shocked in his heart, he was a national hand in medicine, and he knew that even if it was an ancient Chinese medicine, he had to pay attention to a look, hear, and ask, and since Ling Yi got into the car, the latter had no chance to perform any of them, and he could even know that he had a hidden disease, this medical skill was really incredible.
He couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, I am presumptuous, how do you know that I have a hidden disease?" ”
A lie needs more lies to complete, Ling Yi had no choice but to make up another lie, nodded his ears, and said, "From your breath, I can hear it." ”
Hear it? Mr. Wang's face was solemn and respectful, and what he heard and asked was "listening", but he could tell that he had a disease just from his breathing, and this medical attainment really shocked him.
You must know that he himself is a martial arts master with extremely deep cultivation, and he has almost instinctive control over the rhythm of his breathing, so it is impossible for ordinary people to find any clues in his body from his breathing.
Changing places, Mr. Wang thought to himself that he could not judge the situation in the body of a martial arts master like him just by breathing.
If the apprentice is like this, what should the master's medical skills reach?
Lei Qianjun and Mr. Wang both began to believe what Ling Yi said, his master was definitely a holy hand of healing, no wonder he was able to cure Xiaoyu's illness, no wonder even the almost shattered dantian could be restored to its original state in just one month!
This kind of medical skill is amazing!
"I wonder if my little brother can see what kind of hidden disease is in my body?" Old Mr. Wang asked, there was still a trace of doubt in his heart, just because Ling Yi was too young, throughout the ages, which medical master was not successful after decades of accumulation and tempering? Even if you are a genius, there should be a limit.
In addition to doubts, Mr. Wang was still a little unconvinced, in terms of medical skills, he had absolute pride, otherwise Lei Qianjun would not have handed over his precious granddaughter to him for treatment.
If he was defeated by the master behind Ling Yi, Mr. Wang would have nothing to say, but he had studied his medical skills all his life, and he was compared to a little hairy child, even with his qi cultivation kung fu, he couldn't be calm.
Ling Yi looked at Mr. Wang seriously for a few seconds, and said, "My medical skills are shallow, and I can only vaguely see that Mr. Wang's illness is very serious, and it should go deep into the bone marrow." ”
Hearing the words "deep into the bone marrow", the bodies of Lei Qianjun and Mr. Wang shook at the same time, and their faces showed incredible expressions.
Because Ling Yi's words were not wrong at all, Mr. Wang had been eroded by the Qilin Fire for decades, and had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and there was almost no cure!
There is no need to ask or take the pulse, just by observing the complexion and listening to the person's breathing, the condition can be preliminarily detected, how can this kind of medical skill be called "shallow"?
"I wonder if you have a way to help my old friend heal, little brother?" Lei Qianjun's expression was a little urgent, and he asked for help, and even his name began to change.
Ling Yi shook his head resolutely: "No." ”
Just kidding, it would be too fake to say that you can.
Lei Qianjun and Mr. Wang immediately showed disappointment on their faces.
It is said that with their city government cultivation, they have long been able to be indistinguishable from joy and anger, but it is only because the two of them care too much about this matter, and it is inevitable that their emotions will fluctuate because of Ling Yi's words.
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