A touch of melancholy

Leng Xuan used his true qi to check Zhou Jingpeng's body, it took more than half an hour, after everything was done, he could basically determine that Zhou Jingpeng's leg was caused by a cold disease, but this kind of strange disease, if only used true qi to slowly force it out, not only consumed true qi, but also took a lot of time, sighed at the moment, and told Zhou Jingpeng the results of his examination.

Zhou Jingpeng said: "Is there still a cure?" ”

Leng Xuan smiled slightly bitterly and said: "Of course it can be treated, but it takes too long, at least two or three months, and it can't be interrupted every day, otherwise it will recur, and then everything will be wasted." ”

Zhou Jingpeng's face was slightly different, of course he knew that it was impossible for Lu Dao Leng Xuan to ignore himself, it should be a little difficult to speak, so he smiled and said, "You should be very busy now, right?" If that's the case, then it doesn't matter if I'm dragging my legs for a while, it's been two or three years anyway. ”

Leng Xuan said angrily: "You also said that if you met me two years ago, I would have been able to cure you in an hour, but because it took too long, it was almost scrapped now." I'm really busy right now, and it might be a bit difficult to help you with treatment for two or three months in a row. In this way, I'll go back first, and then think of a way at night, to see if there is any strong Chinese medicine that can directly drive away the cold, if there is, when the time comes, with my true qi healing, you can get twice the result with half the effort, maybe your disease can be almost better in about half a month, and then, you can take some Chinese medicine by yourself, and you will recover slowly, and you don't need me to come over in person. ”

Zhou Jingpeng was overjoyed and said, "Is this true?" "This strange disease has caused him to suffer for three years, and now that he heard Leng Xuan say that he would recover in half a month, how could he not be excited?

Leng Xuan smiled slightly and said, "A thousand true, ten thousand true, is it enough?" ”

Zhou Jingpeng said: "Enough, one is true, one is indeed enough." Ha Lu Ha. ”

Leng Xuan smiled bitterly, when he helped Zhou Jingpeng check just now, he sensed that the mobile phone was vibrating, and he didn't know who called him, but once he started working before, he couldn't find time to watch, this guy took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was Zhao Xiaotian who called, his face was slightly different, so he said: "Okay, it's time for me to go back to school, you wait for my news at home." ”

With a "hmm", Zhou Jingpeng suddenly thought of something and said, "Dragon Tooth, wait a minute." There's one thing I'd like to ask you. ”

Leng Xuan said: "Just say something directly, why do you still ink with me?" ”

Zhou Jingpeng smiled and said, "Okay, good." I'm wondering, how did you end up in this place? Is it to do the task? ”

A melancholy color appeared on Leng Xuan's face, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, but this emotion quickly disappeared, and he smiled faintly: "I'll tell you about this matter later." ”

Zhou Jingpeng observed his words and looks, and obviously felt that something bad had happened to Leng Xuan, but Leng Xuan's character, he understood, if he didn't want to say it, it was useless to ask, he stopped talking, and sighed before saying, "Okay then......"

Out of the room, Leng Xuan found that Zhou Li was sitting outside, reading a book in his hand, and after seeing him come out, he stood up and said with a nervous face: "How is it, Leng Xuan, my brother's leg is ......"