Wang Jingtao said with a smile: "What kind of bullshit brother and sister relationship, if Lu Chen doesn't have a good impression of you, how can he be so good to you?" Still helping you again and again? ”

"Dad is also a man, I know better than anyone what men think in their hearts."

"Girl, don't be stupid."

"Now that Lu Chen and Zhang Chengcheng are not married, you still have a chance."

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if the two are really married, it is not uncommon for two women to serve a husband together in high society."

"Dad, how can you be like this?" Wang Yueyao's face was flushed and she stomped her feet fiercely.

Wang Jingtao shook his head and said to Wang Yueyao with a smile: "Yaoyao, don't blame your father for doing things by unscrupulous means. ”

"I just want to ask you, there is an excellent man like Lu Chen by your side, do you think you can still look at other men in the future?"

Wang Yueyao opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, but lowered her head and was silent.

And the other side.

Lu Chen followed Wan Binghe and once again came to the Martial Arts Guild Association.

Several people walked into the ward together, and saw that Wan Haishan had woken up and was talking loudly to others.

Seeing this, Wan Binghe and Wan Xiaoqing hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Father, how are you feeling now?" ”

"Hahaha, aren't I okay now?" Wan Haishan laughed heartily and patted his chest, and said, "At least, I won't be able to die for a while." ”

This President Wan had just experienced life and death, but at this time he didn't care, and his open-minded personality made Lu Chen secretly admire.

"You're Mr. Lu, aren't you?" Lu Chen was pondering, only to see Wan Haishan's eyes like lightning looking towards him.

Lu Chen hurriedly said: "President Wan is polite, I can't afford the word sir." ”

"President Wan can call me Doctor Lu, or just call me by my name Lu Chen."

Wan Haishan let out another hearty laugh and said to Lu Chen: "I don't like to dwell on these red tapes either. ”

"Okay, I'll call you Lu Chen."

"Don't call me anything long, I'm a few years older than you, you call me an old brother."

"To be honest, this time I thought that the old man and I would die, but I didn't expect Dr. Lu to rejuvenate and save my life."

"From now on, I, Wan Haishan, owe you a life."

"President Wan...... Brother, you're so polite. Lu Chen said with a smile: "It is my own duty to treat diseases and save people. ”

"I'll help you with follow-up treatment now, and strive to completely remove the root of the disease."

"Okay." Wan Haishan said with a smile.

Lu Chen patted his waist lightly, and more than a dozen golden needles flew up directly, instantly piercing into Wan Haishan's acupuncture points.

Wan Haishan only felt a warm current rushing from his limbs to his lungs.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and slapped it on Wan Haishan's chest with one palm.

Wan Haishan frowned slightly, and then spit out a few mouthfuls of black thick phlegm.

Then, he took a deep breath and felt refreshed.

"Huh......" Wan Haishan let out another hearty laugh and said to everyone: "I haven't breathed so freely for a long time." ”

"Before, even when I took a breath, I felt like my whole lungs were filled with something, and it was extremely heavy."

"It's okay now, this feeling of depression has completely disappeared, and Brother Lu's medical skills are really superb."

"I really didn't expect that when I was about to die, I actually met a miracle doctor like Brother Lu, it seems that God doesn't want me to die."

"Hahaha......"

Lu Chen also laughed, and easily pulled out the golden needle on Wan Haishan's body.

Then, he took out a pen and wrote a prescription, handed it to Wan Binghe and said, "I have a prescription here called Qinglung Soup." ”

"Take medicine according to the prescription, once in the morning and once in the evening, for a month, Brother Wan's condition can basically be cured."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Lu Chen continued: "Actually, the main reason for Brother Wan's illness this time is not caused by illness, but something wrong with the exercises he has cultivated. ”

"What? Something is wrong with my practice? Wan Haishan frowned and shook his head, and said to Lu Chen: "I have been practicing this exercise for decades, and I haven't found any problems." ”

Wan Binghe also said: "Yes, Mr. Lu, I also practiced the same exercises with my father. ”

"Even most of the disciples of the entire Martial Arts Guild practice the same exercises."

"But no one has the same symptoms as my father."

"That's because your cultivation time is still too short, or your kung fu is still too shallow." Lu Chen shook his head and said with a smile.

Everyone looked at each other, and there was some doubt in their expressions.

After all, we all admit that your Lu Chen's medical skills are superb, but if you want to say that you also have too high attainments in kung fu, it will be a bit ridiculous.

Especially since Chairman Wan has been cultivating for so many years, he hasn't even noticed that you can see the problem just by looking at it, which is too mysterious.

Knowing that everyone would find it difficult to accept it for a while, Lu Chen said with a smile: "Brother Wan, when you were practicing, did you feel a sense of blockage during the fifth, eleventh, and twenty-fourth moves?" ”

"Not only that, every time I practice these moves, my lungs feel a little blocked and I can't breathe?"

"It's not too obvious in the martial artist stage, but it's especially obvious in the martial artist stage, especially after the fourth stage of the martial artist?"

"Brother Lu, how do you know?" Wan Haishan's face changed directly, "I always thought that the method of vomiting was wrong, but I never paid too much attention to it." ”

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect Lu Chen to see it so thoroughly.

Lu Chen didn't answer, he directly stretched out his hand and slapped it towards Wan Binghe with one palm.

Lu Chen's palm sank vigorously, and Wan Binghe didn't dare to be careless, so he hurriedly resisted.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen's move was a false move, and with a slight retraction of his wrist, he directly bypassed Wan Binghe's hands.

Then, with a slight lift of his fingers, a spiritual aura shot towards Wan Binghe's chest.

Wan Binghe clutched his chest, a painful look on his face.

Everyone's faces changed dramatically, and Wan Xiaoqing shouted even more angrily: "Lu Chen, what are you doing?" ”

Wan Haishan raised his hand, stopped Wan Xiaoqing, and said lightly: "Mr. Lu's move must have his reasons. ”

Burst......

Wan Binghe coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of black thick phlegm.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked, this situation was exactly the same as Wan Haishan's symptoms at that time.

Could it be that there is really something wrong with this cultivation method?

Everyone's faces became even more ugly, after all, most of the disciples of the entire Martial Arts Guild practiced the same exercises.

If there is a problem with this exercise, then either the practice will be stopped and the kung fu will stagnate; Either grit your teeth and forcibly cultivate, and finally end up vomiting blood and dying.