This small building only has four floors, and on each floor, there is only one ward, or to be precise, only one patient is accepted on each floor, and at this time, only Zhuang Lei is left here to take care of Master Zhuang, so Fang Kun is not worried about being exposed.

After Zhuang Lei hesitated for a long time, he finally didn't hold back, and finally agreed to Fang Kun, on the one hand, he was indeed tormented by his leg injury, on the other hand, he was also moved by Fang Kun's words, and wanted to take the risk himself, if Fang Kun could cure his illness, then he could let him try it for the old man, this can be regarded as a dead horse as a live horse doctor, in his opinion, even if Fang Kun can't cure himself, there is no harm to himself.

After entering the room, although Fang Kun had already felt this place clearly through his divine sense before, he was still shocked by the facilities here.

The huge living room, although the decoration is not luxurious, but it has everything, even a set of desks and chairs are prepared, obviously, this is for the patient's family, in addition, in addition to the ward where the old man is located, there are three small rooms, which are places for the family to rest.

At Fang Kun's suggestion, Zhuang Lei lay down on the bed in a lounge.

"Uncle Zhuang, you may have a little fever later, that's normal!" Fang Kun explained before he started, and then stretched out a hand and started massaging on Zhuang Lei's left leg.

After cultivating to reach the sixth level of body refining, he can already easily control the true qi and output it outside the body, and there is no need for the linkage of his hands at all, but in order to hide people's eyes, he can only do this.

"Huh?"

Two minutes later, Zhuang Lei suddenly screamed, and then looked up at Fang Kun, his eyes full of surprise.

"Don't worry, five minutes is fine!" Fang Kun said with a smile.

Fang Kun had probed through his divine sense before, Zhuang Lei's leg, just because the meridians were damaged, it couldn't even be described as damaged, it was just that the meridians were squeezed by the gunshot wound, misplaced, and there was no timely recovery, after the trauma was healed, a dark disease was formed, which was almost difficult for him, as long as he used his true qi to restore the misplaced meridian to its original position, the dark disease would be eliminated naturally.

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, Fang Kun had already stopped treatment.

While Zhuang Lei got up, he looked at Fang Kun in surprise, and at the same time subconsciously shook his left leg.

"Fang Kun, do you know how to massage?" Zhuang Lei asked suspiciously.

"Sort of, how do you feel now?" Fang Kun replied with a smile.

"Well, it's really okay, this leg used to feel weak, but now I don't feel like this!" Zhuang Lei said in surprise, but as if he suddenly realized something, the joy on his face disappeared, and his eyes widened suddenly, looking at Fang Kun with an incredible look.

"Fang Kun, you're not massage, you-you've practiced martial arts?" Zhuang Lei finished speaking, looking at Fang Kun like a ghost.

"Well—sort of!" Fang Kun replied helplessly, obviously, Zhuang Lei still found out.

"That hot feeling, is it the legendary true qi?" Zhuang Lei then asked.

"Hey, it can be understood like this!" Fang Kun sighed helplessly, and finally didn't hide it from the other party.

"You-you-" Zhuang Lei got Fang Kun's confirmation, and hurriedly took a step back, as if he was frightened, as a fighter of the special forces, although his skills were very good, but he knew in his heart that in front of a true martial arts master who had cultivated his true qi, he was not even a scumbag.

"Uncle Zhuang, don't forget the conditions you promised me just now, I don't want anyone to know about this matter, and besides, can I treat Grandpa Zhuang now, when there are more people, it will be inconvenient!" Fang Kun smiled helplessly.

"But—yes!" Zhuang Lei said subconsciously.

Fang Kun no longer paid attention to Zhuang Lei, turned around and walked towards the old man's ward, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a hint of pride.

When he came to the old man's ward, he looked at the old man Zhuang who was full of tubes, and his brows furrowed slightly, the old man Zhuang is only in his sixties now, so his state is much better than the old man of the Fang family at that time, but it is only because he is too sick and has long-term chemotherapy that the situation is very poor.

Ignoring Zhuang Lei, who came over, Fang Kun carefully began to probe the situation of Old Man Zhuang, although he had already probed with his divine sense yesterday, but he knew in his heart that it was the first time he had done this, and he had to ensure a success, otherwise if something really went wrong, even if he cured Zhuang Lei's leg injury, it was estimated that the other party would find trouble for himself.

"Uncle Zhuang, I may need an hour, and during this process, no one can disturb me, otherwise-" Fang Kun looked at it for five or six minutes before he said to Zhuang Lei with a solemn face.

"I know, don't worry!" Zhuang Lei saw that Fang Kun's face was abnormal, he was also a little dignified, and after speaking, he immediately took out the phone and broadcast it directly.

Fang Kun shook his head helplessly, and then ignored the other party, only to see him stretch out his hands, covering Old Man Zhuang's abdomen, and a trace of true qi was injected into Old Man Zhuang's body as the exercises in his body worked.

He knew in his heart that the reason why the other party called on the spot and did not shy away from him was not because he believed him, on the contrary, but because he was worried, but this was all in his expectation.

A few minutes later, two soldiers with guns appeared at the elevator entrance on the third floor to serve as guards.

Time passed slowly, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Fang Kun's forehead, and in the urine bag that fell beside the bed, a lot of black liquid gradually appeared, which was the poisonous gas that Fang Kun forced out from Old Man Zhuang's body through his true qi, or more precisely, necrotic cell tissue.

When it was almost an hour, Fang Kun's face began to turn pale, and most of the true qi in his body had been consumed, but fortunately, Old Man Zhuang's originally pale face gradually had a trace of blood.

And Zhuang Lei, who was standing on the side, gradually showed a hint of joy from the initial extreme nervousness, obviously, he had observed all the changes in Old Man Zhuang's body.

After more than ten minutes passed, Fang Kun suddenly stopped, seemingly hesitating, but in the end, he began to move again, only this time, the hands that he had been placing above Old Man Zhuang's abdomen began to move slowly.

It took more than twenty minutes before Fang Kun stopped, at this time his face was extremely pale and bloodless, and at the same time, without saying hello to Zhuang Lei, he came directly to the living room outside and sat on the sofa.

At this time, Zhuang Lei couldn't take care of Shang Kun, because the old man Zhuang, who was originally in a coma, gradually moved, and the instruments that were even on his body showed that the situation was also rapidly improving.

Fang Kun ignored Zhuang Lei, who was busy inside, Wu Zi began to recover, at this time, he had a feeling of collapse for the first time, this was mainly because after treating the old man's liver problem, he combed the old man's body again.

Ten minutes later, the weak cry of Old Man Zhuang came from the ward, as if he wanted to eat.

Zhuang Lei, who was excited, hurriedly ran out and was about to get food for the old man, but when he saw Fang Kun sitting on the sofa, he stopped abruptly.

"This-Fang Kun, thank you, I don't have time now, you go back and rest first, by the way, tell me your phone, and then I will call you!" Zhuang Lei said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

Fang Kun opened his eyes, revealing an indifferent expression, and then said his phone.

After Zhuang Lei wrote down his phone, he turned around and ran outside.

Fang Kun, who had recovered a little, shook his head helplessly before standing up and walking outside.

After a while, the ward began to get busy, and several doctors were amazed while examining the old man Zhuang's body, and finally came to the conclusion that the old man's body was no longer in serious trouble, just because his body was too weak and needed to be recuperated, as for the liver cancer, it had been completely controlled, and the doctor came to the conclusion that according to the current state, it would not recur for at least ten years!

At this time, Fang Kun had been away for almost an hour, and the people from the Zhuang family had already rushed to the hospital, just when everyone was excited, Zhuang Lei, who was standing at the window, had a somewhat solemn face, as if he was thinking about something that gave him a headache.

After a few moments, he picked up the phone and dialed the one he had jotted down an hour earlier.

(To be continued!)