"Damn that guy." Mu Jianchun’s fists were clenched tightly, his eyes filled with an unyielding expression mixed with a surge of anger.
"All right, stop thinking about it." Mu Yunlong patted Mu Jianchun’s shoulder and said, "As long as you work hard and improve your dical skills, once you surpass Ye Luo, all this humiliation will be washed away."
A determined look flashed in Mu Jianchun’s eyes as he said, "Dad, rest assured, I will definitely defeat that guy."
"Mhmm, my son Mu Yunlong will definitely be the best," Mu Yunlong said with a smile on his face.
anwhile, in a suite at a high-end hotel in Capital City, Master Konggu sat on the sofa, his eyes sparkling with a sharp light, his disciple Chi Anxu beside him exhibiting a leisurely expression.
"Master Konggu, the letter has been delivered," Che Taiming ca in and said.
"Good, is everything arranged?" Master Konggu asked with a low voice.
A smile appeared on Che Taiming’s lips as he said, "Don’t worry, everything is ready. I’ve contacted more than a dozen dostic and international dia and newspaper journalists. As soon as the competition starts tomorrow, multiple countries will broadcast it live, letting people witness who is stronger in this contest between Han dicine and traditional Chinese dicine."
A cold glint passed through Master Konggu’s eyes as he said, "Tomorrow, I will return all the humiliation Mu Qingsong brought upon thirty years ago. I want everyone to know that traditional Chinese dicine will never be better than Han dicine. An Xu, prepare yourself well."
"Master, be easy, I’ve already thoroughly understood the strongest dical skill of Mu Family’s younger generation, Mu Jianchun. With his level of dical skill, he’s simply not enough in my eyes, and except for Mu Qingsong, there are few in the Mu Family that I take seriously. Once I defeat Mu Jianchun, I’ll challenge those so-called traditional Chinese dicine masters one by one to show them the true strength of Han dicine," Chi Anxu said with a cold and sinister smile on his lips.
In Tiantan Park, Ye Luo and Ling Qingya appeared, hand in hand, like a couple deeply in love.
In this park, many couples were playing and making noise together, creating a lively scene.
"Wife, would you say this counts as dating?" Ye Luo asked with a sly smile.
"Who’s dating you?" Ling Qingya shot back at Ye Luo, though her eyes were filled with deep affection.
Soon, they saw a young man in a wheelchair among a large flock of white doves. With a noble face and an extraordinary deanor, he was feeding the birds.
Watching the young man, Ye Luo’s eyes flashed with a hint of astonishnt, slightly narrowing them.
Then they saw a woman in white approaching the young man, and it was none other than Leng Ruobing.
"It’s Miss Leng," Ling Qingya also saw Leng Ruobing and couldn’t help but remark.
"Let’s go over and say hello," Ye Luo suggested and imdiately led Ling Qingya towards them.
"Miss Leng, what a coincidence to see you here," Ye Luo approached with a smile and looked at Leng Ruobing, who also displayed a look of surprise upon seeing Ye Luo and his companion.
"Ruobing, are these two friends of yours?" The young man in the wheelchair asked with a congenial smile, looking at Ye Luo and his companion.
"Hello, my na is Ye Luo, I’m Miss Leng’s colleague. This is my fiancée," Ye Luo introduced himself to the young man.
"Hello!"
The young man also spoke, "So you are Ruo Bing’s colleague. I am Ruo Bing’s older brother, my na is Leng Pengzhan."
Hearing the young man’s words, Ye Luo’s eyes flickered with a hint of surprise; he had not expected that Leng Ruobing actually had such a brother.
"So you are Ruo Bing’s brother, nice to et you," Ye Luo said indifferently.
"You two are here for a visit, right? We won’t disturb you any longer," Leng Ruobing said, about to push Leng Pengzhan away from there.
"Wait a mont," Ye Luo gestured with a wave of his hand.
Leng Ruobing glanced at Ye Luo and asked, "Is there sothing else?"
"I would like to ask, how did your brother’s injury happen?"
Leng Ruobing’s expression changed slightly, "I’m not at liberty to tell you that."
"Actually, it’s nothing. I was injured during a clash with soone; I was ambushed and my spinal cord was severely damaged, resulting in my paralysis and confinent to this wheelchair," Leng Pengzhan said calmly, clearly taking the matter quite lightly.
"Ye Luo, why are you asking this?" Leng Ruobing’s eyes stayed on Ye Luo.
"I just want to say that I might have a way to heal your brother’s injury," Ye Luo stated blandly.
Imdiately, both Leng Pengzhan’s and Leng Ruobing’s expressions changed, looking at Ye Luo with shocked faces.
"Are you really serious about what you’re saying?" Leng Ruobing asked, sowhat excitedly.
"Of course, if I say I can do it, then I certainly can," Ye Luo nodded.
"How could that be possible? The National Doctor has examined my injury and said that my spinal cord has sustained irreparable severe trauma, all my nervous functions are completely necrotic, and even with his exceptional dical skills, it would be difficult to heal. Brother Ye... "
Leng Pengzhan didn’t finish his sentence, clearly doubting Ye Luo’s words. After all, he knew his own condition best - most people with such an injury would likely have been bedridden."
"It’s because he is not an ordinary person, plus the acupuncture from the National Doctor, that he can sit in a wheelchair. As for standing up again, he has never harbored such hope, as it seems rather incredible.
"If Brother Leng doesn’t believe , there’s nothing I can do, but your injury, though severe, has not reached the point of being truly incurable. With my acupuncture, massage, and so assistance from spiritual dicines, there is a possibility of a complete recovery, allowing you to return to normal life," Ye Luo said.
Leng Pengzhan and Leng Ruobing’s eyes flickered, clearly contemplating the truth of Ye Luo’s words.
"Miss Leng, if you decide to, you can contact at any ti. I am always willing to help," Ye Luo said, then left, taking Ling Qingya by the hand.
"Ruo Bing, do you believe what your colleague said? Who exactly is he?" Leng Pengzhan’s eyes narrowed as he looked towards Leng Ruobing.
"He is indeed skilled in dical arts, and he even healed the old master of the Qin Family, whom even the National Doctor could not cure. Moreover, he has a master who is an expert in alchemy backing him. This man cos from a remarkable background. If he says such things, perhaps he truly has a way to make Brother stand again," Leng Ruobing said, her eyes sparkling.
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