beauty hunter

Chapter 9 What kind of job are you looking for?

Wen Yan smiled at Cheng Nianxin: "Then it depends on what you think is 'good'."

Cheng Nianxin let go of Li Rui's wrist and said coldly: "His pulse is much stronger than before, and it has indeed returned to normal. But I don't understand. If his previous symptoms were really meridians compression, then at least there must be substance.

The sexual substance was pressed down from his acupuncture points, but we have looked through his body just now and found no foreign matter in his body. Uncle Lu, what do you think?"

After hearing this, Wen Yan realized that she was talking to Dr. Lu, and couldn't help but look surprised.

Does she believe her own words?

Dr. Lu showed a cautious look: "It's hard to explain. I know you want to say that it's possible that the thing pressing his meridians is an 'object' that cannot be detected by instruments, but I still don't believe that this young man knows any qigong. Even if there is such a thing as qigong

According to what I heard from hearsay, it takes decades of practice before you can achieve even a little bit of success. Look at him at such a young age, how is that possible?"

Cheng Nianxin said slowly: "I remember you also questioned me like this at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference two years ago."

Dr. Lu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said: "That's different. You can achieve great achievements at such a young age because you are very smart, but things like Qigong cannot be solved by being smart..."

"'How much potential the human body has, what kind of potential it has, and what role various potentials have, with current equipment and research, there is no way to determine clearly.'" Cheng Nianxin said calmly, "This is also a traditional Chinese medicine conference.

You once said that intelligence is my potential, but who can be sure that it really can't help him learn it at such a young age?"

As soon as these words came out, Dr. Lu couldn't help but scratch his head.

This was indeed what he said, but even so, he still couldn't accept something as mysterious and mysterious as "Qigong".

Wen Yan next to him became more and more surprised as he listened.

Did this beauty really believe what she said? She actually kept speaking for herself!

Cheng Nianxin's eyes moved sideways, fell on him, looked at him intently, and then said: "Give me a proof to make me believe that you can do Qigong."

Wen Yan returned to his normal demeanor, shook his head and said, "I have no obligation or need to show it to you."

Cheng Nianxin was slightly startled: "Don't you want to prove what you said?"

"I am the one who speaks. You can say what you want without having to prove it to anyone." Wen Yan said calmly and honestly. His views are really very different from those of ordinary people.

Cheng Nianxin frowned slightly: "This may be a major discovery in medicine, which may benefit many people in the future. You..."

"I don't have any grand aspirations to benefit mankind." Wen Yan interrupted her, "Even if I did, I wouldn't accomplish it through doctors."

"Why?" Cheng Nianxin asked subconsciously.

"There are a lot of quack doctors in this world who have little knowledge and poor medical skills. I would be embarrassed to give them good things." Wen Yan couldn't help but have a hint of sarcasm on his lips. He would not tell her his childhood experiences.

Cheng Nianxin sneered slightly and said: "If I am considered to have shallow knowledge and poor medical skills, then at least in the medical field, there are not many people in the world who can say that I have profound knowledge and excellent medical skills."

Wen Yan burst out laughing and said while laughing, "Who doesn't know how to brag? I also said that I learned the martial arts skills that were used to dominate the martial arts more than a thousand years ago!"

"Young man, you are wrong if you don't believe it. Xiaoxin entered the Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine at the age of fourteen and graduated with a master's degree in medicine at the age of eighteen. Since then, she has been reading a lot of books while conducting clinical treatments. She is twenty this year.

At the age of four, she has treated tens of thousands of patients, including many with difficult diseases. At the beginning of this year, she obtained the certification of the "Famous Medical Hall" and was unanimously awarded the title of National Treasure-level Famous Chinese Medicine Doctor, becoming the youngest person to receive this honor.

Winner, tell me," Dr. Lu looked at Wen Yan with a half-smile, "is she qualified to say that?"

Li Rui and his wife next to them were completely stunned.

Looking at the delicate face of this beautiful doctor, no one can imagine that she is so powerful!

Isn’t the certification from the Famous Medical Hall on the same level as Dr. Lu?!

Cheng Nianxin frowned slightly.

Why is this old man still acting like this despite his age? He actually revealed his age so casually!

Unexpectedly, Wen Yan didn't show any emotion at all, and said calmly: "Then I have to say, I'm not kidding."

"What?" The two doctors, one old and one young, were stunned and did not react for a moment.

Wen Yan shrugged, turned around and left, not forgetting to wave goodbye.

Things here have been taken care of, there's no need to stay here anymore.

After Wen Yan disappeared outside the door, Dr. Lu asked confusedly: "What did he mean by the last sentence? Who can understand?"

Cheng Nianxin's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "He means that he learned the Kung Fu that dominated the martial arts world more than a thousand years ago."

"ah?"

Not only Dr. Lu, but also Li Rui and his fat woman next to him were stunned.

Real or fake?

…

Back at Pingyuan Orphanage, Wen Yan couldn't find Wen's mother and couldn't help but frown.

Could it be that someone was taking advantage of her absence to harm Mother Wen?

Wen's mother and he didn't have mobile phones, so he had to go out of the yard and search along the alley. After turning a few streets and coming to a lively street, he was suddenly shocked and froze.

In the corner diagonally across the street is a centralized garbage disposal pool. At this time, a familiar figure is bending over and holding a wooden stick to rummage through the garbage pool, picking up garbage that can be resold!

Mother Wen!

A burst of sourness suddenly surged into his heart, and Wen Yan suddenly remembered what Wen's mother had said before.

"...Mother Wen is a working person now and has money to support herself."

He didn't ask in detail at the time, but he never expected that Mother Wen's "job" was actually picking up trash!

Several pedestrians walked past the garbage pool, covering their noses in disgust and walking faster.

Unable to bear it any longer, Wen Yan crossed the street and strode towards the garbage pool.

A woman in her thirties walked by holding a little boy of four or five years old. The former whispered: "Did you see that? You must be filial to your mother and me in the future, otherwise your mother will have to pick up garbage like her!"

"No, I don't want my mother to be a beggar." The little boy cried out loudly, "It stinks so bad, I don't want my mother to be a beggar."

The woman did not expect her son to react so violently. She hurriedly picked her son up, patted his back and comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry. Mom doesn't want to be a beggar or pick up garbage..."

As soon as the figure flashed, Wen Yan stood in front of the mother and son, and an angry voice came out: "What's wrong with picking up garbage?"

The woman stopped and looked at Wen Yan in front of her in astonishment. When he touched his eyes, she trembled all over. She felt as if she was being stared at by a hungry wolf that was going crazy with hunger, and a sense of fear suddenly rose up from her back.

The little boy turned his head and glanced at Wen Yan. He was frightened by Wen Yan's fierce eyes and turned back quickly, crying even louder.

"Xiaoyan!" Mother Wen's voice came from next to her, "Why are you blocking others? Get out of the way."

Wen Yan said coldly as if he hadn't heard anything: "If you pick up trash, you don't steal or rob, you live by your own strength. You have no right to look down on her!"

The woman shivered again, turned around and ran away with her son in her arms.

Wen Yan took a deep breath, walked to the garbage pool, reached out to pick up the rag from Wen's mother's shoulder, and felt sad.

Mother Wen smiled: "I'm used to hearing that kind of talk, I don't care."

Wen Yan took the bag from Mother Wen's hand and threw it back into the garbage pile, saying, "Don't pick it up, I'll support you."

"Come on, you just returned to the plains and you don't even have a job. How can you have money to support me?" Mother Wen laughed.

"I'll find a job tomorrow!" Wen Yan puffed up his chest and said, "The house matter has been settled. I'll find a good job tomorrow and earn money to support you!"

Mother Wen's spirit suddenly brightened: "Really? The house matter is really solved?"

"Go back and elaborate!"

Wen Yan pulled Wen's mother and left. He would feel uncomfortable if he stayed here for a second longer. Over the years, he had failed to honor his only relative, and there was no way he could let her do that again in the future!

The sky gradually darkened.

The lights in the courtyard of the orphanage were dim, and a lone electric light was on under the eaves. At the square table directly below, Wen Yan was flipping through the newspapers on the table.

It was already dark and Wen's mother had gone to bed. He wanted to take this opportunity to find out if there was any job suitable for him.

Salesperson?

Running around is tiring and troublesome, and the key is to get over it by saying a lot of things he doesn't want to say.

Catering waiter?

It doesn't seem like you can make much money from this, so let's get by with it.

The martial arts teacher is pretty good, but it’s a pity that I don’t have a teacher’s certificate or a martial arts rank certificate, so I’m passing by.

Security guard? In terms of ability, he is more than competent, but the salary is too low. I'm sorry.

…

I was flipping through the job advertisements in the newspaper vigorously when suddenly there was noisy movement outside the courtyard door.

Wen Yan listened intently for a moment, and a trembling smile emerged. He put down the newspaper in his hand, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, got up and walked towards the door.

Looking for trouble? Here you go!

Outside the gate, at the entrance of the alley, a large truck parked there at some point. People were jumping out of the truck, and in a blink of an eye, thirty or forty people had gathered, all gearing up, as if they were about to leave.

Who swallowed it alive?

A tough-looking man squatted on the roof of the car and shouted: "Brothers, please listen to me. This time I am doing something for our boss Mi. If I fail, I will never have the face to go to her again. I will just

If you don’t have the chance to hang out with a rich woman, you will lose the chance to follow my brother to live a prosperous life. Do you understand me?”

A group of people under the car responded loudly: "I understand!"

"Niu'er, if you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will break off our relationship with you from now on!" An angry voice sounded. On the other side of the large truck, the luxury car that had driven by during the day was parked quietly, and Mi Ting's sister was sitting in it.

The tough man glared at him in the cab.

"Come on, breaking off the relationship is waived, it's enough... it's almost enough to pay back the relationship, hey..."

The boy smiled strangely at Mi Ting's sister, jumped off the roof of the car, and landed safely, "That boy lost both of his legs tonight. I, Niu Xiaotian, have no shame in wandering on the street anymore! Brothers, let's go.

!”

"Although this kid Niu Xiaotian can't spit out half an ivory from his mouth, he is reliable in his work. No matter how good that guy is, he will definitely not get any good results tonight!"

A proud smile appeared on Mi Ting's sister's face. There are many things that cannot be done openly, so they have to be done secretly. She has understood this truth a long time ago.

A large group of people were about to go towards the orphanage, when suddenly someone with sharp eyes in front shouted: "Huh? Someone is coming?"