City: I have a perverted martial arts system

"dad--"

"grandfather--"

They exclaimed three times at the same time, and the faces of the three people in the Han family suddenly changed.

Han Qinghuai, who had unlocked the poison of Sadness Qingfeng, grabbed Luo Yan's lapel and said angrily:

"Okay, you bastard, you really have a medical problem. Prepare to spend the rest of your life in prison."

Han Zaixun also looked desperate: "Brother Luo, how...how could this happen?"

Han Xiuxiu cried so hard: "Luo Yan, if my grandpa has any trouble, I won't forgive you."

"Who asked you to treat him? You are ignorant!"

"Now you will reap the consequences!"

"Deserved it."

The doctors laughed loudly and the operating room was noisy.

Professor Feng looked at Luo Yan with a victor's attitude and sneered "hum hum" from between his teeth.

Luo Yan was very calm and turned his attention to the testing equipment not far away.

Originally, Han Qiuping's pulse was relatively weak, but after vomiting a mouthful of blood, his pulse miraculously became stronger.

Blood pressure and other indicators slowly returned to normal.

"Why, how could this happen?"

Professor Feng wiped his eyes and couldn't believe it.

All the doctors closed their mouths, looking intently at the instruments as if a restraining spell had been cast.

My mouth became O-shaped in shock.

"Isn't there something wrong with the instrument?"

A doctor went over and took a picture of the state-of-the-art equipment, but there was no change at all.

"Stop filming. Is it so difficult to admit your incompetence?"

Luo Yan spoke coldly.

He went on to explain: "The mouthful of blood that Mr. Han spat out just now was the result of me helping him clear his meridians and vomiting out all the Chen Ke that had accumulated in his organs for many years."

"As for the thick phlegm in his mouth, it was the culprit that had been blocked in his lungs for many years, causing him to have difficulty breathing."

"Now that the meridians are open and the waste in the lungs has been almost cleared, the indicators will naturally return to normal."

He laid Han Qiuping's body flat. It can be seen that his breathing was steady and his face was relaxed, just like a normal person.

"Except for the shadow on his lungs that still exists, Mr. Han's health is fine and he can get out of bed tomorrow."

He raised his hand to Han Zaixun and said, "Mr. Han, you can take Mr. Han home to rest."

"I have nothing to do here, farewell!

When the doctors saw that he never mentioned the bet, they all thought that he was too young to mention it in front of so many big names.

I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart.

But at this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded: "Little brother, wait a minute, the matter is not over yet."

Luo Yan took a look and saw that it was Gu San.

He was born in the military, had an upright character, and was the most averse to injustice in the world.

He pointed at the doctors in the room and said, "You bastards, how did you persecute these little brothers just now?"

"Aren't you going to stand on your head and eat shit?"

"Aren't you going to revoke your license and switch to traditional Chinese medicine?"

The two of them were embarrassed and regretful when they were named, and their bodies shrank back.

Finally, Gu San pointed at Professor Feng, "And you, apologize!"

Professor Feng gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Who are you? Who asked you to come in? Luo Yan hasn't said anything now. Is it your turn to point fingers here?"

Professor Feng's disciple, a man in his thirties, jumped out and reprimanded Gu San loudly.

When I saw Gu San wearing ordinary peasant clothes, I thought he was easy to bully.

"I am Gu San, a second-class veteran. I served in the army for 30 years and was honorably discharged."

Gu San pointed at Han Qiuping on the bed and said, "The one lying on the bed is my old comrade-in-arms. Do you think I am qualified to come in?"

"You think so? I'm still a first-class soldier, haha!"

The disciple sneered.

Luo Yan couldn't stand listening anymore, his eyebrows furrowed, and he ducked in front of him.

He split the tendons and bones and struck out with his hand, and the disciple's shoulders were immediately removed by him.

"ah--"

The disciple fell to his knees and screamed in agony.

"The honor of the military must not be desecrated!"

Luo Yan said coldly, and stretched out his right hand again, and the disciple's other shoulder was also removed.

The disciple's whole body convulsed, foaming at the mouth, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

"Okay, good fight!"

Gu San gave Luo Yan a thumbs up.

Professor Feng looked at Luo Yan solemnly: "What did you do to my disciple?"

Luo Yan came to him and stared at him:

"I wanted to practice medicine in your lifetime, and I originally wanted to let you go, but it's a pity that you don't know what to do!"

"Apologize!"

Luo Yan was full of murderous intent, like a cold-blooded beast. Professor Feng's heart skipped a beat and he was dizzy.

His knees collapsed and he knelt on the ground with a snap.

"Yes...I'm sorry."

"snort!"

Luo Yan put away his murderous intent and left calmly.

All the doctors were left dumbfounded and did not dare to breathe.

…

After leaving the hospital, Han Xiuxiu's voice sounded from behind.

"Luo Yan, Luo Yan, wait for me!"

Luo Yan stopped.

"Why do you keep yelling and walking away? You're so exhausted."

Han Xiuxiu finally caught up, panting.

"What?" Luo Yan asked.

"Are you going back to school, let's go together."

Luo Yan looked at the luxury car following her and nodded: "Okay."

In the car.

Han Xiuxiu seemed particularly happy because her grandfather's illness was in remission.

He pulled Luo Yan and kept chattering.

"How come I didn't know you had medical skills?"

"How could you pull me just now and walk so fast? It's faster than riding a roller coaster. It's so exciting!"

"Have you ever learned Kung Fu? You looked so majestic when you beat that doctor. Can you teach me?"

Han Xiuxiu was full of expectations.

She suddenly discovered that Luo Yan was actually quite handsome.

"Um...Classmate Han, we don't seem to be very familiar with each other, right? Don't you know what happened to me is normal?"

Indeed, although the two were both top students in No. 1 Middle School, they had never crossed paths.

One was a poor boy who was used to being bullied.

One is a rich lady who attracts much attention.

Their identities are too different.

Luo Yan didn't know Han Xiuxiu very well. After coming into contact with the Han family, he even felt a little disgusted with people from these big families.

He insisted on saving Han Qiuping just to repay his kindness.

"Don't be so rigid in your behavior. We didn't know each other before, but it's not too late to become friends now."

Han Xiuxiu said enthusiastically.

"Sorry, I'm very busy and don't have time to make friends."

"Ah, you are such a... hmph, I will ignore you."

Han Xiuxiu has been cared for by her elders since she was a child, and she is used to being coquettish.

His own conditions are also very good, as the saying goes, he is loved by thousands of people.

After receiving a few harsh words from Luo Yan, he pouted and said nothing.

She thought Luo Yan would coax her, but she didn't want Luo Yan to cross his hands and look at the scenery outside the window.

"Is the scenery as beautiful as mine? I'm sick!"

She cursed.

Silent all the way, the two returned to school.

"Classmate Han, wait."

Just as they were about to leave, Luo Yan called Han Xiuxiu to stop.

Han Xiuxiu raised her dark eyebrows and said arrogantly: "What are you doing?"

Humph, you just pretended not to care, but now you can't help but tease me, right?

The charm of beautiful women is indeed endless!

Luo Yan took out a piece of paper from his schoolbag and wrote and drew on it.

Han Xiuxiu's heart skipped a beat, "Should you write me a love letter? Should I agree... Oops, my head is so messed up."

Luo Yan finished writing and handed it to Han Xiuxiu.

"Give this prescription to your grandfather, decoct it and take it every day. I'll go find him again in a week."

After he finished speaking, he entered the school without looking back.

"It turns out it's a prescription, not a love letter."

Han Xiuxiu was a little embarrassed and a little lost. Looking at Luo Yan's back, her thoughts were confused.

When the two got off the same car, Luo Yan handed Han Xiuxiu a "love letter" again, and was seen by a boy standing in the corridor.

The man's eyes widened and he felt incredible.

"Okay, it turns out that Han Xiuxiu and Luo Yan are involved, and they hide it well enough."

"No wonder Han Xiuxiu is becoming more and more indifferent to the boss."

"No wonder Luo Yan dared to go against Fei Bin because he relied on the big tree of the Han family."

"Such important information must be told to the boss."

"Haha, you are as smart as me."

This boy is immersed in narcissism and cannot extricate himself.