Immortal Venerable, My Mortal Wife Has Become Immortal Venerable?

Shen Yao's old community is only one street away from Qingshui High School, which is more than 500 meters.

Along the way, Zhong Chuyu followed Shen Yao without saying a word.

When Shen Yao walked into the medical clinic, Zhong Chuyu hesitated for a while and then followed Shen Yao into the medical clinic.

After walking into the hospital, she didn't find Shen Changsheng. She couldn't help but ask, "Where is your father?"

Shen Yao put her schoolbag away and said calmly: "We should be playing mahjong next door. What's the matter? Teacher, do you want me to take you there?"

"Is that okay?" Zhong Chuyu hesitated.

"Of course!"

"Then take me to meet him."

"Okay." Shen Yao smiled sweetly and continued: "Don't worry, I will mention it to my father!"

After saying that, Shen Yao walked towards the door.

"That's a huge help."

Shen Changsheng's medical clinic is on the first floor of the entrance to the community. There are several shops nearby, making it a small business district.

Next door to the medical center is a teahouse, which specializes in chess and card entertainment, and Shen Changsheng is one of its regular customers.

Inside the teahouse, smoke filled the air, and many middle-aged and elderly people were shirtless and puffing away smoke.

Zhong Chuyu was the apple of the family's eye. How had she ever seen such a scene before? Her brows were furrowed and her right hand kept fanning in front of her nose.

Shen Yao, on the other hand, was calm and composed. She had long been accustomed to the environment here. She found Shen Changsheng in the noisy environment at a glance. She shouted to Shen Changsheng at the top of her lungs:

"Dad, Teacher Zhong has something to do with you."

"If you are not here to treat a disease, just let her wait." Shen Changsheng said without raising his head: "If you want to treat her grandfather, let her go back."

Shen Yao looked at Zhong Chuyu and blinked: "Teacher Zhong, are you sick?"

Zhong Chuyu: "?"

No, why do you still use curse words?

Zhong Chuyu looked confused: "I'm not sick, why are you asking this?"

"Since you are not sick, just wait here until my father finishes the treatment." Shen Yao said playfully.

"So that's what you meant when you asked me if I was sick!" Zhong Chuyu felt a little regretful, so she tentatively asked, "What if I said I was sick?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Yao raised her voice and said to Shen Changsheng: "Dad, Teacher Zhong is dying. Come and take a look."

Hearing this, Shen Changsheng said to the four card players: "A patient is here, I'll leave first."

Old Man Li suddenly became unhappy when he heard this: "Boy, you want to leave after you win the money!"

Shen Changsheng showed his mahjong cards to everyone, and they were all wrong cards.

"If I don't leave, I'll be fooled."

Old Man Li said with a dark face: "Go, go, go, you are really unlucky. You are so lucky. My pension is almost lost to you. By the way, go and come back quickly. There is no one here to help you."

"Of course, if I stay with you for half a day, I won't have to worry about breakfast money for a few days." Shen Changsheng said with a smile.

"Go, go, wait for you to come back and watch me kill everyone and win back all the money I lost the day before yesterday." Old Man Wu raised his eyebrows and said confidently.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Shen Changsheng didn't say anything else. He stood up and walked to Shen Yao. Seeing that Zhong Chuyu was not used to the environment here, he said calmly: "Let's go to the medical center and talk more."

Everyone returned to the hospital. Shen Changsheng sat on the recliner and asked lazily, "Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Zhong Chuyu's brain was running rapidly, thinking of the problems that had been troubling her these past few days, so she quickly said:

"I feel very sleepy these days no matter how long I sleep, and I always feel physically weak. But I am a Martial Artist. Logically speaking, a Martial Artist sleeps shorter than ordinary people..."

"Young man, you have to be restrained, just once a week is enough. You do it too often, and your yin energy is seriously lost and cannot be replenished. This will naturally happen in the long run. If you don't restrain yourself, your cultivation will be affected." Shen Changsheng just said Just one look and the reason was revealed.

"Wow, Teacher Zhong, I didn't expect you to be such a person." Shen Yao looked at Zhong Chuyu meaningfully and said playfully.

Zhong Chuyu's face turned red when she heard this, and she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. She spoke weakly, looking very unsure: "I'm still a virgin..."

"I know." Shen Changsheng said without changing his expression.

"ah?"

Zhong Chuyu and Shen Yao both opened their mouths in disbelief.

"Is this something that can be known?"

Seeing that Shen Yao looked like this, Shen Changsheng knocked Shen Yao on the head helplessly: "It seems that you are not good at medical skills. Copy the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classics at night!"

"Ah! Dad, no!" Shen Yao looked helpless.

Shen Changsheng ignored Shen Yao and continued to explain: "There are two qi of yin and yang in the human body. Before a woman's virginity, her yang qi remains constant. After sex, the yin qi decreases and the yang qi increases. The opposite is true for men. .”

Having said this, Shen Changsheng looked at Shen Yao: "This can tell whether a person is perfect or not."

Shen Yao lowered her head, thinking deeply in her head. Wouldn't it be obvious if she ate the forbidden fruit?

But there should be no one in this world who can make her eat the forbidden fruit, right?

On the other side, Zhong Chuyu lowered her head, her face flushed, and her toes were almost digging out of the three rooms and one living room. She had already guessed what Shen Changsheng was going to say next!

She wanted to go up and cover Shen Changsheng's mouth, but she didn't dare.

She was a little crazy, why did she say she was sick!

Now it seems that she thinks she is crazy.

"Although you haven't had sexual intercourse, you use your hands too much every day, which is why you have the symptoms you have now." Shen Changsheng said calmly.

Shen Yao's eyes turned playful when she looked at Zhong Chuyu: "Teacher, you must be self-disciplined."

When Zhong Chuyu heard this, she wanted to die!

Since her grandfather fell ill, her stress has doubled, and the best way to relieve her stress is through physical indulgence.

She thought she was a Martial Artist, so twice a day was more than enough, and only three times a day, but she didn't expect... Shen Changsheng could see this.

Shen Changsheng then said: "Don't do whatever you want just because you are a Martial Artist. The cultivation of Taoism is self-denial, and the same is true for martial arts. In the long run, your Martial Dao foundation will be damaged."

Hearing that Martial Dao's foundation was damaged, Zhong Chuyu didn't care about the embarrassment and quickly asked: "Then what should I do?"

"Restrain yourself and cultivate enough Yin Qi. If you want to recover quickly, I can give you a few injections." Shen Changsheng said calmly.

Zhong Chuyu said quickly: "Give me a few injections."

"One shot is one hundred and eighty-eight, three shots will cure the disease, one price, no bargaining!"

"make a deal!"

In fact, Shen Changsheng could solve Zhong Chuyu's problem with just one needle. He said three needles just to make more money.

In this way, you can take Shen Yao to soak your feet.

He has been fond of foot bathing since he was a mortal. Soaking his feet in hot water after a busy day was the most luxurious enjoyment for ordinary people at that time.

Later, after becoming an immortal, he did not forget his roots.

It's just that the water used for soaking the feet has changed from ordinary water to Jiutian Divine Water and Jiuyou Wangchuan Water.

Now I can only soak my feet with ordinary water, but with the technician's unique technique, it's actually not bad.

Back to business, he took out three silver needles from the needle bag and shot them at Zhong Chuyu.

"ah...."

Zhong Chuyu felt that the silver needle brought a warm current into her body, and the weakness in her body was swept away, and she couldn't help but let out a moan.

Shen Yao helped Zhong Chuyu take out the silver needle and asked with concern: "Teacher, are you comfortable?"

"It feels good. It would be nice if I could be penetrated a few more times!" Zhong Chuyu nodded and blurted out.

Shen Yao looked strange: "Teacher, that's another price!"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

Soon, Zhong Chuyu reacted, her face turned red, and she stamped her feet anxiously: "Shen Yao, where are you thinking! I said the silver needle!"

Shen Yao said meaningfully: "I also said Silver Needle, teacher, where are you thinking!"

"Oh, I understand, Teacher Zhong, I regard you as my teacher, but you want to be my mother!" Shen Yao pretended to understand.

Zhong Chuyu's voice became sharp: "Ah ah ah, Shen Yao, don't make fun of me!"