Chen Qingyang's eyes couldn't help but glance at the man with glasses a few more times curiously, and he could see at a glance that he had internal injuries, which was by no means an ordinary person.

"Mu Feng's family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, don't look at his appearance, his medical skills are much stronger than those so-called experts." Nangong Liang said with a smile.

Nangong Liang knew that Chen Qingyang came back with a very serious internal injury a year ago, and this time he brought Chen Qingyang to see his roommate, in addition to contacting feelings, a large part of the reason was for Chen Qingyang's internal injury.

When Nangong Liang saw Mu Feng for the first time, his first sentence revealed that Nangong Liang had a hidden disease, which surprised Nangong Liang.

Huaxia traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and cutting, hoping to observe a person's complexion, Mu Feng only observed the complexion of the two people to break through the physical problems of the two people, and his medical skills are probably not simple.

"Mu Feng, why don't you take the pulse for my brother?" Nangong Liang asked, he knew that Mu Feng was very low-key, and he usually didn't show his medical skills in front of outsiders at all.

Mu Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and responded, "I'll try." ”

Familiar with Chen Qingyang, he shook his head at this time, and said with a smile: "I don't think it's necessary." ”

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Mu Feng frowned slightly, looked at Chen Qingyang and asked puzzledly, "You don't believe me?" ”

Mu Feng has followed his grandfather to learn the art of Qihuang since he was a child, and his medical skills have long been recognized by everyone in the family, and the reason why he did not choose to major in Chinese medicine in college is because the teachers in the university are not qualified to teach him anything at all.

Now Chen Qingyang actually refused his pulse, which aroused Mu Feng's good heart.

"Who are Mu Yunzheng?"

"Do you know my grandfather?" Mu Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Chen Qingyang in disbelief.

Divine Doctor Mu Jiuzhi, his name is resounding all over the country, but few people know Mu Jiuzhi's real name, and now the young man in front of him is really his grandfather's name, how can he not surprise Mu Feng?

"He once checked my pulse, and then left without saying a word." Chen Qingyang said with a wry smile.

Soon after Chen Qingyang was seriously injured, his chief Shen Hongjun used the power of the state to invite the divine doctor Mu Jiuzhi to treat his internal injuries, but Mu Jiuzhi left without saying a word after taking his pulse, obviously he had no way to cure Chen Qingyang's internal injuries.

"What?" Mu Feng's body shook slightly, "Even my grandfather can't cure your internal injuries?" ”

In Mu Feng's heart, his grandfather Mu Yunzheng is the world's first divine doctor, mastering the anti-heaven medical skills of life and death, and the self-created Nine Dragons Yin and Yang acupuncture method has already reached the peak realm, Mu Feng has seen his grandfather save a person who has been out of breath for a long time with a needle.

Even his grandfather was helpless, what kind of internal injuries did this young man in front of him suffer so badly?

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly, didn't say a word, and immediately walked to a chair and sat down, Nangong Liang saw this, knowing that Chen Qingyang didn't want to continue to entangle on this issue, after making a look at Mu Feng, he began to move on to other topics.

Nangong Liang's roommates are all hearty and frank people, and after a few cups of yellow soup, Chen Qingyang quickly integrated into their small group, talking and laughing, chatting happily.

Mu Feng was also very knowledgeable, and did not mention Chen Qingyang's internal injuries again, but from the way he looked at Chen Qingyang, it was not difficult to see that he was very curious about Chen Qingyang, and thought about whether to call his grandfather to ask about Chen Qingyang when he went back.

After a full meal, the three roommates left one after another, leaving Chen Qingyang and Nangong Liang.

"Brother Yang, there are no outsiders here, tell me about your injuries." Nangong Liang took the wine glass in front of Chen Qingyang, and then drank it all, still his face did not change.

In the past, the three Nangong Liang couldn't win against Chen Qingyang, but now after drinking a few glasses of wine, Nangong Liang obviously felt that Chen Qingyang's expression was a little strange, and it had a lot to do with his internal injuries.

"What do you want to know?" Chen Qingyang smiled bitterly, rubbed his temples with both hands, and his head was indeed a little drowsy.

"Who made you so badly injured?" Nangong Liang asked with a slight look in his eyes.

"He's been killed by me." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Nangong Liang's expression froze, and it was relieved after a long time.

Killing, in Chen Qingyang's mouth, seems to be just a trivial matter, Nangong Liang wanted to ask what Chen Qingyang had experienced over the years, but he still held back, because he knew that that experience was not good for Chen Qingyang, and it was even cruel, and he didn't want to uncover his scars again.

"Your internal injuries really can't be healed?" Nangong Liang asked.

Now that Chen Qingyang is sick all day long, Nangong Liang is really afraid that he will fall directly one day.

"God knows." Chen Qingyang said softly, his eyes flashing with a touch of helplessness.

No one knows better than Chen Qingyang about his internal injuries, almost all the tendons and veins in his body are broken, if it weren't for his physical fitness far beyond ordinary people, he would not have survived until now.

Now that he can live like a normal person, Chen Qingyang is actually very content.

"Why don't I go to my father and see if he can do anything?" Nangong Liang gritted his teeth slightly and said.

Like Chen Qingyang, Nangong Liang also has a bad relationship with his father, but for the sake of his brother, Nangong Liang can lower his head and beg his father.

Chen Qingyang directly shook his head and refused, and said: "I know that your family is very strong, they may really have a way to heal my internal injuries, but the price will definitely not be small, they can't help me for free, and I don't like to owe favors to others." ”

"Do you want to let your injuries worsen?" Nangong Liang asked unwillingly.

"Don't worry, my injuries have stabilized, as long as I don't use force, there is no problem in living for decades." Chen Qingyang said with a smile.

Nangong Liang clenched his fists slightly, his eyes flashed with determination, and he seemed to have made a decision in his heart.

Walking out of the hotel, Nangong Liang originally wanted to accompany Chen Qingyang back to the dormitory, but Chen Qingyang refused, he wanted to walk back to the dormitory alone, and by the way, familiarize himself with the environment of the new school.

It just so happened that Nangong Liang answered a phone call at this time, and he was not a mother-in-law, and left first after saying goodbye to Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang was not in a hurry, while feeling the noisy atmosphere around him, he slowly walked towards Fuhai University, which was originally only seven or eight minutes away, but it took him half an hour.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to step into the school gate, a large-scale commotion suddenly appeared in the crowd behind, which then attracted the attention of the audience.

Chen Qingyang turned around curiously, looked in the direction of the crowd, and saw a girl in simple and elegant clothes walking slowly towards him.