Xia Xueqing was really frightened by Wang Ke, she had just lost her master, she was too worried about her senior brother's accident.

She carried Wang Ke back to the bedroom, carefully put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and said, "Senior brother, don't move, I'll go find Hu Langzhong." ”

Where did Wang Ke dare to look at Lang Zhong, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold her, and said, "Senior sister, you don't need to go to Lang Zhong, you can talk to me for a while." ”

Xia Xueqing was mistaken, thinking that Wang Ke was going to confess some last words, her nose was sore, and tears flowed down again. She gently parted Wang Ke's hand, put it back in the quilt, and said softly: "Senior brother, don't think nonsense, Hu Lang has excellent Chinese medicine skills, you will definitely be fine." Lie down first, and I'll come when I go. With that, he hurried away.

"It's dead!"

Wang Ke was completely dumbfounded, and was thinking about countermeasures when he saw Xia Xueqing go and return, and the heart he had just lifted was put down again.

Unexpectedly, Xia Xueqing said: "Senior brother, don't worry, I have asked someone to invite Hu Langzhong, and he will be there later." ”

Only then did Wang Ke remember that there were not only two of them in the martial arts hall, but also a group of apprentices in the front yard.

"I knew this was the case, what kind of serious injury did I pretend, why don't I make it clear to her?"

Wang Ke quickly denied this idea, pinched his face and received a slap, just now he rubbed in someone's arms for a long time, and he had to be chopped alive.

"Maybe the injuries on my body are not healed, and the freedom to move is all the benefits of crossing, so I am not afraid of seeing any Langzhong. Wang Ke comforted himself in his heart.

Xia Xueqing saw that his brows were sometimes frowning and sometimes relaxed, thinking that Wang Ke was being tortured by the pain, and was so anxious that she looked out of the window from time to time.

After about a pillar of incense, Hu Langzhong finally appeared in Xia Xueqing's expectant gaze, and as soon as he entered the door, he said: "Miss Xia, didn't the old man deliberately explain that he didn't let the Wang Pavilion Master get out of bed and move, why did he go to fight Shao Shuai again?

Xia Xueqing saw that he already knew, so she didn't explain in detail, but said: "Please also ask Mr. Hu to rejuvenate again!"

Hu Langzhong came to Wang Ke's bed, didn't even put the medicine box, and stretched out his hand to call Wang Ke's pulse.

Wang Ke saw that Hu Langzhong was in his fifties, and thought that he couldn't deceive him, so he said: "Mr. Hu, I have rested for these times, and I feel much better, so I don't need to watch it." ”

Hu Langzhong turned his face and said: "If the patient knows whether he is good or not, what do you want me to wait for Langzhong to do? Don't shy away from the doctor, stretch out your hand!"

Wang Ke had no choice but to stretch out his hand with a bitter face, and Hu Langzhong's three fingers lightly rested on his veins, but he frowned after a breath.

Xia Xueqing was shocked when she saw this, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Hu, is my senior brother's injury serious?"

Lieutenant General Hu Lang waved his other hand, signaling her not to speak, then closed his eyes and frowned, and carefully checked his pulse.

After the tea, Hu Langzhong finally opened his eyes and said with a heavy face: "Impossible, the old man will look at your injuries again." As he spoke, he reached out to untie Wang Ke's clothes.

Although they are senior brothers and sisters, and they are worried about Wang Ke's injury, but after all, there is a difference between men and women, Xia Xueqing hurriedly turned her back.

Seeing this, Wang Ke hurriedly grabbed Hu Langzhong's hand and said, "Mr. Hu, you don't need to undress yourself, I really feel better." As he spoke, he desperately glanced at him, hoping that Hu Langzhong would let him go.

Unexpectedly, Hu Langzhong turned a blind eye, and without saying anything, he slapped Wang Ke's hand aside, and then untied his clothes with three strokes and five divisions, and his movements were so fast that he didn't look like an old man in his fifties at all.

"I hate Zhongzhou, where everyone knows martial arts!" Wang Ke screamed in his heart.

Xia Xueqing was worried about Wang Ke's injury, but it was inconvenient to see it in person due to the prevention of men and women, and she was anxious when she suddenly heard Hu Langzhong exclaimed.

She thought that Wang Ke's injury was really aggravated, so she couldn't care about being shy and turned to look, but saw that the skin on Wang Ke's chest was white, and there was not even a little bruise, which looked like an injury.

Sure enough, I only heard Hu Langzhong say: "The old man just found out that your pulse is calm, and I don't believe it, I didn't expect it to be really cured, it's really strange!"

Xia Xueqing didn't know that Wang Ke's style just now was all pretended, and a pair of wonderful eyes almost erupted into flames, glaring at Wang Ke fiercely.

Wang Ke didn't dare to look at her, so he only pretended to be confused and asked, "Then according to what Mr. saw, why did I recover so quickly?"

This is also what Wang Ke is puzzled about, he can only be regarded as a soul piercing, but he doesn't know how to recover from this physical injury.

Hu Langzhong said: "The old man looked at your injury before, even if the medicine is correct, at least you have to rest for more than a month to heal." But now that you have a calm pulse and no external injuries, I'm afraid there is only one explanation. ”

Wang Ke asked very cooperatively, "Please give me advice!"

"There must be a martial arts master who uses his internal strength to heal you!"

Hu Lang is not shocking in Chinese, and he swears endlessly.

Wang Ke directly gave him a roll of the eyes, how could he think that this Hu Langzhong was unreliable, but he heard him say: "When the old man was studying medicine, the first master once talked about the pulse after the internal strength healed the injury, which is exactly in line with you. ”

Hu Langzhong then crackled and said a lot of professional terms, and he heard Wang Ke and the two of them covered with clouds and mountains.

Xia Xueqing said suspiciously: "How do we know any martial arts masters, and except for the hour when I decocted the medicine, I have always been by my senior brother's side, and no one has come." ”

Hu Langzhong said with admiration on his face: "For a true master, half an hour is enough. As for his origin, maybe the road is uneven, and he rises to draw a knife, this kind of master of the rivers and lakes is not something we can deal with with common sense. It's a pity that I didn't get to see the real face, which is a big pity. He shook his head regretfully.

Xia Xueqing nodded, and asked casually, "Then, according to Mr., is it possible for my senior brother to relapse from his injury?"

"If it relapses, what kind of master is it called? Hu Langzhong said.

"Well, it's not hurt, it's good, it's really good. Xia Xueqing tapped her head, and her eyes shot out like a knife.

Hu Langzhong got up to say goodbye, Wang Kezi couldn't pretend anymore, so he had to get out of bed to see him off, and he didn't even dare to look at Xia Xueqing......

Xia Xueqing sent Hu Langzhong away with a smile on her face as if she was fine, turned around and said with a frosty face, "Senior brother, your injuries are not healed yet, do you need me to help you take a look at them?"

Wang Ke took a few steps back and said with a dry smile: "That, don't bother the junior sister." ”

"It's okay, no trouble. Xia Xueqing moved her wrist and walked towards him.

Wang Ke suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed behind Xia Xueqing, shouting, "There is a superman!"

Xia Xueqing was really fooled, turned her head to look but there was nothing, and when she turned back, she saw that Wang Ke was about to run into the backyard, and shouted angrily: "Wang Ke, I'm going to kill you!"

The apprentices watched in amazement as the two of them chased away, and after a while, they heard the voice of the hall master's sparing life, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts: "Could it be that the highest kung fu in the Nanxiang Martial Arts Pavilion is Miss Xia?"