Chen Qingyang couldn't help but look at the man wearing glasses curiously for a few more times. He could tell at a glance that he had internal injuries, which was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Mu Feng's family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine. Don't look at his gentle and gentle appearance, his medical skills are much better than those so-called experts." Nangong Liang laughed.

Nangong Liang knew that Chen Qingyang came back a year ago with severe internal injuries. This time, he brought Chen Qingyang to see his roommate. In addition to contacting his relationship, most of the reasons were for Chen Qingyang's internal injuries.

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

Chinese traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, hearing, asking, and scrutiny, and observing one's face. Mu Feng just observes the appearance of two people and reveals the physical problems of two people in one sentence. His medical skills are probably really not simple.

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

Mu Feng hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded and replied: "I'll give it a try."

Knowing Chen Qingyang, he shook his head and smiled and said, "I don't think I need it anymore."

Mu Feng frowned slightly, looked at Chen Qingyang and asked in confusion: "Don't you believe me?"

Mu Feng has learned Qi Huang's skills from his grandfather since he was a child. His medical skills have long been recognized by the family. The reason why he did not choose the Chinese medicine major in college is because the university teachers are not qualified to teach him anything.

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

"Who is Mu Yunzheng you?"

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

The genius doctor Mu Jiuzhi has his name all over the country, but few people know Mu Jiuzhi's real name. Now the young man in front of him is actually his grandfather's name. How can Mu Feng not be surprised?

"He took my pulse for me, and then left without saying a word." Chen Qingyang said with a wry smile.

Shortly after Chen Qingyang was seriously injured, his leader Shen Hongjun used national power to invite the miracle doctor Mu Jiuqi to treat his internal injuries. However, after Mu Jiuqi took his pulse for him, he left without saying a word. 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 number one miracle doctor. He mastered the heavenly medical skills of life and death, human flesh and bones. The self-created Nine Dragon Yin-Yang acupuncture technique has long reached its peak. Mu Feng once saw his grandfather rescue a man who had been dead for a long time with one injection.

Even his grandfather was helpless. What kind of internal injuries did the young man in front of him suffer from such a serious internal injury?

Chen Qingyang nodded slightly, without saying a word, then walked to a chair and sat down. Seeing this, Nangong Liang knew that Chen Qingyang didn't want to continue to get involved in this issue. After giving Mu Feng a wink, he began to change other topics.

Nangong Liang's roommates were cheerful and frank people. After drinking a few cups of yellow soup, Chen Qingyang quickly integrated into their small group, talking and laughing, and having a lot of fun.

Mu Feng was also very tactful and did not mention Chen Qingyang's internal injuries anymore. However, from his eyes when he looked at Chen Qingyang, it was not difficult to see that he was very curious about Chen Qingyang, thinking about whether to call his grandfather to ask about Chen Qingyang when he went back.

After a lot of wine and meals, the three roommates left one after another when they had something to do, leaving Chen Qingyang and Nangong Liang behind.

"Brother Yang, there are no outsiders here. Let me tell me about your injuries." Nangong Liang took the wine glass in front of Chen Qingyang, then drank it all, but his face remained unchanged.

If it were the past, the three Nangong Liang could not beat 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 seemed that 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 caused you so seriously?" Nangong Liang asked with a slight look in his eyes.

"He has been killed by me." Chen Qingyang said lightly.

Nangong Liang's expression stagnated and it took a long time to soothe.

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

"Your internal injuries are really not cured?" Nangong Liang asked.

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

"God knows." Chen Qingyang said softly, with a helpless look flashing in his eyes.

No one knows better about his internal injuries than Chen Qingyang. Almost all the tendons and veins in his body were broken. If his physical fitness was not far beyond ordinary people, he would not have lived to this day.

Chen Qingyang is actually very content to be able to live like a normal person now.

"How about I go and find my father and see if he can do it?" Nangong Liang said with a gritted teeth.

Like Chen Qingyang, Nangong Liang had a bad relationship with his father, but for his brother, Nangong Liang could lower his head and beg for his father.

Chen Qingyang shook his head and refused, saying, "I know your family is very powerful. They may really have a way to cure my internal injuries, but the price will never be small. They cannot help me for free, and I don't like to owe others favors."

"Can you let your injuries worsen?" Nangong Liang asked unwillingly.

"Don't worry, my injuries have stabilized. As long as you don't use force, it's still okay to live for decades." Chen Qingyang laughed.

Nangong Liang clenched his fists slightly, and a firm look flashed in his eyes. He seemed to have made a decision in his heart.

After 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 get familiar with the environment of the new school.

It just so happened that Nangong Liang answered a call at this time. He didn't even have a mother-in-law, so he said goodbye to Chen Qingyang and left first.

Chen Qingyang was not in a hurry. While feeling the noisy atmosphere around him, he slowly walked towards Fuhai University. It took him half an hour to go for only seven or eight minutes.

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