I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 162 161. Pulse Diagnosis!

Although he didn't have much contact with Zhang Fan, his impression of Zhang Fan was very deep.

The main reason is that it doesn't matter if you don't think deeply. At the same time, Lu Yun whispered in his ear every day, and even wanted Zhang Fan to inherit the Bodhidharma consortium. It is impossible for him not to pay attention to such a person.

On the other hand, the last time he fought against Zhang Fan, he tried all his strength and couldn't take him down.

You must know that there are people who can take advantage of his subordinates, not to mention none in the whole world, but they are either well-known fighting masters, or special warfare elites trained by the country or certain organizations that spend a lot of money.

No matter what kind of person it is, at least it is a top expert who has been immersed in martial arts for more than ten years.

Fighting is a skill that pays special attention to hard work, hard work, steady child skills and ten-year concentration.

But Zhang Fan is not like a martial idiot who practices fighting every day in the octagonal cage or boxing ring, and he also has business talents that even Lu Yun praises. In the business game, even the local snakes in the magic capital can't get cheap.

The most important thing is that he is only in his 20s. It is unimaginable that such an all-rounder in civil and military affairs can reach such heights.

At the same time learning the most time-consuming and energy-consuming fighting, but also worrying about the same time-consuming and energy-consuming business, how can you still have time to study medicine?

Chen Tianhu only thought that what Zhang Fan said was casual, and at most he only knew a little about the superficial knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine for health preservation.

Chen Tianhu took out his room card and swiped open the door of the presidential suite. It has to be said that this place is very suitable for Lu Yun to recuperate secretly.

There is only this presidential suite on the entire bottom floor. Without Lu Yun's permission, outsiders can't even come here.

"You guys are here, come in." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lu Yun's voice came from the bedroom of the presidential suite.

The transparent glass curtain walls around the guest room are covered by curtains, but the whole room will not appear dark at all.

Lu Yun was sitting on the bed in the bedroom with his back leaning on the pillow at the head of the bed. There were some materials needed to handle the company's daily affairs beside the bed.

On the surface, his complexion is not bad, but if you look closely, you can obviously feel that his eye sockets are sunken a lot, and there are countless tiny red bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"I have a minor health problem. I may not be able to drink with you today."

Lu Yun shrugged his shoulders. Although he was sick, his voice was still full of energy. He even made an exaggerated grimace when he spoke, as if he didn't care about his illness.

"Uncle Lu, if you are sick, you should work less and rest in peace."

Tang Chenhao looked at the thick stack of documents beside Lu Yun, and said with concern.

"I'm fine, I just hurt my leg, Lao Chen, help us make a pot of tea." Lu Yun shouted to Chen Tianhu.

He is recuperating here, and the fewer people who know about it, the better. Except for Chen Tianhu and his personal doctor, no one else has been arranged here, nor has anyone else been here.

Chen Tianhu nodded, turned around and went out to make tea for a few people.

Zhang Fan looked intently at Lu Yun's expression. Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, hearing, and questioning. A truly experienced old Chinese medicine doctor can judge a disease in a variety of ways based on the word "Wang".

Judging from his appearance, although Lu Yun usually pays attention to his own image, his lips are faintly dark, the cheeks on both sides are also recessed a lot, and his skin is also slightly dull...

"How is your company's recruitment? It is said that there is a long queue of people who go to interview every day."

Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't speak after he came in, Lu Yun took the initiative to ask.

"The first round of recruitment has been completed, and the next recruitment will have to wait until the new company is established."

While answering the question, Zhang Fan was still observing Lu Yun's complexion, but the more he observed, the more frightened he became. Judging from his complexion alone, his illness might be a serious problem.

In addition, Chen Tianhu's mood has not been high, obviously it is not as simple as hurting his leg.

"It's really awesome to be a young man. I'm far behind you in attracting so many people to a start-up company for interviews." Lu Yun said with a smile.

"You didn't have such good resources as me to use when you started your business, or you must have done better than me."

After reading the facial expressions, Zhang Fan sat on the sofa next to Lu Yun's bed, and wanted to feel Lu Yun's pulse again.

"That is, I was poor and white back then, but there were still a large group of brothers who were willing to follow me. If it weren't for them, the Bodhidharma Group wouldn't be where it is today."

When it comes to the past, Lu Yun is still very confident.

"You also dug up Luo Yulong's team at the root?" Lu Yun frowned as he changed the subject.

Zhang Fan nodded and admitted, "That's right, after the extraordinary live broadcast is started, it's up to them to stay or stay."

"I have to remind you that the ready-made team may not be easy for you to use, and the people's hearts are the most difficult to grasp." Lu Yun reminded.

As an old fritter who has spent his whole life in the business world, Lu Yun has seen too many similar things, but he didn't need to remind Zhang Fan originally. After all, it is Zhang Fan's own company, and how it develops has nothing to do with him. .

Although Zhang Fan agreed to give him a part of the shares in the future, that was something that hadn't been written yet.

To be able to remind Zhang Fan in this way in his capacity obviously regarded him as one of his own.

"I can handle it well. I have studied some traditional Chinese medicine. Can I give you a pulse?"

Zhang Fan smiled, Lu Yun's reminder is not unreasonable, but it doesn't mean that others can't see through people's hearts, it doesn't mean he can't either, there is a "spiritual perception skill" provided by the system as a plug-in, and the people under him give him a backstab. Absolutely impossible.

"Oh? You also know medical skills?" Lu Yun asked with great interest, but still didn't reach out his hand.

"I learned from the old man at home for a while before. I took a look at your face just now. Are you in a bad mood recently and can't sleep? When you fall asleep, you feel stuffy in your chest and can't breathe?"

"And also occasionally have a splitting headache that feels like it's going to explode, and you can't concentrate on your work at all?"

Zhang Fan made up a reason why he had studied Chinese medicine, the first part he could see from Lu Yun's face, and the latter part he judged from the materials Lu Yun was throwing around.

More than one piece of information was crumpled by Lu Yun. No matter how big Lu Yun's personality was, he should not be surprised by any big things. How could these documents be made like this?
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. At this time, Chen Tianhu brewed tea and brought it to several people.

"Old Chen, there are a few bottles of good vintage wine outside, take Chen Hao out to have a look."

Lu Yun waved to Chen Tianhu and said, then he looked at Tang Chenhao, "Take back what you like, your uncle likes to collect wine, he will be happy to bring it back to him."

Tang Chenhao opened his mouth, his lively eyeballs rolled in his eye sockets, he said with a smile, "Then I won't be polite."

Without waiting for Chen Tianhu to pull him, he walked out of the bedroom first. When Chen Tianhu went out, he did not forget to lock the bedroom door.

In the quiet bedroom, only Lu Yun and Zhang Fan were left.

"Then show me, how many years can I live with this body?"

Lu Yun rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his arms in front of Zhang Fan, and asked with a light smile.

(End of this chapter)