Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 438 Father's Injury
Her words showed that she saw the difficulty of Yu Luocha and Qinglong.

But it also shows that he knows nothing about the changes in his son.

Leng Yi was also shocked by his parents just now, the two of them are not as simple as ordinary farmers.

They are all masters!

The mother's qi and blood are strong, and there is a terrifying power in her body, at least she is an acquired master with true qi.

And the father should be stronger, but was seriously injured.

The cough was caused by his injury.

In the past, I only felt that my mother had an excellent temperament, never quarreled with others, and seemed calm and temperless.

Only then did I realize that she didn't bother to quarrel with ordinary people.

And the reason why my father didn't want to talk more was because of his injury, the cold air in his lungs, lingering, must be the work of a peerless powerhouse.

Hearing what his mother said, he collected his mind, held his mother's arm, and sat on the edge of the kang.

He explained to her solemnly:

"Mom, why don't you believe me? It's really making money! You've earned [-] million just from seeing a doctor, and the cars outside are all given away by others!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll give you a diagnosis immediately. My dad's injury is a bit troublesome, but your injury is too simple!"

When he spoke, he was ready to signal his mother's pulse.

But she dodged it without leaving a trace and looked at Leng Yi with eyes full of doubts and curiosity. Then she became extremely shocked and stood up suddenly.

"You...how did you...be able to practice?"

Her eyes were full of disbelief, she stared fixedly at Leng Yi's face, terrified.

Leng Fengkuang, who was sitting on a solid wooden stool, stood up abruptly, strode up to his son, and looked him up and down.

Suddenly his face turned pale and he coughed suddenly.

Coughing violently, almost coughing out the lungs, and the muscles of the whole body twitched.

Leng Yi grabbed his right arm and placed his left hand on his back, and the true energy poured into his body continuously.

In an instant, he felt that there was a palm-sized area in the center of his lungs, like ice, releasing endless cold air, impacting the entire lungs.

Even the heart is in shock.

If it wasn't for his strength, he would probably have died in the first place.

He was using his powerful qi to suppress his injuries all the time, and worked hard to survive.

He has no time to pay attention to the grievances of his parents and elders.

Immediately ordered:
"Qinglong, go outside immediately, close all windows, don't break the glass!"

"Yes, son!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Qinglong immediately clasped his fists in salute and walked outside.

"Jade Rakshasa, go out with your mother and boil a large pot of water. I will use it later! Mom, stop stewing the meat. I will cook for you later!"

The unquestionable expression on Leng Yi's face made Cui Fengxia feel irreversible.

He took a deep look at his son and prepared to follow him outside.

"Yes, son!"

Yu Luocha was the same as Qinglong, without thinking too much, she just clasped her fists in agreement and strode outside.

As Cui Fengxia walked, she looked at her son and husband, as if she was afraid that something might happen to them.

When you close the door, don't forget to look through the window.

After everyone went out, Leng Yi saw his father relaxed a lot before letting go, standing in front of him, and said solemnly:

"Father, if you want to talk about the grievances and grievances of your previous generation, I will listen. If you don't want to talk, I won't ask more. But, you are my father, and I must let you live for a long time."

"I'm going to give you a detailed examination to determine the extent of the injury, and start treatment today. Whether you believe it or not, anyway, you can't beat me now, so you must listen to me!"

What he said was strong and domineering.

Didn't even care that he was his father.

After finishing the words, she stood quietly in front of him, waiting for him to digest this amazing news.

No matter who it is, they will be shocked when they see their son change suddenly, and they need time to react.

What's more, Leng Fengkuang, who has countless secrets in his heart, has his eyes fixed on his son's face, his lips are tightly pursed, and his expression is solemn.

Qinglong, who closed the front and rear windows, couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the young master and the master looking at each other without saying a word for a long time.

This relationship is very delicate!
Go into the kitchen and help boil water.

It was the first time he had seen a big pot in the countryside, and he felt that it could cook a pig.

The chicken stewed with mushrooms inside is fragrant, and the taste of chicken is different from that in the city.

Accompanied by the fragrance of mushrooms, it permeates the small kitchen.

"I'll come, mistress!"

Seeing that Cui Fengxia was restless, Qinglong took a wooden spoon and an aluminum basin, looked outside, took it and said.

Immediately, the large spoon fell into the dishes, and they were all served.

The busyness outside is completely different from the solemnity in the room.

Leng Yi stood in front of his father with a calm expression and eyes as calm as water, watching him quietly.

Lengfengkuang has not coughed for more than 5 minutes, which is definitely the longest time.

He knew very well that his son's true energy just now helped him suppress the increasingly powerful cold energy.

There was even an illusion that his son might really heal his injuries and save his life.

His gaze gradually softened, and he slowly sat upright, sitting upright on the edge of the kang.

Immediately, he opened his mouth slowly and said:

"I don't know what you think, and I don't know whether you have medical skills. I don't even know where you heard the nonsense. But, you are my cold-tempered son after all!"

"I believe that you can alleviate my situation, so let it go. I will bear any pain!"

As a former warrior, if he couldn't bear even a little pain, he wouldn't be able to live for so many years.

Hearing this, Leng Yi couldn't help showing a smile on his face, grabbed his father's hand, and said happily:

"Dad, my son will always be your son. Don't worry, I will use all means to remove the injuries on your body and make you back to normal!"

He no longer mentioned the past, nor asked the source of the injury.

With his right hand resting on his arm, he cut the pulse quietly.

Not only the palm prints on the abdomen, but also the abdomen, the back of the heart, and the thighs.It's just that the causes of the injuries that didn't show up were different.

Some are sword wounds, some are ice palms, and some are fire poison.

I really don't know what happened back then, my father would suffer so many injuries, and he would live in seclusion in the Great Wall Mansion, avoiding other people's attention.

There were various guesses in my mind, but I didn't ask any questions.

He said softly:

"Dad, take off your clothes, I want to take a closer look and find a cure!"

While speaking, he helped take off his gray half sleeves and black pants.

It's just that when he saw his skin, Leng Yi burst out with an uncontrollable murderous intent.

The front and rear glass clattered, the tea mug on the round table vibrated constantly, and various murals kept beating against the wall.

Anger, hatred, and murderous intent kept lingering in his heart, which was hard to contain.

Feeling that his mood was not right, Leng Fengkuang lying on the kang suddenly said:

"It's all in the past, you should heal your wounds first!"

The voice is calm, without any waves!
(End of this chapter)