After divorce, the aloof female CEO regrets

The image and temperament alone are like a medicine that is hard to find in the world, making people feel refreshed and feel a little more clear-minded and open-minded.

When Yin Xinyue saw this person, the hostility in her body inexplicably dissipated a lot.

she knows.

The person in front of me should be Yunzhongxian.

"Miss Yin, I'm sorry!"

Yun Zhongxian stepped forward, bowed deeply, and sincerely apologized to Yin Xinyue: "These disciples lacked discipline and offended Miss Yin. Please don't blame her."

Seeing that he was so easy to talk to, Yin Xinyue's anger dissipated a lot.

But I haven't had time to speak yet.

Those injured disciples couldn't help shouting: "Master, she is a devil from the secret door, and she will hurt people if she disagrees with her!"

"Yes, owner of the village, why do you need to apologize to her?"

"Master, this witch must not..."

When these disciples saw Yun Zhongxian's arrival, they thought they had a backbone, so they became unscrupulous.

Didn't notice at all.

Yin Xinyue's face was as cold as frost, and she was exuding wisps of pure violence, spreading in all directions, constantly impacting.

The disciples didn't notice, but Yun Zhongxian did.

"shut up!"

As the owner of the village, Yun Zhongxian has absolute authority.

With a loud shout, everyone immediately fell silent.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yun Zhongxian glanced at everyone with a straight face and said bluntly: "I received news from the Holy Maiden of the Medicine Sect. Miss Yin is a guest from the Medicine Sect."

"If anyone dares to gossip again, don't blame me for being rude!"

The disciples who saw him lowered their heads one after another, and no one dared to provoke him again at this time.

In fact.

Yun Zhongxian has roughly guessed Yin Xinyue's identity.

However, the secret door is so tyrannical that not even an ancestor-level figure like Yan Xiao can stop Yin Xinyue, let alone Bian Que Villa, who is not good at force.

"Miss Yin..."

After reprimanding the disciples, Yun Zhongxian looked at Yin Xinyue and said kindly: "Please come in."

Yin Xinyue's strength gradually dissipated.

The lingering and vague murderous intention slowly disappeared.

then.

Yin Xinyue, led by Yun Zhongxian, arrived at the inner hall of Bianque Villa.

None of the disciples followed, and there were only three people here.

Yin Xinyue.

Yun Zhongxian.

And a middle-aged man with a kind face, who is Yun Zhongxian's close disciple, Di Rong.

"Miss Yin..."

After sitting down, Yun Zhongxian said pointedly: "On the way here, I noticed that your breath was sometimes shallow and sometimes rapid. It should be caused by the Yanyun Black Sand Palm of the ancestor of the Yan family."

"If I'm not wrong..."

"You should be the secret door master who has become famous recently."

Although Yun Zhongxian was questioning, his tone was very firm.

Yin Xinyue didn't expect it either.

The other party was able to discover so many problems just by breathing, and he obviously had ulterior motives when he revealed them at this time.

Yin Xinyue raised her head, looked at Yun Zhongxian, and said coldly: "So, the famous No. [-] Medical Immortal in Great Xia, wants to refuse treatment because I am the master of the secret sect?"

"A person who becomes a great doctor will have a heart of great compassion and compassion, and he will save all the suffering souls. He will calm his mind and calm his mind. He will have no desires or demands. He will treat everyone equally. He will do his best to save people wholeheartedly."

"Could it be..."

"Senior Yun Zhongxian, is his name just empty?"

Yin Xinyue has fallen into great paranoia.

If it weren't for Lin Tianxuan, she wouldn't have come to ask for help.

Therefore, when encountering this situation, they started to crowd in without hesitation.

After saying this.

The whole body is also shrouded in a hazy evil spirit, which may explode at any time.

"Miss Yin was joking..."

Yun Zhongxian laughed dumbly and explained: "Although I am in a remote place, I have heard about the trivial matters in the Daxia court and the ancient martial arts world."

"Daxia officials colluded with many forces in the ancient martial arts world, and they worked together to do whatever they wanted with their own power and force. The old man has been dissatisfied for many years."

"Miss Yin killed these officials and minions to eliminate harm for the people. It's too late for the old man to rejoice, so how can he feel a gap in his heart."

"Please don't say those words again."

Yin Xinyue felt relieved when she saw that his face was kind and his eyes were different. It didn't look like he was lying.

"Miss Yin, please take a seat."

"I will take your pulse right now."

After saying that, several strands of silk thread suddenly shot out from Yunzhongxian's old but lustrous hands.

Yin Xinyue only felt a coldness on her wrist, and saw the undetectable thread wrapped around her crystal wrist, beating with her pulse.

Suspension pulse diagnosis!

Yun Zhongxian has mastered such profound skills at his fingertips, and he is worthy of being called a master in Xinglin.

Immediately, Yun Zhongxian put his fingers on the silk thread to feel Yin Xinyue's pulse.

After a while.

Yun Zhongxian slowly raised his head and put away the thread.

"how?"

Yin Xinyue asked eagerly.

Yun Zhongxian said calmly: "Your heart was injured by the palm force of the ancestor of the Yan family, and the black sand poison invaded your limbs and bones. You are already terminally ill."

terminally ill!

If this were said from someone else's mouth, it would be no different than a death sentence.

But Yun Zhongxian was very calm and obviously confident.

"But..."

Sure enough, the next second he said confidently: "I have a treatment plan that is enough to get you back to your original state within a month."

One month!

Yin Xinyue couldn't wait so long.

Immediately, she said: "Master, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for another month."

"In four days, I have to go to Frandong on the continent of Oparo, a place called Bo Saixi, to participate in the competition."

With Yin Xinyue's temperament.

Even if he dies, Lin Tianxuan cannot be harmed in any way.

"This……"

Hearing her words, Yun Zhongxian frowned slightly: "Miss Yin, your injuries and poison are not trivial. If it had been a day or two later, it would have been very difficult for me to deal with it."

"It needs to be cured in just four days. Please forgive me for my inability to do so."

Speaking of it.

Yun Zhongxian shook his head and sighed, looking helpless.

"teacher……"

"Isn't there another way? Maybe we can try it!"

at this time.

Di Rong, a close disciple who had been standing nearby and quietly watching Yun Zhongxian's diagnosis and treatment, suddenly made a suggestion with doubts on his face.

When Yun Zhongxian heard what he said, his expression suddenly changed and he scolded: "What do you know? How can you talk nonsense while treating me?"

Di Rong's face froze and he backed away angrily.

Yin Xinyue noticed something.

Yun Zhongxian still has a way!

But, he doesn't want to!

Therefore, with a cold expression on her face, she looked at Yun Zhongxian and asked, "Senior Yun Zhongxian, I wonder what the disciple just said meant?"

Yun Zhongxian's eyes were wandering and he explained: "Miss Yin, please forgive me. This old disciple is not very talented and has only a half-skilled level, but he also likes to talk nonsense. Don't take it to heart."

nonsense?

Yin Xinyue doesn't believe this.

She said coldly: "Senior Yun Zhongxian, you really have a cure, why do you want to hide it from me? Do you really think I am easy to bully?"