She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"Thanks to the great love of Alliance Leader Hua, if I need anything in the future, I will definitely ask."

Looking at Hua Yingwu with a solemn expression in front of him, Chen Pingan appreciated and admired this man more and more.

Although he holds a high position, he still acts with such magnanimity. Such people are rare in the world.

Moreover, what excites Chen Pingan the most is what Hua Yingwu just said, because whether it is the guidance or friendship of the number one master in Jiangnan, it is what everyone in Jiangnan dreams of, and Chen Pingan can get it at his fingertips.

"Little friend Chen, in addition to repaying my kindness, I actually want to ask for something else when I come here this time."

Hua Yingwu looked at Chen Ping'an with an increasingly serious expression.

"Leader Hua, if you have any requests, just ask me. If I can do it, I will do it." Chen Pingan nodded and agreed upon hearing this.

"A few years ago, I fought against someone. Although I was lucky enough to defeat him, I was also injured by him."

"Therefore, the old illness remains. Whenever it is cloudy and rainy, the meridians all over my body feel like they are being bitten by thousands of insects. It is very painful. In addition, in the past few years since I was injured, I have not made any progress. In order to cure my injury, I found I have tried all the famous doctors in the world but can only provide relief, and even found the holy monk Wu Zen, but still no cure."

"Until today, when I went to see Holy Monk Wuchan, I learned from Holy Monk Wuchan that you might be able to cure my injury, so I asked you to take action."

Hua Yingwu slowly revealed his second reason for looking for Chen Pingan.

"I also ask Leader Hua to follow me inside and let me check first. If I can cure it, I will definitely take action with all my strength."

After Chen Ping'an learned that Hua Yingwu's injury could not be cured even by the holy monk Wuchan, the expression on Chen Ping'an's face gradually became serious.

He had seen the medical skills of the holy monk Wu Chan. It is no exaggeration to say that the medical skills of the holy monk Wu Chan were the highest among Chen Ping'an in his life.

Therefore, after learning that the holy monk Wu Chan failed to cure Hua Yingwu's injury, Chen Ping'an did not dare to make a guarantee.

"There is a quiet room in the orphanage. You two can come with me."

The director, who heard the conversation between the two, took the initiative to lead everyone to a relatively secluded room inside the orphanage.

After Hua Yingwu sat down, Chen Pingan took the initiative to come to him and help him diagnose his pulse.

But the moment he put his hand on the opponent's pulse and saw the opponent's injury, Chen Ping'an's brows seemed to be knotted.

"There is no need to be stressed, little friend Chen. I know how difficult it is to treat my injury, and I have already prepared myself mentally that it will never be cured."

Noticing the change in the expression on Chen Pingan's face, Hua Yingwu couldn't help but frown slightly, but soon regained his composure.

"Leader Hua has misunderstood. It's not that your injury cannot be cured, but that it is too difficult to cure."

"If my guess is correct, the strength of the person who fought against the leader of the Chinese Alliance should have reached the innate realm, or even above it, and the skills he learned were very sinister, right?"

Chen Ping'an sighed softly. When he saw Hua Yingwu's injuries, he finally understood why Monk Wuchan had no way to cure him.

Because Hua Yingwu's meridians have been completely injured by the cold air of the man who learned the evil skills. It is because of this cold air that Hua Yingwu suffers unbearably every time it rains on cloudy days.

That is to say, Hua Yingwu himself is very powerful. Otherwise, he would never be alive now.

There is only one way in this world that can cure Hua Yingwu's injury at this moment, and that is to use the Seven Ultimate Yanyang Acupuncture Method in the Kowloon Medical Code, coupled with several top elixirs.

Chen Pingan, who holds the Kowloon Medical Codex, does know this kind of acupuncture, but it takes seven golden needles to completely cure Hua Yingwu, and Chen Ping only has six in his hands now.

"Is Xiaoyou Chen missing something or some medicine?"

Hearing this, Hua Yingwu suddenly expressed surprise. Although his injury would not endanger his life, it tortured him all the time and made his state of mind unfulfilled in the past few years. This was absolutely unacceptable to Hua Yingwu. of.

Because he must continue to improve and improve his realm. Only in this way can he fulfill his long-cherished wish and accomplish that big thing, a big thing that concerns the national martial arts world.

"I need the seventh dragon burial needle."

Chen Pingan nodded, knowing that Hua Yingwu acted openly and did not hide his identity.

"So it is, so it is!"

"No wonder my little friend was able to cure my stubborn disease that made famous doctors all over the country and even the most famous monks unable to cure me. It turns out that my little friend is the heir of the Dragon Burying Ring!"

After learning Chen Pingan's identity, Hua Yingwu's face showed excitement and appreciation.

If he wants to fulfill his long-cherished wish, he needs to meet three conditions. The first is to become the strongest person in Jiangnan and gain unparalleled status and voice in Jiangnan. The second is to cure his injuries. The third is to find someone who can only trust and Strength, talent, and parallelism are all young people who are the best choice.

Now, he has already met the first condition, and the second condition is just around the corner. The third condition is what worries him the most, because such a thing is rare in the world, but today he found it.