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Chapter 287 The Weird Dantian

The previous lessons were too profound, and they had to be careful this time. Wen Cheng still stood aside in case of emergency, and Liang Youshan knew that he could not help much, so he could only stand at the door and block everything that came from him.

Accidents that may disturb the room.

I sat at the door all afternoon, with the moonlight hanging high outside. Liang Youshan leaned on the door several times to see what was going on inside. Why didn't he get any reaction for so long?

In fact, Yang Xiaole thought the same way. Why was it so troublesome? He only needed to take out the bullet fragments. However, he suddenly discovered that a small bullet fragment was not the root cause of the old man's long-term headache, but another reason.

"call!"

Yang Xiaole withdrew his consciousness and spiritual power from Liang Wen's body. Wen Cheng on the side saw this and handed over a handkerchief. Yang Xiaole was not polite and picked it up to wipe the sweat that had flowed into a river.

"This situation is a bit troublesome. It seems that it is not just a simple bullet fragment compressing the brain nerves. If I guess correctly, the old man is suffering from long-term poisoning."

"What! Poisoned!"

Wen Cheng was shocked. Although he was a bodyguard, he had only been with him for more than ten years. He didn't know much about many of these things, so he could only remain silent when he heard such a diagnosis.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I'm not familiar with these situations. Otherwise, why don't we wait until the old man wakes up and ask him?"

Wen Cheng asked tentatively, and there was something in his words. The old man has not woken up yet, and they have not seen the specific results of the treatment, so Yang Xiaole, as a doctor, cannot leave easily at this time, and the Liang family is short of manpower. If Yang Xiaole is gone,

With such a helper, they will be in danger when the time comes.

"Well, I'm not worried about He Yuan. He's so scheming that he won't come out and kill him." Yang Xiaole stretched and rubbed his neck tiredly, and asked unceremoniously: "Then please help me now.

I'll prepare a room, I want to take a rest."

"Yes, I will make arrangements right now."

Wen Cheng had no doubt that he was there. He especially admired Yang Xiaole. He had maintained a continuous output of spiritual power throughout the afternoon. If it hadn't been for his profound spiritual power, he would have been squeezed out of it.

"What, how's it going?"

The door was opened, and Liang Youshan, who was sitting drowsily at the door, suddenly woke up and looked inside the door. The person lying on the bed was still lying on the bed, and there was no reaction.

"Tsk, you don't believe in me or you don't believe in yourself. If I take action, of course you will be able to catch it."

Yang Xiaole twitched his lips and smiled, but soon he couldn't hold on anymore, he was too tired. He didn't feel it just now, but now he felt unbearable when the cold wind blew on his body, as if he could be swayed by the wind at any time.

"Believe it, believe it! I believe it! Then can I go in and see my grandpa now?"

Liang Youshan was very excited. This was an old problem that had tortured his grandfather for nearly decades. If it could be solved once, of course it would be the best.

"Not yet." Yang Xiaole shook his head with a slight seriousness: "Your grandfather is still very weak, and the injury is to his head, so he can't bear the stimulation. You may have disturbed him by speaking so loudly now, so you should start with

Go out and let Wen Cheng guard it alone."

In the end, Yang Xiaole didn't tell Liang Youshan about the poisoning. He was a person who didn't understand anything, and he was so emotional and always irritable. Wouldn't knowing this kind of thing just add to the chaos?

Wen Cheng seemed to think so too. He looked at Yang Xiaole and nodded to him, approving of this concealment.

Yang Xiaole really felt like he was wasted today. Although he didn't put in much effort against He Yuan and others during the day, and he didn't put in much effort cleaning up the bullet fragments later on, he just spent too much energy looking for the toxin in the end.

The thoughtfulness of the person who poisoned the poison is really terrifying. If this happened to him, it would be difficult for him.

This is another reason why Yang Xiaole doesn't want to tell Liang Youshan about this matter. He is too emotional. If he could be poisoned for such a long time without leaving any trace, he must be someone he knows well. When the truth comes out,

I don't know how injured this brat will be.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

Yang Xiaole put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart. Only when things developed today did he realize that he was a frog in the well. An evil cultivator could be so upright. Strength was still very important. From now on, that beast He Zhongnan might really be defeated by him.

Those two lives are up.

"Quick!"

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. It was very small and restrained, without any special urging, as if it was afraid of disturbing Yang Xiaole.

Yang Xiaole carefully felt the aura of the person outside, and smiled unconsciously. This guy looked silly, but he was still quite sensitive about his grandfather.

"Come in." Yang Xiaole arranged his clothes, got off the bed, and sat on a stool. When Liang Youshan came in, he just poured the tea and handed it to him. He controlled the time very well.

"Why, are you still worried about your grandpa?"

"no."

Liang Youshan shook his head, feeling a little depressed, as if he hadn't thought about what to say yet. Yang Xiaole was not in a hurry, and silently turned his spiritual power to the left, walking around his Dantian for a few small circles, when he fell asleep.

It was only then that Liang Youshan finally made his decision.

"Brother Yang, I know you are a kind-hearted person, so I would like to ask you to help me open up the Ren and Du meridians in my body."

"Huh?" Yang Xiaole was surprised: "Ren Du Ermai? Young man, have you said you have seen too much?"

"No, I'm not joking, I'm serious."

"I know this is a bit funny, but I can feel that my Dantian can store spiritual power, but the spiritual power gained from practicing at night will disappear the next morning. I don't know why, but I can be sure

, I can practice."

Liang Youshan explained anxiously. When he first discovered this phenomenon, he was panicked. He even thought that it might be an illusion. But later he discovered that these things were true, so he could not practice and became a person who could not protect himself.

My grandfather is an ordinary person.

"If what you said is true, then these situations must not have happened for no reason," Yang Xiaole touched his chin thoughtfully, his eyes instantly penetrated Liang Youshan's body and looked directly into his Dantian Qi Palace.

Inside, there was indeed a trace of spiritual power quietly turning left. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it. Moreover, he remembered that he had checked before, and it was clear that there was no such spiritual power.

"Have you also felt that these spiritual powers can only exist in my body for one night?"
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