"Hehe! Old Chief, how about it? Is Chu Xiaoyou's handwriting particularly beautiful? Don't you feel the look of a master?" Yan Zhenshan smiled from the side.

Although this was a bit exaggerated, Luo Yanjun couldn't help but nodded when he thought of Chu Lingyun's age, which was considered to be acknowledging Yan Zhenshan's statement.

Seeing Luo Yanjun's reaction, Yan Zhenshan suddenly turned his eyes and laughed: "Old leader, after you take this medicine, remember to give me this prescription so that I can keep it and appreciate it."

"Give it to you?" Luo Yanjun glared at him fiercely, "Don't even think about it, I'll stay!"

"Old leader, don't you like calligraphy and painting very much?" Yan Zhenshan said depressedly.

"Who said I don't like it anymore?" Luo Yanjun suddenly realized that Yan Zhenshan obviously knew what he thought.

He also cooperated and curled his lips: "I just don't like it. Mr. Chu's handwriting is exactly the style I like, so, don't think about it there. Otherwise, be careful of my horse whip to serve you!"

Yan Zhenshan immediately looked like he was crying but without tears, and said with resentment: "Old leader, everyone is so old, and they still threaten me with a horse whip? You are too much."

"Who is not old? You are my soldier for one day and my soldier for the rest of your life." After Luo Yanjun finished speaking, a smile appeared on his face, "Okay, don't act like that. How about giving you two bottles of Maotai I treasure after I go back?"

"Treasure Maotai?!" As soon as Yan Zhenshan heard the wine, he immediately looked up and said, "Haha! This is what you said, I will remember it for you, remember it for you."

Luo Yanjun patted Yan Zhenshan's arm with a smile and said confidently: "Don't worry! Is there still a time when what I said doesn't count?"

Seeing the two people who had a total of about 150, still making noise about the words they wrote casually there, Chu Lingyun couldn't help but smile.

After a while, the two old men who were already joking finally reached an agreement and calmed down a little.

When they noticed that Chu Lingyun was looking at them with a smile on his face, they couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

However, the two of them had never seen any storms and waves, and they returned to normal in a blink of an eye. "I didn't expect that Mr. Chu not only had excellent medical skills, but also wrote so well. I really don't know which gentleman could cultivate talents like you."

Luo Yanjun was a little anxious to understand who Chu Lingyun’s master was, and who could actually cultivate such a powerful disciple.

"All these were learned from my grandfather." Chu Lingyun told the truth.

"Your grandpa?" Luo Yanjun was even more amazed, "It turns out that it is the origin of family education. No wonder no wonder!"

Chu Lingyun nodded softly, then said sadly: "Well, but he had passed away five years ago."

When he thought of his grandfather, he couldn't help but look nostalgic in his eyes.

If it weren't for grandfather's training at all costs, then there would be no such achievements as Chu Lingyun today.

"I'm sorry, I took the liberty." Luo Yanjun said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's been many years since the incident." Chu Lingyun smiled and shook her head, and said indifferently.

Next, Chu Lingyun chatted with the two old men very casually until they drank three pots of tea in a row that they finished the topic and prepared to say goodbye.

Luo Yanjun stood at the door and bowed and said, "Mr. Chu, I was disturbed today! Thank you again for treating my leg disease that has been bothering me for many years, thank you!"

"No need to thank you. However, Mr. Luo, remember to notify me before taking the medicine. Your leg disease needs multiple treatments." Chu Lingyun reminded with a smile.

He estimated that Luo Yanjun would need at least five to six acupuncture, take Chinese medicine for about one or two months, apply some medicine on his legs, and cooperate with necessary massage and exercise to completely cure and return to normal state.

Of course, if his cultivation level is at its peak, the time will be shortened a lot.

"Well, I understand!" Luo Yanjun nodded and said that he had written it down. Then he seemed to have thought of something again, so hesitated for a moment and sincerely invited:

"Mr. Chu, I want to invite you to my house next week. First, I want to thank you, and second, I feel that I have a good time talking with you. I want to have a good conversation with you again and ask for advice."

"Please come here. We will have a good chat at that time. I wonder what you think?"

"Okay, I'll disturb you by then." Chu Lingyun said immediately without any hesitation.

The reason why he agreed so readily was because Chu Lingyun considered that he would also have to acupuncture for Luo Yanjun next week, either in himself or in his house, so there was no need to reject the good intentions of the old man.

"Okay, then I'll make up for it. See you all the time!" Luo Yanjun was very happy to see Chu Lingyun agree so readily.

He is now very good at Chu Lingyun's senses, and his eyes are full of satisfaction.

During the chat just now, they talked about from economy to military, and from military to people's livelihood. Even with Luo Yanjun's insight, they couldn't help but admire Chu Lingyun's insights.

Chu Lingyun didn't say much, but whenever he spoke, he often hit the point.

In Luo Yanjun's eyes, this is a completely versatile talent.

Especially the aura that only an iron-blooded soldier can possess on Chu Lingyun also made him like it very much.

That's why he was specially invited to visit his home.

When Yan Zhenshan heard Luo Yanjun invite Chu Lingyun to be a guest, he didn't think anything was wrong.

In his eyes, this seems to be the case.

However, the two bodyguards behind him were not calm.

In short, after they came down from the army, they had been serving as guards by Luo Yanjun for seven or eight years.

In the past seven or eight years, they have never seen Mr. Luo take the initiative to invite anyone to their homes.

Today, I made an exception for a young man in his early twenties like Chu Lingyun. If those top rich men who beg their father to sue her grandmother and want to meet Mr. Luo, or politicians who know, I wonder what they should think?

After saying goodbye to Luo Yanjun and the other two, Chu Lingyun returned to his house, boiled a pair of medicine and took it.

Since the injury occurred at the Han family last time, he has a vague premonition in his heart.

In addition, after healing Luo Yanjun's injuries just now and consuming a lot of energy, Chu Lingyun felt that his internal energy of suppressing the poison had slightly loosened.

If this continues, it is estimated that within half a year, I will no longer be able to suppress the toxicity in my body.
Chapter completed!