After Liang Chaoqun learned that the Han family had changed their heads, he immediately launched an investigation.

Unexpectedly, the specific cause of the Han family's earthquake was not found. Instead, it was found that on the day Han Yunhao celebrated his birthday, Chu Lingyun actually made a big fuss at his birthday party.

He even forced Han Yunhao to break his son's arm.

"That person is Chu Lingyun." Liang Chaoqun said slowly.

"Chu Lingyun?!" Guo Jialiang was slightly stunned for a moment, then a flash of light burst out from his eyes, and he looked at Liang Chaoqun with a sharp look.

Under Guo Jialiang's sharp eyes, Liang Chaoqun couldn't help but feel an invisible pressure coming and said quickly: "Mr. Guo, this Mr. Chu is the person in the photo on your desk."

"Haha! Hahaha!"

After receiving a positive answer, Guo Jialiang couldn't help laughing loudly, with the expression on his face extremely refreshing.

Liang Chaoqun was shocked when he saw this scene.

He has been with Guo Jialiang for four years. He rarely sees him laughing. He often has a calm expression, which makes you unable to figure out what he is thinking, and you won't even know what he is feeling at the moment.

Unexpectedly, this time, he only knew that Chu Lingyun had laughed so happily after he came back.

It seems that the relationship between Chu Lingyun and his big boss is indeed extraordinary!

"Do you know where he lives now?" Guo Jialiang stopped laughing, looked at Liang Chaoqun with excitement, and asked with anticipation.

"He lives in the suburbs." Liang Chaoqun said quickly.

Guo Jialiang nodded and tidied up his clothes for a while: "Okay, go and prepare, we will set off in an hour."

"Okay, I'll go and arrange it now."

"Well, go! But don't be too high-profile, he doesn't like these red tape very much."

Liang Chaoqun turned around and left.

The young man turned around and looked out the window again. At this moment, he looked excited and murmured: "Brother Yun, it's been five years. We haven't met for five years. Are you okay? And the Han family dares to offend Brother Yun, and they don't know how to live or die."

Speaking of this, a cold light flashed through his narrow eyes.

Just as Chu Lingyun was staring at the note in his hand attentively, a figure appeared in his courtyard.

The visitor looked at the courtyard and slowly walked to the door of the house, knocking on Chu Lingyun's door slowly.

"Um?"

Chu Lingyun was a little surprised at how anyone would come here at this time. He got up, put down the note in his hand and walked out of the bedroom.

"Old Yan?"

Looking at an old man standing outside the house, with a strong sense of righteousness between his thick eyebrows and eyes. This man was the old soldier he met on the street, Yan Zhenshan.

"Haha! My friend, please don't blame me for visiting!" Yan Zhenshan clasped his fists and said with a smile at Chu Lingyun.

"What did Mr. Yan say? If you can come here, the humble house will shine brightly. I am really honored. Please come in, please come in quickly." Chu Lingyun said with a smile, while inviting Yan Zhenshan into the house with respect.

"Haha! Then I'll disturb my friend!" Yan Zhenshan smiled heartily and went straight to the living room in the house.

Chu Lingyun lifted a stool for him, then cut a pot of tea, and poured a cup for Yan Zhenshan and himself: "Old Yan, please have tea."

"Thank you." Yan Zhenshan blew the tea leaves floating on the water cup, smelled the fragrance of tea, and took a sip, and his eyes lit up, "Well, good, good tea, good water, good craftsmanship."

"Old Yan has won the award. This tea comes from last year, and it can only be considered average. The craftsmanship is average, but the water is indeed good, it is the well water of his own home." Chu Lingyun explained lightly, but did not say that the tea was made with special techniques.

In fact, some special medicinal materials are incorporated into it.

Although it was left by the old man and it was a few years old, it was just right because it was handled well at the beginning and it was still quite medicinal.

Of course, because of the special technique and the amount added is not large, ordinary people cannot taste the special taste.

Looking at Yan Zhenshan with a good complexion, Chu Lingyun already knew why he came this time.

"Old Yan is here this time, probably because of your illness, right?" Chu Lingyun asked straight to the point.

Yan Zhenshan put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Haha! Thank you for your blessing. Since you gave me some massage that day, not only did you not get rid of your old problems in the past two days, but you even got better in your spirits."

"That's good!" Chu Lingyun nodded with a smile and said from the bottom of his heart, "I am also very happy to be able to do something for the old seniors."

Chu Lingyun admires Yan Zhenshan from the bottom of his heart.

If it weren't for the achievements of their older generation, how could there be today's beautiful Dragon Kingdom?

"My friend is too modest." Yan Zhenshan said with a smile on his face, "Last time, my friend said that if I want to get rid of my old habit, I will need two or three treatments, so I came to the door with shamelessness and asked for medical treatment."

Chu Lingyun smiled and waved his hand: "Hey! Mr. Yan's words are so heavy. If you come to me, it means that you always trust the younger generation!"

"Since Mr. Yan came here specifically today, I must also want to get rid of the illness as soon as possible. It is better to be early rather than late. Why not treat you now and let's talk about it!"

Yan Zhenshan smiled heartily: "Haha! I wish you so I dare not ask for it! That old man, I will thank my friend first."

Chu Lingyun nodded: "Old Yan, please give me your hand, I'll take your pulse first."

Yan Zhenshan didn't say much, and directly stretched out his left hand and placed it on the table.

Chu Lingyun put his finger on his wrist pulse and carefully took the pulse for him.

After a while, he had the best treatment plan in his mind, and then he let go of Yan Zhenshan's wrist and stood up: "Old Yan, sit down first, I'll give you acupuncture first when I go to the silver needle."

"Well, I'm sorry, my friend."

"Old Yan is polite, I'll be back soon."

Chu Lingyun turned around and walked into his bedroom, took out a small wooden box from the travel bag under the bed.

The wooden box looks old, and the red paint on it has been rubbed off a lot, making it look a little mottled, all of which are traces of time.

This is the silver needle that Grandpa Chu Lingyun used to treat others.

Since Mr. Chu died, the silver needle has also fallen into Chu Lingyun's hands.

Even with Chu Lingyun's vast knowledge, he could not recognize what the material of this silver needle was made of.

I only know that the needle application effect is very good and the permeability of internal force is also very good. It is definitely a rare treasure.

"Old Yan, please take off your shirt and then lie on the sofa! I want to give you acupuncture to clear your bloodlines." Chu Lingyun came to the hall and said to Yan Zhenshan with a smile.
Chapter completed!