The autumn wind is whistling, and the weather is getting cooler. Fortunately, it has not been a rainy day, and today is a day with soft sunshine.

In the pavilion that looked a little quaint, Thirteen sat in a wheelchair and basked in the sun, drank tea, and enjoyed the scenery in the courtyard wall.

Although the two doctors had a strange technique, the healing effect was still very good. Thanks to the application of medicine and massage twice a day in the morning and evening, after half a month, Thirteen's injury had been healed, and he could even use some strength to control his hands and feet. However, if you want to stand up, you may have to take care of it for a while.

Therefore, he only had one more activity every day - basking in the sun. Even though it was also a boring thing, he still enjoyed much more than being stuck in the house every day.

I slowly picked up the tea cup and when the cup reached my mouth, most of the tea had been sprinkled. However, Thirteen didn't care at all, and I still enjoyed it very much. I squinted my eyes and slowly savored the fragrance that lingers between my lips and teeth.

Zhang Yanming appeared behind Thirteen at some point. Looking at his condition, he couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems that you are enjoying your current life."

"It's very enjoyable." Without looking back, Thirteen slowly put the teacup on the table, "No need to consider three meals a day, and someone is serving him. This kind of life is what I want most."

"You are enjoying it, but I'm running around and can't rest." Zhang Yanming sat cross-legged on the round cushion and glanced at the empty low table, "Don't you pour me a cup?"

Shisan shook his weak arm and complained: "Gan Linliang, do it yourself. Lin is in this state, and it will take a long time to pour a cup for himself."

The tea was already cold. Zhang Yanming just took a sip, frowned, and then put down the cup: "I heard you vomited blood some time ago? But the doctor did not have any internal injuries or internal organ injuries when he was examined. What's going on?"

Thirteen moved his butt a few times, changed into a more comfortable position, and said indifferently: "Are you scared by you?"

"I was scared? Why did I scare you so much that I vomited blood?" Zhang Yanming's eyes were full of innocentness.

"Gan Linliang, didn't you say last time that there are many enemies in the forest that are very comfortable to live. If they knew that I was still alive, as I am now, who would not be dead?!"

"Then what."

After looking around and confirming that there was no one, Thirteen Gods said mysteriously: "Do you remember Lin's practice of the Qingnang Sutra? That is my unique skill that I have not passed on to Shennong Valley. The magical use is hard to describe."

"Of course I remember." Zhang Yanming's eyes flashed with strangeness, but he said jokingly, "When you were a child, you told me that you would teach me after you have mastered it. Unfortunately, we got together for a long time, so I lost an opportunity to practice my unique skills."

Speaking of the past, all kinds of regrets from the past came to my mind inadvertently, and Thirteen's head lowered, as if he had not paid attention to Zhang Yanming's expression change. He lowered his voice: "Lin was almost dead several times before, and it was all due to the Qingnang meridian hanging for a breath to survive. Especially when I jumped down the snow mountain, my meridians were broken..."

I don’t know whether it was intentional or sleepy, Thirteen’s voice became smaller and smaller, which made Zhang Yanming lean forward involuntarily. At this moment, Thirteen’s voice instantly increased: “It’s cold and cold!”

The sudden angry curses made Zhang Yanming, whose body was slightly tilted, almost knocked onto the table. After a panic, he returned to his posture and said with a ventricular angrily: "You still have injuries on your body, and you are so excited."

Thirteen slapped the armrest of the wheelchair so hard that he wanted to stand up slightly, but he couldn't do this now, so he just held up a little and immediately fell heavily in the wheelchair.

"It's so irritating to say that Lin Quilt is so angry. After the meridians were destroyed that time, Fortunately, the Dantian was fine. With that breath, Lin Quilt could slowly repair the meridians."

"But this time not only was the meridians destroyed, but even the dantian disappeared completely. Do you know why Lin was vomited blood?"

Zhang Yanming shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"It's because Lin was practicing the fake Qingnang Sutra!!"

Zhang Yanming was stunned when he heard this and frowned, "Fake it? Didn't you say that it was a secret book stole from your master's study? Is this fake?"

"Gan Linliang... It's not that shitty uncle from Lin! Caozhi

"Thirteen greeted Yang Rongkun's ancestors for eighteen generations. The content was so intense that even outsiders Zhang Yanming could not bear it.

Fortunately, because the greeting process was too intense, Thirteen accidentally choked by saliva, coughing so hard that his face was flushed, and he couldn't breathe even when he saw that he was breathless.

He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Thirteen. Although Zhang Yanming said nothing, his one-sided eyebrows were always raised high and could not be put down.

Anger seems to bring strength to people. Thirteen took the teacup, moved quickly, drank all the tea in one sip, and by the way, silently apologized to Yang Rongkun in his heart.

"Xiao Ming, do you know? Lin was trying a lot of effort to get him out, but the old guy said to me: 'Little bastard, are you happy to practice fake secrets? I knew you were going to run away from the past, and it would be difficult to practice if you deliberately let it go. Is there any useful mental method in my senior brother's study, and I want to kill you!!'."

"He also said, 'Senior brother doesn't let me kill you, then I'll let you kill yourself' hahaha!! That's how he laughs, do you think he's arrogant or not?!"

Thirteen suddenly became angry and laughed wildly, and quickly switched between himself and Yang Rongkun in his mouth, which was faster than Sichuan Opera's face change.

"It's over, it's all over. Lin's skill cannot be restored, so he can only wait for death in the future, he can only wait for death!!!"

He suddenly threw the cup to the ground, and Thirteen slapped the handrail hard: "What else did you do to save me? Isn't it better to let me die on the island? At least it's considered a death vigorously!!"

"Let me die... die... ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Ah Hua, who heard the sound, rushed over when she saw Thirteen's crazy state, grabbed his arm that was constantly tearing his head, and said anxiously: "Hero, Hero, be calm down!!"

Zhang Yanming, who had been quietly watching Thirteen's "performance", pointed like lightning, and pointed Thirteen's acupoints, causing him to fall asleep: "Take him back to the room."

Ah Hua took care of the torn clothes and saluted respectfully: "Abide by the order."

After the two men disappeared, the people who had been waiting outside entered the garden.

They were the attending doctor who "checked" his body sooner or later. When they walked to the pavilion, they saluted Zhang Yanming and said, "Zhang Shuai."

Zhang Yanming sat back in his seat, picked up the teapot and poured tea: "Did his dantian not recover at all during this period?"

The young doctor said: "During the day and night examination, there was no sign of internal strength revival in his dantian."

The older doctor added: "But that time of coughing up blood was clearly caused by internal injuries caused by the injury in the dantian. I really can't understand how a person with no internal strength suffered internal injuries again? When he was first treated, there was no hidden internal energy in his body, and it was impossible for him to be an old injury..."

"Okay." Zhang Yanming waved his hand to stop the old doctor's long-winded words, "Go down."

After the two left, Zhang Yanming said to the air: "In addition to their inspection, you also send someone to investigate secretly. As long as he has any sign of restoring his internal strength, he will inform me."

There was no answer in the air except for the gentle sound of wind...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!