After rebirth, Pei Jiuye overturned raising cubs

Chapter 91 A Cultivation Genius With Heart Disease, A Joke!
Xie Jingting didn't expect that he would be mistaken. He had admired and favored Qiao Luoyan before, but he didn't expect this to be dishonest.

Sure enough, no matter how valiant a girl looks, who knows the self-willed depravity buried in her bones.

It can only be said that Xie Liushao has too little experience, and he is not a medical student.

He didn't realize that Qiao Luoyan's pulse-diagnosing technique seemed rough, but in fact it was constantly changing in pulse-cutting, pulse-diagnosing, pulse-pressing, and pulse-holding.

With this method and technique, an old Chinese doctor who has not been able to diagnose the pulse for decades would not be able to achieve such a rapid transformation.

Qiao Luoyan, who was misunderstood by Xie Jingting, didn't even raise her eyelids, and turned her head to look at Yan Qingzhi who was squatting beside her.

She lowered her voice and said in a solemn tone: "This young man is an ancient warrior, if he continues to practice, he will not live to be 30 years old.

Not only did he have a congenital heart disease, he had practiced ancient martial arts for so many years, which had severely damaged his mutilated heart vessels, and every time he practiced, his condition would aggravate. "

Yan Qingzhi, who was pressing Xie Junling's acupuncture points to wake him up, heard Qiao Luoyan's words, and subconsciously opened his mouth to scold him.

He was surprised by Qiao Luoyan's diagnosis, but also had a headache for her speech just now, how could she say it in front of outsiders.

Sweeping around people, Yan Qingzhi gently shook his head at Qiao Luoyan.

At this moment, Xie Junling slowly opened his eyes.

There were tears in his eyes, and he looked in pain.

Xie Jingting immediately helped him up and sat down, and couldn't wait to ask about the situation: "Fifth brother, are you okay? What happened before?"

When he asked this question, he fixed his eyes on Qiao Luoyan.

The questioning expression on his face, the vigilant little eyes, just missed the word doubt engraved on his face.

Qiao Luoyan has been ignoring Xie Jingting all this time, just because this boy is too much to be beaten.

He didn't need to talk, just standing there made his hands itch.

In order to avoid being unable to control his temper, Qiao Luoyan generally avoided people like this kind of itchy skin and who needed to be beaten.

She was not afraid of getting into trouble, but rather of being infected with a stupid disease.

Because according to her observation, the brain circuits of this group of people are very different, and their thoughts are so strange that they can't relieve their fists.

Xie Wushao was determined to be a genius in cultivation since he was born, and countless eyes focused on him since he was a child.

Envy, jealousy, and even longing were mixed in, and he was already used to it.

Now that Xie Junling's consciousness just came to his senses, what he received was a strange sympathetic gaze, which made him feel a little strange.

Hearing his cousin's question in his ear, he shook his head slightly: "Before I felt uncomfortable in my heart, I wanted to ask someone for help, but I walked a little too fast, maybe I bumped into someone, and then I don't remember it."

Hearing his bewildered tone, Qiao Luoyan sneered and said, "You can't walk faster, that speed is so fast that ordinary people can run, and you can't catch up with your shadow, and almost knocked me out of school."

She, the person who was bumped, has the most right to speak.

At this time, Xie Junling finally understood that the beautiful and handsome girl in front of him was the one he bumped into.

He apologized on his delicate face, and apologized in a gentle tone: "Sorry, I was too anxious before, are you okay? Do you need to take you to the hospital?"

Qiao Luoyan looked at the facial features in front of him, his facial features were well-rounded, and his complexion was too fair. At first glance, he looked like Xie Junling who had been suffering from a long illness.

The sympathy in her eyes grew even stronger, and her tone softened: "No, but you need to go to the hospital for a look, your body..."

Before Qiao Luoyan finished speaking, Yan Qingzhi stopped him: "Little Qiao!"

When he stood up, he pulled Qiao Luoyan up as well.

Yan Qingzhi took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, and said to the two young masters of the Xie family who were squatting on the ground: "We still have something to do, let's take a step first, and let the doctor of the Xie family take over if there are any problems in the future."

Xie Jingting immediately thanked: "Thank you, Professor Yan."

Yan Qingzhi shook his head lightly: "You're welcome, you should."

Seeing more and more people gathered around, Yan Qingzhi took Qiao Luoyan away from this place of right and wrong.

The two returned to the parking lot to pick up the car. The moment they got into the car, Qiao Luoyan frowned tightly and looked at Yan Qingzhi who was sitting in the driver's seat in puzzlement.

"Professor Yan, don't you see the boy's physical problems?"

Having said that, she couldn't believe that the other party couldn't see it from the bottom of her heart.

Even if the fainted boy didn't need modern medical equipment, he could be diagnosed with a congenital heart disease by looking, smelling and asking.

Yan Qingzhi wiped his face with an indescribably troubled expression: "Xiao Qiao..."

Qiao Luoyan immediately made a stop gesture, squinted his eyes, and said to him, "Don't call me Xiao Qiao, my name is Qiao Luoyan now."

The effect of removing the scars on her hands is not bad, presumably in ten days and a half months, all the scars on her body will disappear.

Furthermore, her hair needs to be long, and she can no longer wear this head, the short hair that old people are familiar with.

In order to avoid trouble from the Shen family, she also didn't want to be called Xiao Qiao again.

Yan Qingzhi was stunned, then nodded and said, "This name sounds nice, what are the words?"

Qiao Luoyan said casually: "Luo, God of Luo, Yan of Yanling."

She would not admit that after being given this name by Pei Jiuye, she went to check these two words on purpose.

Yan Qingzhi turned on the car stereo and praised casually: "Good name."

Qiao Luoyan didn't care whether his tone was perfunctory or not, and brought the topic back: "Let's continue talking about the boy just now, what's going on with him, do you have something to hide?"

She didn't believe that Yan Qingzhi couldn't see the other person's physical condition. In this case, Qiao Luoyan couldn't think of any other reason besides the unspeakable concealment.

Yan Qingzhi frowned slightly, her voice was low and cautious: "Junior Sister, do you know who that boy is?"

He hasn't gotten used to Qiao Luoyan's new name yet, and he thinks it's easier to call him Junior Junior Sister.

Qiao Luoyan raised her slender legs and said without thinking, "I don't care who he is, it has nothing to do with me, I'm just interested in his body."

Her words were so meaningful that Yan Qingzhi's eyes on her instantly became dark and subtle.

It took him a long time to organize his words: "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Qiao Luoyan was not in the same brain wave as him, and her posture leaning on the seat was unrestrained and unrestrained, without any appearance at all.

She picked out her ears and said indifferently to Yan Qingzhi: "What's wrong with me? It's not the first day you know me. If you weren't interested in his body, even if he died in front of me, I wouldn't take a second look."

Yan Qingzhi was aroused with interest, her frowning eyebrows were slightly relaxed.

His well-maintained hands tapped on the steering wheel, and he asked in a good-tempered manner: "Then let me ask, why are you interested in his body?"

　I have a low-grade fever, my head hurts, and I can't finish the manuscript.

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