What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

what happened?

Qing Musi panted heavily, and with the action of the old man getting the needle, his breathing gradually became much more stable, with a look of surprise on his face: "What's wrong with me?"

"What else can I do?" The old man gave him a strange look: "You were born with heart disease, and visiting many famous doctors since childhood didn't help. You managed to live until you are seventeen years old, and your body has already been exhausted."

"Although the disease of the heart itself has been basically resolved, the actual vitality is on the verge of exhaustion, resulting in weakness, lack of energy, emotional agitation or excessive exercise, difficulty in breathing, and angina in the heart."

wait...

Isn't this Qiong's fault?

How did it become my fault?

Aoki Si seemed to understand something for a moment, his eyes showed excitement, but just so excited, his heart felt a dull pain.

"What are you thinking about! Meditate!" the old man reprimanded loudly, Aoki Si hurriedly restrained his mind and tried to calm down.

The old man stretched out his hand, put it on Qing Musi's wrist, squinted his eyes and listened for a moment, then hummed: "Don't go to the dining room again these few days, it's just a few days, why is your health getting worse."

After finishing speaking, the old man stroked his beard and said, "If you hadn't met me with this disease, you would never be more than eighteen years old."

"Teacher can cure my disease?" Aoki Si's eyes flashed brightly.

"Nonsense." The old man stared angrily, "Is my reputation as a medical saint just for naught!"

"Then how does the teacher plan to save me?" Aoki asked anxiously.

The old man raised his chin, with a proud expression on his face: "Of course, with my unique acupuncture method, medicinal diet, and massage three-pronged method, within half a year, you will definitely be alive and kicking."

"Teacher, please teach me!" Aoki Division instinctively said this sentence.

If you can learn this, wouldn't you be able to save Qiong?

"Hmph, you can't even walk, so you want to run?" The old man showed concern: "You were very clever before, why are you asking stupid questions now? Got it. Let’s talk about it after the medicated diet.”

Medicated food?

In other words, do you learn other methods after learning the medicinal diet of mustache management?

Aoki Division suddenly realized, and suddenly got motivated: "Yes."

No wonder, from the beginning of this special dream training room, I let myself go to the kitchen to busy myself, so this is a gradual process!

After finishing his speech, he began to carefully observe the acupuncture points the old man gave him, and tried his best to remember the tactile sensations on his body, so as to feel the length of each needle. If he guessed correctly, his current physical problems should be And the sky is generally the same.

That is to say, if he can heal himself in the dream training room, then he can definitely heal Qiong outside the dream!

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Aokiji came to the school a little tired, and just entered the class, he saw the sullen Maeda Tiger sitting on his seat with dark circles under his eyes, thinking about something.

Aoki stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "Did you sleep?"

Maeda Tiger rubbed his eyes, showing a somewhat ugly smile: "Yeah."

"Adjourn, Miao Fujiwara and the others are here." Aoki put the schoolbag on the desk, and his expression was also not very good. He sat on the chair and rubbed his temples.

Maeda Tiger sighed: "Not yet."

"Are you seriously injured?" Aoki Division frowned.

"Da Wu is fine, just a little dizzy. I checked it yesterday. My family asked me to recuperate for a few days, but I refused to come to school. Ah Miao is a little..." Maeda Tiger punched the desk angrily, and this time At that time, the wound on his face had not been treated, and his expression looked a little hideous.

"What's wrong with Ah Miao?" Aoki Division failed to see Miao Fujiwara and Daitake Matsusaka in the hospital yesterday, thinking that they were only slightly injured, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Maeda Tiger gritted his teeth: "A Miao's leg is broken."

"Broken leg?" Aoki Si widened his eyes and clenched his fist slightly.

"Well, he didn't tell me yesterday. When I called him at night, he faltered and said that he was in the hospital and would take at least a month to be discharged." The corners of Maeda Tiger's eyes twitched with anger.

Aoki Division was also a little furious, even a little unbelievable: "It stands to reason that we have never offended Kaijiu's students, how could they hit so hard?"

"Boss..." Maeda Tiger looked at Aoki Division with a dumbfounded expression: "This is a bad boy."

Aoki Division fell silent.

For him, whether it is a fight or a bad boy, he always has an unrealistic innocence.

Perhaps because he never experienced the so-called "bad life" in his previous life, Aoki's view of bad boys is just a group of young people who are energetic, don't like to study, and have high blood.

They are not regarded as the so-called "villains" at all.

Fighting, to Aoki Division, is just fighting.It's good to win, it's good to be hurt, and I never thought about seriously hurting the opponent.

After all, there are laws in this world.

But the reality in front of him told Aoki Si nakedly that evil is evil, even if it is just a bad boy, it is not as beautiful as Aoki Si imagined.

Even if Secretary Aoki can do it in moderation, there are more unscrupulous teenagers who sneer at the so-called moderation.

Silently, Aoki Division raised his head and looked out the window.

Before they figured out why they were only sixteen or seventeen years old, why they could be so cruel, a bald boy suddenly broke into the door, and walked to Aoki Si with an angry expression on his face.

"Boss, that group of people who have been driving for a long time is too much."

"What do you mean?" Aoki Si looked at the anger on the bald boy's face, and frowned even more.