Chapter 3 (1/2)

Entering the home of song culture, Qiu Yun was shocked by the luxurious decoration here.

Seaview No. 1, a top-grade community in Shanghai. The house of song culture covers an area of 392 square meters, and the current price is 190000 per square meter. This house alone needs more than 70 million. Qiu Yun doesn't know the price. Anyway, he just feels that the house is very big and luxurious.

Looking at Qiu Yun's eyes, song Wenhua and his wife didn't look down on him. Because both of them understand that if Qiu Yun's medical skills are really powerful, the house may only be a medical fee for Qiu Yun.

”Well, find a quiet room. I want a needle... ”

Qiu Yun looked at it for a while and said seriously that the disease of song culture is not a disease. But he was hurt, but this kind of injury is a secret injury, which ordinary people can't see. This kind of injury can not be detected by instrument, and the traditional Chinese medicine is not much. The only solution is to treat with genuine Qi.

Zhenqi, this kind of thing is just something in martial arts novels in the eyes of ordinary people. But in real society, this kind of thing actually exists. But not many people can cultivate true Qi. Even Qiu Yun hasn't seen much, and even fewer can cure diseases with true Qi. Qiu Yun only knows that he is one, his master is one, the old monk in Wutai Mountain is one, and the old man with white beard in Wolong Valley is one.

Song culture and Qiu Yun enter the room, and Zhao Ling waits outside. In the room, song culture lay naked on the bed. Qiu Yun took out a silver needle and quickly pricked three needles. After the acupuncture, Qiu Yun began to hold the needle in his hand. Zhenqi gradually entered the body of song culture along the silver needle to repair the hidden injury.

Song culture lay there and soon felt his abdomen hot. It seems to have been baked. That feeling almost made song culture fall asleep. After about half an hour, Qiu Yun closed the needle, and song culture recovered from that confused state.

”Well, get up...”

Qiu Yun wiped the sweat on his forehead.

”That's good?”

Song Wenhua asked in surprise.

”Well, it's cured. Well, I need a break. If you don't believe it, don't you know if you try? ”

Qiu Yun whispered that song culture swallowed her mouth when she heard Qiu Yun's words. Thinking of his wife, song culture immediately reacted, which brightened song culture's eyes.

”Then I'll go out first, little miracle doctor. Have a rest...”

Song culture quickly put on his clothes and walked out of the room. Qiu Yun smiled and began to recover his true Qi. True Qi runs in the meridians. Every day it runs, the true Qi in the body recovers a little.

”Wife, I'm ready...”

Outside, Song Culture said excitedly.

”Really? So soon? ”

Zhao Ling couldn't believe it and asked. It's amazing that the disease that couldn't be cured in five years has only been cured in half an hour.

”Well, if you don't believe it, touch it.”

Song culture directly took Zhao Ling's hand and stuffed it into her pants. Zhao Ling's face was excited when she felt the lively little culture.

”Hey, hey, I didn't lie to you.”

Song culture directly picked Zhao Ling up.

”Oh, what are you doing?”

Zhao Ling's face was shy.

”Try it, said the miracle doctor. I'm ready. Let me try. ”

Song culture had a bad smile on her face, which made Zhao Ling's heart ripple.

”Oh, no, I'm so sorry. Wait until the little miracle doctor leaves.”

Zhao Ling shook her head. Although she wanted to, she still felt a little embarrassed when she thought of Qiu Yun's child.

”The miracle doctor is resting. It's all right, wife. I miss you so much...”

”Well, oh, slow down...”

The door of the room closed and soon there was a gasp. Although the sound insulation effect of the room is very good, Qiu Yun, who has amazing hearing, can still hear all this clearly. Hearing this sound, Qiu Yun was almost possessed.

”No disrespect, no disrespect.”

Qiu Yun quickly stabilized his Qi, but he scolded the old Taoist in his heart. Remembering the experience of an old Taoist who taught himself martial arts when he was a child, Qiu Yun wanted to be reborn again.

”Yun'er, I have two sets of skills. One can strengthen the body, and the other can go from heaven to earth. You want to practice that? ”

As a child, the old Taoist once said to Qiu Yun. Qiu Yun directly chose to go from heaven to earth. When he grew up, Qiu Yun knew that the skill that can go from heaven to earth was actually the child skill of Taoism. According to the old Taoist, you can't break your body without breaking your nature. As for the consequences of breaking the body, the old Taoist also told Qiu Yun that those who were light lost all their skills and those who were heavy died.

As for whether the consequences are true, Qiu Yun dare not verify them anyway. Calm down and concentrate, Qiu Yun quickly fell into cultivation. It has been two hours since I woke up again. The consumed Qi has completely recovered, and I have improved a lot.

Feeling refreshed, Qiu Yun opened the door and went out. Outside the living room, where song culture and Zhao Ling are sitting chatting, the two people blush, especially Zhao Ling, as if they had recovered their youth in an instant. Seeing Qiu Yun coming out, Zhao Ling turned red.

”Little miracle doctor, you have a good rest. Thank you so much. ”

Zhao Ling said softly, her heart full of gratitude. Just now, song culture lasted for half an hour. This time made Zhao Ling, who had been widowed for five years, thoroughly enjoy it. Half an hour, longer than when song culture was young. Zhao Ling was quite satisfied with the result.

”You're welcome. I'm not obliged to see a doctor.”

Qiu Yun waved his hand and didn't feel anything. He paid for his illness. You don't owe each other. There's no need to do this.

”Little miracle doctor, can you have a look at my wife's illness. We have been married for seven or eight years and have no children. ”

Song culture looked at Qiu Yun and whispered that infertility is neither difficult nor simple. Some can be cured by a small operation, while others can't be cured by any means. Zhao Ling also looked forward to Qiu Yun and wanted a child, which was what Zhao Ling wanted to do most before. Without children, Zhao Ling couldn't lift her head in front of her relatives and friends.