Shocking! Horrifying!
No one had expected that Long Dingtian, the president of the antique city association, would now be slapped silly by Su Muwan's lackey.
He was actually laughing hysterically in public??
"President, President, please don't do this, President."
"Everyone is watching."
A group of staff members stepped forward, looking at Long Dingtian with uncertainty as he laughed uncontrollably.
"Hahaha!!"
"All of you, shut up!"
"You don't understand anything!"
After laughing heartily, Long Dingtian had tears rolling down his cheeks.
He looked around at everyone in the hall, then said solemnly: "Actually... there's something I'm sure you all know, which is that I'm a useless person who can't cultivate."
"But... it's different now."
Long Dingtian walked to Qin Luo's side and respectfully introduced him: "Qin Luo, Master Qin has received true teachings from Miss Su. His medical skills are unfathomable. Just now, he cured my years of useless physique!"
"I... can cultivate now!"
Qin Luo slightly raised his chin, calmly sweeping his gaze over each face in the hall.
His composed demeanor immediately made everyone gasp.
Hiss!!
What?!
They looked at Qin Luo in disbelief.
He... knows medical skills?!
An elderly business owner stood up. Everyone could see his body trembling constantly, his hands shaking terribly.
He swallowed and looked at Long Dingtian incredulously, asking: "President Long, are you joking right now?"
"Hahaha!! Old Huang, do you think I need to joke?"
"Don't you also have a hidden illness? If you could get Master Qin to help, he could definitely cure your body!"
"However..."
Long Dingtian wiped his tears, then looked respectfully at Qin Luo and said: "Whether you can get Master Qin's help depends on your sincerity."
As the words fell.
Old Huang shakily reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
He was the chairman of a racing group, owning several professional racing car manufacturing companies.
He was financially powerful.
In his youth, he was also a race car driver.
But unfortunately... in his later years..
He developed Parkinson's disease!!
This is a neurodegenerative disease that mainly affects motor function.
And current treatments can only alleviate symptoms, not cure the disease.
For someone who was once a race car driver, this was an incredibly painful thing.
Now hearing what Long Dingtian said.
Doesn't this mean... he might have a chance at recovery?
Long Dingtian, President Long wouldn't be willing to take a slap just to speak for this lackey.
So... this is obviously true!
Thinking of this, Old Huang shakily walked out of his seat.
"Chairman Huang..."
The bodyguard beside him hurriedly supported him as they walked towards the stage.
Meanwhile, whispers of discussion could be heard from the surrounding crowd.
"Does Chairman Huang really believe this lackey knows medical skills?"
"Yeah, how could such a difficult illness be cured?"
"Chairman Huang is desperately seeking any cure!"
Situ Rufeng's expression hadn't been calm since he saw Long Dingtian come over and ask Qin Luo to slap him.
The fact that Long Dingtian couldn't cultivate wasn't a secret among their martial arts families.
Previously, Long Dingtian's dantian was withered, like a desert that hadn't been nourished for a long time.
But now...
He actually felt a slight sensation of true qi flowing.
Situ Rufeng's expression was shocked. Did this mean... Long Dingtian... was really cured by that slap?
This lackey also knows medical skills?!?
Jiang Xueqi was full of disappointment. She naturally knew Chairman Huang.
Grandpa Huang... why do you also believe this man?
Oh right..
Jiang Xueqi remembered that Wang Yong had always said he knew medical skills, so she turned her head to look at Wang Yong behind her and asked: "Wang Yong, does this lackey really know medical skills?"
Hearing this.
Wang Yong's eyes flickered slightly.
To be honest, Long Dingtian's dantian was withered earlier, but after being slapped by Qin Luo, it seemed to show signs of revival.
But!
Wang Yong's expression was disdainful. He could also use this kind of treatment method, and even treat faster with better results.
So he determined that Qin Luo just happened to know how to treat this one difficult illness.
Thinking of this.
Wang Yong's expression was arrogant, and he sneered: "Heh, Miss Jiang, there's no need to worry. He's nothing but a clown."
"After the auction ends, I'll let him know... what is the most cruel thing for a man!"
"He knows medical skills, right? Then let's see if he can really solve it!!"
Hearing this, Jiang Xueqi felt much better.
Her eyes showed a hint of joy, then she hesitantly looked at Wang Yong and said: "Wang Yong, I find that you're the only one who dares to stand up against such evil people. I misjudged Brother Rufeng and Brother Long."
When Wang Yong heard this, he smiled inwardly and nodded: "It's good that you understand, Xueqi. My master sent me to protect you, so you just need to trust me."
Jiang Xueqi nodded, but there was still something that made her feel a bit disappointed. She sighed and said: "It's a pity about that manual that could cure me. Now it can only be handed over to Su Muwan's lackey by Brother Long."
After hearing this, Wang Yong shook his head, his eyes showing a hint of playfulness. He confidently said: "Heh, don't worry, Xueqi. Later, I'll make that lackey kneel on the ground and obediently hand over the manual."
As soon as these words were spoken.
Jiang Xueqi's eyes lit up with joy, and she exclaimed: "Really?"
"Wang Yong, you're so good to me."
For some reason, Jiang Xueqi felt an inexplicable sense of security towards Wang Yong.
Why do I suddenly feel so safe with Wang Yong by my side...
On the auction stage.
Old Huang shakily walked up to Qin Luo. He looked at Qin Luo respectfully, cupped his hands and said: "Master Qin, please save this old man."
"As long as you can cure this old man, I'm willing to give 51% of my group's shares to Miss Su!!"
Old Huang had already enjoyed everything in life, and now he just wanted to cure himself and enjoy a thrilling car race.
That way...
He would be very satisfied.
Car racing...
Oh right, I remember there was a setting in Su Muwan's character profile about liking car racing.
Tsk.. how can this big villain like antiques, car racing, and stone gambling all at once.......
Nevermind, let's not think about it.
Qin Luo slightly raised his hand, looking at the trembling old man in front of him, and asked: "Are you sure?"
"My treatment method is different from others."
"This palm... will be very painful."
Hearing this, Old Huang struggled to look at Qin Luo's raised palm.
But thinking that he already had one foot in the grave, rather than entering the coffin with regret.
Why not! Take a chance!
Thinking this, he gritted his teeth and replied: "I..."
Slap!
"Argh!"
Before he could finish speaking.
Qin Luo backhanded a slap, saying calmly: "Forgot to mention, the effect is best when you're not prepared."
Thud!
Old Huang fell to the ground, holding his burning cheek.
His mind was buzzing.
He really slapped him?
Not even giving him a moment to prepare?
Everyone in the hall was staring wide-eyed at the stage.
Is... is he cured?
Wang Yong coldly smiled at this scene.
What a joke.
This kind of symptom could only be cured by his master, the "Divine Doctor", in the whole world.
You mere lac... la... hm?
Wang Yong hadn't finished thinking.
Old Huang, under everyone's shocked gaze, suddenly sprang up from the ground.
Feeling his own body, he shouted incredulously: "This old man!! Is cured!!"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ey change clothes. Li Chuan contributed all his possessions, only to find that things were not as they seemed. Almost a year after joining, he hadn’t managed to get a single Daoist consort. Thinking he had been deceived, he was approached by a stunning senior fellow disciple who asked if he would like to form a spiritual bond. For those who don’t practice cultivation, they might not know what “forming a spiritual bond” is. Let me put it this way: A long-term relationship is called a “Daoist consort,” while a short-term relationship is known as “forming a spiritual bond.” From then on, Li Chuan discovered the true way to interact with the Yin-Yang Sect’s Daoist consorts. As long as he had enough spirit stones, he could form a spiritual bond with anyone, Whether it’s Senior Sisters, aunts, Daoist consorts of aunts, female elders, Daoist consorts of elders, or even the Daoist consort of the sect leader, anyone can form a spiritual bond as long as there are enough spirit stones.” I've already joined the Yin-Yang Sect, and you're telling me to focus on cultivation? Do you even know what the Yin-Yang Sect is all about?
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
