C7 Old Injury

"Ha!" Ha! Today was a happy day, there was no need to be overly entangled with the past! After all, when we met Young Master Jiang, our lives were at their lowest and darkest.

Tie Qingcang realized that he had made a mistake in his words. He quickly relaxed the atmosphere with a smile.

"Right, Qingcang is right. Young Master Jiang, let's drink!"

Kong Yuheng raised his glass.

"Okay, come on, let's have a drink together."

Jiang Chen also raised his glass and everyone drank up the wine in it.

"Cough!" "Ahem!"

Lang Tianjun coughed violently.

"Tianjun, your health isn't good, so don't drink any alcohol. Use tea in place of a bar!"

Kong Yuheng quickly took the wine cup from Lang Tianjun's table and put on a cup of green tea.

"Tianjun, let me take your pulse."

Jiang Chen glanced at Lang Tianjun. His fingers rested on Lang Tianjun's wrist as he slightly narrowed his eyes.

Everyone looked at Jiang Chen and wondered when Young Master Jiang had learned the art of medicine. This was something they had never known before!

"Tianjun, your internal organs are all injured. Plus, it's an old injury. Have you been living with this pain all these years?"

Jiang Chen's eyes were filled with coldness as he said, "Tianjun, your injury was obviously caused by an expert of Internal Martial Arts. If not for Internal Martial Arts, it would not have been possible for you to injure your internal organs through the skin."

"What?" Tianjun is injured, just who did it? Let's see if I can tear off his bones and tear off his flesh. "

Tie Qingcang slammed the table and stood up. His aura exploded, giving off a strong killing intent.

"Qingcang, why are you in such a hurry? Didn't you hear Young Master Jiang say that it's an old injury!"

Kong Yuheng frowned and glared fiercely at Tie Wu Steel.

"Ha!" Ha! Didn't I hear that Tianjun is injured and anxious!? "Other than Young Master Jiang, Tianjun is the youngest among us, I treat him like my own little brother. In the past, when we were in trouble with the company, Tianjun was the one who took care of it for me, and now, Tianjun is actually injured, I …!"

Tie Qingcang smiled simple-mindedly, rubbed his head and sat down again.

"Brother Tie, this is an old injury, the person that hurt me …" I have visited famous doctors at home and abroad, and even some hidden masters of traditional Chinese medicine have personally visited him. The results are all the same, I have been injured for too long, and it is already too late for me to treat it now. I can only eat more nourishment to replenish my body, and perhaps I will still be able to improve. "

Lang Tianjun smiled with a pale face. His face was devoid of any color, even his skin was as pale as a vampire in a western movie.

"Indeed. Tianjun, you have been wounded for too long. It has penetrated deep into your internal organs, and ordinary medicine and medical techniques are already very difficult to treat."

Jiang Chen also shook his head and said helplessly, "According to this situation, your body will only get worse and worse. Even if you eat a lot of supplements and nutrition, you won't be able to change the condition of your body." Jiang Chen also shook his head and said helplessly, "According to this situation, your body will only get worse and worse.

"What!"

"What …!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes were filled with shock.

"Tianjun's injuries are already so severe. Tianjun, why didn't you tell us about this? Even if you've visited many famous doctors, they can probably cure you!"

Kong Yuheng could no longer maintain his calm. The relationship between the eight of them was like that of brothers.

Especially after Jiang Chen went missing, their relationship was even closer. Not only were their mutual interests deeper, their emotions were also closer.

Tianjun was in such a terrible condition. How could they not be worried?

"Brother Kong, I know my body's condition very well. Countless famous doctors have already sentenced me to death. There is no way to cure it."

Lang Tianjun laughed with a pale face: "Young Master Jiang's judgement is quite optimistic. There used to be a hidden Chinese doctor in the past, just tell me to go back and prepare for the future!" They say that at any time, I could be in a very bad condition and die without being able to cure it. "

"Tianjun...!"

He stood up and walked in front of Lang Tianjun, hugging him tightly. Tears started to flow from his eyes, "My good brother, it was brother who didn't meet you earlier, otherwise, who dared to hurt my brother, I will destroy him and make him regret coming to this world."

Tie Qingcang's true nature caused everyone's mood to fall.

The eight of them were like one entity, unknowingly becoming accustomed to relying on each other. If they were missing anyone, then the entire entity would disperse.

"I say, Qingcang, aren't you ashamed that a man like you would cry like this? I did not say that Tianjun's illness could not be cured. I only said that if the current situation continues to develop, the situation will be very dire. "

Jiang Chen patted on Tie Qingcang's back and said lightly.

"Young Master Jiang, you … You can treat it? "

Kong Yuheng was the first one to stand out and look at Jiang Chen with a passionate gaze.

"Of course it can be cured. If I can't even cure such a small ailment, then what's the use of my medical skills."

Jiang Chen raised his head proudly.

"Brother Jiang, can you really treat him?" "But I …!"

"Don't compare my abilities with those mediocre doctors. How can my abilities be comparable to the mediocre doctors who rely on their skill of deceiving the world."

Jiang Chen waved his hand with contempt in his eyes.

He then said, "But I don't have the tools I need here. Old Kong, tell someone to buy me a set!"

"Okay, okay, Young Master Jiang, what do you need? "No matter what kind of hundred-year-old ginseng or Lingzhi, even if I, Kong Yuheng, am going bankrupt, I must still cure Tianjun's disease."

Kong Yuheng said with determination.

"No need, no need. The true holy hands rely on one's own abilities to save people, there is no need for such common things. Just order someone to buy me a set of high-quality silver needles."

Jiang Chen said casually.

"Silver needles?" Brother Jiang, among the famous doctors I've visited, I've tried to treat my illness with silver needles, but the results were unsatisfactory. Are you sure silver needles can work? "

Lang Tianjun asked. He was the most aware of his physical condition since countless famous doctors had sentenced him to death.

"Of course, Old Kong, go buy some needles! If there's any old mountain ginseng powder, it would be best to buy some as well. The older the better. "

Jiang Chen said.

"Young Master Jiang, I have a set of silver needles here. I will give it to you immediately. I will immediately order some people to buy the ginsengs. Do you need anything else?"

"No need. It's enough for the early stage."

Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Kong Yuheng immediately trotted out the door.

In less than five minutes, he came running back panting with a wooden box.

Jiang Chen opened the wooden box. Inside the wooden box were ninety-one thin silver needles lying side by side.

He picked one up and held it in his hand, his fingers slightly moving.

The thin silver needle was spinning on Jiang Chen's fingertip and even made a slight buzzing sound.