The weather is good today, and the wind is beautiful.

Mr. An seemed to be relieved, and a woman of 28 or 29 years old pushed out in a wheelchair.

She was the senior care invited by An’s family. Under her loose white hair, she could still see her delicate figure.

A delicate face is definitely the best choice.

Someone next to him couldn't help but sigh that the quality of Anjia even found a nursing home was so high, and the work of the wealthy family was indeed extraordinary.

In contrast, Mr. An looked haggard, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Sitting in a wheelchair covered with a red blanket.

Today's condition is the best, so I can come out to meet everyone.

In the hall, there are a gathering of martial arts experts, medical experts, and experts.

Behind Old Old is the An family of old and young.

The head of the family is An Wenshan, the eldest daughter is An Qin, the oldest daughter is An Hai of Shu, and the younger daughter is An Qing.

The An family is prosperous, except for An Qing's unmarried, everyone else has already had a wife and children.

Especially An Qin's eldest son, they are almost as old as An Qing.

At this moment, the An family was particularly quiet and a little nervous.

They have tried their best to make the old man's body.

He Pingfan wanted to see the methods of these martial arts powerful men, and he was also crowded with Lan Kexin.

The head of the family, An Wenshan, took a step forward, looked around and said politely, "Dear experts, professors, and masters, thank you for your care and support for the An family.

I believe everyone has already known the purpose of inviting you. I hope everyone who is sitting here will not be stingy and help my old man see what is going on?"

"As long as you can cure the old man's illness, the family will not be stingy. The medical expenses will be 10 million yuan, and a villa in Huaqingyuan will be given."

"If you can use the place where you can get your home in the future, the home will also help you and repay you with all your favors."

"Of course, if you have other requirements, you can also ask. As long as we settle down, we will never frown."

Wow—An Wenshan’s words immediately caused a sensation.

The whole hall whispered and whispered.

Everyone was moved.

Including the old man who was like the Taoist bone fairy wind, his face was also happy and his eyes were shining.

With tens of millions of medical treatment, Huaqing Garden villa, and An’s promise, such a work is probably rare in the world.

If Mr. An can really cure his illness, wouldn’t he reach the top in one step?

No wonder these people looked happy and were eager to try.

Only the director of the First Hospital shook his head and sighed softly.

Perhaps no one knows An Lao's condition better than him. The An family is willing to spend such a great price to treat the old man's illness. Isn't it an ordinary minor problem?

No one can cure this disease unless it is a god.

He Tongtian put down his cup and said, "Mr. An, since Mr. An is in good health, I must have had a check-up in a large hospital. You must tell us what the situation is, right?

We can also prescribe the right medicine.”

An Wenshan shook his head, "If the disease can be detected, there will be no more laborers today."

"ah?"

Everyone was shocked. Even the best hospital in the country could not detect the disease. No wonder the An family was so generous.

Some people looked embarrassed.

A folk miracle doctor in his seventies stood up, "Mr. Wang, let me see what happened to Mr. An."

This miracle doctor from the folk is said to be from a family of traditional Chinese medicine and has a skillful way of turning the world back on the sky, which can cure all diseases.

Many miracles were born under his hands, and some cancer patients were even cured.

If you dare to stand up first, you will definitely have two tricks.

He Pingfan has noticed this person. Doctor Wang has a goatee, very much like the previous private school teacher.

I saw him approaching Old Old, and the nursing behind him immediately served him carefully.

Mr. An is still in good looks today, but he is weak.

Doctor Wang pinched An Lao's pulse and pondered for a while.

The hall suddenly became silent, and the needles could be heard.

Almost everyone in the An family's eyes fell on Doctor Wang, and only the old man who was like the Taoist bone fairy wind was still calm and was drinking tea slowly.

The dean looked at Professor Zhang next to him. Professor Zhang was a well-known Chinese medicine expert in China. Professor Zhang shook his head slightly.

After observing in the First Hospital for a while, he and Professor Liu took charge of the treatment, combining Chinese and Western medicine, but he was helpless. He really didn't believe that these wild ways in the world could cure An.

The three of them came here today, undoubtedly just to see if these folk miracle doctors are as magical as the legendary ones.

A few minutes later, Doctor Wang's brows became tighter and tighter, "Strange, strange, I have never seen such pulses."

"An Lao's pulse is sometimes gone, sometimes weak and weak. If you have any problems with ordinary people, you might have had a long time ago."

An Wenshan asked worriedly, "Doctor Wang, is there any way?"

"It's not that there is no way, it's just that I need some time."

Doctor Wang looked deep, "I, Mr. Wang, have been practicing medicine for decades, but I have not yet cured my illness."

He really has a way?

An Wenshan was a little happy, "Doctor Wang, how long does it take?"

"It's hard to say, it will take at least three to five months."

"Haha--" He Tongtian put down his cup and sneered.

Doctor Wang turned cold and said, "What do you mean?"

He Tongtian laughed, "Nothing is said, you can't cure it at all, just to give yourself a step."

"You--" Doctor Wang was so angry that his beard raised and his whole body trembled.

But he was obviously a little guilty, and probably He Tongtian was right.

In order to take care of the face, Doctor Wang looked angry, "If you have the ability, come!"

After saying that, he returned to his position, looking angry.

Lan Kexin muttered beside her, "This person is really hypocritical. If you can't cure, just say it. It will take three to five months to fool people. Can Mr. An let him delay for so long?"

He Pingfan smiled and found it very interesting.

Hetong Tiandao, "I am not a miracle doctor, I am good at fighting, why don't we try it?"

"You——" Doctor Wang was so angry that he vomited blood. At this time, the old man from Daogu Xianfeng stroked his beard and glanced at He Tongtian with a slanted look, "You are indeed just a rough man, you know some superficial external skills, so how can you understand the essence of our Donghua martial arts?"

"If Donghua martial arts practiced to a certain extent, it can cure diseases."

He Tongtian's face turned red and he suddenly stood up, "What do you mean by your bull's nose?"

"My disciples are all outstanding figures. Do you dare to say that I am just a superficial external kung fu?

If you have the ability, you will show your skills."

The old man disagreed and shook his head and walked towards Old Man.

"Old An did not get any disease, but was caused by the malicious injecting true qi into the martial arts powerhouse, blocking the meridians."

"If a person's meridians are not smooth, the metabolism will be slow, and the oxygen and nutrients needed in the body will naturally not be supplied in time, and the body's organs will shrink and function will be lost, and various problems will arise."

“Yes, yes!”

Professor Zhang stood up excitedly, "I also hold this view."

"There is indeed a strange airflow in Old Old's body. It is this airflow that prevents his meridians from being unblocked, which leads to the current situation."

"I was wondering before, what kind of airflow this was? It turned out to be the martial arts true qi mentioned by the master. Today I am an eye-opener."

It seemed that the reason was found, and Professor Zhang suddenly realized.

Several experts also nodded, whispered in private, and whispered.

No wonder it is impossible to find out with modern medical skills. So that's it! "The master really has a way to say that?"

An Wenshan and others were overjoyed and asked anxiously.

The old man nodded slightly, "I can see that there is naturally a solution."

"But I have a condition."

An Wenshan immediately said, "Don't say one condition, it's ten conditions, one hundred conditions. As long as I can do it, I will never frown."

The old man glanced proudly at everyone sitting, feeling like I didn't want to say that everyone sitting was garbage.
To be continued...