"Well, it doesn't matter. Although I have never seen this marrow-cleaning pill, I can feel that the medicine is gentle and it is indeed of great benefit to the human body."

"Just why, I want to give your grandpa a great tonic with such a dose?"

Mr. Deng nodded and asked in confusion.

As soon as these words were said, it was undoubtedly a bombshell.

Zhou Chen said this just now. The reason why Mu Changlin was like this was because he drank too much soup made of heavy tonics.

Unexpectedly, when Mr. Deng came, he said the same thing.

But no one believed Zhou Chen.

But now, they can question Zhou Chen, but they cannot question Mr. Deng.

The reason for questioning Mr. Deng is the only one who suspects that Mr. Deng is helping Zhou Chen speak.

Don't say that Zhou Chen has been here all the time.

With Mr. Deng’s status, why should I help Zhou Chen?

As soon as Mr. Deng finished speaking, Mu Kangyong was scared and sweated.

"This, this is impossible!"

"What I cooked for my grandfather is just the soup that my grandfather often drinks."

"Is there anyone else who can make the medicine for grandpa?"

Mu Kangyong hurried forward and explained that there was no silver here.

Mu Yunwei looked at Mu Kangyong coldly, but ignored it.

Instead, he looked at Mr. Deng with great enthusiasm.

"Grandpa Deng, can my grandpa still be saved?"

"Girl Yunwei, don't worry, I have a way to save your grandpa."

Mr. Deng smiled kindly, then stood up and walked to Zhou Chen:

"Girl Yunwei, this is your husband, Zhou Chen?"

Not only Mu Yunwei, everyone was stunned.

Mr. Deng, if he doesn’t save people, why should Zhou Chen be asked?

Only Chen Shaohua had a smile on his face.

"Deng, Grandpa Deng, yes."

Mu Yunwei nodded in confusion.

"You all go out, Zhou Chen stays here to help me."

After getting the answer, Mr. Deng turned his head and said to Mu Yunwei.

As soon as he said this, everyone except Chen Shaohua was shocked.

Mr. Deng will help Zhou Chen?

What can Zhou Chen help?

But no one dared to ask, nor did he have the chance to ask.

When Mr. Deng heard that he could save Mu Changlin, Mu Yunwei didn't care about so much.

He walked out of the house first.

Soon, only Mr. Deng and Zhou Chen were left in the house, as well as the unconscious Mu Changlin.

"Do you have something to say to me?"

As soon as everyone left, Zhou Chen asked in confusion.

"Mr. Zhou, I can feel your extraordinaryness."

"Whether it is the destructive true qi left in Tianze's body, or the energy refined by the true qi in your grandfather's body."

"At least these two are the means that I cannot get."

Mr. Deng nodded and said politely.

Zhou Chen was really surprised.

It is normal for people who can use their true qi to know Mu Changlin's problem.

But Mr. Deng could actually know that he had been refined by true qi.

"What do you want to say?"

Zhou Chen asked lightly.

"Mr. Zhou, don't get me wrong. I know that there must be a reason why you hide the identity of a martial artist."

"I won't leak it out. I do have the ability to clear the irritating energy in your grandfather's body."

"But with my strength, even if I force it to be removed, it may hurt your grandfather's internal organs."

"It is not difficult to see from the wisp of true qi left in Tianze's body that Mr. Zhou, your use of true qi is far above me."

"On the way here, I probably learned about Mr. Zhou's recent situation in the Mu family from Shaohua."

"Perhaps they won't let Mr. Zhou take action, so I'll send them all away. Mr. Zhou, you should take action."

Mr. Deng said with an unfathomable smile.

This old guy is really a good person.

Zhou Chen knew what Mr. Deng was thinking.

Mr. Deng just wanted to see how strong he was.

But it was as he said.

If he forcibly eliminates these energy, it will indeed greatly damage Mu Changlin's internal organs.

"Old Master Deng is intent."

Zhou Chen smiled indifferently and stopped talking about ink.

Sitting straight to Mu Changlin's bed.

"Mr. Deng, you can input a trace of true qi from here and feel my use of true qi."

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Chen turned around and smiled at Mr. Deng.

Mr. Deng didn't say anything nonsense and sat straight to the end of the bed, and the two of them were tacitly aware of it.

Zhou Chen did not delay, and stretched out his hands and poured his true energy into Mu Changlin's body.

The left hand moves indirectly, and the right hand moves indirectly.

Two true qi tightly surrounded the energy.

One party guides, the other party drives away.

The movements move smoothly, the true energy moves freely, and the whole movement is completed in one go.

In a moment, Zhou Chen's hands were overwhelmed by Mu Changlin's head.

In an instant, dark blood suddenly flowed out of Mu Changlin's seven orifices.

Mu Changlin, who was originally unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes.

Then he fell into a coma again, but his face looked extremely pale.

"Mr. Zhou, you are such a genius. At such an age, you actually have such a terrifying cultivation. It's so embarrassing."

Zhou Chen just took back his true energy.

Mr. Deng clasped his fists with his hands and exclaimed extremely respectfully.

"Old Master Deng is exaggerating. I wonder if you feel it is clear?"

Zhou Chen smiled indifferently.

"If I experience it myself, I will benefit a lot and suddenly understand."

Mr. Deng said sincerely.

This is the truth, not a compliment.

This feeling has greatly improved my use of true qi.

"Mr. Zhou, I am the president of the Suhang Martial Arts Association."

"I wonder if Mr. Zhou is willing to call the title of tutor in the association, I...!"

Mr. Deng suddenly changed his words and said with a serious expression.

But before he finished speaking, Zhou Chen waved his hand:

"No need, Mr. Deng, including today, is your credit. I don't want anyone to know."
To be continued...