Judging from the appearance alone, the boy's abnormality was not seen, but Wen Yan discovered last night that his pulse was unexpectedly weak, and his weakness was precisely because of this.
Generally speaking, the strength of the human body's pulse qi is proportional to the strength of the body. The weaker the body, the weaker the pulse qi. The weakest the pulse qi of a newborn baby is the weakest, but during the growth process, the pulse qi will gradually increase.
When you reach the peak of your life, your pulse will reach its peak and then gradually weaken when you step into old age.
But Xiao Ling's pulse is almost equivalent to a baby less than a year old.
However, modern instruments cannot detect the reason for his physical weakness. The only explanation is that someone uses a very unique technique to strip him of his vitality bit by bit.
Most people may think this technique is mysterious, but after staying in the South China Sea for so many years, Wen Yan had known that the world was really full of wonders. He alone knew that at least three to four ways could make people like this.
But Xiao Ling's move was obviously not within these three or four types.
What he can do now is the same thing that Wei Wen Jingye and Long Lingzong did before, which is to stimulate the activity of the body and automatically restore the teenage body's pulse.
However, unlike the Longling Sect, the young man did not have a strong physique and could not be violently stimulated in a short period of time. He could only proceed step by step.
The left shoulder was a little painful.
Wen Yan adjusted the lower angle and pressed the force with both hands at the same time.
Last night, he was furious and took the most extreme approach, exchanging his injury for the chance to kill the opponent. With the depth of the dagger, it is probably not a while before the injury will be cured.
"Oh!" The boy trembled all over and stopped his voice.
"Hold on!" Wen Yan shouted in a deep voice.
The boy immediately clenched his teeth and his forehead gradually became cold sweat.
Although the pain was not strong yet, he could feel it was gradually increasing.
Wen Yan started from the soles of his feet and moved upwards inch by inch, pressing moderately every place.
Most people's touch is blind and aimless, and it is difficult to have an effect, but every stroke is directed to the appropriate position, and of course it has different effects.
When pressed to the side of his chest, the boy was already sweating profusely, but he still held back and didn't say anything.
Wen Yan secretly praised in his heart.
This kid has very good endurance.
He then slowly stopped after he pressed his head.
However, the boy did not relieve the pain and his body twitched slightly.
Wen Yan said in a deep voice: "This feeling will last all day, but it will not weaken to a tolerable range in an hour. Remember, every life is priceless. If you want to save your life, don't pay.
How can you do great pain?”
...
Half an hour later, in Room 302, Building 2, Xinxing Community, Mi Ting looked at Wen Yan's left shoulder.
Even though she was blocked by the T-shirt, she could still see the gauze hidden inside.
"What's going on?"
"Sprayed." Wen Yan said as if nothing had happened.
Mi Ting's eyebrows slightly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yan asked.
"Do you know when the battle with Puti is the time?" Mi Ting asked back.
"I just received a call in the morning and said it was eight o'clock tonight at the Martial Arts Association." Wen Yan said calmly.
"How can you beat me if you are so injured?" Mi Ting said annoyed.
"It's a good way to play, and it's a bad way to play." Wen Yan held his glasses, "If I can't beat him, I'll die with him. I will definitely not let you go to a foreign country."
"No!" Mi Ting was shocked. Died together? How could that work!
"Don't worry, I will adapt to the situation." Wen Yan smiled, "Come on, the fifth set of actions should be started today."
Mi Ting also knew that it was useless to be anxious now, but the general nomination was so great that his strength could not be weak.
No, I have to think of another solution.
...
At nine o'clock in the morning, Wen Yan arrived at the Mi's Building. As soon as he entered Michelle's CEO office, he heard a "bang" hit.
Before Michelle could come, the voice came from the assistant office next to her.
"Zhu Peng! You bastard!"
Crying and scolding came.
Wen Yan strode over, opened the door, and immediately saw Yan Qingyan lying on the desk sobbing.
On the ground, Yan Qingyan's mobile phone screen was on, and an unsightly photo was in his eyes!
Wen Yan leaned over and picked up his phone, checked it briefly, and his face suddenly darkened.
The photo did not show its head, only the naked photo of Fengxian Hedu, but Wen Yan could see it at a glance, it was Yan Qingyan's nude photo!
What's even more terrible is that this is a photo posted on a popular forum, with a line of small words written below the photo: "This time is a warning!"
Look at the posting time, it was ten minutes ago, but the reply had exceeded 500, and the content was even worse than the photos.
Wen Yan's eyes gradually became sharp.
It is not an exaggeration to use such things to threaten your girlfriend and say that this guy is a scumbag!
Yan Qingyan cried for a while, and his emotions recovered a little. When he looked up, he realized that Wen Yan was standing next to him, and he suddenly became stiff.
Wen Yan handed her the phone and said in a gentle voice: "Do you love him?"
Yan Qingyan was slightly shocked and said for a while: "I have never liked him!"
Wen Yan said lightly: "Then you will never have to worry about him again." He turned around and left the assistant office.
Even without her "accident", he would not tolerate such things. Since he was sure that Yan Qingyan had no feelings for him, it would be easier to do.
After leaving the CEO office, he took out his cell phone and quickly dialed a number.
A moment later, the phone was connected, and Qian Wei's voice was: "Wen Yan, are you worried about Brother Dao?"
"Where is him?" Wen Yan asked.
"I'm going to prepare for my brother's funeral." Qian Wei's voice cord was sad, "Forget it, if you don't talk about this, what's the matter?"
"Last time I asked Ajiu to help investigate Zhu Peng's affairs." Wen Yan said in a deep voice, "I want to know the result."
A few minutes later, Michelle stepped out of the elevator and happened to see Wen Yan put away her phone. The beauty walked over with a tense face, and passed by him. She said coldly: "Follow me to the 26th floor in a while.
.”
Wen Yan glanced at her and said nothing.
Since "that incident", Michelle became cold to him, which shows that it had a great impact on her.
Unfortunately, he had no way to make any remedies, so he had to wait for things to develop on his own.
Time always dilutes a lot of things.
Sun Fei has arrived at Feixue's bodybuilding and is directing several people to clean up.
The overall color tone of Feixue's body beauty has turned into light green, which reminds people of nature and health at a glance.
Seeing Michelle, Yan Qingyan and Wen Yan came in, Sun Fei said excitedly: "The intention agreement with Remi Company has been signed. Once the renovation is completed, it will be opened!"
"The production of products is temporarily placed in the factory in the industrial area outside the city." Yan Qingyan returned to normal and said calmly, "When the test items are inspected and registered, the samples will be sent to Remi after they are registered.
What we need to recruit and distribute personnel at the same time."
Three beauties looked at Wen Yan at the same time.
"What do you think of me?" Wen Yan said inexplicably.
"First, when will the advertisement end?" Sun Fei asked.
"At least one week, up to ten days." Wen Yan calculated. Miting's effect was already very obvious, and after this time, it should be possible to finish it.
"Well, the time is about the same. Second, I heard that you will have a match with the former professional boxing champion of T country tonight," Sun Fei showed a sweet smile, "I have contacted the martial arts association in the name of Feixue's body beauty.
Sponsored this competition.”
"Hmm?" Wen Yan was stunned.
Why sponsor this?
"Every time you expose it, it is the best advertisement." Sun Fei said confidently, "When you win that guy, in the future, you will have an additional title of "national hero" in the promotion of Feixue's body beauty.
!”
Wen Yan helped her glasses.
I am really too young and never thought about such a thing!
Sun Fei suddenly looked at Mi Xue strangely: "What's wrong with you? I usually have a lot of bad ideas, why do you look like a mute today?"
Mi Xue gave her a blank look: "You have to care!"
Sun Fei turned to look at Yan Qingyan: "What's wrong with you? Her eye makeup has dropped and she has cried?"
Yan Qingyan said coldly: "Mr. Sun has no right to ask about my private affairs."
Sun Fei hit two nails in a row and looked at Wen Yan speechlessly.
Wen Yan coughed twice: "Sister Fei, when will the recruitment start?"
Sun Fei was attracted back to her attention: "The time on the advertisement has been set. Starting tomorrow, Feixue's physical fitness recruitment will officially begin!"
I want to speak softly but stop.
"Do you have any objections?" Sun Fei was slightly surprised.
"I have someone to recommend." Wen Yan said frankly.
"Oh? Who?" Sun Fei was a little curious.
"Li Yuan." Wen Yan said, "I am my assistant now, but her ability is far more than my assistant."
Sun Fei also knew who Li Yuan was and said in surprise: "Isn't she Wei Heng's secretary?"
Michelle said angrily: "Your news is one era behind!"
A few minutes later, after hearing the recent incident of Mi Company, Sun Fei immediately looked at Wen Yan with admiration and said in surprise: "I really didn't expect that you were so dark-hearted!"
Wen Yan said with a dark face: "Sister Fei, you can change the word."
"Hehe, it's not the same." Sun Fei looked at Mi Xue a little enviously, "A lot of such a good talent is for you to use, you're so cheap! Or is it a serious matter, since Li Yuan is no longer Wei Heng now
It’s okay to use her, but Xiaoyan is there, so it should be fine. Oh, I really want to see what Wei Heng’s expression is now. I have been disliked by that pervert for a long time!”
Michelle and Yan Qingyan looked at each other.
"What's wrong?" Sun Fei still felt very keen.
"It's okay to want to see it, jump out of the window over there." Michelle said coldly, "That guy died of anger in the intensive care unit of the Municipal People's Hospital last night. The cause of death is unknown, so he might be angry to death."
...
At 7 o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Yan got off work and took a bus from Shang Zhuxuan to the Pingyuan Wushu Association.
The Wushu Association is an official organization, located on the edge of the East Second Ring Road, with a typical classical decoration style. Outside the main entrance, two stone lions weighing more than one person, each weighing more than five hundred kilograms.
When he arrived outside the Wushu Association, Wen Yan got out of the car and looked up and saw Xuan Liyue waiting outside the door.
"Old Xuan, you are..." Wen Yan said in surprise. He seemed to have not yet reached the position of being awaited by such a master of martial arts.
"I'll come to the competition tonight." Xuan Liyue interrupted him.
"Why?" Wen Yan held his glasses.
"You know your affairs." Xuan Liyue said seriously.
Wen Yan understood.
It must be that Miting contacted the Wushu Association and told him about his injury.
"Why do I want to refuse?" Wen Yan asked back.
"Okay, knock me down, you will come tonight." Xuan Liyue said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, I will fight tonight!"