Twenty minutes later, at the entrance of Skyland Hotel.
He Chusheng stretched out his hand, with a forced smile on his face, and said lightly: "Mr. Yang, I will send it here, and I will take care of the master when I get back. I hope you will be mentally prepared for the match between you and the master tomorrow.
Be prepared, you are still young after all, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future!"
"certainly."
"Just learning."
Yang Chen knew very well that He Chusheng's attitude changed so quickly because of the overly encapsulated letter just now. If it were Yang Chen himself, he would have exploded by now, so He Chusheng is still quite meaningful now.
"Just know."
"Old Chang, Miss Chang, I'll go up first."
He Chusheng greeted Chang Qingshan politely, turned around, entered the hotel, and walked away.
"This is so fucking embarrassing."
Yang Chen looked at the figure disappearing from sight, touched his nose, and muttered.
"Yang Chen, what do you think, you want to challenge Grandpa Bian?"
When she was just in the room, Chang Wanting couldn't help but want to ask, but she felt that the time was not right. Now she couldn't help it anymore, she really wanted to know what was wrong in Yang Chen's mind, and he insisted on seeking death.
road.
"Young people, it's a good thing to compete with Bian Nian."
"Just don't worry about winning or losing."
Chang Qingshan said earnestly, and raised his hand to pat Yang Chen's shoulder: "Doctor Yang, it's getting late, go to bed early. Tomorrow's competition between you and Bian Nian is likely to cause shock in the industry, so... we also need to take care of ourselves.
Be energetic and face tomorrow's game well."
"Then I'll leave first."
Yang Chen didn't want to continue talking about this matter. He felt that he was being used as a gunman and was quite depressed.
He turned around and got into a taxi and headed towards the Xinghai Hotel.
Just got in the car.
Yang Chen just lit a cigarette, took out his cell phone and dialed the old man's number.
After a brief pause, a warm tone came from the phone. The meaning was very clear. The old man still blocked you.
"Old guy, you are really..."
Yang Chen gritted his teeth, rolled his eyes, held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the scenery outside the window, thinking about what to do tomorrow.
Facing a master like Bian Nian, Yang Chen was not thinking about how to win, but how to prevent the Medical Saint from losing too much embarrassment.
Medical skills like Tianqie Shu are like treasures in Bian Nian's eyes, but in Yang Chen's eyes, they are only mediocre pulse-cutting skills.
The set of "Hegemonic Qi" he practiced covers a lot of content, including boxing, swordsmanship, body skills, sword skills, medical skills, and inner breath methods.
A pulse-cutting technique like Tianqie Jutsu is like a younger brother in front of "Hegemony Zhenqi".
"Buzz buzz buzz."
Just when Yang Chen was thinking about how to deal with it tomorrow and save Bian Nian enough face, the phone in his hand rang.
Looking at the caller ID, Yang Chen saw black lines all over his head, but he still answered the call.
"Brother, are you so fierce?"
As soon as the call was connected, Chu Yingluo's voice came from the other side.
"You know it too?"
Yang Chen smiled bitterly and said.
"That's for sure."
"My brother Ning Ge just came back from tomorrow's grand event. As soon as he got home, he received a call from the Medical Sage Bian Nian, saying that you were going to go and sign up tonight."
"Brother, you are too proud. You actually want to publicly challenge Bian Nian in front of so many leaders of the China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If you really win, the China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine will probably be slapped in the face.
."
Chu Yingluo said excitedly.
"Do you think I have nothing to do and want to make a date with Bian Nian?"
Yang Chen grinned, looking like his balls ached.
"Brother, is this Master?"
Chu Yingluo was not stupid at all. She understood instantly and immediately laughed out loud: "Brother, it seems that Master really loves you. If you defeat Bian Nian tomorrow, you will be famous in the Chinese medicine community.
He is a real famous doctor. Ning Ge and I were just talking about whether we should make a concept stock for you, which will definitely skyrocket by then."
"Come on you."
"It has only been a few years since I came down from the mountain, and I have been invaded by capital so quickly."
"Be a human being and let me have a good sleep and think about how to deal with it tomorrow."
Yang Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly and hung up the phone amidst Chu Yingluo's gloating laughter: "Master, please hurry up, I need to go back to bed in a hurry."
Ten minutes later, Yang Chen quietly opened the door to the suite with the key card and got in. Then he listened to the sounds in the bedroom with a crooked smile on his face.
"Honey, I'm back."
Yang Chen's throat was trembling, and he couldn't wait. He stretched out his hand and turned the door handle, preparing to go in, have a wave of Wushan Yunyu with his beautiful wife, break his boyish body, and truly become a man.
"Forehead……"
But the next moment, Yang Chen was dumbfounded. The door handle didn't move at all, and it was actually locked from the inside.
"Li Xiaoran, what are you doing..."
Yang Chen gently patted the door and shouted.
"It's been more than half an hour."
"I'll take out the quilt for you."
Li Xiaoran's voice came from the bedroom, obviously with a hint of teasing and playfulness, but it was hard to conceal the shyness and nervousness.
"I'll go..."
Yang Chen turned his head and saw a quilt placed on the sofa: "By the way, Miss Li, it was you just now..."
"I don't!"
Before Yang Chen could finish speaking, Li Xiaoran in the bedroom turned red and quickly interrupted him, then muttered: "Besides...besides, I didn't even get a certificate. I'm not just any girl."
"Good night."
Hearing the sound in the room quieten down, Yang Chen outside the door was dumbfounded. It took him a long time to say: "Tonight, what the hell, old man, it's all your fault!"
In the bedroom, Li Xiaoran listened to Yang Chen's footsteps walking away outside, and then heard the sound of a deep sleeper snoring. He curled up nervously in the quilt, his breathing slightly rapid.
When she thought of the impulse just now, her heart beat faster.
…
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Yang Chen, who was sleeping on the sofa and dreaming of a dreamy night, was shaken awake by Li Xiaoran.
"Well..."
Yang Chen rubbed his eyes and sat up with the chicken coop on his head. When he looked at the watch, it was already ten o'clock: "I slept well this time..."
"Take a shower, tidy up, and let's go out."
"Ms. Sun just knocked on the door and said that we would go down to have breakfast together later and then go to the venue where you are having the meeting."
Li Xiaoran said.
Yang Chen raised his head and saw clearly that Li Xiaoran had changed into a pair of slim-fitting blue jeans, pink long sleeves, long flowing hair, youthful girlish bangs, and makeup. She looked very cute.
"What are you looking at..."
Li Xiaoran was stared at by Yang Chen, his heartbeat accelerated, and he glared at him: "I'll clean up, hurry up."
"Okay."
Yang Chen suddenly stood up from the sofa, rushed into the bathroom and started cleaning up.
…
Twenty past eleven.
A Maybach slowly parked at the entrance of the Skyland Hotel.
Today, the entrance to the Skyland Hotel is filled with banners, colorful flags and posters.
The Chinese Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine holds a grand meeting every four years. This time, because the organizer is Jinhuang Pharmaceutical Group, it is held in Tianmen City. Looking at the luxury cars and the dense crowd of people outside, everyone knows that the scale of today's meeting is unprecedented.
"Mr. Yang, Mr. Ning said they are waiting for you inside."
The driver got out of the car politely, opened the door, let Yang Chen and the four of them get out, and then explained.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Yang Chen patted the driver's shoulder, took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his hand: "Have a cigarette on your way back to relieve your fatigue."
"Mr. Sun, let's go in."
After the driver drove away, Yang Chen raised his hand and pointed at the hotel in front of him: "It's the second time I'm here. It's a big event. I'm also busy."
A few people chatted and laughed, and after going through the security check at the door and taking out their invitations, they entered the restaurant lobby smoothly.
"Doctor Yang, what a coincidence."
Just when Yang Chen took Li Xiaoran, Sun Yahan and Sun Siyuan into the elevator, a hand wearing a diamond ring grabbed the elevator that was about to close.
Immediately.
When the elevator slowly opened, a group of four people appeared in Yang Chen's sight.
"Mr. Liu!"
Sun Siyuan, who was next to Yang Chen, looked at these four people with a hint of surprise on his face. He quickly clasped his fists and greeted them warmly.
The people who came were none other than people from the Hou family of Xijing. Three of them were Yanagawa Mei, Hou Ziyi, and Hou Ziyi's father Hou Yong. The remaining one had an extraordinary bearing and reserved aura, and should be an innate master.
"Doctor Yang, we meet again."
Hou Yong squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Chen, and nodded lightly.
"You... the Hou family of Xijing also want to participate?"
Yang Chen looked at Yanagawa Mei, who was leaning on a cane and had a gloomy expression, and asked.
"Mr. Yang, what you mean is that my Xijing Hou family is not qualified?"
Just when Hou Ziyi was about to reply, Yanagawa stepped into the elevator, looked Yang Chen up and down, and raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Yang is so arrogant that he can ask the medical sage for a duel late at night
, as the directors of the China Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, why can’t our Hou family participate in today’s grand meeting!”