These scum who have forgotten their ancestors must be severely beaten and swollen in the face.
After hearing Ye Qingyang's words, Yun Changqing's calm heart surged with blood.
Ye Qingyang is so young. Not only is he highly skilled in martial arts, but he also has a firm stance in front of national justice and resolutely safeguards national dignity.
What a respectable young man!
Yun Changqing respected Ye Qingyang again, and said with gratitude in his heart:
"Mr. Ye, I'll help you!"
"No problem!" Ye Qingyang said: "Mr. Yun, please go shirtless and practice your breathing method of storing essence and receiving qi for me to see!"
"good!"
Yun Changqing didn't shy away from it. He took off his shirt directly, revealing the fine muscles that only young people have. He sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes and began to adjust his breathing.
Yun Changqing's internal strength cultivation techniques cannot be learned by others just by watching.
Because the method of cultivating internal strength mainly focuses on regulating and cultivating the breath in the body, it is impossible to determine the method of cultivation through external manifestations.
This method of cultivating inner strength is called Qigong by the public and the media, and is called the breath method by real martial arts practitioners.
Yun Changqing quickly entered the state of cultivation, and the surface of his skin was like ripples on the calm water, shaking rapidly.
After a minute, it calmed down, and wisps of misty smoke overflowed from the body surface and disappeared.
Chen Liang on the side couldn't help but sigh secretly.
This is the aura of a person with strong inner strength, so powerful!
But then I thought about it, Ye Qingyang just sees a doctor, but what does it mean to ask Mr. Yun to practice?
Is there anyone who can treat illnesses like you?
Is it possible that you still want to learn other people’s exercises?
Are you overthinking it?
Even a master like me, who is at the peak of my external strength, can't understand what kind of skills Mr. Yun practices. How can you understand that?
Chen Liangliang felt very contemptuous.
Similarly, Chen Weilong looked down on Ye Qingyang very much at this time.
He despised Ye Qingyang from a medical perspective.
He looked at everything in front of him confidently and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Anyone with some medical knowledge knows that if a patient with irreversible lung damage wants to survive, he can only have his lungs removed, otherwise the whole person will not be saved if other parts of his body are affected.
You, Ye Qingyang, are bragging again and asking Mr. Yun to practice for you. You are pretending to be extremely advanced. I will see how you end up in the end.
So, he didn't say anything, just looked at Ye Qingyang with a sneer, waiting to slap Ye Qingyang in the face.
After observing for about three minutes, Ye Qingyang said: "Mr. Yun, it's ready!"
Yun Changqing took a breath, opened his eyes, and looked quite surprised: "Mr. Ye, is this all right?"
"Yes!"
Ye Qingyang walked to the table where Yun Changqing was practicing calligraphy, picked up a pen and ink, and started writing quickly on the paper.
After about three minutes, Ye Qingyang put down the pen and said: "It's done, please take a look at it, Mr. Yun!"
Yun Changqing hurried over and carefully read the words written by Ye Qingyang.
"This is?"
Mr. Yun looked at the words on the paper in confusion. After just a few seconds, his expression changed slightly.
Then, the more I read, the more surprised I became.
By the end, he had an incredible expression on his face.
Mr. Yun did not answer immediately, but slowly closed his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about an extremely serious matter. After thinking for a long time, he finally let out a breath slowly.
The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to turn around and bow to Ye Qingyang: "Sir, you are so kind and kind, I will never forget it!"
this......
what's the situation?
Everyone was extremely surprised.
Never have I seen Mr. Yun respect another person so much!
"Grandpa, what did he do that made you pay him such a courtesy?" Yun Wan'er asked in surprise.
Yun Changqing said excitedly: "I really don't know where to start at the moment, please ask Mr. Ye to talk about it!"
Ye Qingyang said: "It's like this. As I said last time, Mr. Yun's lung disease is caused by the defects of the exercise. This exercise is too strong and damages the lungs. Every time it is used, it will damage the lungs. Slowly
When a little adds up, it becomes a stubborn disease!"
"So for this situation, the treatment method needs to be divided into two steps. First, we need to improve your internal strength cultivation method. The 'Yun's internal strength improvement method' I just wrote is for your Yun family's internal strength cultivation method.
Improvement!"
Speaking of this, Yun Changqing interjected and sighed: "Mr. Ye is so humble, what you are doing is more than just improvement! With such changes, you have raised our Yun family's Kung Fu to many levels! Mr. Ye is so good in martial arts.
His attainments are truly scholarly and heavenly, reaching the pinnacle of excellence!"
The Yun family has been practicing this skill for hundreds of years, but they have never found a way to improve it, but they didn't expect Ye Qingyang to use his medical skills to optimize it, and it was optimized so perfectly.
You know, he only stared at himself for a few minutes.
Through these few minutes of observation, he was able to modify a centuries-old technique to perfection. Such an ability is simply terrifying!
"I didn't expect you to be so powerful!"
Yun Wan'er finally changed her previous indifference and looked at Ye Qingyang in a new light.
"Not only is he awesome, Mr. Ye's martial arts attainments are comparable to those of a master!" Yun Changqing's eyes were like a torch, and he said, "Mr. Ye is so young and has such attainments. He is truly a genius!"
"Oh, no! I'm just a Taoist!" Ye Qingyang waved his hand and said: "But if you use me to improve this set of exercises, not only will it not hurt the lungs, but it will also protect the heart and lungs, and there will be no side effects at all!"
"Very good!"
Yun Wan'er hurried forward to read what Ye Qingyang wrote, but she was embarrassed and found that she couldn't understand it!
Chen Liang and Chen Weilong on the side were always in a state of surprise, grinning from ear to ear.
Chen Weilong frowned and said: "Can you still treat a disease like this? Kung Fu? Can Kung Fu cure diseases?"
Chen Liang quickly explained: "Cousin, you have been studying abroad since you were a child, and you don't know some things about us martial arts practitioners. I heard my father say that some good exercises for cultivating internal strength have side effects, which are harmful to the human body or
There will be more or less damage. If you improve the technique, it can indeed protect the body, but it is very difficult. I never thought that this kid has such a terrifying talent!"
He looked at Ye Qingyang with extremely surprised eyes, full of doubts.
But Ye Qingyang ignored them and said to Yun Changqing: "I have a few Yuanqi pills specially made for you. They have a miraculous effect on lung damage. You can practice the improved techniques and add them."
The conditioning of Shangdan Pills is even more powerful. Lung damage can be basically cured and there won’t be any impact in the future.”
After saying that, Ye Qingyang took out a few black pills from his arms and handed them to Yun Changqing.
"Thank you so much, sir!" Yun Changqing felt as if he had found a treasure, and felt extremely grateful.
Yun Wan'er on the side was extremely happy. Her grandfather's illness was finally cured, and the family's martial arts had also become more powerful.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Ye Qingyang.
Not to mention, this Ye Qingyang looks rustic and carefree, but when he gets serious, he is quite handsome!
At this time, she remembered another thing, turned around and looked at Chen Weilong with cold eyes: "By the way, which bastard just wanted to cut my grandfather's lungs?"