Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Zhang Yang walked straight into the pavilion and looked straight at the old man. His expression did not change at all. His tone was calm like water, and there was even a hint of impatience in his eyes that quickly disappeared.    

"Hahaha …"    

Suddenly, Uncle Jiang started laughing out loud without any warning. He was full of energy and it was impossible to tell that he was sick. He stopped laughing and nodded his head in praise as he said this.    

"Not bad young man. Not bad, I am the patient."    

"Give me your hand."    

Zhang Yang didn't say anything and directly sat opposite the old man in the rain pavilion and went straight to the point.    

The sturdy guy who was called Brother Zhan by the baldy, when he saw Zhang Yang be so rude, his eyes suddenly let out killing intent, making the baldy beside him almost kneel down.    

This guy had definitely killed before, and not just one. The bald man broke out in a cold sweat, his heart secretly feeling unsettled. He had been in the underworld for so many years, yet he still possessed a certain level of discernment.    

"Lei Zhan!" You can't be rude to Doctor Zhang. " Uncle Jiang opened his mouth in time to stop Doctor Zhang. He then stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Doctor Zhang, you must be joking."    

Zhang Yang didn't say anything. He put two fingers on his pulse card and squinted his eyes.    

Pulse, look at face, tongue fur... After the necessary process, Zhang Yang thought for a while.    

The surroundings immediately quietened down. It was related to Uncle Jiang's condition. Even though Zhang Yang's attitude made him extremely angry, Lei Zhan quickly withdrew his imposing manner and watched quietly.    

A long time later.    

Zhang Yang slowly opened his eyes and spat out two words.    

"Blood cancer!"    

After saying so, the temperature in this small pavilion suddenly dropped. The expression of Uncle Jiang, who was originally laughing, changed in an instant. His eyes were like daggers staring at Zhang Yang.    

At the same time, Lei Zhan, who was on the side, emitted a strong killing intent as he glared at Zhang Yang, "Brat, do you know what you're saying?"    

Zhang Yang didn't even look at him, he was still deep in thought.    

"Lei Zhan!"    

Suddenly, Uncle Jiang shouted and stopped Lei Zhan. After that, he looked at Zhang Yang and an unprecedented seriousness emerged between his brows.    

"Doctor Zhang, traditional Chinese medicine requires a lot of observation. You only used two things to determine the illness of this old man? I'll tell you directly, my body is full of old ailments, and they were left behind when I was young. All the major hospitals at home and abroad, advanced medical instruments, and famous doctors have all shown it to me, the result of the examination is just an old ailment that occurs repeatedly. I don't know how Doctor Zhang came to the conclusion that this old man is a blood cancer? "    

Zhang Yang revealed a hint of surprise and immediately said, "What's your old problem?"    

At this point, Uncle Jiang also sighed and said.    

"Because too many people were injured when they were young, it led to a blood loss. Furthermore, after every injury, they did not take it to heart, and they did not receive proper treatment." Because too many people were injured when they were young, it led to a blood loss, and after every injury, they did not take it to heart, and they did not receive proper treatment either.    

As he finished speaking, he stared at Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was obviously a sick person, but a mere pulse doctor had called him a blood cancer. This was not a small matter; no one would have a pleasant expression.    

Uncle Jiang was definitely not a kind person. If he did not investigate Zhang Yang and verify some things, he definitely would not have been able to endure until now.    

"Ha!"    

Suddenly, Zhang Yang sneered without hiding anything and looked at him, "Then tell me, since it's an old problem, why isn't the hospital at home and abroad looking good? Don't mention anything about advanced medical equipment to me."    

"This …"    

Uncle Jiang's momentum weakened. Without waiting for him to continue speaking, Zhang Yang sneered again.    

"You should be coughing up blood recently, right? Furthermore, your waist is hurting more and more. Don't look at how straight your waist is right now.    

"You, you, how did you know?"    

Uncle Jiang's imposing manner weakened again. This time, he was truly moved. This was because these symptoms only appeared recently. Even Lei Zhan, the bodyguard, did not know about them.    

On the surface, it looks like it was indeed the root of the disease you had when you were young, causing you to suffer from a blood loss. In fact, the blood cells in your body have already weakened to the point that they no longer have any tension.    

Pausing for a moment, he looked at Uncle Jiang, "Stretch your fingers."    

Uncle Jiang's face became extremely serious, and according to Zhang Yang, his ten fingers were stretched out side by side.    

In a split-second, the red blush on her nails disappeared. It was not the white of an ordinary person's nail, but rather the snow-white colour of ice and snow.    

"This …" Uncle Jiang widened his eyes. Even he did not notice this change.    

As he said this, he actually started to believe Zhang Yang's words.    

"Doctor Zhang, half a month ago, I went to the hospital to check once, but I didn't find any blood cancer."    

"It's simple, because your condition does not correspond to the symptoms of cancer in the blood. It is neither anemia nor lymphocytic leukemia, and it is intermittent, so naturally it cannot be detected."    

Pausing for a moment, Zhang Yang continued, "Your illness isn't serious, it's the root cause of the hidden injury that you left behind when you were young. Of course, if that strange virus isn't infected."    

In fact, the real reason was because of this strange virus in his bone marrow and blood. This was also the conclusion that Zhang Yang obtained from repeated investigations using Spiritual Power.    

Of course, it was impossible for him to say any of this, so he was too lazy to explain anything. Finally, he looked at Uncle Jiang, "Now you have two choices, go to the hospital and check the treatment again. The other option is for me to treat you."    

"Sorry for the trouble, Doctor Zhang!"    

After the initial shock, Uncle Jiang chose Zhang Yang without any hesitation.    

Regardless of whether what Zhang Yang said was true or not, Uncle Jiang had actually lost all confidence in those doctors in the hospital. Indeed, all these years, no matter how much he ran around the country, he didn't think Zhang Yang was lying.    

Because it was already agreed in advance that even if Uncle Jiang had a cold and fever and Zhang Yang cured him, he would still have to pay a million dollars for his diagnosis. Zhang Yang didn't need to be alarmist.    

"Alright, in that case, I'll tell you in advance. I can treat your illness, but it will take at least ten courses. A million yuan per session. Is that alright?"    

"No problem." Uncle Jiang immediately answered, raising his head and gesturing to Lei Zhan with his eyes.    

Lei Zhan glared at Zhang Yang before turning around and leaving the pavilion. Soon, he appeared with a locked safe. He placed it on the table and opened it, revealing a bright red light.    

"Hehe, I like cash the most. I don't need to go to the bank to exchange it."    

Zhang Yang was immediately overjoyed. He didn't expect Uncle Jiang to prepare a box of cash in advance.    

With that, he said to Uncle Jiang without even looking at Lei Zhan, "Move a single bed under the sun."    

"Alright."    

Uncle Jiang gestured to Lei Zhan to do it. At the same time, he followed Lei Zhan to the courtyard of the villa.    

Soon, everything was ready. Zhang Yang raised his head and looked at the burning sun in the center with a calm expression, "Take off your shirt and lie on the bed."    

Uncle Jiang nodded and took off his shirt without any hesitation.    

Looking at the small snake-like scars on Uncle Jiang's bare upper body, Zhang Yang was slightly shocked. These scars were big and small, almost covering his entire body.    

One could completely imagine what kind of bloody wind and rain that old man went through when he was young. Even his heart had a fist-sized scar. His skin was twisted, and it could almost be said to be a fatal wound.    

"To those of us in the underworld, this is both an honor and a status."    

Seeing Zhang Yang's surprised expression, Uncle Jiang laughed and did not conceal the proud expression on his face.    

"Your current blood cancer and virus can be said to be caused by these scars. If you don't treat your injuries properly and don't care about your body, you deserve to have blood cancer."    

Zhang Yang had already recovered. His tone was very rude, as if he was not in front of a creepy black boss, but an ordinary old man.    

Hearing this, Uncle Jiang's face looked a little awkward. Lei Zhan immediately opened his eyes wide and stared fiercely at Zhang Yang, as if he wanted to use his eyes to hack him into a thousand pieces. As for the baldy, it was unknown whether he was hot or scared, but he kept wiping off the sweat on the baldy.    

"Hur hur, Doctor Zhang is right."    

He let out a few awkward laughs and then bent over the bed.    

Although Uncle Jiang was in his sixties, the muscles on his upper body were extremely firm. His skin didn't look old at all. If one only looked at his upper body and didn't look at his face, it would be hard to imagine that he was an old man.    

Opening the needle box, Zhang Yang took out a silver needle and inserted it into the tail of Uncle Jiang's waist. The Spiritual Consciousness moved slowly and a sliver of faintly discernible Star Power, with the silver needle as its medium, rushed into Uncle Jiang's blood.    

At the side, Lei Zhan, who had been watching Zhang Yang's acupuncture, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He didn't know if it was an illusion or not, but the moment the silver needle was inserted, he seemed to see a hazy flash of light.    

"Hmm?" The nearby baldy couldn't help but rub his eyes as well.    

Zhang Yang did not carry out any conventional treatment. In fact, Uncle Jiang's disease was not too different from Ouyang Xuan's mandatory spondylitis, it was all a matter of blood, but Uncle Jiang's strange virus was very difficult to deal with, even Zhang Yang had to use Spiritual Consciousness to capture and purify it.    

The most important thing was that he couldn't completely purify it with his own Dark Star's power.    

That was why he requested for the Star Power to pass through under the sunlight. That beam of light was extremely faint, and it disappeared in a flash, causing people to think that it was the light emitted by a silver needle.    

Of course, the most important thing Zhang Yang wanted to do was to use the Star Power to resonate with the Red Sun Star Power. The sun itself was also part of the stars, but Zhang Yang was unable to absorb the Red Sun Star Power with his current realm, so he could only use the Dark Star Star Power to resonate and use it to purify the strange virus in Uncle Jiang's body.    

"Eh? I feel a warm feeling on my waist. It's not that painful anymore. "    

The person who experienced the most was Uncle Jiang. He felt a warm current flow through his waist, relieving the pain he had felt over the years. His expression was surprised and joyful.    

Zhang Yang smiled and twisted his fingers. The silver needles started rotating … Zizi!    

Black water flowed out from the place where the silver needle was stabbed. As the water flowed out, Uncle Jiang felt as if his body had been lifted off a heavy burden and was extremely comfortable.    

However, in the baldy's eyes, this transformation was simply like a miracle.    

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yang pulled out the silver needle and pressed a hand on Uncle Jiang's back. He said, "The next needle may hurt. If you can't resist, you can cry out."