"Come on, I'll introduce it to you by my friend Chu."

Yan Zhenshan did not forget the purpose of coming today. He took Chu Lingyun's hand to the old man in Zhongshan suit and said with a smile:

"Old leader, this is the little miracle doctor I told you, Chu Lingyun. How about it? You look young enough!"

Immediately, he introduced to Chu Lingyun: "My friend Chu, this is my old leader Luo Yanjun."

At this moment, Luo Yanjun also stood up with the help of the bodyguard behind him, looking at Chu Lingyun with his eyes constantly, and was shocked.

He had heard Yan Zhenshan say that Chu Lingyun was not old, but he didn't expect that he was so young.

In his twenties, he really has such a high level of cultivation?!

He was able to integrate his internal strength into medical skills and easily cured Yan Zhenshan's asthma, which had been sentenced to death?!

Of course, what shocked Luo Yanjun even more was that he was surprised to find that at such a close distance, he still couldn't see clearly what kind of cultivation Ling Yun had!

Unbelievable.

It's really incredible.

Of course, no matter how surprised it was, Chu Lingyun's unique strong and tough aura of soldiers was instantly gained his favor.

Immediately, Chu Lingyun showed a faint smile on his face, and hugged the two old men and said, "Hello, Mr. Chu, please come here to visit today, so don't blame me."

Chu Lingyun smiled with a humble and arrogant smile: "Luo is so polite. It is the honor of the younger generation to see you seniors who are willing to sacrifice their lives for today's happy life. Otherwise, let's talk inside?"

Just as Chu Lingyun was about to stagger Luo Yanjun and walked inside, the two bodyguards behind the old man trembled slightly and subconsciously made a defensive posture.

"Missan, Xiaoqi, what are you doing? Why don't you withdraw from me quickly?"

Luo Yanjun didn't expect that the bodyguard who had been with him for many years would be a little out of control today, and couldn't help but scold them.

Immediately afterwards, he said to Chu Lingyun with an apology: "Mr. Chu, I'm so embarrassed. My bodyguard is really too nervous, please don't be surprised."

Although the two bodyguards took off their defense, their eyes did not leave his body and were still full of vigilance towards him.

Chu Lingyun glanced at the bodyguard behind him and smiled and said, "It's okay, as bodyguards, they are very qualified. This is also a normal reaction, I won't care."

As he said that, Chu Lingyun opened the door with a smile in the bodyguard's vigilant eyes, and once again politely invited: "Please, please come inside!"

"Let's go! Old Chief, let's talk about it later." Yan Zhenshan couldn't help but glared at the two overly nervous bodyguards, and then helped Luo Yanjun walk in.

The two bodyguards looked at each other, and their eyes were full of embarrassment.

However, they still dare not take it lightly.

After all, it is their duty. Although they also found that Chu Lingyun had no malicious intentions, they could never really feel at ease and still seemed very alert.

Because just as Chu Lingyun approached them, a strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared in the depths of their hearts, which made their scalp numb.

Ordinary people, even some martial arts masters, may not necessarily feel the dangerous aura from Chu Lingyun.

But the two of them were so-called elites in the army before and had real combat careers.

Because I often wander on the edge of life and death, I have a keen intuition about some dangerous things.

This person is very dangerous and cannot tolerate them not being nervous.

After a few people entered the room, Chu Lingyun brewed a pot of tea and said to everyone with a smile: "There is no good tea at home, so please ask the two elders to make do with it, just to quench their thirst."

"Thank you, Mr. Chu is really polite." Luo Yanjun nodded with a smile.

He has been in a high position for many years and has a sense of pressure on himself.

Even those so-called prides of heaven will be more or less restrained when they speak in front of them for the first time and dare not look directly at them.

However, Chu Lingyun seemed to have no feelings and was not affected at all.

This made him feel a little curious.

Luo Yanjun really wanted to figure out what kind of confidence this young man in his early twenties had to look so comfortable in front of him.

Yan Zhenshan was not polite either. He first took a sip of tea, and then said straight to the point:

"My friend Chu, during the War of Resistance Against Japan, the old leader's legs were penetrated by shrapnel and injured his nerves, almost cutting them off."

"Although he has been rescued in time, he has suffered from serious illness since then, and has been suffering from no prescriptions. Moreover, as he grows older in recent years, his leg injuries have become more and more serious."

"I know that my friend, you are a good doctor, so I took the liberty to bring the old leader over to ask you for treatment, hoping to get back to life and relieve his illness as soon as possible. I thank you here first."

Originally, when Luo Yanjun went to Yan Zhenshan's house two days ago, he wanted to bring him there.

However, when the two old men met that day, they drank happily and got drunk as they drank.

Luo Yishui had no choice but to bring Luo Yanjun back angrily, and it was not until today that he had made another appointment for time to come together.

Although Luo Yanjun likes Chu Lingyun's iron-blooded soldier temperament very much and knows that he was definitely not simple before, he still doesn't believe it from the bottom of his heart that Chu Lingyun can cure his legs.

On the one hand, of course, Chu Lingyun is too young, and she is only in her twenties.

On the other hand, it was because Luo Yanjun himself lost confidence in the stubborn disease in his legs.

This is not surprising.

Luo Yanjun is also considered to be the group of people with the highest status and status in China, and naturally enjoys the best resources.

The person who used to treat him seemed to be around fifty years old.

Each of them has lived together for many years, has excellent medical skills and has very rich clinical experience.

And these old Chinese medicine doctors or neurologists who are known as the national athletes in Xinglin are helpless in the face of their chronic diseases.

After struggling for so long, at best, it was just a little relieved. The overall situation was still deteriorating, and Luo Yanjun gave up.

This time I came here entirely because I couldn't stand Yan Zhenshan's persuasion and couldn't hide my face.

Of course, there is another important reason that I want to meet Chu Lingyun, who was whispered to heaven by his old subordinates.

"I was injured during the War of Resistance Against Japan?" Chu Lingyun asked with a frown slightly.

"Yes, it's almost forty years. Do you think there is any way?"

This time it was Luo Yanjun who spoke.

He had a smile on his face, looking very calm.

Chu Lingyun nodded and then fell into deep thought.

Generally, it hurts nerves. At the current medical level, it is often very difficult to treat.

But for Chu Lingyun, he was not really helpless.

However, this injury has been going on for so many years, and it is really hard to draw conclusions. We have to take a look first.
Chapter completed!