There were still tears on Ye Ling's face.

When she understood that she had misunderstood Zhang Chen, she wanted to know more about whether there were other problems with her body.

After reason returned, she remembered that Zhang Chen was a peerless genius doctor and a master of the wonderful doctor.

She was extremely shy and finally completely convinced Zhang Chen at this moment.

"I still have dysmenorrhea."

"My butt hurts a little lately."

"Can't you get cancer too?"

Ye Ling pointed at all parts of his body with a protruding figure and asked questions continuously.

Zhang Chen shrugged: "That won't be the case, at most it will be a little more painful."

"Help me treat..." Ye Ling stepped forward, a little anxious.

Zhang Chen rolled his eyes: "It's no longer cured. I'm afraid you will use a knife to cut me again and say I'll take advantage of you."

This sentence made Ye Ling even more shy.

"I won't do it anymore." Ye Ling was shy and had a thin layer of red glow on her fair neck, and she said in a low voice, like a mosquito.

"Let's talk about it later. If you are thirsty, go and pour me a glass of water." Zhang Chen instructed.

Without saying a word, Ye Ling poured a cup of fragrant tea. It was not until Ye Ling handed the fragrant tea to Zhang Chen's hand that Ye Ling looked confused.

I am the daughter of the Ye family and the heir of the Ye family.

When the second ancestor of Longdu saw me, he had to call me Sister Ye.

What are you doing? You actually serve tea and water to a man who is about the same age as you?

Thinking of this, Ye Ling's face became hot...

At this moment, Ye Ling was already in awe of Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen took a sip of tea and said, "Your other problems are not difficult to treat. I will write you a prescription. If you drink them for a month, the medicine will be cured."

"But I'm not in the mood now. Next time, I'll give you the prescription next time."

Ye Ling looked disappointed, but didn't say much.

Next time, it's better than nothing...

Zhang Chen knew that Ye Ling was arrogant, so he deliberately delayed and wanted to cure Ye Ling's nature.

"Arrang a room for me, I'll have a rest."

Ye Ling did not delay, and within a while, the room was arranged for Zhang Chen.

After Zhang Chen rested for half an hour, a knock on the door rang.

The person outside the door was Song Piaomiao. A hint of anxiety appeared on Song Piaomiao's face. She said to Zhang Chen: "Doctor Zhang, something happened."

"Um?"

"Song Feng, the number one master of our Song family, should have come out of seclusion this morning, but I just got the news that Grandpa Song Feng forced a breakthrough because of the duel and failed."

"Now Grandpa Song Feng's strength is greatly damaged..."

"I'm afraid that the decisive battle today can only rely on you, Doctor Zhang." Song Piaomiao said sincerely.

Song Feng is the number one master of the Song family. Song Piaomiao originally wanted Song Feng to fight the Lonely Sword. Even if Song Feng lost to it, at least he would consume the internal strength of the Lonely Sword. Then Zhang Chen would defeat the Lonely Sword.

But now Song Feng is eager to make a breakthrough and hastily breaking through. Now his vitality is severely damaged, and Song Piaomiao can only rely entirely on Zhang Chen.

"I thought it was something, I left it to me." Zhang Chen waved his hand and signaled that Song Piaomiao should not be too worried.

"I'll hand over the Lonely Knife to me. You just need to prepare the other half of the Galaxy Map."

Seeing Zhang Chen full of confidence, Song Piaomiao's emotions were relieved, not as nervous as before.

"That miracle doctor Zhang, let's go there now. My second uncle is probably anxious."

Song Piaomiao's family was short-lived. Her grandfather and father died early, and her mother was not the one who was in charge of the affairs. Song Piaomiao handled all the big and small things in the Song family.

Song Piaomiao's second uncle also holds a high position, and is only under Song Piaomiao, and he is doing a lot of business in the Ye family.

Zhang Chen did not refuse when he heard this. He nodded: "Let's go."

After the two said goodbye to the Ye family, they rushed all the way to the Song family.

Because this time we will have to fight against Lulu, the place where the two sides will be on the high mountain outside Longdu.

What surprised Zhang Chen was that even on the mountain, there was a property from the Song family.

Above the mountain, a villa is located in the center, like a palace in the sky.

"After my grandfather was old, he believed in Taoism. This property was originally used for his vacation to practice." Looking at Zhang Chen's surprised eyes, Song Piaomiao explained: "After my grandfather passed away, no one has come here for a long time."

"No matter what, the Song family in Hong Kong City is flowing with the Song family's blood. We also want to settle the grudges in the place where our grandfather likes the most."

"And it's remote here, so it's convenient for warriors to fight."

After Zhang Chen nodded, he couldn't help but sighed: "Then your Song family is quite rich, with industries everywhere."

"It's okay." Song Piaomiao did not refute.

The Song family’s assets are indeed very exaggerated, and it would seem fake if they are too modest.

Inside the villa, everyone from the Song family was having a meeting.

"Song Feng's vitality is now greatly damaged and he can no longer fight. The Lonely Sword is coming soon. What should I do at this critical moment?"

"You can't let the Song family in Hong Kong really make a joke..."

"The Song family in the Gangcheng is actually led by the Jiang family. They are despicable. If they lose today, I will face my ancestors speechlessly!" A middle-aged man said in pain.

At this moment, a thick voice interrupted everyone's discussion: "Shut up."

The person who spoke was Song Piaomiao's second uncle, Song Jinming. He looked about forty or fifty years old, with a majestic face and extraordinary demeanor.

"Piaomiao told me a while ago that she had found a master to help our Song family fight against the Lonely Knife. With the help of his master, what are you afraid of?" Song Jinming picked up the hot tea and took a sip. He was much more calmer than the others present.

"The Lonely Dao is coming soon. Piaomiao hasn't come back yet. Will it be unsuccessful?" asked a woman.

"Women's opinion, how could Piaomiao have any trouble with such a big incident in the Song family in Hong Kong? " Another middle-aged man quickly retorted.

"That's right."

The more than ten Song family members present were filled with anxiety in their eyes, and the villa was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Seeing that everyone was very nervous, Song Jinming said slowly: "I also hired experts to help, don't worry."

With Song Jinming's continuous comfort, everyone's mood improved.

At this moment, Song Piaomiao walked into the villa.

When they saw Piaomiao coming in, everyone seemed to have seen a savior and came up one after another.

"Piaomiao, you're back. The decisive battle is coming soon. I heard that you have hired a master to help you. Where is that master?"

"That's right, Piaomiao, did you hire Master Sun Qi from Longdu?"

Sun Qi, who is a famous master of dragons, usually does not care about the world, but dragons have the legend of Sun Qi.

Even Song Feng from the Song family may not be Sun Qi's opponent.

Song Piaomiao shook his head: "Don't worry, the master I hired is very powerful. With him here, the Lonely Knife cannot get it."

"This is the master I invited!"

Song Piaomiao gave up and Zhang Chen strode in from outside, with black hair in white, gentle face, but his body exuded a mysterious aura.

"he?"

The Song family saw Zhang Chen's face clearly and were stunned.

"This, isn't this just a child? Is he twenty-five years old this year?" a middle-aged man questioned with a frown.
Chapter completed!