"It's so unlucky!" The pungent smell made Jiang Xian frown in disgust. He originally planned to continue to teach Gao Zhanyun a lesson. At this moment, Jiang Xian also felt that teaching such a guy would dirty his hands.

After throwing Gao Zhanyun away, Jiang Xian shook his head, and regardless of the gangsters who were humming all over the ground, he walked straight towards the beach resort.

Jiang Xian had already vaguely felt that this matter was unrelated to the coach he was learning to drive. There was no such coincidence. He informed him to practice driving and was immediately blocked, and he was on this road.

However, Jiang Xian is no longer in the mood to pay attention to these things now.

Because he felt a slight pain coming from his chest and five internal organs, he couldn't help but coughed for a while, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out fiercely. Not only that, Jiang Xian also felt that his arms were as heavy as lead. He looked down and saw that at some point, his arms were black and very scary. After a while, the pain disappeared, and replaced by a kind of numbness.

The two arms seemed to have lost consciousness, but with a slight touch, it immediately caused a severe pain like a needle.

"It's so cruel!" Jiang Xian frowned tightly. He felt that he seemed to be very injured this time, and he did not dare to avoid the doctor. When he returned to the beach resort, he did not disturb Xiao Ya. He found a driver and rushed towards the city center hospital.

The driver's name is Yuan Ming, and he is a driver specially arranged by Xiao Ya for Jiang Xian.

However, Jiang Xian is not used to taking a bus, and he likes to walk more often. When he sits in the bus, Jiang Xian only feels the scorching pain of his internal organs, and even the strength to speak seems to have disappeared.

Yuan Ming took Jiang Xian to the city central hospital and skillfully helped Jiang Xian register.

Jiang Xian sat on the chair aside and closed his eyes to rest, but he felt that his pain was getting worse and worse. What kind of kung fu did Cai Tianlin practice?

With a light glance, Jiang Xian suddenly found a familiar figure in a corner not far away, which was Sun Chenggang who he saw in the underground black fist last night. At this moment, Sun Chenggang was paced back and forth in the corridor, with a hint of anxiety on his face.

At this moment, Yuan Ming came over and said, "Xiao Jiang, I've got a call for you. Let's go see a doctor!"

"Don't worry, wait first!" Jiang Xian shook his head slightly, stood up and walked towards Sun Chenggang.

"Hello, Master Sun!" Jiang Xian came to Sun Chenggang and said with a smile.

"Hello, are you?" Sun Chenggang looked at Jiang Xian in confusion. It was obvious that Jiang Xian was not the same person in his memory.

"My name is Jiang Xian!" Jiang Xian smiled and said, "Master Sun may not know me. In fact, I watched Master Sun's competition in the underground black boxing last night, and then I met Master Sun!"

Jiang Xian said straight to the point.

Suddenly, Sun Chenggang looked at Jiang Xian with some vigilance: "What are you talking about these?"

Jiang Xian smiled, but suddenly, a violent stinging pain came from his arm, which made Jiang Xian's smile a little far-fetched. Sun Chenggang's eyes fell on Jiang Xian's two black arms, and he frowned slightly: "Are you injured?"

"Yes!" Jiang Xian didn't hide anything.

Sun Chenggang suddenly grabbed Jiang Xian's arm and immediately grinned in pain. Sun Chenggang took a look and said slowly: "This is the wound of the iron sand palm. Have you attacked someone?"

"Yes?" Jiang Xian nodded slightly.

"Fortunately you met me. Otherwise, your hand would be ruined!" Sun Chenggang sighed softly and said slowly: "Forget it, even if you know each other, I will treat you!"

While talking, Sun Chenggang touched it casually and grinded a golden needle from his waist. Then, without waiting for Jiang Xian to react, he stabbed it into his skin and flesh. The entire needle was more than four inches long, but it was not seen. Sun Chenggang had any extra movements. The needle more than four inches long completely penetrated into Jiang Xian's skin and flesh. He was afraid that Jiang Xian would be frightened.

Gradually, a trace of coldness came from his arm. After about ten minutes, Sun Chenggang pulled out the golden needle and inserted it into Jiang Xian's other arm as usual. Then gently rubbed Jiang Xian's right arm. With Sun Chenggang's movement, Jiang Xian only felt a burst of soreness and numbness coming from his right arm, and a large amount of dirty blood flowed out along the point where the needle was pierced.

In less than a minute, Jiang Xian's arms were no longer black and slightly red and swollen, but they no longer had such severe pain. Jiang Xian couldn't help but secretly exclaimed. Sun Chenggang massaged Jiang Xian's left hand again and returned to his original state.

"It will be better if you go back and take care of it for a few days!" Sun Chenggang looked at Jiang Xian and said, "No need to use medicine. It is three parts poisonous, but it is not good for the health!"

"Thank you, Master Sun, but Master Sun, look, I'm still injured here!" As he said, Jiang Xian lifted up his clothes, which were also black.

Sun Chenggang couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "I'm injured here too? No, you were hit by the iron sand palm, why didn't your bones break? It's just that there was some blood stasis? How could this be possible?"

Jiang Xian knew his reasons, strengthening his muscles and bones, and Cai Tianlin's attack power was within the range that Jiang Xian could bear.

Before Jiang Xian could speak, Sun Chenggang suddenly grabbed Jiang Xian's wrist and shook it gently. In an instant, Jiang Xian felt a slight trembling from the bones all over his body. An incredible expression suddenly appeared on Sun Chenggang's face: "You, you have never practiced fist, how could your muscles and bones be so strong?"

"Master Sun, look at my injuries?" Jiang Xian said without further ado.

"This is no problem!" Sun Cheng just took out a golden needle and gently stabbed Jiang Xian's chest a few times. The black blood flowed out, and the bruises receded. Jiang Xian touched his chest and felt that his internal organs were still burning and painful.

Sun Chenggang reached out and gently pressed it against Jiang Xian's chest. For a moment, Jiang Xian felt countless soft powers seemed to merge into his lungs along his pores and felt very comfortable.

"Is this the legendary internal force?" Jiang Xian couldn't help but be secretly shocked.

Not long after, Sun Chenggang withdrew his palm and said calmly: "Your lungs have been injured a little. It's okay, just take care of it slowly!"

Speaking of this, Sun Chenggang seemed to be a little overjoyed.

"Master Sun!" Jiang Xian suddenly said, "It seems that you are in some trouble, why don't you tell me, maybe I can help you?"

Sun Chenggang originally did not plan to continue to take care of Jiang Xian, but now he heard Jiang Xian say this, his mind became more and more lively. Generally speaking, people who can watch black boxing are either rich or noble. This young man seems to have a desire for him. Maybe he can really help him.

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