Several people walked up the steps, and as the fog gradually weakened, they finally arrived halfway up the mountain.

"It's finally coming soon. Before I came, I heard from my old man that the Wu family's manor was built on the hillside and it wouldn't take long to see it." Wu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't sleep all night last night and drove for a long time. In addition, he had climbed the mountain road for so long, so he was a warrior in the "Tongyou Period" and couldn't help but panting.

Hong Yiling also breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the fine sweat beads on her forehead with a tissue, and said, "That would be great. Climbing a mountain is so exhausting."

Jiang Meng was also a little panting, pounded her sore legs, and subconsciously looked at Chen Feiyu, but saw that he looked as usual, walking on flat ground, and he felt even more suspicious. How strange, is Chen Feiyu a man and can't feel tired?

Suddenly, there was a quarrel not far ahead, and it seemed that several people had an argument.

After climbing the mountain for so long, everyone finally felt the energy of fireworks. They were full of energy and quickly looked up and looked forward. Through the thin fog, four figures appeared faintly, and they didn't know what they were arguing.

After walking up the steps for more than ten meters, the fog had almost dissipated and everyone had seen clearly that the steps not far away had forked. In addition to a step leading to the top of the mountain, another step was divided on the left.

At this moment, four people stood at the intersection, two of whom were wearing black suits and shiny leather shoes, looking quite energetic.

They were arrogant and were rushing to the father and son in front of them. The father and son held hands, looked depressed and aggrieved, bent down and begged, saying that they would not leave anything.

Wu Zhe was excited and said, "The two people in suits in front should be the staff in charge of the Wu family's reception. Let's go there soon."

After saying that, he waved his hand and led Huang Zhenxing and others to speed up their pace and walked forward soon. He quickly surpassed Chen Feiyu and walked over first.

With so many people huddled on the steps, the father and son had no choice but to retreat aside.

The two receptionists cast doubtful eyes at Wu Zhe and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wu Zhegong bowed and smiled politely: "Two brothers, Wu Zhe from the Wu family in Xiaguanshan City, these two are Jiang Meng from the Jiang family and Hong Yiling from the Hong family. We are all invited to participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition."

Huang Zhenxing and Shi Weiping also quickly introduced themselves.

"It turned out to be a distinguished guest who came to participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition. It's easy to talk about it. I'm here to give you a speech. This is my brother, Wu Shuai. On the order of the head of the family, I came here to receive the distinguished guests from the traditional Chinese medicine family. Please show me the invitation."

Wu Wen smiled politely and bowed his hand to return the gift, but the amount of bowing was very small. As a child of the Wu family, facing the traditional Chinese medicine family in secular society, he naturally showed a sense of superiority.

Wu Zhe and others didn't feel anything arrogant, so they took out red paper and gold powder invitations and handed them over.

Chen Feiyu also walked up at this time and looked around. He saw that the two receptionists of the Wu family had low martial arts cultivation, only the "Heqi period", and even the "Tongyou period". It was thought that because his martial arts cultivation was too low and he had no status in the family, he was assigned some low-level tasks for reception.

When Chen Feiyu continued to sweep the father and son next to him from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

I saw the father and son holding their son in hand. The father was wearing famous brands and served with a handsome and mature appearance. He was obviously a successful person in society.

But there was a big problem with the son. He was more than 1.5 meters tall and should not be old. His hair had turned a lot white. Not only was he a teenager white, but he was an old man, as if he was an old man in his fifties. This was a cruel blow to a teenager in his teenager.

Chen Feiyu knew in his heart that combined with the dispute that had just happened here, it was the father and son who came to ask for medicine to treat the disease, but were blocked by the reception staff of the Wu family.

At this moment, Wu Wen checked the invitation, his smile became three times stronger, and said, "The invitation is no problem, please come in. Follow the steps on the left and you will see the staff of the Wu family. At that time, they will naturally arrange accommodation for you."

"That's thank you." Wu Zhe bowed and smiled, then turned his head to Jiang Meng and others and said, "Then let's go now."

Hong Yiling took the lead and walked towards the steps on the left. The father and son turned their eyes and took this opportunity to follow behind, wanting to follow in.

Wu Wen frowned and stopped him immediately, saying disgustedly: "Go and go, our Wu family has a very important thing to hold during this period. Don't come in and make trouble."

Wu Zhe and others also stopped and cast strange gazes at the father and son.

When Jiang Meng saw the young man's appearance of premature aging, she felt soft and sighed secretly. No need to think that this disease is definitely a huge torture for a young man. It's just this strange disease. She thought to herself that her current medical skills cannot be cured. Although she sympathized, she was helpless.

The middle-aged man begged with a bitter face: "Two little brothers, you have also seen it. My son is young and has a strange disease. It is useless to seek medical treatment everywhere. He can only come to the Wu family to seek medicine for treatment. He also asks you two to be kind and ask us to go in for medical treatment. Xiaoliang, hurry up, please beg these two uncles."

Xiaoshan stood upright with a grievance and stubborn look on his face and said, "Dad, since they don't let us in, then we won't go in. A man is a real man, there is no need to beg them in a humble manner!"

Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows slightly. This young man had a strange disease and was still proud, which was quite suitable for his taste.

Wu Wen said contemptuously: "At a young age, your bones are quite hard. Since that's the case, then you can go down the mountain as soon as possible."

The middle-aged man's face changed. He first glared at Xiaoshan fiercely and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Then, he looked at Wu Wen and his two men, looked begging, and said, "Two little brothers, you can do it. I have money and a lot of money. As long as you let me in, I can cure the symptoms of Xiaoliang, I am willing to spend as much as I spend."

"Money? What we lack is really not money." Wu Wen looked contemptuous. He was right. For the hidden Chinese medicine family, the most lacking is precious prescriptions and pharmacopoeia. As long as you improve your medical skills, you can simply spend two or three years in the secular society, you can become a guest of honor for many high-ranking officials and nobles, thus gaining both fame and fortune.

Immediately, he no longer paid attention to the father and son, turned to Chen Feiyu and Peng Wen, and said, "Are you two here to participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition?"

"Yes." Chen Feiyu nodded.

"Please show the invitation. If there is no problem, then you can go in."

"Invitation? No." Chen Feiyu shook his head.

Wu Wen rolled his eyes and said, "Since there is no invitation, there is nothing we can do, please go back."

Wu Zhe, Hong Yiling and others were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

Wu Zhe laughed so hard that his stomach hurt and said sarcastically: "When I was on the road just now, Chen Feiyu bet with me to see who had a good grade in the Chinese medicine competition. It turned out that after a long time of work, he was pretending to be a big-tailed wolf, and he didn't even have an invitation. I was so laughing to death."

Hong Yiling giggled and said, "Isn't that a bad thing? I thought Chen Feiyu had two skills in medical skills before. Alas, he was so bragging that he was so loud, but he turned out to be full of rashness."

Jiang Meng shook her head repeatedly. Chen Feiyu is so reckless. She doesn't even have invitations. Not to mention participating in the traditional Chinese medicine competition, she can't even enter the Wu family's door. But Chen Feiyu dares to bet with Wu Zhe in this way. Isn't this just looking for a fight? Well, before entering the Wu family, she was already slapped in the face. It's so stupid.

Chen Feiyu's expression remained unchanged and said, "Two, I heard that the Wu family invited traditional Chinese medicine practitioners with excellent medical skills to participate in the competition. The purpose is to improve the competitiveness of the Wu family disciples. Although I have no invitations, I can guarantee that my medical skills are more than enough to participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition. I wonder if I can adapt it?"

"No, no, it's empty talk. Who knows whether what you said is true or false." Wu Wen said firmly: "Our Wu family holds this traditional Chinese medicine competition, and many important people will come to participate. Their safety is very important. If there is no invitation, how do we know if you are pretending to be the reputation of participating in the competition, waiting for an opportunity to make trouble or inquire about information?"

"It makes sense." Chen Feiyu nodded and said, "I also agree that it is impossible to win trust in others without any words. It would be better if I could prove that my medical skills are indeed qualified to participate in the traditional Chinese medicine competition, would I be able to enter?"

"It's OK, but how do you prove your medical skills?" Wu Wen curled his lips and sneered: "You won't want to memorize the 'Soup Song', or write a passage of content in the "Huangdi Neijing"? I have to say in advance that such rote memorization is not good. Who knows if you memorize a passage of content in advance and want to get through it?"

"Of course not." Chen Feiyu shook his head and chuckled, suddenly pointed at Xiaoshan who was standing next to him, and said, "If I can cure him, it should be able to prove my medical skills, right?"

As soon as this statement came out, it was like thunder thunder roaring on the ground!

Especially the middle-aged man and Xiao Shan were even more surprised and excited.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zhe smiled even more pretentiously: "Chen Feiyu, you are not kidding. His disease is not a lack of white hair, but a serious premature aging. Unless you are a god descending to earth, how can you cure him?"

Chen Feiyu glanced at Wu Zhe and said, "I said that people in the world can never get rid of the problem of judging others by themselves. Your medical skills cannot be cured. Don't think that Chen Feiyu can't be cured either."

Wu Zhe smiled and sneered: "Okay, I'll see what you have. Even such a strange disease can be cured!"
Chapter completed!