He Jiasheng's condition has also recovered well. After the last time his brother's affairs, he called his private doctor over to live in the He family villa and checked it every day. However, he reminded the private doctor to keep it confidential. He himself knew how sensational it would be if someone could cure diabetes.

He was afraid of causing trouble to Wang Cheng. At present, only a few wealthy families who attended the Huo Family Restaurant last time were not convinced.

When Wang Cheng came to the He family, He Jiasheng came out to greet him personally as before, and his spirit and body seemed very good. When Wang Cheng saw this, he felt relieved. So far, the condition of several patients he treated has recovered well, and there has been no repeated deterioration of the condition.

He Jiasheng had a sumptuous lunch first. When he saw Wang Cheng and the little girl Wang Yuanyuan's appetite was bigger than last time, he laughed so much fun.

At the dinner table, He Jiasheng mentioned something: "Wang Cheng, the American diabetes expert Smith, who came last time, has been contacting me recently, saying that he wanted to give me a special topic and record my condition development until I recover and publish it. He also wanted your contact information and said that he wanted to know about the detailed treatment of diabetes."

Wang Cheng was eating a piece of beef and frowned and said, "I'm not interested. Mr. He, please refuse directly and tell him not to contact you again."

He Jiasheng nodded and said, "That's what I told him."

Several patients and family members who came into contact with Wang Cheng knew Wang Cheng's personality and temper, but they didn't like to be arrogant. What surprised them was that Wang Cheng had a very good medical skills, but he didn't seem to want to continue to develop in the medical profession. Therefore, he did not value fame. Instead, he paid more attention to confidentiality.

After dinner, Wang Cheng did not waste time and started treatment for He Jiasheng directly.

With the previous treatment foundation, Wang Cheng's subsequent treatment will become simple. He only needs to continue to maintain his body's recovery based on the basic treatment theory. Each treatment will improve until He Jiasheng's body is truly recovered and his physical skills can maintain normal operation, and the treatment will be over.

At present, Wang Cheng speculated that at least twenty treatments might be required, which was half less than the fifty treatments he had predicted for the first time.

The treatment lasted for an hour. After the treatment was completed, Wang Cheng said goodbye to He Jiasheng directly. He also had to go to Huang Delin's house at the next stop, and then go to Yu Jun's house tomorrow morning. Fortunately, the treatment for Huo Baixing this time has ended, and it will be easier next time, otherwise Wang Cheng might be a little annoyed.

Huo Youwen drove and took Wang Cheng and Wang Yuanyuan toward the Huang Family Martial Arts Hall, saying, "Wang Cheng. My master has recovered very well recently. He said that he might break through in a while. Do you think he needs to wait?"

What Huo Youwen wants to ask is whether the injuries on his heart meridians, which have not yet fully recovered, will affect the breakthrough and the transportation of qi and blood after the breakthrough.

Wang Cheng thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's better not to break through the realm for the time being. When the heart meridians are completely restored, the effect will definitely be better."

The most important realm of transporting qi and blood into the realm of Baodan by practicing modern Chinese martial arts is also the realm of truly distinguishing whether it is an expert in internal martial arts.

The three realms of Ming Jin, hidden Jin, and transform Jin are all descriptions and practices of force and strength. Even if you do not practice internal martial arts, you can achieve the great external martial arts such as Bajiquan. However, if you want to enter the Baodan and even the later realm of Ninggang, you must major in internal martial arts to achieve it.

Internal martial arts dominate the transportation of qi and blood, and the heart meridian is the top priority. This is true for Chinese internal martial arts, with the heart meridian as the core of the human body. Unlike the core breathing method of Indian Brahmanism learned from Yu Jun, the lungs are the main ones, so even if Yu Jun's heart meridian is almost cut off, life can be maintained.

Huo Youwen nodded and wrote down Wang Cheng's words.

After coming to the Huang Family Martial Arts Hall, Wang Cheng finally returned to his calm this time. Without the noise and disputes he saw when he came two times before, Yuan Chengqing and others finally did not dare to come back. After signing the contract last time, Yuan Chengqing has been running his own martial arts hall with peace of mind recently and expanding the scope of recruiting disciples to earn a large amount of rent that he has to pay to the little girl Wang Yuanyuan every year.

"Hahaha, Wang Cheng, you are finally here. I have prepared a good wine. Let's have another drink tonight?"

When Huang Delin saw Wang Cheng, he came up and said with a laugh.

People who practice martial arts will have a sense of generosity. Those who have never drunk alcohol together are not considered brothers. Even enemies, as long as they have drunk alcohol together, they will appear intimate and part of hatred will be diluted.

Wang Cheng shook his head quickly and said with a smile: "No, Master Huang, we won't drink this time. I have something to do tomorrow, so I will treat you early, so I will go back to the hotel to rest. I will go to the hotel for treatment tomorrow morning. I will go back directly when I finish my business."

When Huang Delin heard this, he felt very regretful and simply said, "Okay, since you have something urgent, I won't force you to keep it. Otherwise, I can't afford to delay your affairs. I'll drink it next time I come. Then you can give me this old bone needle now. I feel that my qi and blood have become much stronger recently, and it seems that I can break through."

"Master Huang should pay attention. It is best to wait until my treatment is completed before making a breakthrough. Only in this way can I have the best foundation. You also know the importance of the foundation to us martial arts practitioners."

Wang Cheng said seriously to Huang Delin.

Every great master who enters the Baodan realm must have a deep foundation in internal martial arts. Some of them have shallow foundations and do not transport qi and blood well enough, and it will be difficult for them to enter this realm in their lifetime.

Huang Delin nodded solemnly. He was also a medical practitioner, so he naturally knew this and smiled and said, "I know, but after more than ten or twenty years, I finally got through. I was excited and couldn't help it. Now when I heard you say this, I can control myself, haha."

Wang Cheng also laughed. He knew that every martial arts practitioner would desire to break through the realm. Sometimes, even though he knew there would be sequelae, he could not help but attract that desire.

The treatment for Huang Delin was not long and it ended in less than an hour.

Among Wang Cheng's several patients, including Mr. Tang and Huo Baixing, who had been completely cured, there were only two patients who were truly willing to treat him. And the treatment process was expected.

One is Huang Delin. Because Huang Delin is in the peak of the perfect state of Huajin to the Baodan realm, he has already understood the method of transporting qi and blood in Baodan. During the treatment process, many secrets of transporting qi and blood can be seen from the changes in his bloodline. This is also the internal secret of modern national martial arts that have been developed for a hundred years.

The other is Yu Jun, which is also because of the mystery of qi and blood. Yu Jun’s main method of transporting qi and blood is the core method of Indian Brahmanism, which is very mysterious. It is a system that is completely different from the internal Chinese method. Wang Cheng was also full of curiosity about this.

Therefore, when he was treating these two, Wang Cheng was exploring. After treating Huang Delin twice, he had improved some of his breathing and blood circulation flaws based on some of the secrets of his qi and blood transport. At a young age, he had improved some of the discomforts in the three basic Taoist boxing techniques and Disha boxing techniques.

If Taoist Changhe knew, he would not know what he would think. He had practiced martial arts for nearly a hundred years and had never thought about whether there were any flaws in the core breathing mystery of Wusheng Mountain martial arts. When Wang Cheng was practicing martial arts, he also had the intention to explore Wusheng Mountain martial arts because of his paranoid control.

After the treatment was completed, Huang Delin felt that the heart was beating more powerful, and the qi and blood transport was more round and wishful during breathing. Almost the next moment, he had the urge to qi and blood clot pill. However, when he thought of Wang Cheng's words, he hurriedly suppressed the impulse in his heart.

It was already dusk and it was almost dark. Wang Cheng did not stay in Huang Delin's martial arts hall, but went to the Peninsula Hotel where the room was always left. It was delivered by Huo Youwen himself, and he opened a room in the hotel, just like last time, so that Wang Cheng could be on call whenever he needed it.

call!

When he returned to the room, Wang Cheng let out a long breath. On that day, he almost didn't touch the ground, so he asked the little girl to take the things to the bedroom, and then called Sun Qing.

The phone was connected immediately.

Sun Qing said directly in the microphone: "Secretary Tang called me in the provincial capital just now."

Wang Cheng sat on the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing, and said calmly: "What did Secretary Tang say?"

"Yu Rengang forged a full-rights commissioned treatment agreement signed by Liu Chaoying, and he admitted his surgical error. However, he blamed the treatment error on the poor treatment equipment of our city hospital. He said that it was because the operating room environment was poor and the equipment was poor, so the mistake left the alcohol cotton wound in Liu Lao's lungs."

Sun Qing continued: "The provincial hospital also gave a punishment opinion, and gave Yu Rengang a criticism and compensated Liu Lao 100,000 yuan in losses."

When Sun Qing said that the loss cost was 100,000 yuan, he was embarrassed to say it.

Is the lifelong efforts of a warrior at the level of a great master worth 100,000?

"How is Mr. Liu's current situation? Is the operation going smoothly?"

Wang Cheng took a deep breath again, temporarily putting Yu Rengang's affairs aside, and asked with concern.

"The operation went smoothly, and the alcohol cotton has been taken out. With your previous treatment, Mr. Liu's body is very stable."

Sun Qing responded.

"That's good. I'll hang up first, I'll go back tomorrow."

Wang Cheng said lightly to Sun Qing.

"Okay, Mr. Liu's affairs, Wang Cheng, please be more careful. Just as Mr. Liu is still alive."

Sun Qing thought about it and said this.

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, then laughed and said, "Hehe, I understand."

Then, he hung up the phone, and the smile on Wang Cheng's face disappeared. He sat on the sofa, his face was so calm that he was staring at the twilight outside, but his eyes were not focal.

bite……

At this time, the door bell rang.

The little girl Wang Yuanyuan had just come out of the bedroom, changed into a light dress, walked over quickly to open the door, and a few foreigners pushed the door open and walked in.

"Is Mr. Wang Cheng here?"

A middle-aged man with a goatee in the lead spoke crappy Chinese, with his eyes swept behind his hands.

Hearing the sound, Wang Cheng stood up and turned to look over. The little girl hurriedly ran back and stood beside her brother, staring at these people with her eyes tightly.

Five people.

One of them was known to Wang Cheng.

It is what He Jiasheng mentioned today that Smith, a MD, from Harvard University, who examined He Jiasheng's health last week.

Wang Cheng was in a bad mood. When he saw this group of aggressive foreigners, he said in a deep voice: "I am Wang Cheng. What do you ask me for? No matter what you do, I won't welcome you."

Professor Smith walked out of the middle. His Chinese language is the best among these people. He smiled at Wang Cheng and said, "Hello Mr. Wang Cheng, we are meeting again. Let me introduce myself first. I am Professor Smith from Harvard Medical School in the United States. I have a doctorate degree and have been studying the treatment of diabetes for twenty years."

Wang Cheng nodded, and said in a bad tone: "I remember you. I said, I don't want to see you."

Smith was stunned. He remembered the unpleasant meeting experience last time, and explained with a smile: "Please forgive me for what happened last time. I was helpless at that time. Mr. He promised to give me research on sponsorship funds, so I came here. Unfortunately, he turned out to be a liar, and I didn't get a penny in the end."

"These things have nothing to do with me. What are you doing today?"

Wang Cheng asked with a frown.

Smith smiled again, waved his hand to the goatee-bearded middle-aged man who was sitting down on his own, and said, "This is Dr. Carl from the Docker Research Institute in the United States."

The middle-aged Dr. Carl nodded slightly to Wang Cheng. He looked at Wang Cheng with a light look and said lightly: "I heard from Smith. You have a way to treat diabetes. I am a little curious about how you are so young. There are indeed some magical things in China, but these are not important. I read Mr. He's medical records and it was indeed obvious that he recovered and his physical function was almost restored. I want to get the secret of treating diabetes in your hands, and the price will be available for you."

Behind Carl were three burly white men, each of whom was tall, with bulging muscles and looking around indifferently.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing.

Wang Cheng reached out and pulled Wang Yuanyuan behind him, frowned and looked at Carl and Smith, and said in a deep voice: "This is my own medical skills, and I never thought about selling them, so you can go."

Carl stretched out a hand and snapped his fingers coolly. A big man behind him turned around and locked the door of the room.

Wang Cheng was shocked in an instant and his expression was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would dare to do whatever he wanted here and said in a deep voice: "What are you going to do?"

Smith said helplessly: "Mr. Wang, we are all researchers and scientists. Our dream is to benefit all mankind. Do you know how many people in the world suffer from diabetes every year? There is no effective treatment yet. Your method is very good. It can be said to be a miracle in treating diabetes."

"Don't you want all human beings to be freed from the shadow of diabetes?"

Wang Cheng laughed, with a slight smile on his face and said lightly: "This is not the key, the key is that you can all make countless money, right?"

Carl shrugged, with a cold expression and said calmly: "This is not contrary to our purpose. We treat them and they pay the fee. This is a deal. We are scientists, but we are also businessmen. Scientists who cannot create benefits will starve to death. Mr. Wang, my research institution has a background in the US government. As long as you join our company, I can help you apply for a green card. You and your lovely sister can immigrate and enjoy a wonderful life."

Money, permanent American residence, is an effective means for Carl to win over many Chinese people. He believes that Wang Cheng, who is a young man, will definitely surrender.

In this society, who is not working hard for money?

But.

Wang Cheng shook his head directly and said in a deep voice: "I have never thought about liberating all mankind, nor have I ever thought about making a lot of money, nor have I ever thought about leaving my motherland. I am now satisfied. Let me say again, I don't want to sell anything, please leave my room now."

Smith said to Carl: "Mr. Carl, it seems that our persuasion has been wrong, and it depends on you now."
To be continued...