C2364 Mysterious Ancient Martial Arts
The scream from his cousin scared Gan Chengcheng so much that he jumped up and asked, "What's wrong?" Yang Ping was baffled. With an inquiring look in her eyes, she gritted her teeth as if something had happened to her. "Why did you throw away my cup?"
Yang Ping looked at the mildewed tea cup in the trash can and explained with a smile: "No need, it's not good for the body."
The cousin sneered and got up with difficulty. She bent over to pick up the teacup, looked at the mildewed cup with an expression of heartache, and said, "I can still use it after washing. It's a pity to throw it away." You youngsters truly do not know how to cherish things. "
"..."
Yang Ping smiled bitterly. He finally understood that his cousin's illness wasn't physical, but psychological. It was the first time someone who was so stingy didn't want to spend money to go to the hospital and find some herbs. An ordinary cold would probably turn into a serious illness.
Gan Chengcheng knew his cousin's character and felt a little embarrassed. He said awkwardly, "About that... "Big Brother Yang, my cousin is more frugal. She can't bear to spend money on the hospital, how about we go see a doctor first?"
Yang Ping nodded and said, "Alright, I'll take the pulse."
Hearing about the treatment, Cousin immediately said in alarm: "Make sure you don't spend any money first." "Young man, you are my cousin's friend, you have to keep your word."
He didn't expect his cousin to be so stingy in front of her friend. He hastily explained, "Cousin, Big Brother Yang's medical skills are amazing, and he kept his promise because of his friend."
The cousin sneered and snorted, "There are still doctors who don't accept money. Your cousin has lived for so many years, and she has eaten more salt than you have eaten. Cheng, don't be fooled by others. "
Yang Ping was elated. It was just a doctor, but he was called a swindler. His cousin thought that everyone in the world valued money as heavily as he did. This was an illness and needed to be treated.
Gan Chengcheng looked at Yang Ping nervously. He wanted to say something but hesitated.
Yang Ping waved his hand, indicating that he was fine. He looked at his cousin with a smile and promised, "I promise I won't take any money and I won't intentionally cheat money, is that alright?"
His cousin was skeptical and said, "Let me ask you, are you not treating me for money for no reason at all?"
Yang Ping patiently explained, "In life, besides money, there are a lot of things that we should cherish. For example, kinship, love, friendship, etc. What's the most painful thing about a person? The money is still there and he's gone. "
The cousin sneered and said sarcastically, "The most painful thing about a person is that he is still alive and has lost all his money. Young man, you don't know the pain of not having money. "Forget it, from the looks of it, you aren't rich anyway. I estimate that your monthly earnings won't exceed 2000 Yuan."
Yang Ping was speechless and admired Cousin Gan Chengcheng's sunshine very much. Currently, his monthly earnings were negative, and occasionally he would earn a few hundred million from Stone Gambling and gambling, but he had already given it to someone else. He really was a pauper.
His cousin smiled bitterly and thought that she was right. She snorted: "Cheng Cheng, you saw it right? You are still young, and you don't want your cousin to see the wind and waves. If your friend is unreliable, then I won't be treating him, right? "
Seeing his cousin's aggressive attitude, Gan Chengcheng felt disgusted even when he heard it. Not to mention Yang Ping, he said angrily, "Cousin, Big Brother Yang is not lacking in money. People come over to help out, so don't be suspicious. Hurry up and see a patient. "
His cousin shook her head and said firmly, "No need, I will go online and look for information. If I dig up the herbs according to the method, I will definitely be able to cure my disease." You don't have to look for others to treat your illness. Even if you spend money on it, it might not necessarily be good. "
Seeing the two argue, Yang Ping did not want to see a doctor. As the successor of the Immortal Medicine Sect, it was fate that allowed one to treat a patient. Even the country's Leader would not see him whenever he wanted to.
Without fate, he could leave.
Yang Ping turned around and was about to leave, but he caught a glimpse of a yellowed book on the bookshelf in the room. On the bookshelf in the room, Yang Ping turned around and caught a glimpse of a yellowed book on the bookshelf.
The shabby book was placed on the bookshelf. Yang Ping glanced at it and didn't think much of it. However, when he saw the small figure on it, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Boom!
Yang Ping was stunned as if he was struck by a heavy blow. He stared blankly at the shabby books on the bookshelf, not moving at all.
Gan Chengcheng ran over and explained, "Big Brother Yang, don't be angry. I advised my cousin. She wasn't like that before. "
His cousin sneered and said disdainfully, "What's wrong, are you going to expose your lie and embarrass yourself? Still interested in the things in my room. "Let me tell you, anything in my room is priceless."
Gan Chengcheng covered his face in anger and said, "Cousin, why are you so unwilling to trust others? Big Brother Yang did not lack that amount of money at all. He was a good man, not a liar. And the stuff in your room. It's like Lian Cheng, you lied to little kids. "
Cousin did not expect Gan Chengcheng to choke. After a short pause, she also angrily said, "You good boy, I worked hard to raise you, but now you have to turn your elbow. You don't listen to me anymore. "Alright, alright, alright. Even if cousin dies, you don't have to care."
"I'll treat your illness." Yang Ping turned around and looked at his cousin with excitement. His breathing became rapid and his eyes were burning.
Gan Chengcheng and his cousin were startled by Yang Ping's sudden reaction. Their reactions were surprisingly the same. Gan Chengcheng stood between the two of them and screamed, "Big Brother Yang, don't be rash. "It's just a treatment, if you're angry, I'll compensate you for it."
His cousin hugged the worn-out quilt tightly, her eyes filled with panic.
Yang Ping saw their reaction and laughed dryly, "You are..."
Gan Chengcheng sincerely advised, "Big Brother Yang, my cousin is already 41 years old this year. Not for you. Although she had been divorced for three years, she had never been nice to other men because of her ex-husband. "You definitely can't be impulsive."
The female cousin sneered as she expressed her determination to die, "Even if I were to die, I won't be humiliated by you."
Yang Ping vomited blood. Your sister, there must be something wrong with their brains. His cousin. With such looks and personality, how could he possibly be interested? Yang Ping quickly said, "Um … … I'm afraid there's been a misunderstanding. Gan Chengcheng, look, your cousin is a thrifty, mature and moving woman. I can't climb higher, but I know my own limitations. "
Gan Chengcheng heaved a sigh of relief and muttered, "That's good."
His cousin heaved a sigh of relief and snorted, "I'm warning you, if you have any ill intentions towards me, I'm advising you not to act rashly. My uncle is a policeman. "
Yang Ping's heart surged when he saw the shabby books. The Little Book he picked up from the trash was actually a type of Ancient Martial Arts, and it was a Ancient Martial Arts that could make him resonate with it. It was simply a priceless treasure.
"Don't worry, I'm only treating the illness." "That's all." Yang Ping stared at his cousin and asked, "Isn't your chest stuffy and your legs weak at 6 am every day?"
His cousin thought about it and said, "How did you know?" He looked at Cheng Cheng with an inquiring look, but soon dispelled his doubts. Even Gan Chengcheng didn't know about these symptoms, it was impossible for Yang Ping to have prepared beforehand.
Yang Ping smiled. It seemed that he didn't want to show off his superior medical skills. The other party refused to believe him and said, "Recently, your insomnia must have been severe and you often have nightmares."
His cousin shuddered and revealed an expression of disbelief.
Yang Ping asked with a smile, "How is it? My medical skills are at least much more reliable than the doctors in the hospital."
His cousin hesitated, listening to Yang Ping's description, it was exactly the same as his symptoms.
"You really saw through it?" Cousin asked curiously, somewhat moved. If he could cure the insomnia, that would be the best.
Yang Ping nodded.
His cousin asked, "Are you sure you can cure my insomnia?"
Yang Ping nodded again, and said seriously: "Don't worry about that, since you suspect that I'm a liar, then so be it. If I can cure your insomnia, you can give me something. "
His cousin sneered as she thought, "Don't even think about it. Even if I die, I won't sell out my body. "
Clang!
Yang Ping found that he was speechless when he chatted with this kind of people. Their thoughts were not on the same level as each other as he bitterly smiled and said, "It's not what you think. "Don't worry, I won't ask for anything very valuable."
His cousin was still on alert. "What is that?"
Yang Ping pointed at the books on the shelves and smiled: "I'll pick any three books. It was just a symbol. "How about it?"
His cousin was puzzled. Although these old books were said to be priceless, she knew that they were just some old books which were worthless. Now that he had collected all the books, he only needed to spend thirty dollars per catty. All the books on the bookshelves added up together were only worth a few dozen yuan. She thought, when the price goes up to fifty cents, I'll sell it for a week's worth of food.
"Really?" asked his cousin.
Yang Ping smiled and said, "Let's begin."
However, the pain of insomnia had almost caused her to collapse. Gritting her teeth, she said, "Sure, what if you can't cure it?"
Yang Ping laughed, "What do you think?"
His cousin frowned and said through gritted teeth, "Give me one thousand yuan."0
Gan Chengcheng's expression changed, but he was secretly angered. His cousin had bullied him too much this time. She had come to treat his illness out of kindness, but in the end, she had been crowned as a swindler and had even paid. Who the hell would be willing to help you treat your illness?
He wanted to say something, but Yang Ping interrupted, "Deal."
Gan Chengcheng did not have time to stop her. Yang Ping stared at his cousin's eyes and released his tyrannical Spiritual Force. His tyrannical bewitching ability spread out and he said in a deep voice: "Look at my eyes. Right, don't look at other places?"
In an instant, his cousin was hypnotized.
His cousin closed her eyes and fell into Yang Ping's illusion. After Yang Ping opened his eyes, he was very familiar with the control of hypnosis, unlike the Dark Hypnosis Arts of the Dragon God Cult.
After her cousin was hypnotized, under Yang Ping's suggestion, she revealed the hidden bitterness in her heart and burst into tears.
It turned out that her ex-husband was a college classmate who had been married for eight years and had a good relationship with her. After the marriage, the relationship was getting worse because they couldn't have children. Her husband was secretly looking for Little San outside. Three years ago, after Little San gave birth to a son, he immediately asked for a divorce. His cousin's family was in agony, and she could not sleep every day.
Afterwards, her cousin's personality had changed. She had become stingy, eccentric, and even hated people who were blissful for a long time. Her personality had become twisted.
Gan Chengcheng started to cry when he heard this.
Yang Ping treated the other illnesses with acupuncture. After her cousin woke up, she stared blankly for more than ten minutes before finally letting out a long breath. She looked at Yang Ping with a complicated expression and said, "Thank you."
Half an hour later, Yang Ping took the old book and left. When he returned to the infirmary, he couldn't wait to read it. With one glance, he was shocked.
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