Under One Person: Dressed as Lü Liang, with vests all over

Chapter 32 There is a way to die!

Many thoughts flashed through Lu Liang's mind quickly, but he did not walk towards Hu Jie and ask questions immediately. Instead, he slowly scanned the dormitory first.

In the dormitory, apart from Hu Jie, who was bruised and in a miserable state, there was only his roommate Chen Yan.

The three Taoyuan brothers, who were always lively and playful, now had empty beds, and even the luggage next to the beds was gone.

Lu Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

However, this was not the time to focus on these things, so he turned his attention to Chen Yan.

At this moment, Chen Yan was sitting on the edge of the bed. He lowered his head slightly, leaned forward, held a pen tightly in his hand, used his knees as a temporary cushion, half bent over, and wrote quickly on the paper with full concentration.

"Eh? Lin Yin, you're back!"

Chen Yan happened to stop writing and looked up at this moment, and his eyes met Lu Liang's.

He immediately grinned and greeted warmly. As he spoke, he neatly put the cap on his pen, folded the written paper on his knees neatly in half, and stood up.

However, he did not walk towards Lu Liang, but handed the paper to Hu Jie beside him.

"Here! This is a prescription for healing internal injuries. The instructions are written on it. As for the herbs, you can figure it out yourself."

"Thank you!"

Hu Jie stood up to express his gratitude, forcing a smile.

"Stop laughing. You look scary with your bruised face and nose."

Seeing Hu Jie's expression, Chen Yan waved his hand and complained.

"I didn't expect you to be such a taciturn person. You can't even say a word even after being beaten with three sticks. You're already injured like this, but you won't tell me how you got hurt."

Chen Yan looked at Hu Jie and sighed, "Tsk tsk, that guy was really ruthless. Your spleen is ruptured."

"This injury doesn't look like it was from a sparring match..."

"Luckily, you're not stupid and knew to come to our dormitory to seek treatment. If you had left it alone, it would have become a hidden injury and would have been troublesome."

At this point, Chen Yan's expression became serious. He looked directly into Hu Jie's eyes and said seriously:

"Hu Jie, it's okay if you really don't want to tell me, but if these injuries on your body were really caused by someone bullying the weak, you must not keep silent."

"This Luotian Grand Ceremony is a grand event in Longhu Mountain. Go talk to the Taoist priests at the Tianshi Mansion and they will definitely give you an explanation!"

Hearing Chen Yan's enthusiastic speech, Hu Jie just shook his head and did not express his opinion.

This reaction made Chen Yan very angry. He slapped his thighs with both hands, his face flushed red, and cursed:
"You look so tall and strong, but why are you so soft-tempered... Oh, I'm so angry!"

……

Lu Liang stood quietly by, listening to Chen Yan's series of complaints, and quickly grasped the key information -

Hu Jie was beaten and seriously injured. He came to this dormitory to find someone to treat his injuries, but he was unwilling to disclose the cause of his injury.

Although it was still unclear who had injured Hu Jie, Lu Liang was certain that Hu Jie had come to find him, but his purpose was definitely not to treat his injuries.

"I've previously warned Hu Jie that after the match with Bai Shixue, he'll be targeted by people from the company, so try not to have any contact with me again."

Lu Liang looked at Hu Jie who was sitting beside him and thought to himself, "He must have come here for something important."

"However, he was quite clever. He knew to come to this bunk bed under the pretext of seeking medical treatment for his injuries, and he deliberately didn't specify that he was looking for me. Even if someone from the company followed him, he wouldn't be able to tell."

……

At this moment, Chen Yan's words interrupted Lu Liang's thoughts.

"Lin Yin, the medical skills of your Jishitang are very effective. Now that you are back, why don't you check him out?"

"Okay." Lu Liang put on the attitude of a compassionate doctor.

He walked a few steps to Hu Jie, leaned over slightly, and motioned Hu Jie to stretch out his hand first.

Hu Jie looked up at Lu Liang with a questioning look in his eyes.

Lu Liang smiled at him and shook his head, saying soothingly: "Don't worry, I will help you diagnose your pulse and treat your injuries first."

Hu Jie understood and nodded.

"Although the external injuries on your face look scary, they're not a serious problem. The main problem is internal injuries."

Lu Liang used Qi to explore the situation inside Hu Jie's body, and the expression on his face was not good.

Hu Jie was indeed seriously injured. Not only was his spleen ruptured, but two ribs were also broken. The most serious injury was that the Taiyin spleen meridian of the foot was broken.

This meridian is connected to the circulation of Qi and blood throughout the body. If it is broken, Qi and breath will be disordered, and the function of internal organs will be greatly affected. If it is not repaired in time, there will be endless troubles. Lu Liang took out the set of "su needles" and pulled out several medium-length thin needles.

Chongmen, Fushe, Fujie, Daheng... Baihui, Fengfu... eight fine needles were inserted into Hu Jie's body using the "twisting" and "insertion" methods.

The red Qi flowed along the tip of the needle. Wherever it went, the damaged organs and broken meridians slowly shrank and reconnected, and began to repair themselves in an orderly manner.

After a moment, Lu Liang's eyes flashed, and with the cover of his hand movements, the color of the Qi flow on the needle tip quietly changed.

The blue Qi flow wrapped around the needle tip, like small hands, flowing into Hu Jie's mind from the Baihui point on the top of his head.

At the same time, Hu Jie's memory scene flashed quickly in Lu Liang's mind.

Lu Liang quickly screened it, and after a moment, his eyes lit up.

found it!
Key memories from after the game until now!
When he saw the figure appearing in the memory picture clearly, Lu Liang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The man had a striking head of yellow hair, with long bangs covering half of his eyes. The corners of his eyes were raised, revealing an innate arrogance.

It was Wang Bing, the great-grandson of Wang Ai, the Tenth Lord, and one of the four great families in the world of extraordinary people!
……

in memory.

As the sun was setting, Hu Jie was stopped by a voice while walking on the road.

"Hu Jie, please stop. I have something to talk to you about."

Wang Bing stood in front of Hu Jie rudely. He raised his head slightly with an impatient look in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Hu Jie frowned slightly, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Wang Bing acted as if he hadn't noticed Hu Jie's alertness. He crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly, "You have a match with Feng Xingtong tomorrow, so why don't you withdraw from the competition?"

He curled his lips in disdain and snorted softly through his nose.

"You can't beat Feng Xingtong anyway, so it would be a waste of your spot if you go. Why not give it to me?"

"Just tell me how much money you want. Our Wang family has plenty of it!"

"No, I don't need money." Hu Jie shook his head and refused, walked past Wang Bing and continued walking forward.

"stop!"

Wang Bing was instantly furious when he saw this. He gritted his teeth and spoke, his voice seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Did I let you go?"

It happened that a passerby was attracted by the movement here and looked over unconsciously. Wang Bing glared back fiercely.

After the passersby walked away, Wang Bing put away his ferocious expression and continued to say to Hu Jie, "Hu Jie, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit!"

This time, Hu Jie did not directly refuse. Instead, he asked, "Why do you want me to withdraw from the competition?"

"Because, I want to fight with Feng Xingtong tomorrow!" Wang Bing said righteously.

A greedy look appeared on his face. "That Liu Kunsheng, that spirit should belong to me!"

"With the half-baked level of the Feng family, they think they are worthy of possessing such a powerful spirit, ugh!"

As Wang Bing spoke, he spat on the ground, as if this could vent all his contempt for the Feng family. After spitting, he was still not satisfied, so he raised his foot and stepped on it hard.

Then, he raised his chin towards Hu Jie and ordered, "Go tell those stinky Taoists at Longhu Mountain that you want to withdraw from the competition!"

"As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it. I have my own way to get my great-grandfather to put me on the replacement list."

"I won't go." Hu Jie shook his head and refused again.

"Fuck, you're shameless, aren't you?"

The muscles on Wang Bing's face were twisted, full of offended anger.

His pupils quickly turned black, and black Qi surged from his body. Several shadowy spirits appeared on his back, baring their fangs and claws.

Wang Bing reached back and roughly pulled one of the spirits over. Without even looking at it, he stuffed it into his mouth and began chewing it.

As the spirit was devoured, the aura surrounding him became even stronger.

Then he twisted his neck, stared at Hu Jie fiercely, and raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Hu Jie, I gave you a chance!"

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