Chapter 722 Interested
Master Weng opened his eyes, a little puzzled as to why he was lying here. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces mixed together, he felt a headache.
"What on earth is going on? Are these people your friends? Why do I feel such a headache?" kan shu wu . xia
Master Weng's voice had completely recovered, and he seemed to have no memory of what had just happened.
Chen Yanding's eyes widened as he looked at Chen Yang beside him, and then at Nan Zhu.
As a War God, Nan Zhu shouldn't be lying. So what was the matter with Master Weng's condition?
Could it be that Master Weng had forgotten everything from the fight just now?
Nan Zhu almost spat out a mouthful of blood!
He had only fought this old man for half an hour, and he had forgotten everything?
However, Nan Zhu did not speak. Instead, he turned his gaze to Chen Yang. As the master of the Hall of Heavenly Physicians, Chen Yang had already noticed something was wrong with Master Weng.
He must have had some guesses about this matter.
Seeing Master Weng's condition after waking up, Chen Yang did not reveal what had happened. Instead, he said to Master Weng, "It's nothing. When we came back, we saw you lying in the garden. You must have been exhausted. You should get some rest."
Master Weng nodded blankly, still puzzled, "I don't remember going out to work just now?"
Chen Yanding looked at Chen Yang nervously, "Chen Yang, should we give Master Weng a check-up?"
Before Chen Yang could speak, Master Weng waved his hand, "What's there to check? I'm old, and some ailments are normal. I don't have your good physique. In a couple of years, I'll just be a pile of dirt."
"It's okay, just get some rest. It seems to have happened a few times before. I even suspected I was sleepwalking, but now it seems my brain isn't working well."
Chen Yanding's eyes became a little moist at Master Weng's reply.
In the blink of an eye, Master Weng was already this old.
He had been exposed to too many martial artists over the years. He had almost forgotten that if Master Weng were not a martial artist, he would already be an elderly person.
As Master Weng himself said, it was normal to pass away naturally in a few more days.
After Chen Yang said some comforting words, he added, "I'm also half a barefoot doctor. I learned from a master for a few years. How about I take a look?"
"This... it's too much trouble." Master Weng looked a little embarrassed.
Master Weng did not disbelieve Chen Yang's claim of being a barefoot doctor, as the young man seemed to be a powerful martial artist.
Although his relationship with Chen Yanding was good, it was because they had known each other for decades.
Master Weng understood that martial artists had their own temperaments, and some martial artists even refused to interact with ordinary people.
"Haha, what trouble is there in just taking a look?"
Master Weng finally agreed to Chen Yang.
In front of everyone, Chen Yang channeled his Flame Inner Energy into Master Weng's body.
Modern high-tech detection could not detect the presence of death qi.
It was something as ethereal as inner energy.
Traditional Chinese medicine's methods of listening, smelling, questioning, and observing directly examined a person's spirit, energy, and body. Any abnormality within the body could be observed.
To Chen Yang's surprise, apart from Master Weng's spirit and energy being a little weak, there was nothing particularly unusual about him.
At this moment, Master Weng looked at Chen Yang's diagnostic method and realized that this young man indeed had some skills. When he saw the puzzled expression on Chen Yang's face, he immediately became nervous. "What? Is there something wrong?"
Chen Yang had not felt anything wrong initially, but this question immediately caused a trace of doubt in his heart.
Chen Yang gently withdrew his two fingers from taking the pulse and comforted him, "You are in very good health. Most young people today do not have a pulse like yours; it is very steady."
"It's probably just some mental fatigue. I'll prescribe some herbs later, and you should recover after taking them for ten days."
Hearing this, Master Weng breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew it. My body is running around every day. I get quite a bit of exercise."
He then looked at Chen Yanding beside him. "See? There's no problem. Don't worry!"
After all, Master Weng had known Chen Yanding for so many years, so he naturally could tell that the man was very worried about him.
After Master Weng finished speaking, he was about to make tea for them. Nan Zhu, seeing him about to leave, thought Master Weng was going to escape and immediately stepped forward to stop him.
Chen Yang suddenly spoke, clearing his throat. "Ahem, what is it?"
Nan Zhu understood Chen Yang's intention. He stretched his shoulders and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing. The road up the mountain just now was a bit tiring. I'm just stretching."
After the few of them moved to the adjacent room, Chen Yanding anxiously asked Chen Yang, "What's going on with Master Weng's health? He seems to have completely forgotten what happened!"
Chen Yang looked out through the room window and saw Master Weng boiling water on a stove. His movements were so agile that he didn't look like an old man at all.
After much deliberation, Chen Yang was still unwilling to speak.
He Fengyun suddenly spoke, "Since you don't want to say, then I will. This Master Weng is probably..."
He Fengyun trailed off, his eyes dimming slightly. He looked at Chen Yanding and realized that the words he had prepared seemed difficult to say.
"What is it? Why are you stopping midway?" Chen Yanding was very anxious.
Chen Yanding was now desperately eager to know what was wrong with Master Weng.
However, both Chen Yang and He Fengyun seemed reluctant to speak.
"War God Nan Zhu!" Chen Yanding's gaze finally fell on Nan Zhu. After all, both of them were from the Southwestern Prefecture.
Nan Zhu wore a bitter expression. "Don't look at me. I'm not a doctor; I'm just an ordinary martial artist."
Nan Zhu couldn't bear to see Chen Yanding in such a state, so he said to Chen Yang, "Chen Yang, since you have an answer, tell us. I'm quite interested in this Master Weng."
Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Chen Yang could only sigh softly and say, "If I didn't sense it wrongly just now, what Master Weng left behind is merely his spiritual energy."
"And he himself is probably long gone."
As soon as these words were spoken, the Buddhist beads that Chen Yanding had been tightly holding shattered.
"How is that possible! Just spiritual energy? I don't understand!" Chen Yanding's mind became instantly chaotic.