I dressed as a novel villain

“Chen’er, are you all right?”

As soon as Empress Zhang rushed in, she first looked at him with great speed.

Seeing that the problem did not seem to be as serious as expected, he was fiercely relieved.

However, the worry and concern in his eyes still did not weaken a bit, and he hurriedly asked.

Jiang Chen showed an embarrassed smile on his face and deliberately joked:

“What can I do, I played a prank, I didn’t think it actually scared Xuemei.”

As he was speaking, two of the dozen men dressed in black also trotted over.

The one with the gray beard reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The younger one, on the other hand, pressed the stethoscope to his chest with lightning speed.

The two men, one on the left and one on the right, are a combination of East and West, and their expressions are very serious.

Jiang Chen’s eyes were somewhat helpless as he toured the house.

At a certain moment, when his gaze fell on the old man on the left who gave him a pulse, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

Because, this person is actually the worshipper Zhao Bo in the family.

The entire Jiang family, the only grandmaster-level strongman, was also the elder figure who followed the old lady to create the foundation of the magic capital.

On this side, Jiang Chen was surprised.

And the other side.

The moment Zhao Bo pinched his finger on Jiang Chen’s pulse, his heart also vibrated fiercely.

What did he sense?

Insider.

Pure and thick to the extreme, like a great river rushing endlessly strong inner breath.

Strong enough that if you polish it a little, you will definitely be able to step into the pseudo-master realm within five years.

No, if there is enough support, three years is not necessarily impossible.

Zhao Bo stared deeply at Jiang Chen.

He very much hoped that he had made a mistake, but it was no matter the pulse or the induction of his own master’s inner breath.

They all explained that the stupid boy in front of him who had not accomplished half of the work was actually a martial arts master who was hidden deeply.

The huge shock, as if a tsunami was sweeping, made his heart flutter.

How old is this kid?

Twenty-four? If you count the number of years old, you may not be old enough.

There was such a practice.

At such an age, I’m afraid I’ve just cultivated my inner breath, right?

Stared at Jiang Chen for half a day.

After a long time, Zhao Bo forcibly suppressed the fluctuations in his heart.

He waved his hand to the side and pretended to be calm:

“Let’s all go out, people are all right.”

When Zhao Bo spoke, the crowd in the room suddenly retreated clean.

Only Empress Zhang and Lu Xuemei remained.

“I also hope that Elder Zhao can keep it a secret for me.”

Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have not been separated.

In the martial arts tradition just now, there are a lot of things about medical skills.

Jiang Chen knew Zhao Bo’s pulse in his heart, and he was afraid that he had already looked at his bottom.

But he didn’t want his own martial arts practice to be known to too many people.

I had to raise my fists with both hands and ask for a solemn face.

“The young master is assured, except for the owner of the house and the old lady, I will not confide in anyone.”

“That’s fine.”

Jiang Chen quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The old lady has not asked about the world for many years, and it is even more impossible for the owner of the house to publicize it everywhere.

Even if they knew, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

Perhaps it is also possible to gain a certain advantage in the issue of shizi.

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Chen washed again.

He first sent Empress Zhang away, and then comforted Lu Xuemei for a while.

Only then did he drive out of Tomson Yipin and drive towards Donghua Hospital.

On the way, I bought a bouquet of violets representing hope and luck at a flower shop.

Not long after, the hospital arrived.

Jiang Chen asked the nurse about Guan Hongru’s daughter’s ward.

After going in, I found that Guan Hongru was not there, and her daughter was in the ward.

He would put the flowers on the bedside table.

Reaching out and touching the little girl’s forehead, he asked:

“Little sister, what about your father?”

The little girl looked good, although her face was a little haggard, but her spirit was very good.

There was still a touch of heart-wrenching agility in his eyes.

After seeing Jiang Chen, she closed her eyes and thought slightly.

Then he violently held out a small hand and pointed at him and suddenly realized:

“You were the bad uncle who drove the frog cart yesterday?”

Jiang Chen was suddenly full of black lines.

He said it as if he had done something angry and resentful.

Also, is he meowing at Bugatti Veyron, or legendary limited edition, not frog car.

Even if the shape is a bit of a lost god, whose frog have you ever seen that is blue?

Jiang Chen was depressed.

When I turned my head, I found that the nurse in the ward had a strange look.

Helpless belt:

“If I say I didn’t actually do anything excessive to her, would you believe me?”

“I believe.”

The nurse nodded as if mashed garlic, and then said so.

However, it would be better if there was no trace of suspicion in the eyes.

Jiang Chen was waiting for Guan Hongru, and the nurse did not speak.

The surrounding area fell silent for a moment.

After a while, on the hospital bed, the little girl suddenly reached out and pulled on his sleeve.

Seriously:

“Uncle, thank you.”

“Am I not a bad uncle?” Why thank me again? ”

“My dad said you borrowed all the money for my treatment.”

“Borrow money or bad uncle?”

“That… Count yourself a little bit of a good bad uncle. ”

“All right.”

Jiang Chen couldn’t stop crying and smiling.