Qiu Miao: Who is calling me a charlatan?

When Qiu Yanping returned to the Interstellar Armour Academy, he heard the real-time news report in the Interstellar Express about the Fu Group. He was a little disappointed. Overnight, this giant in the business world changed hands.

I returned to the academy the next afternoon. The old principal came running to me in a panic. He was terrified that the two masters he had rarely invited had suddenly run away overnight.

He asked General Gu indirectly whether he was satisfied with his current treatment, and then asked Qiu Yanping indirectly when he could give the lecture. After confirming that General Gu had no intention of leaving and also confirming the date for the lecture, the old principal finally put his mind at ease.

Qiu Yanping returned to the dormitory and took a look at General Gu's legs.

Gu Wenye sat in a wheelchair, changed into sportswear, and rolled up his sports pants to his thighs. Qiu Yanping was stunned when he saw Gu Wenye's look and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Qiu wants to be examined..." Gu Wenye looked at Qiu Yanping in confusion and asked back.

"Oh..." Qiu Yanping wanted to say that he didn't need to roll up his pants for the examination, but General Gu had already rolled up his pants. He felt that if he poked it, the man in front of him might be embarrassed. He couldn't guess what his facial expression would be, but his ears would definitely be red enough to bleed. Qiu Yanping narrowed his eyes thinking about it, and felt that he wanted to see General Gu like this.

Oh, no, no, he still has to be more honest. There may be times in the future when he will need the general's help.

Qiu Yanping secretly suppressed the little thoughts in his heart. He squatted down and pretended to touch General Gu's well-proportioned calves.

He hadn't used his legs for nearly half a year, so the calf muscles had become less tight. In addition, he had been wearing long trousers to cover his legs for a long time, so Gu Wenye's legs looked pale and weak. The nearly 20-centimeter wound on the back of his calf caused by the mecha had healed, but when he touched it, the surrounding area felt uneven.

Qiu Yanping narrowed his eyes. He was a little shocked by the length of the wound. When he first saw Gu Wenye downstairs in the medical center, he was lying on a stretcher with both legs wrapped in ice. He didn't see how long and deep the wound was. Now that he touched it, he felt a pain in his calf. He had an illusion of empathy. How painful must it be? Tsk.

Gu Wenye couldn't feel what Qiu Yanping was doing to his legs, but he felt a little uncomfortable with his sick legs being exposed. He coughed lightly and asked, "Mr. Qiu, how are you?"

Qiu Yanping took his hand back, thinking, "Oh no! I was so busy with the work that I forgot to check it..."

His expression remained unchanged as he said, "Give me a little more time, General Gu, don't be so impatient." He teased without any guilt, and then began to inspect seriously.

Gu Wenye's legs should have recovered enough to allow him to walk, but unfortunately, he had no feeling in his legs at all.

Qiu Yanping closed his eyes and used his energy to look at the objects. A faint aura of death lingered on Gu Wenye's legs. There were many reasons for this kind of death aura. It could be caused by serious injuries, being entangled by ghosts, being secretly targeted by people, and so on. As long as there was a problem somewhere, the death aura would appear there. Just looking at the death aura lingering on Gu Wenye's legs, Qiu Yanping couldn't figure it out for a while.

Qiu Yanping pursed his lips. Gu Wenye understood the situation. He nodded slightly, put down his pants that were rolled up to his thighs, and said, "Mr. Qiu, please feel free to talk."

He looked up at Gu Wenye and saw that there was no expression on Gu Wenye's face, as if he was used to it. He felt a little uncomfortable. He stood up and pretended to be relaxed, "Although I can't come to any conclusion for a while, and I can't give you any guarantees, but I still have a way to treat the symptoms, at least it can prevent your legs from getting worse." He said, "Although you didn't say it, you should know the condition of your legs best. I guess you can still feel it a little at first, right?"

Gu Wenye nodded slightly in silence. Indeed, at the beginning he could still make small movements, even if it was only a few centimeters, which gave him a glimmer of hope for recovery. But gradually, his control over his legs weakened little by little, until later he could not feel any sensation at all. This made him discouraged and decided to return to this college to do the only thing he could do to contribute.

Qiu Yanping felt a little admiration in his heart, realizing that the pain of losing the feeling in his legs was far more devastating than a direct blow. Gu Wenye held on silently, and his patience and perseverance were enough to make Qiu Yanping look up to him.

The title of the greatest general in the universe is well deserved.

Qiu Yanping said, "I can temporarily curb the deterioration of your legs. How to eradicate it will take more time for me to learn more about the situation." As he spoke, he pretended to look for something in the small bag he brought with him, but in fact he exchanged some grass fumigation items from the merit store in his palm. He lit a grass core and fumigated Gu Wenye's knees, saying, "This grass is called sage, which is used to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters. You can collect these grass ashes, wrap them up and stick them on the wound to curb the injury. Use the heat of this grass to fumigate the injured leg before going to bed at night."

Gu Wenye nodded, and Qiu Yanping continued, "I will stay in this city for the time being. If there is anything, you can contact me directly."

Qiu Yanping thought about it and realized that it would take more than a day or two to cure Gu Wenye's legs. Since he had promised him, he would definitely do it. The Marshal's Mansion was in this city, so he would not be homeless if he returned to live in his own home.

Gu Wenye thanked him in a low voice, and Qiu Yanping waved his hand, "Thank me when your leg is really healed. I'll leave first. Will you come to listen to my lecture tomorrow?"

"Of course." Gu Wenye said, and Qiu Yanping responded, thinking that he had to prepare well and not let the professionals find any problems.

The next day, there was a lecture in the auditorium which was packed with people. Qiu Yanping glanced around and saw Gu Wenye sitting in the corner of the first row. He was wearing a low-key black suit and looked like he was attending a formal lecture. Qiu Yanping thought that he was just wearing a semi-casual and semi-formal suit today, and he touched his nose, thinking that he seemed to be a little casual.

The old principal came to the stage to introduce Qiu Yanping, who was also wearing a black suit and a black bow tie. Qiu Yanping coughed lightly, quickly put aside his discomfort, and stood on the stage to begin his lecture.

Gu Wenye's eyes were always on Qiu Yanping. He guessed that Qiu Yanping must have come here dressed so casually today. Qiu Yanping seemed to dislike wearing those overly formal suits. He saw Qiu Yanping examining his clothes uncomfortably, and quickly pretended to be calm and put aside the little embarrassment. The corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Qiu Yanping talked a lot about the use of mental strength and how to help soldiers gain more chances of survival on the battlefield. After he left the stage, Gu Wenye followed him backstage and found Qiu Yanping and said, "Thank you, you said it very well, it will be very useful."

"It's no big deal." Qiu Yanping smiled. He just wanted to use this lecture to save his image among the younger generation.

"And about the students' matters... I'm sorry to have you here, thank you." Gu Wenye actually wanted to talk to Qiu Yanping about something else, but after holding it in for a long time, he could only think of talking about this, and he pursed his lips slightly.

"You're welcome." Qiu Yanping continued hypocritically. He saw that the old principal was also coming over and didn't want to be stopped by the old principal for a chat, so he said, "I'll leave first. If the old principal asks about it, please cover for me. I don't want to be caught by him." He squeezed his eyes at Gu Wenye and then left quickly.

Gu Wenye was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile. After a while, the old principal came. He looked around in confusion and asked Gu Wenye, "General Gu, I saw Mr. Qiu next to you earlier. Where did he go?"

"He said he was going to use the restroom and left after he was done." Gu Wenye said. The old principal did not doubt him and nodded, "Then I'll go...see him off, see him off, cough."

Gu Wenye looked at the old principal walking in a completely opposite direction, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

He lowered his head and pinched his numb legs, and thought of the scene last night when Qiu Yanping squatted in front of him and gave him hot massage. Qiu Yanping's short hair looked soft, and the short hair behind his neck was curled up in small curls. At that time, he almost reached out and touched it.

Qiu Yanping returned to the Marshal's Mansion. In his memory, his original self had moved out a few years ago and had never returned. To be honest, there was no major conflict between his original self and anyone in the Marshal's Mansion. They just couldn't get along, probably because of different philosophies. Now that this body was under Qiu Yanping's control, he didn't have so many small entanglements. Since this was his original self's home, it was only natural for him to come back and live here.

The gatekeeper saw Qiu Yanping coming back and watched him walk into the gate. He was stunned for a long time before he remembered to inform everyone in the compound.

Huabei, the second child in the family, ran away. This weirdo who hadn't been home for a few years actually came back home? Huabei's eyes widened and he couldn't help but approach Qiu Yanping, "Why did you come back? Can't you make it out there?"

The eldest brother, Hua Nan, raised his eyebrows. Hua Bei was a mean person and he could still hold back in front of him, but his true nature was revealed in front of Qiu Yanping. Based on his understanding of Qiu Yanping over the years, he estimated that he would be scolded.

Qiu Yanping glanced at Hua Bei and asked, "Are you Hua Bei?"

"You are such a forgetful person." Hua Bei twitched his lips.

"It's better than having a lot of peach blossom luck and attracting troubles." Qiu Yanping looked Huabei up and down, snorted, shook a piece of dogtail grass he had pulled out, and tapped Huabei's face, "The earlobes are obvious, and you are popular with women; the wrinkles under the eyes mean you have too many peach blossom luck; there is a mole on the fate palace, which attracts bees and butterflies; the mouth is big and the lips are thick, and the sexual desire is strong."

"Huabei, you're already trapped in a love disaster, and you still have the energy to make fun of me? Protect yourself first." Qiu Yanping sneered, his smiling eyes flickered, his face turned a little puzzled, then he turned and walked into his own courtyard.

Huabei touched his face, turned to look at his eldest brother, and blinked in surprise and confusion, "That kid... when did he become a charlatan...?"