"So, I wasn't feeling well a few days ago, but I've recovered in the past few days. Did I take all that from you?"
Suddenly, Wu Qiao felt a special oppression in his chest, so oppressive that he couldn't breathe.
She half squatted down and looked at Dongfang Jin with tears in her eyes.
"What on earth have you done?"
Seeing his little disciple sad, Dongfang Jin also felt uncomfortable.
But some things must be done. He must ensure that his apprentice's physical condition is above C grade.
A person's physical condition is divided into five levels.
A grade of C can only be considered a passing score. Only by ensuring the passing score can what Bian Boyan needs to do increase the success rate.
But a while ago, because the apprentice worked overtime, his physical condition suddenly dropped to D grade.
Even taking medicine was of no use, Dongfang Jin could only find balance within himself.
The essence and blood in the human body are the most useful.
But he is different from normal people, and his essence and blood can be drawn out from several acupuncture points.
That's why there's a scar on the back.
He had already instructed Chaoyang not to tell Wu Qiao, but he didn't expect that the little apprentice would find out himself.
"Qiao Qiao, I am your disciple. Don't you still believe in Chaoyang's medical skills?"
Dongfang Jin comforted his apprentice in a very low voice, but he knew that the other party would not believe it so easily.
"Nothing? You can't even see the wounds. Do you know how scary they are?"
Wu Qiao wiped his eyes vigorously and sobbed a few times.
"Master, please remove the formation. I don't want to see you, or anyone else, suffer because of me.
Aren't you a fortune teller? I imagine you've been to this place many times to ask for divination. You can't understand my divination at all.
But I think the only thing that can be seen is that my life is coming to an end."
We're all going to die anyway, so why drag others into this?
"Master, I'm tired."
Wu Qiao slowly turned around and didn't even tell his master about Bian Zixuan. He returned to his bedroom in a daze and closed the door. He stayed there for a whole day and night.
No one in the Wu family knew what had happened to Qiao Qiao, but Dongfang Jin knew very well that his little disciple was sad.
"Mr. Dongfang, let's eat first. There's no need to wait any longer."
Seeing that Dongfang Jin was always looking at the stairs, Jiang Rong kindly reminded him.
Usually, Mr. Dongfang doesn't go downstairs to eat.
Almost all of them were brought upstairs by my daughter, but today, no one knew what happened. Dongfang Jin inexplicably appeared in the living room on the first floor.
Wu Qiao, who never skipped meals, did not come down to eat at night.
Smart people know that Wu Qiao is having a conflict with his master!
"Well, let's eat together."
Dinner was a quiet one; even the usually noisy kids seemed unusually quiet.
After dinner, Dongfang Jin came to the door of the apprentice's room on the third floor with a tray.
"Qiao Qiao, your body can't endure this. It needs a lot of nourishment. I have brought you some food. Please eat."
Seeing that his apprentice ignored him and didn't come to open the door, Dongfang Jin could only stand at the door.
And he didn't say a word.
Instead, Chaoyang, who went upstairs to deliver medicine to Wu Qiao, saw Bian Boyan standing at the door with a pale face and couldn't help but knock on the door hard.
"Qiao Qiao, open the door. Mr. Dongfang has brought you dinner. Please eat something.
What's more, the gentleman is injured. If you let him stand at the door like this for a long time, the wound will split open.
Wounds like that are difficult to heal."
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