The night after practicing the treatment, the room was so quiet that it was surprisingly quiet that the needles fell. Hua Tiancheng could only hear the faint breathing of the elder.

Hua Tiancheng stood up and walked to the corner of the wall, turned on a small air conditioner, discharged the oil smoke from the room outside, so that fresh air could flow in the room. Suddenly, the seven-star lamp on the table shook a few times, which shocked him so much that he quickly lowered the air shift gears to the lowest level.

Hua Tiancheng has already rested, and he is about to enter the state of cultivation again. After each practice, he will appear sweating profusely. When his body gradually cools down, he will return to the bathroom and take a hot shower, and then lie in the small room to rest for a while. Sometimes he will drop some nutrient solution into Lao Chang's mouth, so that his stomach will not idle. Sometimes Hua Tiancheng will walk around slowly alone in the room, thinking about how to ignite the three extinguished star lamps in Lao Chang's body as soon as possible.

Hua Tiancheng really wanted to know the situation at home in the past two days, but he just couldn't turn on his phone. He missed Dingxiang a little. Since he came out of the ancient tomb that day, he took a shower, and hurriedly left the house with Zhao Tingting, without even caring about giving Dingxiang a hug. He could see Dingxiang's reluctant gaze and many words of lovesickness to say to him, but he didn't have the chance to say it. When he came to Xijing City, he then treated Jin Bao and gave Jin Dashan an acupuncture, and then investigated the affairs of Angel Han Bingye.

He originally planned to wait until he helped Jin Dashan to do the company's affairs well, and he would go back to Meirengu as soon as possible, but he did not expect that he would take on this matter now. If the old man could wake up quickly under his careful treatment, even if his hard work was not in vain, everyone would be happy if he failed to prosper. How would he face the picky gazes and ridicule of the experts? Sometimes he also asked himself, are he meddling in other people's business?

Who can be ruthless without plants? He was dating Gu Zhengrong for so long, and his relationship was gradually deepening. No matter whether this relationship was friendship or love, he could no longer tell. When he saw Gu Zhengrong crying and begging him to save her grandfather, he agreed without thinking too much. Now he calmed down and thought about it and felt that he had done nothing wrong. Maybe he was angry by what Gu Weihua said at that time and wanted to do something for her to see. What happened to the little farmer? What the experts can't handle is that I, Hua Tiancheng, can handle it. Maybe someone would say that Hua Tiancheng took the risk to save a 98-year-old old man who was about to return to heaven in order to climb the dragon and attach to the phoenix.

No matter what, Hua Tiancheng always believes that this is both an adventure and a new exploration. At worst, failure is nothing terrible. Because without failure, there will be no success, because failure is the mother of success.

Only when he was practicing and treating Lao Chang's illness could he eliminate all distractions. But when he calmed down and rested, many things would climb into his mind, and past events would come to his mind. Hua Tiancheng sat on the chair of the small house, with thoughts flying in his mind. Dingxiang's beautiful face, her hot figure, and her two long thick braids kept lingering in his heart. Sometimes he would dream that Dingxiang was running towards him, smiling, giggling in his mouth, and then suddenly pounced into his arms. When he would hug Dingxiang into his arms and kiss her beautiful lips hard, he suddenly woke up from his dream because he kissed the back of his hand in his sleep.

Recalling the past, he gave a lot for Dingxiang, and Dingxiang also vowed to maintain his chastity to the end, and finally kept her pure body until the night when she and Chen Cheng divorced, they fully dedicated it to him Hua Tiancheng. Now she is his legitimate girlfriend, and he has not given her one yet, and finally promised to marry her as a wife. "Dingxiang, if you really love me, just wait patiently!" Hua Tiancheng said to himself.

Thinking of this, Hua Tiancheng grinned and smiled badly. When he thought of Dingxiang, he couldn't help but think of Geng Shuang. After a while, Geng Shuang's full figure flashed out in his mind. Geng Shuang, known as the Eighth Sister, what is she doing now? The moment he entered the ancient tomb, he saw Geng Shuang's affectionate eyes with tears of worry. In addition to Dingxiang's accident, Geng Shuang was a young woman he knew earlier, and now he is twenty-five years old. The past rolled like a tide, and Hua Tiancheng suddenly felt a heat all over his body, especially when he thought of Geng Shuang, this feeling was very strong. A female policeman from the Jinniu Town Police Station, who had a very irritable personality, also established a deep relationship during his nearly nine months of dating with him.

Sometimes when he hugged Geng Shuang in his arms, he wondered whether he wanted to push Geng Shuang down? Especially whenever he saw Geng Shuang's anxious eyes, he felt very conflicted. As a passionate man with a strong spirit, there was a woman who wanted to give him unreservedly, but he hesitated. He really wanted to push Geng Shuang away, but every time he saw Geng Shuang, he felt soft again. He really couldn't bear to push Geng Shuang to other men, and Geng Shuang loved him in his heart, and this contradictory mentality kept tormenting him. Sometimes he would say in his heart, "Damn it, why do you want so many things? If you have flowers, you have to break them until you have nothing to break branches."

When he calmed down, he felt that he had slept with Geng Shuang again. If he didn't marry someone, he would really be sorry to Geng Shuang. If he slept with Geng Shuang, Geng Shuang would marry another man in the future, she would think about him throughout her life and not be able to live a life with the man she married. Sometimes he would scold himself, and he was really worried about eating carrots and worrying about it. Why do you think so much? Are you tired? What does it have to do with you if you are good or not?
Chapter completed!