Chapter 469 - Just a Limp, Not Crippled

Chapter 469: Just a Limp, Not Crippled

When Li Mobai saw this, he smiled and breathed, “Alright, stop fooling around. Everyone, sit down and eat. The martial arts school took in new disciples today. It’s a day worth celebrating. Master will call for us in a while.”

As soon as he had finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged woman walking out of the kitchen with a big casserole.

The sour fragrance rushed into his nose. Yu Yue couldn’t help but lean forward and say, “Auntie Liu, what did you make?”

“Beef brisket with persimmons. Quickly sit down and eat while it’s hot!”

Auntie Liu was a chef hired by the martial arts school. Although she was a chef, she was not a professional. However, her culinary skills were excellent and she also knew how to cook dishes only restaurants had.

Everyone sat down and chatted as they ate. The topic was naturally about the new disciples.

There were six disciples in the martial arts school, other than the eldest senior brother—Yang Xiaowen, who was the son of the owner, Yang Jie—there were other five disciples who had been learning in the martial arts school for several years now.

Initially, they were not the only five. Only that many people gave up halfway or changed to Taekwondo or Judo. Now, only a few of them stayed behind.

It had been almost three years since Longxing Martial Arts School had new disciples. They also knew that the martial arts school was lacking in funds now and could not hold on for long.

“Senior Brother, did the new junior sister lend a hundred thousand yuan to the martial arts school?” Qi Wei thought of Li Mobai’s words and couldn’t help but confirm.

Li Mobai nodded. “At first, Master thought that the martial arts school was going to close, so he didn’t plan on recruiting anyone. However, these two people weren’t willing to give up. They insisted on entering the martial arts school to practice martial arts, so they discussed such conditions with the Master.”

“It was Master’s helpless action to close the school. Now that someone will help the school, Master agreed.”

Wu Shuo raised his eyebrows. “Looks like this new junior brother and junior sister are children from rich families!”

Ning Zexuan also said, “That’s rare. Aren’t rich people nowadays willing to send their children to learn Taekwondo? They feel that the traditional martial arts learning process in China is boring and aren’t willing to enroll them.”

“That’s why the Master admires these two children. There aren’t many children who are interested in China’s traditional martial arts,” Li Mobai said.

“Anyway, it’s a good thing. If we can continue to operate Longxing Martial Arts School, we will have a chance to hold our heads high!” Yu Yue said with a determined expression.

The others nodded, one after another. Over the years, they faced defeat again and again. At the bottom of it all, it was because their martial arts school had too few people. No matter how capable they were, they could not last more than a few rounds.

In their hearts, traditional Chinese martial arts had always been the best.

…

In the living room, Xiao Zhen had just finished looking at Yang Jie’s legs.

Yang Xiaowen looked at Xiao Zhen nervously and could not help but ask, “Doctor Xiao, my father’s leg…”

Although Yang Jie had long lost hope, he could not hide his anticipation.

Xiao Zhen nodded expressionlessly. “His foundation was injured, and it has been a while. He has long missed the best treatment opportunity.”

Hearing this, Yang Xiaowen looked defeated while a trace of loneliness flashed across Yang Jie’s eyes.

In the next second, Xiao Zhen said lightly, “But it’s fine. Leave it to me.”

These words made the two of them widen their eyes.

Yang Xiaowen’s voice trembled as he asked carefully, “Doctor Xiao, you… you mean… you can treat my father’s leg?”

Xiao Zhen looked at the agitated Yang Xiaowen indifferently and mumbled, “He just has a limp. He’s not crippled.”

Before Yang Xiaowen could react, Xiao Zhen continued, “Even if he’s crippled, I can make him stand up.”