Chapter 573: what is it

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After Ye Fan drove, all the way to the hospital, the hospital's president was very grand with a bunch of doctors, came to serve Ye Fan.
Ye Fan is also welcome, let them quickly vacate the best ward, with Su light snow to do a comprehensive physical examination.
Until noon, all the tests showed results, which proved that Su Xiaoxue was really no problem, and he couldn’t be healthy again. It just seemed to be very tired. He needed to hang up nutrient solution and wait for her to wake up.
Ye Fan originally wanted to be in the ward, but Xiao Xiner had to fly back to Xia Guo in the afternoon, and wanted to see Ye Fan’s ancient swordsmanship before going back.
After all, Xiao Xiner saved herself once, and Ye Fan agreed, and gave her a look, just to explain to the fog night.
Ye Fan has never been a Tibetan mastiff. He always believes that practicing is a hard-working and talented person. Even if he is not taught well, even if he teaches him all over the world, he will not practice well.
The three people came to a small park behind the hospital, while the artificial lake was quiet and noisy, and no one was disturbing to eat at noon.
Ye Fan asked the foggy night to borrow a samurai sword, and then briefly explained his new understanding of Guwu.
"In fact, external work itself is already a complete set of ancient martial arts. Like internal strength, it is a way of cultivation. It is only that the requirements for external cultivation are more complicated. Unlike internal strength and qi, you can gradually improve.

Ye Fan gave a general explanation, and Xiao Xiner and Wuyin Night also listened carefully.
After listening to it, Xiao Xiner looked disappointed. "I thought it was a high-spirited thing. The road was three thousand. The road to the same goal was the same. I understood it when I was three years old. But what about foreign work, there are also many limitations. Can it be so powerful?"
Ye Fan shook his head. "I don't understand you, you see me knowing with a sword."
After all, Ye Fan sinks his heart, facing the lake, and simply throws a sword down!
Ye Fan combed his own feelings, and this time he made the sword meaning, more handy, every detail of the body is made more smooth and meticulous, a sword swings, suddenly there is a "press" sword , coming down heavily!
"boom!!!"
On the surface of the lake, there is a knife, which cuts the ground and divides the lake, and sets off a huge splash!
Two or three meters deep artificial lake, even the muddy ground at the bottom of the lake was blown up!
This time, Xiao Xiner and the foggy night can be shocked.
They clearly did not feel any infuriating and swords, but there was a force of shackles, which was brought out with the sword of Ye Fan!
"Hell! How did you do it?!" Xiao Xiner exclaimed.
Ye Fan smiled and said: "What is the meaning of what I want, what I can say is only the literal meaning, but the real feelings can only be understood, can not be said."
The foggy night was also incredible. After taking the samurai sword from Ye Fan’s hand, he said, "Brother, let me try."
Ye Fan naturally has no opinion, let the fog night 蕶 follow the trick that he made, and draw the gourd again.
However, the foggy night was swayed several times, except for a little wind, there was no movement on the lake!
"This... This is too strange. I obviously use the same moves as you. Why is there no power in my ancient swordsmanship?" The foggy night was annoyed.
"Is it because you are too weak?" Xiao Xiner asked.
"That wouldn't be a little spray," said the foggy night.
"You just did the shape, but did not do God," Ye Fan said.
You must know that he made this sword. In fact, before the blood was thrown out, the various transmissions of nerves, joints and muscles were very delicate.
The foggy night can only think so. "It seems that my understanding is too bad. Even if my brother taught me, I will not learn."
Xiao Xiner looked at her face. "Although I have heard of such things as swords, this intention should be a kind of inner feeling. How can there be concrete representations?"
You can open this lake, indicating that there is indeed a real, real energy that has been swept out by you... But this energy is not infuriating, nor is it a sword... What is it?

Being said by a woman, Ye Fan is also somewhat confused.
In fact, he thinks about himself and thinks that he is making a kind of "meaning", but this means that it seems to be more illusory.
Is it that I have inadvertently created an "energy" that I have not yet understood?
When Ye Fan and both women were puzzled, a hospital doctor came over.
"Mr. Ye, you can find you, your wife is awake!" The doctor was pleased to report.
When Ye Fan heard it, he couldn’t think of anything else and ran to the ward.
Xiao Xiner and Wuyue Night also naturally want to see how Su Xiaoxue is doing, so they have followed the past.
Came to the VIP ward, the window in the room was open, the sun came in, very bright.
On the clean and tidy bed, Su Xiaoxue had already sat up. The woman's hair had been washed by the nurse, and the black hair was brightly draped, and the body was also bathed. She wore a warm patient dress, which was very special on her. moving.
"Wife!" Ye Fan saw the woman who woke up and shouted.
Su Xiaoxue turned his head and Ming Ming shimmered, and looked at Ye Fan and Xiao Xiner, who was coming, and the foggy night.
After five or six seconds of silence, the woman asked in confusion: "You... call me?"
The smile on Ye Fan’s face was stiff, and the heart snorted and smiled and asked:
Wife, what's wrong with you, don't make fun of me, you...

"Who are you? Why are you called my wife?" Su light snow frowning, some unpleasant, a face of ice cold.
Xiao Xiner exclaimed: "Oh, she is not hurt too much, affecting her brain, she lost her memory!?"
"No... No, Sister Sue! I am foggy night, you really don't remember?!" The foggy night was very anxious to ask.
Su Xiaoxue looked blank and shook his head: "I don't know you... Where is this? Why am I injured?"
Ye Fan’s heart leaped wildly, just the joy of fire, was poured a basin of ice water, fortunately, the stimulation he had received, has been lifted, and soon settled down.
Ye Fan smiled and said: "Wife, I am your husband, you can rest assured that you are now amnesia, but I will prove as soon as possible that we are husband and wife, you can trust me..."
"I...when did I get married!? Who are you!? What are you in the heart?!" Su Xiaoxue looked alert.
Ye Fan took a deep breath and turned to the door of the ward, staring gazed at the dean.
"You are not saying... my wife has nothing wrong with it!?"
The dean was also sweating. When he heard the words of the translation, he knew that Su Xiaoxue had lost his memory. He said in a hurry: "Ye... Mr. Ye, I will arrange for a detailed examination of the brain immediately! You are not safe. !!"