80s Taoism

"Do you really want to learn from me?" Zhang Jiaohua looked at Wu Yuan, who was a little restrained, and said suddenly.

Wu Yuan nodded quickly, "Of course I want to learn"

"Don't be happy too early, you have to pass my test." Zhang Jiaohua saw that Wu Yuan's temperament was not bad, and planned to teach Wu Yuan something. Of course it is impossible to teach Wu Yuan Meishan spells right away. Lu Yao knows that Ma Li has seen people's hearts for a long time, so Zhang Jiahua naturally wants to see how Wu Yuan's behavior is. First of all, we have to see if Wu Yuan can stand her own test.

Wu Yuan's face immediately showed joy, "Don't look at me being so fat, I will definitely be able to withstand the test."

"I don't test your playfulness. Whether it can pass, I only trust the eyes. You go buy some tree stumps and come back." Zhang Jiaohua said.

Wu Yuan took Zhang Jiaohua's money to the market and bought some wood. Zhang Jiaohua used the wood to make a plum blossom array in Wuyuan's courtyard. Zhang Jiaohua is planning to test Wu Yuan with his Meishan pile skills.

Zhang Jiaohua jumped up and stood on a standard Meishan stance, "As I look like, I stand on it for half an hour every day."

"How long does it take to stand before it is considered to pass the test?" Wu Yuan stood up, not feeling difficult.

Zhang Jiaohua smiled, "If you think you passed the test so easily, then you are completely wrong."

It seemed easy to do, but Wu Yuan only stood on the stump for a few minutes. His feet began to shake and his body began to shake.

"Don't move! It's only a few minutes?" Zhang Jiaohua took a wooden stick and knocked on Wu Yuan's ass.

Wu Yuan cried and said, "I usually lack exercise, should we take it slow?"

"Whatever you want, if you jump down, it means you have failed. I have taught a lot of people, but you are the worst." Zhang Jiaohua was really disappointed with Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan didn't want to give up, so he could only continue gritting his teeth and insisting on it.

Zeng Lei drove over to Wu Yuan's house in a three-wheeled vehicle.

"Fatty, come out and help!" Zeng Lei shouted at the door.

Wu Yuan was overjoyed and was about to take advantage of this opportunity to suspend the stance, but when he was about to move, Zhang Biaohua spoke again, "If the time hasn't arrived, if you are down, it means you have chosen to give up."

Wu Yuan cried and said, "Brother Zeng called me something."

"I'll go and take a look. Don't think that you can be lazy without looking at you. Any of your actions won't escape my eyes." Zhang Jiaohua warned as she got up and walked towards the door.

Affectionate, the chief boss is next door

Wu Yuan bit his lower lip with his teeth, "Don't worry! I can hold it!"

Zhang Biaohua walked to the door, Zeng Lei was preparing to probe in.

"Doctor Zhang, where's the fat guy?" Zeng Lei didn't care about Zhang Jiahua, and spoke very easy-going.

Zhang Jiaohua didn't have a bad impression of Zeng Lei. He was even with Zeng Lei that day. "He is busy and can't walk away." The old man looking at the tricycle asked again, "That rheumatism patient you are talking about is him?"

"Yes, that's him." Zeng Lei was relieved when he saw Zhang Jiaohua's voice calm.

"Then come in first." Zhang Jiaohua opened the courtyard door completely.

"Okay." Seeing that the fat man couldn't get out, Zeng Lei prepared to get the old man into the yard by himself.

"Let me help." Zhang Jiaohua said that the kindness was not directed at Zeng Lei, but at the old man. Although the old man was sixty years old, although he was gray-haired, he was sitting on a tricycle with an upright posture. Look resolute. Zhang Jiaohua can feel from him a temperament that is not common to ordinary people.

Zeng Lei was very surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang Jiaohua would take the initiative to help. It was completely different from the rejection of people thousands of miles away when he treated him that day.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, and the two of them leaned on one side. With a little effort, the old man was lifted down.

"Huh? The young man is not weak!" The old man said suddenly.

"You can talk? I thought you were dumb!" Zhang Jiaohua smiled. The old man sat in the wheelchair so blankly at the beginning, without saying a word, Zhang Jiaohua thought he could not speak.

"Young man, you are not bad, how many years have you been an apprentice?" the old man asked.

"Apprentice?" Zhang Jiaohua looked at the old man questioningly.

"Father, this time, you can be misguided. He is not an apprentice. He is the doctor I was talking about. The doctor who cured me the day I was dislocated. He is Doctor Zhang." Zeng Lei said.

The old man looked up and down Zhang Jiahua very seriously this time, and then smiled, "Sure enough, he is not good-looking. Dr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I just missed him."

"Master, your feet are not just rheumatism? Have you ever been injured before?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

Zeng Lei rushed and said, "More than just an injury? He was injured on the battlefield, with shrapnel in his foot. And he was ambushed from this, he was ambushed in the snow for more than ten hours, and suffered severe frostbite."

"What is my injury? Compared to my brothers who have not been able to return from the battlefield, I am very lucky." The old man patted his leg. Need for Grassroots

"Doctor Zhang, do you think the old man's leg can still be cured?" Zeng Lei asked.

Zhang Jiaohua shook his head, "It is so serious that it is almost impossible to cure it completely."

"Hey." Zeng Lei sighed.

The old man smiled, "Xiao Zeng, you don't need to do this. In fact, I can live to this day and I have made enough. Unfortunately, there are still many things that I can't do by myself."

"I said it can't be cured completely, I didn't say it can't be cured at all. Although it can't be cured completely, it shouldn't be a big problem for the old man to regain his walking ability." Zhang Jiaohua scratched his head. Before I finished talking, I was interrupted by these two people.

"Can it be cured?" the old man and Zeng Lei asked in unison.

Zhang Biaohua nodded.

"Oh, you scared me to death." Zeng Lei climbed onto Zhang Jiahua's shoulder, like a familiar friend. After the reaction came over, Zhang quickly released Zhang's bidding, looking very embarrassed, for fear that Zhang's bidding would happen.

"Go to the house first. I'll pay for some medicine first." Zhang Jiaohua said.

Zhang Biaohua entered the room, holding a bowl of water, and muttered the formula: "The golden skewer on the sycamore tree, the silver skewer on the sycamore tree, the left and the left, the right and the right, the upper and the lower, and the lower. The ancestor has slashed, and my master has slashed, one does not bleed, two does not do evil, the disciple is here, the pain, swelling, and coldness are eliminated.

After a while ~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zhang Jiaohua walked out with a bowl of water, sprinkled some of the water in the bowl on the old man's feet, and then handed the bowl to the old man, "Drink it."

The old man also looked at Zhang Jiahua with some doubts. This is clearly a bowl of water. Where is the medicine? How could the medicine be colorless and transparent? And there is no medicine at all.

But the old man drank the water in the bowl in one gulp. Immediately felt a warm and strange thing flowing in the body. He rushed directly to his legs.

"Huh? Itchy!" The old man said in surprise.

His feet usually feel aching, and a little bit of force makes him feel painful. But just after drinking this bowl of water, after the heat flow entered the legs, there was an itchy sensation in the legs.

Zeng Lei asked happily, "Master, are your feet better?"

"Where is it so fast?" Zhang Jiaohua smiled. This is to relieve pain, relieve pain, swelling, and dispel Liang Fushui, just to eliminate the swelling and pain of the old man’s legs. (.,, your support is my biggest motivation.) 17-01-1011:24:14