80s Taoism

"Then how long does it take to be treated?" Zeng Lei asked.

Zhang Biaohua scratched his head, "I don't know either."

The old man smiled, "It's not in a hurry, it's just that it's not very convenient to go back and forth."

Wu Yuan was witty, "Then live in my house. If you don't dislike it, we can still live in our house."

"It's okay. I haven't had much business lately. I just come to pick you up every day." Zeng Lei worried that the old man was not used to it.

"Dr. Zhang, if it is convenient, I will live here. The conditions are quite good. It is much better than the days when I fought in the war. I am not so expensive." The old man said.

"Don't ask me about this. This house is not mine. I am also a tenant. The fat man agrees to it." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"Doctor Zhang, what do you think about the medical expenses. I'll pay the medical expenses first." The old man suddenly remembered that he was cured, but he didn't pay a penny.

"I said before that the first three patients are free. He used one quota, and you are the second one. But I don't care what you eat and live." Zhang Jiaohua glanced at Zeng Lei.

"How can it work? How can you not pay for medical expenses? Dr. Zhang, don't worry, my old fellow can still pay for medical expenses. I am now retired. I have public medical care and retirement salary. It is not bad for money." Said quickly.

"But I can't speak without words." Zhang Jiaohua smiled.

"In this way, you have already treated me once today. This time it is free. I still have to pay for the future treatment. Otherwise, I can't feel at ease?" the old man said.

"Yes, Dr. Zhang, the old man dislikes owing others the most in his life. If you don't charge him for medical expenses, he will feel ashamed." Zeng Lei also agreed.

Zhang Jiaohua smiled, "Why don't you have to give me money? Okay, I'll start collecting money tomorrow."

Wu Yuan also Zeng Lei cleaned up the rest of the room that day, and went to buy all the daily necessities, this time he bought a new set for Wu Yuan.

"Fat man, I can entrust him to you to take care of him during this period of time the old man has lived here. Don't wander around in the future, it's not a problem after all. You are now in your twenties, so don't hurry up and find a serious way. , Don't want to marry a wife in the future." Zeng Lei said.

"Don't talk about me, you are almost thirty, and I haven't seen you find a sister-in-law." Wu Yuan is not at all reluctant to be inferior in this regard.

"Fatty man, you are stunned to be against me, right? Look at it, I will bring you my sister-in-law during the New Year. I will envy you at that time." Zeng Lei said.

"Wait until I have reduced these two hundred catties of meat, what kind of daughter-in-law can't marry?" Wu Yuan spit in all directions.

Early the next morning, Wu Yuan was driven out of bed by Zhang Jiaohua holding a wooden stick.

"Call flowers, call flowers, don't fight, don't fight, you just let me sleep for another half an hour, not ten minutes. Even one minute is fine!" Wu Yuan wore a big pants, white fat flesh on his body like waves rolling .

Zhang begs the flower to attack the thief and hit the most painful place. When it hits it, it is a bright red blood mark.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I won't learn anymore, okay?" Wu Yuan was so beaten that he was crying, and he ran around the room with his head in his arms.

"I told you yesterday, and you yourself agreed. Now it's hard for you to regret it!" Zhang Jiaohua laughed.

"I didn't say that you let you hit me with a stick yesterday!" Wu Yuan was really dumbfounded.

"Then I don't care. If you want to learn Meishan Kungfu from me, you have to go through a test. Once the test begins, unless you die, the test must continue." The stick in Zhang Jiaohua's hand has reached Wu Yuan's body again.

"Oh! It hurts me to death. Don't fight, can't I go to the stance?" Wu Yuan hurriedly ran out of the door, like a rabbit, quickly jumped onto the plum pile, and made a very non-standard horse stance. . As a result, Zhang naturally got a stick, "Oh, haven't I already started? Why are you still beating me?"

"Put up your chest, tuck in your abdomen, and straighten your hands. Keep this posture, otherwise don't blame the stick in my hand for eating meat!" Zhang Jiaohua slapped the stick.

Hearing the noise in the yard, the old man who was looking at his legs also walked out on crutches.

"Master, why did you come out?" Zhang Jiaohua asked strangely.

"I heard you are so busy in the yard, come out and have a look. Are you practicing Kung Fu?" the old man asked.

"The fat guy wanted to practice martial arts with me. I'm going to teach him now. He is still lazy, and slackers like him have to fight with a stick. When I practiced martial arts, my master beats even more..." Zhang Jiaohua said It suddenly stopped here, where did he come from? That is the memory of Cheng Dao.

"After that, hit him, don't hit him so hard, you don't see a piece of good meat on the fat man," the old man said.

"Yeah, I've been hurt by you all over my body now. How do you teach Kungfu? You clearly want my life." Wu Yuan almost shed tears when he heard the old man's words.

"Shut up! People are stubborn and can't be hit. Lazy people like Fatty, if you don't be cruel, he won't be able to practice real martial arts. Besides, I will put some medicine on him later to make sure he is safe. There are no traces at all. Actually martial arts training is not only training combat. Being beaten is also kung fu." Zhang Jiaohua held a stick in her hand and beat the fat man again.

"Ouch!" The fat man screamed, but his body didn't dare to move.

The old man shook his head and could only go back to the house.

"Father, your legs are not good, what do you want when I finish the task, I'll run for you." Wu Yuan shouted loudly.

"Good, good. You'd better be careful not to be beaten anymore." The old man felt sorry for the fat man being beaten~www.wuxiahere.com~Doctor Zhang, how could the old man come out? "Wu Yuan asked inexplicably.

"He was not a lame man, but he couldn't walk because of rheumatism and his feet were too painful. Now his feet are not so painful. Although walking is a bit inconvenient, he is not completely unable to walk." Zhang Jiahua saw that the fat man maintained his posture and did not continue. Fight again.

"That said, the treatment you gave to the old man yesterday is still very effective." Wu Yuan said.

At this time, Zeng Lei walked in from outside on a bicycle. Carrying breakfast like fried dough sticks and soy milk in his hand.

"Huh? Fatty, rare. The first time I saw you get up so early." Zeng Lei turned a blind eye to the scars on Wu Yuan's body.

"I was forced. Didn't you see the scars on my body? People's Public Security, come and rescue me!" Wu Yuan was extremely dissatisfied with Zeng Lei's blindness.

"It deserves it. You thought martial arts training was a treat. If I had a master like Doctor Zhang, I would definitely be able to complete the task, so I wouldn't have to run back sullenly." When Zeng Lei said this, his face became a little gloomy. (To be continued.)