When Zhang Feng, the lame man of Muliu Alley, came to Minshengtang to look for three knives, Minshengtang and Doctor Hua were already well-known in Jincheng.

Many people now know that there is an ancestral old shop, Min Sheng Tang, in an alley on North Street in Jincheng City. There is a doctor in the store, surnamed Hua. He can cure diseases, prescribe medicine, massage, acupuncture, fight, and scold the street.

Whether he is sick or not, he only needs to look at it to know it.

What's more, he can also cure madness, cure disabilities. The boiled dog skin plaster is even more tried, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly.

On this day, Zhang Feng came to the Minsheng Hall alone with a big grin. He thought that he was here to see a doctor today, not to ask He Xiuxiu for debts, so he was dressed fairly neatly, and he didn't bring a little brother with him.

In fact, the main reason is that Zhang Feng's younger brother has been scared by the three knives, and Zhang Feng feels that it is obviously useless to bring it or not. He didn't even understand how a doctor who treated people and took medicine could fight like a special soldier.

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, the hall was busy. He Xiuxiu was busy collecting money and catching medicine. Three knives are giving a big man with a tiger's back on the side.

The current Minsheng Hall is obviously different from what it used to be, and customers who come to see a doctor often line up at the entrance of the alley. Such a scene amazed many passers-by, and also made He Xiuxiu smile every day.

He Xiuxiu knew in her heart that if it weren't for the guy Hua Sandao, Minshengtang would not have such a grand occasion today. She even felt that if there was no appearance of the three knives, then the Minshengtang would only gradually decline under her management, and eventually exist in name only.

This point, in fact, had a premonition when He Xiuxiu took over Minshengtang. If it weren't for the fact that this store was his own portal, I am afraid that the monthly rent alone would be enough to make He Xiuxiu worried.

As for the man Hua Sandao, He Xiuxiu didn't know when she started to feel that it was a gift from God to her. Because this man who seems to have an unobstructed view on the surface is actually so intriguing. He Xiuxiu felt that this man seemed to have fallen from the sky, except for Hua Sandao, a true and false name, there was nothing at all that could prove the identity of this man.

To this day, He Xiuxiu feels that her understanding of this man is still only a little bit. But just this little bit of the star has made her ripple in the center unconsciously.

She felt like she had been poisoned by something, and every time she saw this man treating a customer, every time she saw his solemn face, her heart would beat faster inexplicably, and her face would be red.

Just like now.

After giving a customer a pulse, Sandao saw Zhang Cripple limping into the door with a cane. He didn't know that this man who was nearly forty years old was Zhang Feng, because he had never seen Zhang Feng, only his younger brother. But he had a hunch that this man was Zhang Cripple from Muliu Alley.

He Xiuxiu also quickly discovered Zhang Feng and recognized him. As a result, He Xiuxiu's face immediately became unhappy. She knew that it was natural for her to repay her debts, but after all, it was not her who owed money.

Sandao confirmed that this man was Zhang Feng from He Xiuxiu's eyes, so he took the initiative to greet him. But before he could speak, Zhang Feng took the lead.

"You're Dr. Hua?" he said with some disdain.

"Yes!" Sandao heard Zhang Feng's tone, and immediately responded casually, "Something?"

Zhang Feng looked up and down at the three knives, then reached out and patted his right leg on crutches, and said, "Can it be cured? Yes, just like Lao Yang, your mother-in-law owes me 50,000 yuan, and I don't even want the principal with interest!"

He Xiuxiu walked out of the counter at this time. She blushed and said, "Cripple Zhang, what are you talking nonsense. Who's his mother-in-law!"

Zhang Feng glanced at He Xiuxiu and ignored it. He continued to say to Sandao, "How's that." Give a word!"

"Come with me!" Sandao looked at Zhang Feng's legs, and then led him into the inner hall. When passing by He Xiuxiu's side, Sandao saw He Xiuxiu's flush on his face. He smiled at He Xiuxiu and said softly, "What's the hurry, I want to get married!"

He Xiuxiu was said this by three knives, and the flush on her face bloomed instantly like a lit firework. She stood stunned for a moment, then turned to Sandao and said, "Hua Sandao, you rascal!"

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Zhang Feng's right leg was injured five years ago, as for the detailed reason, Zhang Feng did not say, only said that the bone was broken, and later underwent surgery in the hospital. But because the injury was too serious and the operation was not very smooth, I have not been able to move freely for the past five years. Without crutches, walking becomes a problem.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the leg doesn't hurt when it's raining on a cloudy day.

He has also been to several large hospitals, but the doctors have said that it is good that his leg can recover to the way it is now. In fact, back then, the doctor recommended that he amputate his leg.

During the treatment of Zhang Feng, Sandao found that his right leg should have been broken by a blunt metal object similar to an iron rod five years ago. And because the blow was too heavy and the blow lasted too long, his leg bones were comminuted and fractured, and the skin and meridians of his legs were also greatly traumatized.

So it's inconceivable that the leg can be restored to its current state without being sawn off. If you want to heal, it is obviously impossible. Unless the Three Swords cultivation is still there, and a few extremely precious heaven and earth elixirs need to be added, it will be possible to restore his right leg to its original state.

But under the current conditions, the three knives cannot be cured.

He told Zhang Feng that if he wanted to restore this leg to its original state, he was afraid that it was only possible for the gods to descend to earth. However, the three knives can restore this leg to a state that is enough for Zhang Feng to stand without external force and walk in small steps. In this way, as long as the treatment is continued according to the three-knife method, it is not impossible to say goodbye to this crutch completely after many years.

Zhang Feng was silent for a while, and then repeatedly asked about the treatment method of the three knives. It wasn't until a long time ago that he watched the first shot in his right leg with three knives.

About an hour or so, Zhang Feng limped out of the inner hall on crutches. There was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and after following Sandao to the counter, he said with a little excitement: "Your kid's medical skills are really good." Being pricked by you with a needle like this, my legs are really a lot more relaxed!"

Hearing this, Sandao smiled indifferently, nodded in response, and grabbed a few pairs of medicines from the medicine cabinet with kraft paper. He tied up the medicine with a rope and handed it to Zhang Feng, "Take water and boil the medicine." After the temperature is released, it is used to soak the feet, and the residue is applied to the legs for five minutes. ”

"Okay!" Zhang Feng bowed his head a little, and while taking the medicine, he saw Sandao holding a pen and writing on a piece of paper. He stood and waited for a moment, and then saw Sandao hand the paper to him.

"There are two kinds of medicine on this paper, but the small shop doesn't have it. If Boss Zhang can buy it, it will naturally be more beneficial to your leg injury!"

"Oh?" Zhang Feng immediately took the note when he heard it, and said with a little surprise after a closer look: "Then I'll ask someone when I go back." He didn't go back immediately after he finished speaking, and he didn't pay the bill. He just stood slightly embarrassed for a while, and then heard Sandao Yang laugh and said, "That boss might as well go back first, this medicine money will be calculated as interest first!"

"Hmm~" Zhang Feng snorted at this time, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "You kid, acquaintance!"

He Xiuxiu listened very well, and as soon as Zhang Feng left, He Xiuxiu came over and asked, "Don't you want the 50,000 yuan to cure his leg?"

Sandao shook his head, snorted coldly and said, "His leg, five million can't be cured!"

"Then you give him a cure!"

"Cure it!"

"You~ What medicine did you write about just now, we really don't have it in our store?" He Xiuxiu was so angry by Sandao that she was speechless for a while, and then she suddenly became curious about the two flavors of medicine that Sandao wrote just now.

"Nope!"

"What medicines? What did you write about last time?"

"It's not!"

"What kind of medicine is that!"

"Medicine for his legs!"

"What kind of medicine is that!"

"Chinese medicine!"

"What kind of medicine is that!"

Sandao was a little impatient when He Xiuxiu asked. He glanced at He Xiuxiu, pulled his throat and said, "Poison!"