His hearing is extraordinary, but a few windows, a wall, and the conversation over there, he can hear it very clearly as long as he wants to, but in fact, he doesn't want to hear it. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With his current level of cultivation, he can't reach the realm of seeing and hearing.

"Parents are short. ”

Wang Yao suddenly thought of these four words.

Through the content of some conversations, he vaguely guessed that this was the Zhou family's own business, and the internal contradictions.

Subsequently, Wang Yao began to classify the medicinal materials prepared by Zhou Ying during the day, weighed them, and prepared to boil them tomorrow.

While he was busy, the sound of a woman crying suddenly came from outside, and it stopped abruptly after a moment. This was followed by the hurried footsteps of several people as they left.

The night gradually deepened.

Wang Yaopan sat on the bed and practiced qi.

There was a click, and suddenly there was a strange sound on the roof. It was as if something was walking around on the roof.

Well?

Wang Yao looked up.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

"Who?!" shouted outside.

Click, click, the sound on the roof intensified, as if something was on the roof again, and then there was a faint sound of someone snorting.

Wang Yao stayed quietly in the house.

After a few moments, there was a knock at the door.

"Doctor Wang?" was Zhou Xiong's voice.

"What's the matter?"

"Are you alright?"

Wang Yao got up and turned on the lights and opened the door.

"It's okay, what's wrong?"

"There's an intruder in the yard just now, you're fine, sorry. Zhou Xiong naturally wanted to apologize for such a thing happening on his own turf, the last time he was ambushed outside the village, putting Wang Yao and Sang Guzi in danger, this had already made them very apologetic, but they didn't expect such a thing to happen again tonight.

"It's fine. ”

Wang Yao smiled and went back into the house to rest.

"This is the so-called rivers and lakes, the so-called swords and swords, grievances and hatreds?"

This night, the village was busy, and someone broke in, and with bad intentions, it was to provoke their village.

The man was injured, he was injured by Zhou Xiong's father on the roof, and he couldn't run far.

At one o'clock in the morning, he was found, in a remote corner of the village.

The people of the Zhou family did not rush to call the police, but first knew the news they wanted from this person through their unique way before sending him to the public security bureau.

At night, in a house somewhere in the village, several old men in their sixties and seventies got together, including Zhou Xiong's father.

"Some people are getting more and more disagreeable!"

"It's our hearts that are too soft. ”

"You have to use the knife, and you can see blood. ”

"Hmm. ”

......

Early in the morning, the sun is shining.

After eating breakfast, Wang Yao first went to Zhou Wuyi's room, checked for him, and made sure that the situation was stable, and after the "Tongluo San" he took yesterday did have a certain effect, he lit a fire in this mansion and boiled medicine for Zhou Wuyi.

Mr. Sangguzi also got up very early, came to the courtyard early, and walked over with a smile when he saw Wang Yao boiling medicine.

"Little friend early?"

"You're early. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"What kind of medicine is this?"

"The medicine that solidifies the foundation. ”

After hearing this, Sang Guzi nodded with a smile, and stood aside to watch him boil potions with interest.

"Old man, give you a bench. ”

"Thank you. ”

This old and young, one boils medicine, and the other watches, which is quite interesting.

"Xiaoyou, who taught you this method of boiling medicine?" Sang Guzi asked curiously after looking at it for a while, he hadn't seen Dao for a long time in such a way of boiling medicine.

Wang Yao smiled and pointed to the sky.

"Huh?" the old man was stunned.

"Heavenly gods, teach me the magic method. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Hahaha, Sang Guzi laughed after hearing this, and didn't ask anything more.

The sun was in the sky, and the medicine had not been boiled for much longer, so Wang Yao moved the medicine pot aside and waited for the medicine to cool down.

"I'll go in and have a look. ”

"You please. ”

Sang Guzi got up and went into the house, and then called his old friend who was lying on the hospital bed.

Well, this one he found something unusual.

The condition of this old friend lying on the hospital bed is significantly better than the last time he came, and there is no need to ask if it must be because of the miraculous change brought about by the doctor Wang who just came.

Medication, what kind of medicine is used?

He was now more and more surprised, more and more curious.

is obviously a dying person, he can save it, and it is not too exaggerated to describe it with the words "medical skills".

"How's it going, Brother Sang?"

Zhou Xiong's father walked into the house.

"Yes, change in a good direction, this Doctor Wang, amazing, admire!" can make a "famous doctor" who has practiced medicine for decades admire, this ability is absolutely extraordinary.

To borrow a phrase, why God is called God is because He has done things that ordinary people can't do.

"Maybe the young man can really cure him. Sang Guzi said with a smile.

"The medicine is good. ”

Wang Yao entered the room with a still warm potion.

"Give it to him. ”

"Good. ”

Zhou Ying took the medicine and gave the medicine to his father who was lying on the hospital bed according to the amount Wang Yao said.

"Get up. ”

The person next to the hospital bed dodged away, Wang Yao came to the bedside, diagnosed the pulse, and then untied the loose clothes he was wearing. Then gently massage along the direction of the meridians, and in some places it is appropriate to stop, or press, or push.

"This is?" Sang Guzi on the side looked at the two white eyebrows and frowned slightly.

"Tuina, it's not like it. ”

"Qi Bojing?!" Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"No, it's something that's been lost for a long time!"

Front chest and back, after a treatment, nearly two hours, Wang Yao is very careful, this is a treatment process, but also a thorough process of familiarizing with the patient's condition, in the process of massage, he has a further understanding of the patient's injured meridians.

Those can be solved with dredging, those can be corrected by massage, and those injuries are very serious and cannot be treated temporarily.

As the treatment progressed, a relatively complete body meridian map appeared in Wang Yao's mind. These meridians are not intact, and a considerable number of them are either broken, reversed, or blocked.

First first, then secondary,

First pass, then positive, the last follow-up,

Wang Yao had such a treatment plan in his mind.

The clogged veins can be dredged, using "Tongluo San", the messy meridians can be corrected and classified, and the use of massage can be done, but it is only limited to a part of them, and the treatment time will be relatively long, and the other broken meridians are not what he can treat now.

After the morning treatment, Wang Yao returned to the room, recorded the treatment he had thought of, and after thinking for a while, he roughly communicated his thoughts on the treatment with the people of the Zhou family.

"Then trouble Dr. Wang. This is Zhou Xiong's father's answer, and his words basically represent the attitude of the Zhou family.

"I tried my best. Wang Yao said.

"I don't think your father fully understood what I meant. ”

In the courtyard, Wang Yao said to Zhou Xiong.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Xiong was also stunned when he heard this.

"Your uncle's illness will not be cured in a day or two, and I can't stay here for too long. Wang Yao said very directly.

"Oh, I'll tell my father about it. Zhou Xiong said immediately after hearing this.

In the afternoon, Mr. Sangguzi returned to Cangzhou City, which is not far from here, because of some things.

A visitor came to visit and was waiting in the hospital.

These are the exact words of his disciples.

"What guest?!"

He originally wanted to stay in Zhoujiazhuang for a while longer, and wanted to have a good chat with the little friend from Qi Province, the other party had too many magicalities, so that he, an old man who was old and had seen a lot of things, couldn't help but want to explore.

In Cangzhou City, there is a very famous Chinese medicine hall, this medical hall was originally the place where Dr. Sang sat and practiced medicine, but after he got older, he passed it on to his disciples, not sons, but disciples, because although his children also practiced medicine, but did not stay in Cangzhou City, but in other places.