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Renhetang is located on this side of Jiangzhou Ancient Street.

As an ancient city, Jiangzhou's cultural protection is still very good, many ancient buildings have been perfectly preserved, walking to the ancient street, it is like returning to the Qingming era, if you don't look at those summer white thighs.

Wang Cheng took his sister Wang Yuan and Zhang Xuan, who came with him, to the door of Renhe Hall.

"Xiao Cheng is here, come in, the old man was talking about you just now. ”

Wang Cheng had just appeared in the lobby, and Feng Xihe, who was sitting in the hall today, hurriedly stepped forward and said affectionately, he was the third disciple of the old man Li Mushan.

Seeing the gauze on Wang Cheng's head, Feng Xihe said with concern: "What's wrong with your head?"

Wang Cheng said with a smile: "I just felt the old man's chatter, isn't this coming? It's that when I went down the mountain today, I walked in a hurry, fell down, and hit my head, it's okay." ”

Feng Xihe's eyes naturally saw that Wang Cheng's head was a flesh wound, so he nodded with a smile, looked at Wang Yuanyuan, and said with a smile: "It's okay, this is Yuanyuan, it's so beautiful, did you come out to play with your brother today?"

Wang Yuanyuan nodded obediently, she didn't come here once or twice: "Well, Uncle Feng is good." ”

"Hahaha, Yuanyuan finally spoke, okay, let's go, let's go in, there are guests here today, and the master is drinking tea, we just went in. ”

Feng Xihe said with a smile, very happy.

Because, Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Cheng have been here a few times, but they all shut up and don't speak, don't talk to anyone, and let the people here tease her, just look at you.

However, this little girl looks so cute.

Wang Yuanyuan and Feng Xihe said hello, which made him so happy, which shows how much this old Feng loves Wang Yuanyuan.

Wang Cheng said curiously: "Who is here? Is it Huang Lao again?" After thinking about it, it shouldn't be, if it was Huang Lao, Lao Feng wouldn't deliberately take them to disturb, it should be someone that Old Man Li didn't like to entertain very much.

And Huang Lao's full name is Huang Baoguo, a typical name in the fifties and sixties, and he is also a master of Xinglin, but not from Jiangzhou, but from Qingzhou City, which is separated by a river from Jiangzhou.

Feng Xihe shook his head and said, "It's not Huang Lao, it's President Zhang of the city hospital, and I want to ask the master to go to the hospital for a specialist consultation next month." ”

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "They still don't give up?"

Feng Xihe also nodded helplessly.

The Municipal People's Hospital has long wanted to bring Li Lao and several of his disciples of Renhetang under its command, and visited Li Lao many times, first wanting to buy Renhetang, the bid is very high, about ten times the price of this land, but Li Lao also directly refused, only saying that this is the ancestral industry, and it is absolutely impossible to sell it.

Then, he invited Li Lao to the People's Hospital for consultation many times, but he was also refused.

Just once, the director of the city hospital brought a patient who was said to be from the north to seek medical treatment, Li Lao saw that he had come to the door, so it was not easy to refuse, and he cured the patient, and the entire city hospital examined for nearly a month, and all kinds of high-tech means were used to find out the cause of the disease, but it was cured by Li Lao's medicine, so the director of the city hospital Zhang was even more eager for Li Lao, and he would come over almost every other month.

When Wang Cheng came to help grab the medicine last time, he saw the dean Zhang, who liked to take a shelf and put on a show, and he didn't like it.

"This is my classmate, follow along. ”

Seeing Zhang Xuan, Wang Cheng explained casually, Feng Xihe nodded, and led the three of them into the back hall.

Zhang Xuan bit her lip and walked over, saying in her heart as if you are all adults, just like I am a child, hum.

Behind through a corridor, to a study, the smell of books is blowing in the face, the summer vacation on both walls is almost all line-bound ancient books, and there are some hardcover modern printed editions of various medical materials.

On a mahogany coffee table in the middle, there were two cups of tea, Li Lao was wearing a white Tang suit, drinking tea with a middle-aged man in a black suit and whispering something, hearing the footsteps, Li Lao looked up and saw Wang Cheng and the three of them, and the original Yan Sù had a smile on his face, which seemed a lot kinder.

"Xiao Cheng is injured?"

I first saw the gauze on Wang Cheng's head.

Li Mushan asked with concern.

Feng Xihe sent Wang Cheng here and left, and he still had to go to the front to sit in the hall.

"Elder Li, I want you to take my pulse. ”

Wang Cheng directly explained his intention, and glanced at the middle-aged man in a suit next to him, that is, President Zhang of the Municipal People's Hospital, Zhang Qiangyuan, and turned a blind eye to him.

Li Mushan looked at Wang Cheng deeply, checked Wang Cheng's complexion and breathing rate, his face gradually became solemn, and said, "Come here." ”

Wang Cheng stepped forward and stretched out his wrist, Li Mushan stretched out his hand with old age spots, and gently put it on Wang Cheng's wrist, his pulse beating strongly, stimulating his fingers.

This is definitely different from Wang Cheng's previous pulse.

Li Mushan's face became even more solemn, he naturally knew Wang Cheng's physical condition, congenital heart disease, this congenital genetic disease, he was helpless. Fortunately, Wang Cheng studied many medical books by himself, conditioned his body, controlled his feelings, and after a few years, the effect was not bad, almost like ordinary people, and he would definitely be able to live to be thirty years old.

However, now, Wang Cheng's pulse is obviously the vigorous pulse of a teenager, there is no problem with his heart, he is stronger than ordinary teenagers, and he is not worse than those martial artists.

"What was born?"

Li Mushan hurriedly asked, frowning, this matter is a little unreasonable, congenital disease, and it is heart, it is almost incurable, even if it is replaced by a heart, it will not live long, but now it is good for no reason?

Wang Cheng said truthfully: "I don't know, I fell and fainted, and then I woke up, I felt different, I can't believe it, so ask Li Lao to diagnose me, is it really good?"

Although Li Mushan couldn't believe it, he still nodded affirmatively, and said: "It's really good, it's good to fall down, it seems that God doesn't want to see you die prematurely, hehe!"

It's weird, but it's a good thing.

In recent years, he has also studied many ancient medical books, and it is also because he feels sorry for Wang Cheng, he doesn't want such a genius to die prematurely, and he wants to find a way to continue his life, but he has never been able to find it, so he has always had some worries in his heart.

Now it seems that I can rest assured.

Wang Yuanyuan and Zhang Xuan were a little inexplicable when they heard it, but they seemed to know the general meaning, as if to say that Wang Cheng's illness was cured.

What is the disease?

Wang Yuanyuan didn't know, and Zhang Xuan didn't know.

It turns out that he is still sick, no wonder his academic performance is getting worse and worse, and he has to take care of his sister and work everywhere, and he is still sick!

The soft spot in Zhang Xuan's heart was touched, and tears almost flowed out.

Compared with him, he really seemed to be a flower in a greenhouse, just enjoying the sunshine and not experiencing any wind and frost, Zhang Xuan was ashamed in his heart, he had always thought that he was a bad boy who was greedy for fun and wasted his studies, and he was wrong to blame him.

Wang Cheng was relieved for a while, the deadly sword that had been pressed on his head for many years disappeared, and he sat directly on the chair and said with a smile: "Old Li, don't praise me, hehe, it's also an accident, maybe some new illness is temporarily hidden and has not exploded, I still have to pay more attention in the future." ”

Li Mushan nodded appreciatively, what he valued most was Wang Cheng, calm, not impatient, but unfortunately, he couldn't admit him as a closed disciple.

Thinking of this, if you accept Wang Cheng yourself, what should you teach him?

He is really a little helpless, Wang Cheng is more familiar with his room full of medical books than him, and he can almost memorize it backwards, and his understanding of Chinese medicine can be said to be deep to the bones.

"Okay, it's good that I'm in good health, old man, and I can sleep peacefully, old man. ”

Li Mushan also said relaxedly.

Wang Yuanyuan suddenly asked, "Grandpa Li, is my brother's illness really cured?"

Li Mushan looked at the little girl lovingly and said with a smile: "Okay, your brother can run, jump, and fly in the future, and nothing can restrict him." ”

Zhang Xuan heard the meaning, could it be that he has been very quiet since he was a child, and he doesn't play or make trouble, just because he is sick?

Ahem!

Zhang Qiangyuan, the director of the city hospital next to him, coughed, a few little guys came in, Li Lao ignored himself, a little embarrassed, coughed, saw that several people looked at him, kept smiling, and said, "Li Lao, these are yours?"

He didn't have Wang Cheng's three little guys in his memory, even if he had seen Wang Cheng, he hadn't written it down in his heart, because Wang Cheng had occasionally come to Renhetang before, and he had taken medicine according to the prescription, and he didn't make a sound, like a little guy, Dean Zhang was in a high position, and he wouldn't care about this kind of little person.

Li Lao smiled and said, "Dean Zhang, this little brother's name is Wang Cheng, and he will come to my shop to help when he has time." ”

Zhang Qiangyuan looked at Wang Cheng curiously and said, "Oh, is it Elder Li's closed disciple?"

Li Lao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I think, it's a pity that I don't have that life, Xiao Cheng's medical skills will not be much worse than mine, but there is less practical experience, if Dean Zhang can hire Xiao Cheng to go to your hospital, it will not be much worse than me." ”

Zhang Xuan was stunned when she heard this, Wang Cheng is so powerful, can sit independently, is not much worse than Li Lao of Renhetang? If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she would have screamed.

Only Wang Yuanyuan nodded as a matter of course, and people must be the most powerful for their brother.

Zhang Qiangyuan's face was ugly, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old hairy boy, you pushed me and asked him to be an expert for consultation? Li Lao, even if you don't want to go, you don't have to fool me like this.

Holding back his anger, Zhang Qiangyuan didn't want to stay any longer, just now Li Lao had already refused, stood up, and said lightly: "I still have something, Li Lao, I'll leave first, there is still a mess in the hospital, I just mentioned yì, and I hope Li Lao will think about it." ”

didn't say a word to Wang Cheng, and didn't look at him more.

Wang Cheng sat quietly, his attitude didn't matter, his eyes swept to the bookshelf, to see if there was any book he hadn't read, or hadn't eaten thoroughly, and he could take it back and study it later.

Li Lao frowned slightly, knowing that Zhang Qiangyuan didn't believe what he just said, thinking that he was fooling him, sighed, didn't explain and argue, just said: "Since Dean Zhang has something, then I won't keep you, I'm used to being free, I'm afraid it's not suitable to go to your system, so, thank you Dean Zhang for your kindness." ”

Just now, Dean Zhang promised him the position of vice president, and he is in charge of the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Dean Zhang nodded, glanced at Wang Cheng, and got up to leave.

At this time, a noisy sound came from the lobby outside.

"Hurry up and help save my senior brother, if you can't save me, I'll smash your shop. ”

A hearty shout came from the front.

Li Mushan's face suddenly looked bad, Renhetang is a century-old brand in Jiangzhou, anyone who comes here will give a face and not make a loud noise, not to mention, he Old Man Li is still a national hand level of traditional Chinese medicine, these days, who doesn't want to know one or two miracle doctors and buy an insurance for their lives?

Therefore, no one dared to be presumptuous in Renhetang, and no one dared to be presumptuous in front of Li Mushan.

"Hmph. ”

Li Mushan snorted, got up and walked towards the front hall.

Wang Cheng also took the two little girls to follow, and said in a low voice: "The patient may be seriously injured, the family is very excited, Mr. Li, don't take it to heart." ”

Li Mushan didn't speak.

Coming to the lobby in front, a group of people were noisy here, Feng Xihe, who was sitting in the hall, was checking a wounded man lying on a stretcher, and a few guys who were grabbing medicine were comforting the feelings of others.

As soon as Li Mushan appeared, the scene suddenly quieted down, and the few big men wearing vests who showed their muscles also quieted down, not daring to make noise, and a few guys suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How?"

Li Mushan did not pursue the noisy things of these people, and looked at Feng Xihe, who was checking the patient, the doctor was benevolent, and Li Mushan could see it.

Lying on the stretcher was a middle-aged man with a very well-proportioned figure, and by looking at the muscles on his exposed arms, he knew that he was a practitioner.

In fact, Wang Cheng knew him.

This is Liu Qing of the ** boxing gym, and he went to Zangdingguan to challenge this morning, Wang Cheng also fell down in Zangding because he heard his voice, and then he fell into a coma, and then he had an inexplicable congenital heart disease.

Speaking of which, I have to thank this Liu Qing.

At this time, Liu Qing was lying on a stretcher, his face was slightly pale, his eyes were closed, and there were no wounds on his body.

A tall man came to Feng Xihe and Li Lao and said, "Old Li, I'm sorry, I'm abrupt. We were so anxious. ”

**The boxing gym has also been in Jiangzhou for some years, and it is known to Renhetang, and as a martial artist, it is inevitable that there will be a bruise, so you can't offend the doctor.

Li Mushan's face was as usual, nodded, accepted the apology, and said, "What's going on?"

The man said: "This morning, Master Liu went to Zangdingguan to challenge the Changhe Daoist, and the two fought for more than a dozen rounds, and then Master Liu fell to the ground and fell unconscious, and the Changhe Daoist said that Renhetang could be treated, so we brought Master Liu over." ”

In the place of the three universities in Jiangzhou, there is a lot of friction between the ** boxing gym and the Tai Chi boxing gym, because they all rely on this to eat, but Zang Dingguan does not pay much attention to the ** boxing hall and the Tai Chi boxing hall, because they are national cultural units, they have cultural relics licenses, eat national grain, iron rice bowls, and occasionally have large cultural subsidies, and they will not go to the rivers and lakes to grab food at all.

But there is no one who practices martial arts who is not competitive and aggressive, and the head of the Tibetan Dingguan Changhe Dao is in charge of the inheritance of Guanguan martial arts, and the masters of the other two boxing gyms sometimes have a fight, and after coming and going, there are some entanglements and some hatred.

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts.

Those who practice martial arts want to be the first and be the strongest.

Sometimes I can't hold back my hands between the fighting, so there is gradually a contradiction between Zangdingguan and the other two boxing gyms, and every once in a while, someone will go up the mountain to ask the Changhe Daoist to teach martial arts, saying that it is to ask for advice, but in fact, he wants to give the Changhe Daoist some color to see, and suppress the momentum of Wusheng Mountain.

The head of the long crane road is getting heavier and heavier, because the comer is not good.

Feng Xihe checked it, shook his head at Li Mushan, and signaled that this Liu Qing had no breath, and his heartbeat had stopped, this was a dead state.

Li Mushan frowned slightly, this is not a trivial matter, human life is at stake.

If Liu Qing really died here, of course, the main responsibility would still be the Changhe Daoist of Tibetan Dingguan, but Renhetang would also have a bad reputation, after all, people died here.

Li Mushan grabbed Liu Qing's hand and checked the pulse, but there was indeed no movement, he probed his nose, and there was no breath, and the major artery on his neck did not beat.

Really dead?

But why did the old Taoist priest send it to me?

Is it deliberately disgusting me?

Li Mushan was puzzled, he also knew Changhe Daoist, and he didn't know what this old cow nose was going to do.

Everyone else in the gym was nervous.

Li Mushan was about to announce Liu Qing's death in person, although he was unwilling, he was not the one to escape.

"Old Li, let me take a look?"

In a word, it attracted everyone's attention.

It was Wang Cheng who spoke.

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