General rheumatoid arthritis, if the problem is not big, can be treated by acupuncture, and it is also possible to break the root.

If his "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate" can be cured, it will also be a good thing, so why not.

"Would you look at rheumatism? Alas, my old problem, many old Chinese medicine doctors have seen it, and they all say that this is a stubborn disease, and if you want to cut off the root, it is impossible. Okay, take a look. ”

Li Guochang didn't have any hope. What's more, Zhang Fan is still an intern, if he has clinical experience, he is a crepe bird, his eyes are black, and he has nothing.

Zhang Fan picked up Li Guochang's trouser legs, touched the joints on his thighs, and scratched them. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he swept his gaze, but found that Li Guochang's blood vessels and muscles in his legs seemed to have atrophied a little.

Strange, what the hell is going on? Is it really rheumatoid arthritis? But in medicine, Zhang Fan has never heard that patients with rheumatoid arthritis will atrophy their blood vessels and tendons?

"How? Young man, can you see what is wrong? Li Guochang found that Zhang Fan's eyebrows were getting deeper and deeper, and he asked curiously.

This young man, where they say it is so unbearable? I think he's very pragmatic! Alas! If he really followed their advice, he would really cover this young man with a failed appraisal.

Thankfully, he decided to meet in the end. Li Guochang felt a little emotional about his decision.

"Dean, your rheumatoid arthritis is not a big problem, the problem is, I found ......" Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, how could he forget all of a sudden, what he just saw, even the problem that could not be found under the microscope, once he said it, it was possible to be said to be a neuropathy.

"What's wrong? Could it be that there is a bigger problem? Li Guochang asked with a puzzled expression, "Go on, I'm all old bones, what are you still hiding?" ”

"Dean, I ...... this"

What a fucking slut! If it weren't for his eventful momentary and seeing through Li Guochang's legs, there wouldn't have been so many tricky things.

But he actually found a bigger problem, and Zhang Fan knew how to give Li Guochang a reasonable explanation. He quickly thought about it for a moment and said, "Dean, in fact, I can cure your rheumatoid arthritis, but it will take a while. ”

"Huh! Mr. Zhang, you're not making fun of me, are you? Li Guochang raised his eyebrows slightly.

To be honest, he really didn't believe that Yi Zhang Fan was so young that he had the ability to cure his rheumatism. Even the respected old Chinese medicine doctors in the hospital could only shake their heads.

But later, Li Guochang found that Zhang Fan said it seriously, and he half believed it.

"Nope! I'm serious. But my treatment methods are different from theirs! As for the effect, although I can't promise you what will happen now, at least I will not have a recurrence for a few years, and I am still sure enough about this. ”

Under the acupuncture of the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate", because Zhang Fan's current body is not very vigorous, his skill in acupuncture is not very good.

Therefore, the big guarantee, he didn't dare to pack the ticket anymore.

"Good! Then I'll believe you once! and the dead horse should be cured alive. Li Guochang is very simple.

Anyway, he has rheumatoid arthritis, he is sick, even if Zhang Fan can't be cured, he doesn't have anything to lose, it's better to try it, so that this young man can have this heart.

"So when are we going to start treatment?" Li Guochang asked again.

"Hmmm! I'll be tomorrow! Within a week, I give you three acupuncture sessions and then see how things go. Zhang Fan secretly estimated it.

Like Li Guochang's atrophy of blood vessels and tendons, in fact, he can transmit his own Xuan Qi to him, so that once the Xuan Qi penetrates his tendons and veins, it may be of great help to his acupuncture.

"Hmmm! Good! Then we'll see you tomorrow. ”

Li Guochang stood up happily again, of course, this time, he was extra careful.

After leaving the hospital, it was already afternoon.

Zhang Fan hurried to the City God Temple on Xicheng Street.

As soon as he walked into the ruined temple, he found the old beggar sitting on the ground, holding a pot of fine wine in his hand, and a roast chicken? Scold! It seems that the life of this old beggar is quite nourishing.

"Boy, you're here? Hey, how can you have a strong aura on you?" The old beggar who was drinking good wine, he turned over and swept over, and suddenly rushed to Zhang Fan.

He glanced Zhang Fan up and down, and finally, he stared at the left side of Zhang Fan's waist and went straight down. The short sword, Zhang Fan tied it here.

"What are you?" The old beggar asked, his eyes burning.

The old beggar's eyes were sharp, and Zhang Fan was also surprised. He knew that even if he wanted to keep it hidden, it would be impossible. Not only does his master have vicious eyes, but his nose is as agile as a dog.

For this reason, Zhang Fan had no choice but to untie the short sword on his body and said, "Master, I came here to let you show me, what is the origin of this short sword!" This dagger is extraordinary, I can feel it. ”

"Hmmm! Extraordinary indeed! You're blessed! Say, where did you get this dagger? The old beggar asked as he took the short sword from Zhang Fan's hand.

Choking!

When the old beggar drew his short sword, a flash of silver light shot out.

"Oh my God! This...... It turned out to be an intestinal cleansing sword! The old beggar's hands were already trembling.

Bowel cleansing sword? What is this again? Zhang Fan was confused and couldn't understand the reason.

"Master, is this intestinal cleansing sword famous?" Zhang Fan didn't know, he asked a very idiotic question.

provoked the old beggar to shoot a mocking look in his face, "Nonsense! I said, you stupid boy, you have such a sword in your hand, you don't even know the beauty of this sword? ”

The old beggar paused for a moment and continued, "Silly boy, do you know that the ancient sword-forging master is the same as Mo Ye? ”

"Know." Zhang Fan had to answer truthfully.

After all, he is not a good swordsman, and he really doesn't know much about the swordsmiths in history. However, as for the cadres and Mo Ye, he still knows a thing or two.

"That's it! These generals and Mo Evil, they are sword casting masters in the Spring and Autumn Period, especially the Cadre Sword and Mo Evil Sword they created, these are all famous swords in the world! As for this intestinal cleansing sword, it is actually a sword of love cast by the cadre to Mo Ye, it is said that this intestinal cleansing sword is made by fusing meteorites, of course, this is just a rumor, the truth of the matter, we thick people do not know. ”

The old beggar's words shocked Zhang Fan a lot. He couldn't have imagined that this general was actually a sword of love forged by the cadre to Mo Ye?

The cadre is a master of sword forging, and Mo Ye is no exception. At this moment, Zhang Fan's breathing became a little heavy.

The old beggar held the short sword in his hand, he pulled out a hair with a sneer, and said to Zhang Fan: "Boy, you have seen carefully how sharp the blade of this sword is. ”

After the old beggar finished speaking, he gently attached the hair in his hand to the blade of the short sword, and then blew lightly, but when he saw that hair, it broke two knots immediately.

Broken by blowing? In the past, he only saw the footage in film and television dramas, but today, Zhang Fan witnessed this scene with his own eyes. The shock in my heart is naturally not small.

"What a sharp blade." If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Fan really couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

"And! Do you think the cadres will eat dry rice? He is a great master of sword forging! The old beggar pursed his lips, closed Duan Jiang to the scabbard, handed it to Zhang Fan, and said: "This intestinal cleansing sword, not only can it be broken when it is eaten with hair, but it can also sharpen iron like clay!" Cherish it and take care of it! This sword has an aura. ”

accidentally obtained this intestinal cleansing sword, Zhang Fan was very happy.

"Come, have a drink or two with me."

After Zhang Fan put away the short sword, the old beggar pulled Zhang Fan over, and the two sat down on the ground while drinking. The old beggar pulled a chicken leg and handed it to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan didn't mind, he took a bite of the chicken hard. The old beggar continued to drink, and at the end, he glanced at Zhang Fan and said, "Zhang Fan, I'll leave here tomorrow!" I have given you all the things that should be taught to you, and how much you will be able to comprehend in the future depends on your own creation. ”

"Master is leaving? Where to go? Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment and quickly asked.

Although he didn't get along with the old beggar for a long time, the old beggar treated him as an apprentice sincerely.

How can people be ruthless if they are not plants and trees?