Returning to Zhang Zhonghe's house from Ye Wenhao's side, Zhang Xiaoyun's eyes when he looked at Wang Dong became very different at this moment, this Uncle Wang who suddenly appeared seemed to have a strong meaning, even the second head of the military knew it, it was not simple!

At this time, Qin Lao called and said that he had already packed up, and Wang Dong asked him to come over first. After thinking about it, Wang Dong called Zhang Lao and asked him for another guest room.

Grandson Zhang Zhonghe's cerebral hematoma was cured, but at present, Wang Dong is not familiar with life in the capital, and he can't trouble Ye Wenhao with any trivial things, so he wants to ask Zhang Laodai to do a favor, in fact, it is not a big deal, it is a trivial matter of buying medicine.

After calling Zhang Lao, Qin Lao took a taxi over, Wang Dong took Zhang Zhonghe to go, and the two grandsons Zhang Xiaofeng and Zhang Tianxiang went home with their aunt Zhang Xiaoyun.

When they came to Zhang's hometown, Wang Dong and the others lived, and the originally deserted courtyard suddenly became lively.

Zhang Lao lives in a simple house, this courtyard usually lives with his nanny, his son and daughter have their own families, and Xiaoyu, who recently returned from studying abroad, only moved in.

I have to say that Zhang Lao's son's ability, Wang Dong said in the morning, all the medicinal herbs were found, and the years were relatively far away, and the lowest years were also fifty years. Looking at so many good medicinal materials, Wang Dong's heart was itching, and he couldn't wait to eat it himself, but reason finally prevailed.

The older the year, the better the effect of the soup, and of course, the longer it takes.

It took half a day for Wang Dong to boil the soup well, and Zhang Lao drank it, and his spirit immediately improved, which made Zhang Xiaoyu amazed, and Qin Lao was also shocked, the medical skills of the Three Immortal Sects were really extraordinary, amazing, amazing.

Zhang Lao's name is Zhang Tu, and he is over ninety years old, but because he was a cultivator in his early years, he looks like he is only over seventy years old.

Zhang Tu, who has improved his spirits, is very grateful to Wang Dong, of course, it is only a preliminary treatment now, and it will take a long time to completely repair the injured 'divine thoughts'.

During the dinner, Zhang Tu's son Zhang Mo thanked him: "Doctor Wang, I really want to thank you, I don't even know what to say." ”

"Mr. Zhang, don't thank you, I just have something I want to ask you for help." Wang Dong said.

"Doctor Wang, please speak." Zhang Mo listened attentively and was very humble.

"It's not a big deal, I just want you to help me find some medicinal herbs. This is Zhang Zhonghe, a distant relative of mine, who suffers from cerebral hematoma, and I am new to the capital, so I am not familiar with the place, so I ......," Wang Dong said.

"Doctor Wang, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter for you, no matter what kind of medicinal materials it is, I will buy it all for you." Zhang Mo said solemnly.

"Thank you so much, this is a bank card, the password is six six, there are 500,000 in it, this is a medicine list, it notes the medicinal materials I need, if the money is not enough, tell me again." Wang Dong said.

"Okay, Dr. Wang, I'll have this on you." Zhang Mo took the medicine order and bank card.

"Wang Dong, you are so powerful." Zhang Xiaoyu, who was sitting next to Wang Dong, praised.

"Huh." Wang Dong smiled, you little girl, you don't believe in your medical skills at all in the morning, and you worship it all in the evening.

"Wang Dong, can you take me as an apprentice?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Wang Dong was stunned and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu in surprise, how could she have such an idea?

Zhang Xiaoyu explained: "Wang Dong, I was inspired to be a doctor when I was a child, to cure my grandfather's illness, but over the years, there has been no retraction, although I have studied for a doctorate overseas, but I am still at a loss for my grandfather's illness. ”

"Oh." Wang Dong was relieved, it turned out to be like this, but he would not accept her as an apprentice, and said: "Xiaoyu, I am not as old as you, and you are still a female doctor, I am just a small undergraduate, how can I be qualified to accept you as an apprentice, and don't I see your grandfather?" ”

"But I'm worried that grandpa will relapse in the future?" Zhang Xiaoyu said worriedly, and then pursed his mouth, "As the saying goes, the master is respected, your medical skills are better than mine, and it is normal for me to worship you as a teacher." ”

"This ......" Wang Dong didn't speak for a while, and said perfunctorily: "I'll talk about this later." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu pursed her mouth, looking very unhappy.

"Xiaodong, I toast you, it's rare to be in such good spirits." Zhang Tu said with a red face, the 'Divine Thoughts' have been sluggish by the 'Residual Thoughts' over the years, and it is rare that the spirit is so good today.

"Okay, cheers." Wang Dong said.

"Grandpa, you're getting better, drink less." Zhang Xiaoyu reminded.

"Haha, don't worry, grandpa knows it." Zhang Tu said hehehe.

After dinner, Wang Dong gave Zhang Zhonghe acupuncture and mundaged the bones of the body, and it will take a long time for the cerebral hematoma to be cured, and Wang Dong himself is not completely sure, he plans to wait for Senior Brother Lin to make an academic report, and then do it together, and use decoction to recuperate during this time.

It's good to give Zhang Zhonghe, Wang Dong is a little tired, and Zhang Zhonghe said as if he was a little resigned: "Grandpa, isn't it tricky?" Why don't you forget it? I have been mentally prepared for a long time, and I know about this disease myself. ”

"Shut up." Wang Dong said angrily: "What you have to do now is to relax and live every day, you don't care about the cerebral hematoma, everything is with me." ”

Zhang Zhonghe was taught a lesson by Wang Dong, and he was silent for a while and did not speak. Grandpa is still as strict as ever, even if he is only reborn into the young man in front of him now!

"Okay, rest early, I'll boil some soup for you tomorrow to recuperate, and wait for my Senior Brother Lin to finish the academic report before the final treatment." Wang Dong's tone softened slightly.

"Yes." Zhang Zhonghe responded, like a child who had done something wrong.

Subsequently, Wang Dong returned to his room and called Senior Brother Lin to briefly tell him about his grandson Zhang Zhonghe, so that he could be mentally prepared.

The next morning, Wang Dong got up to cultivate, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, but it was strange to find that the essence of heaven and earth in the capital seemed to be much thinner than Yangcheng, and he didn't know what was going on? It stands to reason that the capital is the best place for feng shui, and it should be the most prosperous.

At the end of the practice, Wang Dong practiced his fists and feet, and Qin Lao watched from the sidelines. Later, Wang Dong instructed Qin Lao in boxing and palming.

Because of his good spirits, Zhang Tu also got up early in the morning to practice boxing.

At eight o'clock, after the morning exercise, they went back to the house to wash their bodies, and then had breakfast.

After breakfast, Wang Dong boiled the soup for the gods, and it was not until noon that it was ready.

At noon, Zhang Mo came over with the medicinal materials that Wang Dong needed. In the afternoon, Wang Dong boiled medicine for Zhang Zhonghe, and it was another afternoon, and it was not until the evening that he finished eating before the medicine was boiled. Zhang Zhonghe, who had drunk the decoction, also felt a burst of comfort in his body, which made Zhang Xiaoyu shocked again, and his reverence for Wang Dong's medical skills increased a little more, and he decided to pay attention to worship Wang Dong as a teacher.

For half a month, Wang Dong spent time in boiling medicine, and Zhang Tu's 'divine thoughts' had recovered most of them, completely suppressing the original noisy 'residual thoughts'! Just wait for the 'divine thoughts' to be thorough, and then completely eliminate the 'residual thoughts'.

Zhang Zhonghe's body gradually improved under the adjustment of Wang Dong's decoction, but the hematoma in his head was still there, and there was no sign of subsidence. If the hematoma ruptures, brain death will occur, and what Wang Dong has to do now is to eliminate the hematoma in the skull.

Directly puncture the hematoma with a silver needle and remove the blood from the body, although this method is the most direct, but the most risky, a little poor in the process may lead to brain death, so Wang Dong plans to take a more gentle technique, use decoction to relax the muscles and activate the blood, first soften the blood vessels, and then find a way to lead the blood clot of the cerebral hematoma to the body, and finally lead the blood clot out of the body parts.

This avoids the possibility of brain death, but it is more cumbersome to do.

In half a month, Dean Lin's academic report was over, and he also lived in Zhang Tu's courtyard.

Wang Dong and Senior Brother Lin prepared together for five days, and it was not until the sixth day that the actual operation began!

Wang Dong used the four-phase acupuncture method to enhance Zhang Zhonghe's life breath, and then skillfully dispersed the blood mass in the skull and flowed down the softened blood vessels to different parts of the body.

After completing this, Wang Dong, with the help of Senior Brother Lin, began to slowly remove these blood clots from Zhang Zhonghe's body.

It took a long time to remove the blood clots, a full half a month, and this was done with the help of the 'Divine Mind' scan, otherwise if it was scanned with a laser, the time would only be doubled.

After successfully dealing with Zhang Zhong's cerebral hematoma, Wang Dong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, everything was in danger!

And after a month of recuperation, Zhang Tu's injured 'divine thoughts' have been healed, and he plans to get rid of the 'residual thoughts' without saying anything, and the matter of eliminating the 'residual thoughts' can only be done by Zhang Tu himself, and no one can help him!

At this time, Wang Dong felt very relaxed and decided to go to the museum in the capital to take a look at the Sifang jade with the word 'bao' collected in the museum. By the way, visit other old objects, maybe you can find different secrets from these old objects!

The Beijing Museum is the largest museum in the country, twice the size of the Yannan Museum, and the collection inside is also all-inclusive, even the super old items of the period.

Seeing that Wang Dong would govern his grandfather and Zhang Zhonghe's grandfather, Zhang Xiaoyu's determination to apprentice was even greater, and when he saw Wang Dong preparing to go out, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Wang Dong, you can accept me as an apprentice." ”

Wang Dong was stunned, he didn't expect Zhang Xiaoyu to bring up the old matter again, but he would never agree to him! said: "Xiaoyu, I really can't accept you as an apprentice, and I don't plan to accept an apprentice, I'm too young, I'm still studying everywhere, how can I be someone else's teacher?" ”

"Wang Dong, don't be modest, why do you still need to study with such a brilliant medical skill? More than the doctoral supervisors I know, lifelong professors are powerful, and they can be my teachers. Zhang Xiaoyu said unrelentingly.

"Xiaoyu, I'll talk about this later, why don't you accompany me to the Beijing Museum today?" Wang Dong said.

"Okay, I'll take you to the museum, and you teach me medicine." Zhang Xiaoyu said.

Wang Dong had a black line in his head, how could there be such a cheap thing in the world? just said perfunctorily: "Later, later." ”