Wang Minghui and Old Man Sun were both attracted by the screams of Zhang Guodong's stomach, and Zhang Guodong smiled awkwardly: "I didn't eat breakfast." ”

Wang Minghui pressed a button on the phone on the table: "Ask someone to bring a meal in." ”

Five minutes later, Wang Minghui's assistant personally pushed a trolley in, with more than a dozen plates on the table, as well as a bottle of dry red and ...... Sprite.

Rub, the life of a rich person is different, just order a meal, in such a short time, it should be prepared in the company canteen, there are so many dishes.

"If you don't eat it, then I'm welcome."

Zhang Guodong waved his chopsticks and feasted. Well, this dish tastes good, and this dish is also delicious, goodong, a mouthful of Sprite's dry red slipped down, Zhang Guodong leaned back on the chair, satisfied~~~

"Cigarette or cigar?" Wang Minghui pushed the two boxes in front of Zhang Guodong.

Old man Sun frowned and watched Zhang Guodong smoking a cigarette beautifully. This is different from all the masters he has seen, who don't seem to smoke, right? And when I was eating just now, this Master Zhang worked too hard, like a rice bucket.

"What do you see I'm doing, you haven't eaten?"

"Master, look at me like this, can you still eat? You can drink a little liquid every day. ”

Old man Sun felt more and more that Zhang Guodong was a little unreliable, but Wang Minghui shouldn't lie to him, the two of them have been old friends for many years, and the business is mostly cooperation, not competition.

Could it be that this is what those masters said, hidden in the city? But this is completely different from the appearance of the master just now!

Zhang Guodong looked at his watch: "With me, no problem." It's okay to have an empty stomach, and it's okay to drink a little less porridge. Hurry up, I'll give you an exercise in half an hour. ”

Old man Sun looked at Wang Minghui, Wang Minghui was patient and asked people to prepare porridge for Old Man Sun.

Wang Minghui is sure that Zhang Guodong is deliberately pretending to be a ghost. When treating him, Zhang Guodong didn't have any words to adjust his state. When treating the leukemia patient, he also did it casually, why did he need to adjust his state when he got to Lao Sun?

And what do you want Lao Sun to drink porridge for, qigong to cure diseases, do you still need the patient to eat first?

If another doctor had asked Lao Sun to drink porridge, it is estimated that Lao Sun would have put the bowl on the doctor's head a long time ago. This Zhang Guodong has some ability, Lao Sun has been fooled.

Uh~~ No, Lao Sun doesn't believe in him, but in me! Rub, if it really cures Lao Sun, Nima is the one who carries the black pot!

Wang Minghui looked at Zhang Guodong who was meditating with his eyes closed, this kid was much better than he imagined. If you cure Lao Sun's disease, or alleviate it, then it's easy to say, if you really cure it, don't blame me for being mad!

Listening to Old Man Sun snoring and drinking the porridge, Zhang Guodong laughed secretly in his heart, he was actually using Old Man Sun as an experiment.

remembers that when he treated Han Dezhong with hemorrhoids, Han Dezhong let out a stinky fart; When Wang Minghui was treated with treatment, Wang Minghui urinated; When I treated my wound with healing, a stream of blood came out as the wound healed.

If he treats Old Man Sun's stomach ulcer, what will be the reaction of this old man? Zhang Guodong guessed that it was vomiting, what if there was nothing in his stomach and he couldn't vomit, Zhang Guodong also wanted to see the scene of Old Man Sun spitting Wang Minghui's face.

The old guy wanted me to come and treat your friend, so he called me over, when I was an employee of your company?

After drinking the porridge for a while, Old Man Sun felt sick to his stomach. The medicinal power of going out in the morning should have passed, and I drank another bowl of porridge just now, and my stomach began to twitch.

"Old Sun, how are you?"

"It's okay, I can bear it, is it time?" Old man Sun relied on his willpower, and the green tendons on his hand holding the wheelchair burst out, and sweat began to ooze out of his head, which soon converged into a stream and fell low to the ground.

Listening to Old Man Sun's suppressed voice, Zhang Guodong opened his eyes and looked at his watch. Well, it's eleven o'clock, and noon has arrived.

"Push him over to the window so the sun can reach him." Zhang Guodong walked to the window leisurely, and the person who pushed the wheelchair could only be Wang Minghui.

Rub, the sun is so sunny today that people can't open their eyes.

"Turn around, it's not in the right direction." Zhang Guodong turned his back to the window, so that Old Man Sun also turned his back to the window.

Wang Minghui wanted to question Zhang Guodong loudly, didn't you say that the sun should only shine on him, why are you blocking the sun now?

"Go, get in front of him and hold the wheelchair, let him sit up straight, I'm going to start working."

The old grandson covered his stomach and bent over, this simple action of sitting up straight made his head sweat more.

If this Master Zhang cures his illness, then it will be worth suffering all this, if this Master Zhang is also a magic stick, then don't blame me for being unkind!

Don't say that the effect after the gong will be seen after a month, as long as the effect is not seen immediately, and it doesn't matter if it is in Lao Wang's place, Lao Tzu will be mad on the spot!

As soon as he sat up straight, he heard the words in Master Zhang's mouth: "Mali Mali boom, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, go!" ”

Zhang Guodong deliberately controlled the power of the healing technique, and did not use all his strength as soon as he came up. Why do many people say that the treatment of diseases in large hospitals is slow, but the treatment of diseases in small street clinics is faster? It's because many big hospitals deliberately drag you to treatment, so that you can spend more money. And the people in the small clinic know that the people who come to see the doctor are not rich people, so there is no need to delay, so they will naturally treat you quickly.

Old man Sun's body began to twitch, bending over and straightening up.

Spit wow, you spit out wow~~~

"Hold on to the wheelchair and don't let him move." Zhang Guodong saw that Wang Minghui wanted to run, so he quickly found a reason to drag him down.

Rub, why didn't this old man Sun vomit? Could it be that the healing technique is not powerful enough? Then this patient is no longer raised, and he is directly cured? As long as you can see Wang Minghui being vomited, or even a face, these are worth it.

"It seems that the effect is not enough, sit tight, I want to overdraw my body and give you another exercise." After Zhang Guodong finished speaking, he recited the formula again, and this time slapped Old Man Sun directly on the back.

See if you don't vomit, it's better to squirt!

Old man Sun bent down sharply, then sat up straight, his mouth open.

Belch~~~~~~~

Your sister, just a hiccup? Why don't you vomit, how good it should be to vomit that Wang Minghui.

Hey, what kind of expression is Lao Wang, how can I see that his face is very bad. He had a convulsion in his abdomen, and he didn't have a stomach ulcer.

Vomit~~~~

Wang Minghui hugged a paper basket and bowed his head and vomited.

Nima's grandson drank a bowl of porridge, how could he burp, it actually had such a strong taste, fishy and smelly. He will never forget this smell in his life, it is too disgusting.

Zhang Guodong held back a smile, put on a weak look, and sat on the ground.

I didn't see Wang Minghui being vomited, but seeing him vomited by a burp was also very enjoyable! ~~ Ask for collections, ask for recommendations