There are many exams in a person's life, such as the high school entrance examination, the college entrance examination, the entrance examination after graduation, the heart-to-heart examination to make friends, and so on.

As a person who has come over, Lin Fan feels that the high school entrance examination is still very important, if you are admitted to a good high school, this is a good www.biquge.info for admission to a key university. Of course, he hoped that Sister Tan Yajun could be admitted to a good high school, and in the past two days, he and Fang Jing have also done some ideological work for their sisters, so that they will not be distracted by their mother's illness and the matter of money.

Lin Fan pricked Tan's mother with needles every day, and at the same time used herbs to recuperate, Tan's mother didn't feel pain now, it didn't affect her to get up to cook and do housework, and Tan Yajun's sisters could also rest assured that they could go to the exam, and they were very coincidental and Zhao Xuepeng were assigned to an examination room, after each subject, when the three of them met at the door, Zhao Xuepeng wanted to say something, but he wanted to say something.

In fact, after Zhao Xuepeng transferred to the town middle school, under Fang Jing's teaching, he learned a lot, and he liked the cheerful Tan Yaqian, but he didn't say it, it was a secret love, when he knew that Tan Yaqian's mother was sick and needed money urgently, and he had money at home, he naturally wanted to lend it to Tan Yaqian, but he didn't know what his father Zhao Dafu was thinking, and now that he got to this point, he didn't have a taste in his heart.

When the last subject was finally completed, Zhao Xuepeng, who had submitted the papers in advance several times before, deliberately fell behind this time, and after seeing the Tan Yajun sisters go out, he hurriedly chased after them and blocked in front of the two sisters.

"If there's a fart, let it go!" Tan Yaqian hates that Zhao Dafu, and of course she hates this Zhao Xuepeng, and her tone of voice is naturally not good.

"My dad's business, I want to say I'm sorry to you." Zhao Xuepeng tried his best to lower his posture, "Actually, at the beginning, I thought that my dad would provide you with job opportunities, which was good for you, but Teacher Fang said that everyone has the right to choose the path they want to take, and the path forced by others is not your own path, and my dad has no right to force you to do so." ”

Fifteen or sixteen years old, saying that Zhao Xuepeng is not sensible, can say such things, in fact, he can be regarded as sensible.

"You've finally said a human word!" Tan Yaqian snorted coldly.

"I'll tell my dad about the money, I just hope your mom's illness can be cured." Zhao Xuepeng continued.

"My mother's illness has been cured, and Dr. Lin is very good at using silver needles."

"That's good." Zhao Xuepeng smiled, "Also, can I treat you to a meal?" ”

"Next time, we have something to do when we go home today." Tan Yajun interjected, and did not refuse directly.

"Next time, then." Zhao Xuepeng laughed, it's good to have a chance.

"Gone." Tan Yaqian pulled her sister forward, but just after walking a few steps, she didn't forget to turn back to Zhao Xuepeng and said, "You helped us once, if your friend has any incurable disease, you can go to Dr. Lin, he is really good at needles." ”

"Needle sticks?" Zhao Xuepeng muttered for a moment, and then asked loudly, "Then where to find him?" ”

"People's Hospital!" Tan Yaqian replied.

"The People's Hospital?" Zhao Xuepeng wrote it down.

Zhao Xuepeng returned home, his home is next to the Qingshui River, it is a three-story house, it is the best house in the whole town, but he generally lives in the city, if he does not come to the town middle school to study, he will not live here, only his mother is at home, usually Zhao Xuepeng is in the city company to deal with things.

The weather is very hot these days, and Zhao Dafu's company is not very busy, so he went back to the town to rest and rest, after all, the air in the countryside is good.

When Zhao Xuepeng walked into the living room, he saw an old man in his sixties looking at his father's feet, cupping on the soles of his feet, Zhao Xuepeng didn't bother, sat next to him and watched.

The morning before yesterday, when Zhao Dafu got up, his feet suddenly became weak, he fell directly to the ground, and he couldn't even walk, and then immediately went to the county hospital, thoroughly checked his feet, but nothing was detected, and then went to the city hospital, and still did not find any abnormalities, which made Zhao Dafu anxious.

Obviously felt the cold soles of his feet, even on this hot day, he stretched his feet to the fire to roast, he felt cold, and he couldn't use his strength at all, and he couldn't even check the cause with sophisticated medical equipment, wouldn't his feet be scrapped?

Later, he went to an old Chinese medicine hall in the city to show the old Chinese medicine doctor, and the old Chinese medicine doctor determined the cause, that is, the cold invaded the body, which could not be cured with Western medicine, even if he opened the knife, it was useless to cut his feet apart. But the cause was determined, but the old Chinese medicine doctor pricked Zhao Dafu's feet with needles, but there was no effect, and he prescribed a few pairs of medicinal materials to soak, Zhao Dafu almost scalded his feet and peeled off his skin, but he didn't feel the slightest improvement.

After Zhao Dafu returned to the town, he asked someone to inquire, and heard that there was a folk master of cupping in a village in Huangtian Town, and he spent 3,000 yuan to find this old man from the village, and now he wanted to use the cupping to suck out the cold air in the soles of his feet.

"Can you feel the chill lessen?" The old man asked after pulling out the fire cup.

"There is some feeling when the fire cup is pressed against the soles of the feet, but when you pull it out, it is gone." Zhao Dafu shook his head.

"Then I can't help it, this kind of cold is unheard of." The old man sighed, up to now, he had pulled it out so many times in a row, but it had no effect, and it was obviously a waste of time to continue.

"So I have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair?" Zhao Dafu was angry, "Didn't they all say that you are a master of fire pots?" After taking so much money, how can it be useless? ”

Thinking about having to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair is a kind of torment.

"This ......" The old man's face was not good, and it was not entirely the doctor's responsibility to cure the disease, but he did take so much money, seeing Zhao Dafu going crazy, he also had to endure it, and said in a low voice: "A few days ago, I heard that there was a young man in Yangxi Village who had a miraculous silver needle and cured rheumatism that had been paralyzed for more than two years, Mr. Zhao can try it!" ”

"Yangxi Village?" Zhao Dafu repeated, "Then why don't you hurry up and wait for Lao Tzu to send you red envelopes again?" ”

It's better to cripple the rest of your life!

The old man scolded very unpleasantly, and then picked up his medicine box and left.

Zhao Xuepeng looked at his father's angry appearance, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Dad, I heard Sister Tan Yajun say that their mother's illness was cured with silver needles, and the doctor may be able to cure your feet." ”

"The young doctor?" Zhao Dafu suddenly thought of Lin Fan's face, but he knew that Lin Fan was treating Tan Yajun's sister's mother, and now he wanted him to ask Lin Fan? Thinking about what he said at the water restaurant, he would never ask for such a person.

Zhao Dafu shook his head instantly, "Go to Yangxi Village tomorrow!" ”