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"Hee-hee." Zhang Qingya smiled with her lips, "What is this?" It can't be a ghost drawing. ”

Jiang Tong ignored her, several people near her desk, all of whom had calligraphy skills, and when they tasted it carefully, they actually noticed the sword intent on this strange word, like a literati with a long sword in his hand, dancing on the paper, enthusiastic and unrestrained, heroic and wanton, and there was a sense of detachment from the world.

One of them suddenly had a great momentum on his body, and there was a faint power surging in his body, and suddenly he heard a pop, and that person actually advanced on the spot.

The other person, with a painful look on his face, took two steps back, clutched his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was actually a sign of failure to advance.

Several other people, along with Guo Lanjia, also felt the strength surging in their bodies, and hurriedly pressed down to calm the blood surging in their hearts.

"What, what is this word?" Guo Lanjia asked in surprise and inexplicably pointing to the rice paper.

"This is Zhang Xu's wild grass, a 'sword' word." Jiang Tong said lightly, "This font is unpredictable, although it is crazy and grassy, it does not lose the law, and there are rules for every draw." ”

The person who failed to advance was in a hurry and said: "Why did we see this word, some of them were promoted, and some of them failed?" ”

Jiang Tong said with a smile: "Legend has it that Zhang Xu, a great calligrapher of the Tang Dynasty, watched Gongsun Auntie dance the sword and comprehended the meaning of calligraphy. Zhang Xu's calligraphy, which originally carried a sword intent that ran through Changhong, several of them are people who practice martial arts, carefully appreciate this word, and naturally enter the state of epiphany, but some of them are ripe, and they will be promoted successfully, and some of them will naturally fail if the time has not come. ”

The successful man nodded and said, "That's right, I've been stuck in the nineteenth level of physical skills for a long time, and I can't break through the twenty level. ”

"Congratulations." Jiang Tong smiled at him, and he said proudly: "My name is Liu Chang'an, I am the Liu family, if Miss Jiang has anything to do in the future, even if she comes to me, I will definitely help." ”

The person who was injured because he failed to advance to the promotion snorted angrily and turned around to leave, Jiang Tong hurriedly said: "Please wait a minute, Your Excellency has suffered internal injuries, and the practice of a certain physical technique for a long time has caused some damage to the body, if you treat it quickly, I am afraid that it will leave the root of the disease." ”

The man snorted coldly: "Don't bother you. ”

Jiang Tong said: "The outer ankles of your feet, are they extremely sore every night?" ”

The man paused, and looked back in surprise: "How do you know?" ”

"That's the practice that hurt the body, fortunately, it's not too deep, and it's not difficult to treat, I'll write a prescription, you can take the medicine and soak your feet every night." After that, he wrote a prescription on a slightly smaller piece of rice paper, and the man glanced at her coldly, but finally took the prescription, and turned away without thanking him.

"The little girl is still a Chinese doctor?" Guo Lanjia exclaimed, and as he spoke, he didn't forget to put away the word on the table.

"I know a little bit about medicine." Jiang Tong said, "Jia Jie once said that the 'potential' of calligraphy is slightly the same as the principle of lifting and lowering in traditional Chinese medicine. The ancient Chinese culture of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, all of them are connected. ”

"Oh?" Luo Zilin suddenly smiled and said, "I don't know what level of traditional Chinese medicine Miss Jiang is?" ”

Jiang Tong was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that he had seen it on Tianwang before, that traditional Chinese medicine is divided into trainee traditional Chinese medicine, junior traditional Chinese medicine, intermediate traditional Chinese medicine, senior traditional Chinese medicine and special traditional Chinese medicine.

She had just arrived in the capital star, and she didn't participate in the assessment at all, Luo Zilin wanted to embarrass her in public.

She smiled and said, "The family teacher has a saying, if you are not at the level of a special Chinese doctor, you can't take the national medicine exam, otherwise it will be a shame for his old man." After studying with the master, I only learned the master's skin, and I didn't dare to go against his old man's will. ”

Luo Zilin wanted to say something, Guo Lanjia suddenly realized: "I heard that those Chinese doctors with extremely high medical skills are idle clouds and wild cranes, and they don't want to enter the WTO, it seems that Jiang Yatou's master is such a hidden master." ”

When everyone heard this, they all believed it for eight or nine points, and they thought about it, and the masters with extremely high medical skills were a little arrogant, how could they come to Baba to take the national medical exam, and they didn't have to surrender their status.

Many years ago, when he was a young man in his early twenties, his grandfather had a strange disease, the disease was menacing, and the person died in less than a week, and no drugs and high-tech instruments worked, until an old man came, and he didn't know how old he was, his beard and hair were as white as snow, and his family called him a miracle doctor, and it was this miracle doctor who saved his grandfather's life.

At that time, he asked his father, that miracle doctor has such a high medical skill, it must be a special Chinese doctor, and his father told him with a smile, and people don't bother to take any national medicine exams at all.

He couldn't help but look at Jiang Tong, could it be that this girl was the disciple of that divine doctor? Even if she doesn't, she must have an extremely powerful master, and it's better not to offend such a person.

Thinking of this, he interrupted Luo Zilin, who wanted to continue to embarrass Jiang Tong: "Miss Jiang is young, but she is so capable, she is really a young talent." Zilin, put this painting away. ”

Luo Zilin saw that the old man had spoken, of course he didn't dare to say more, so he handed it to his entourage. And those guests who had relatives at home who were about to break through secretly paid attention to Jiang Tong, pondering sending someone to the door to ask for a word.

"Boy An is blessed, he found such a talented girl." Old Man Luo smiled like an old man who loves his juniors, "Don't be restrained, just treat this as your own home, and have fun." ”

Everyone was secretly surprised, when Old Man Luo said such a thing, he was naturally showing goodwill, which could make Old Man Luo blue-eyed, this girl is really not simple.

Zhang Qingya was even more angry, originally thought that she could use this to make Jiang Tong ugly, so as to suppress her, but who knew that she had done her a great favor and made her out of the limelight.

"Hmph." She snorted coldly in a low voice, glanced at Jiang Tong, and looked, I want to see, you can still bounce for a few days, and when An Dashao is tired of you, I must trample your face under your feet and trample that fox spirit face to shreds.

After Jiang Tong's episode, the gift-giving continued, and there were more people who came up to talk to her, she was not good at dealing with these interpersonal relationships, so she pushed them all to An Lan, An Lan was like a fish in water, and people kept asking why his legs suddenly healed, and he coped with it. Those people thought in their hearts, could it be that Miss Jiang's master did it?

They didn't believe at all that An Lan, a leg disease brought by her mother and sentenced to death by many well-known Chinese doctors, would be cured by a young girl like Jiang Tong.

After a while, Jiang Tong felt bored, so An Lan took her out and drove her back to the school dormitory.

"You're really surprising me." An Lan sat on the leather sofa behind the flying car, leaning back against the red velvet cushion, and looked at Jiang Tong, who was silent opposite, "Your teacher, your strength is so strong, and your medical skills are so good, it is really awe-inspiring." ”

Who knew that Jiang Tong didn't seem to hear his praise, quietly looked at the street scene outside the window, and suddenly the corner of his mouth hooked a gorgeous smile: "Autumn is coming, the weather is cold, let the Zhang consortium go bankrupt." ”