Chapter 192: Healing

From the old man's playful gaze, Leng Binghan knew what he meant, but he didn't care, and he wouldn't believe such a nonsensical thing. Leng Binghan believes that there is miraculous qigong in this world, as if he has magical powers, but he does not believe in these so-called qigong masters who are currently being hyped all over the world, at least these are exaggerated.

He didn't say anything, facts speak louder than words. Just gently held the old man's somewhat dry but still powerful hand, and a stream of air was transmitted to the old man's body along with his mind, and it continued to flow in his body along his meridians.

Leng Binghan just held the old man's hand, the old man thought that Leng Binghan was comforting himself, he laughed, and wanted to pat his hand, who knew that suddenly he felt that the hand he was holding was changing, and a very strange change occurred, the original pale and thin arm seemed to be squirming at this moment, not that the arm was wriggling, but that the flesh in the arm was twisting, as if countless small snakes suddenly got in, and these little snakes were swimming in their bodies.

The old man was a little stunned for a moment, sparing him for being accustomed to seeing bloody rain and bloody winds, and used to seeing all kinds of scenes, but this strange change still surprised him, with big round eyes and a look of disbelief!

Soon, the arm returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. But instead, there is a feeling in the body that makes people **, extending in the body along the route of that qi flow. The itchy sensation, like an ant climbing, is not used to scratch, as if scratching through a leather shoe, which makes people feel both comfortable and unspeakably uncomfortable, and the body can't help but tremble slightly. What's going on here? All this is a new mystery for him! With his knowledge, he was not good enough to accept this strange reaction......

Is this what is called qigong?

The old man who believes in materialism has always scoffed at these unfounded things, but this made him feel first-hand, and some of his previous concepts were questioned-Could it be that there are really some magical energies in this world that exist in a very small number of people?

It seems to take a long time to express it in words, but in fact, it is just a blink of an eye, and before the old man has time to think about it, everything is over.

"Grandpa, how do you think it is now?" Leng Binghan said with a smile, at this time the old man reacted, Leng Binghan had already let go of his hand, the strange feeling was gone, everything was like a dream, and he didn't know if it was true or false in a trance.

The old man carefully sensed his physical condition, and suddenly felt that the lungs and liver, which had always felt uncomfortable, were no longer a little uncomfortable, and his whole body was full of vitality, as if he was immediately relaxed at the age of twenty.

"This ......" Old Man Rao didn't change his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and he couldn't help but exclaim at this time, or Leng Binghan immediately made a silent gesture, he reacted, and looked around carefully, seeing that no one noticed the abnormality, so he smiled at Leng Binghan embarrassedly, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Han, you really know qigong?" ”

"Of course!" Leng Binghan replied in the affirmative. In fact, he doesn't know what this is, it should be the qigong that is prevalent now! How else to explain it?

"You cured my illness with qigong?"

Leng Binghan swore and said: "Godgrandpa, as long as you pay attention to your diet in the future, don't work too hard, and exercise diligently, I will keep you for a long life!" ”

The cold words sounded a little incredible, but the old man who had experienced the magical scene just now seemed to have listened to it honestly, and he was in a good mood immediately. As a famous general in his life, the greatest sorrow is not the horse leather shroud, but the torture of illness and death. Every time he suffers from illness, every time he thinks that he has not fallen down in the rain of bullets, but he has to fall on the pain, the old man has endless unwillingness and emotion in his heart.

"Good, good!" The old man clapped his cold hands, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say. I didn't expect that my ghostly envoy wanted to meet the righteous son of the second child, and he could have such unexpected benefits, and his old problem, which even experts in all aspects couldn't handle, was actually solved by him in three or two clicks, it seems that this qigong is really good!

After a while, the health doctor came and asked the old man to go back to take a nap. This has been the habit of the old man for many years, and the spirit is not good when he is old, and the quality of sleep is not good, so he usually has to lie down half an hour after lunch, of course, a proper lunch break is also good for the body.

Who knows that the old man is on the rise today, where is he willing to go to the lunch break? With a pinch of his eyes, a pair of eyes pierced his heart like lightning, and the health care doctor's face froze, and the cold aura on his body made his hair stand on end, like a prey under the eyes of a fierce beast, and he was afraid. Although he was unwilling, he had no choice but to ask Wang Peiyuan and the two brothers for help with a bitter face.

Wang Peiyuan's two brothers were also dumbfounded, they never thought that this cold cold would be so popular, and they actually let the old man break his habits for many years for him. Although the old man and Leng Binghan are in a good mood together, this body is also very important, and there is no chance of missing it.

But the two of them didn't dare to touch the old man's moldy head, outsiders were fine, even if they wanted to scold, they would reprimand at most a few words, and it would be terrible to replace them, and maybe they would be deprived of the opportunity to come here to visit the old man. Therefore, Wang Peiyuan had to gesture to Leng Binghan from afar, hoping that he could understand the general situation and come forward to persuade the old man to rest. Seeing that the old man is so close to him, maybe he will listen to his persuasion.

Of course, their minds are cold, even if the old man's current illness has been eradicated, and the physiological tissues have been rejuvenated, but proper rest is still necessary, and a good body lies in exercise and maintenance, if you don't cherish it more, even if it is an iron body, you can't stand the waste.

So he said to the old man: "Grandpa, although the disease has been cured, your body is still relatively weak, and you still need more cultivation." But I can't be careless. When Grandpa has a lunch break, I will teach you a set of five poultry plays, which is the most helpful for exercising! ”

The old man smiled, looked back at Wang Peiyuan, who was very anxious, and swept over with a faint cold gaze, and said, "Did they ask you to persuade me?" "The old man eats more salt than Leng Binghan, where can these careful thoughts be hidden from him?

Leng Bing Han naughtily stuck out his tongue and said, "Old man, even if I don't mean to be a godfather, I will say this, not to mention that if I don't say that, my godfather won't beat my ass?" ”

"If he dares, I'll smash his ass too!" The old man's words made Leng Binghan stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but wonder, he really couldn't imagine what it would be like if his godfather, the secretary of the municipal party committee, was really spanked by the old man?

"Well, since you've all said so, I'll listen to you!" The old man turned around and was about to go back to the house, but after taking two steps, he stopped, turned back to Leng Binghan and said, "Don't forget, you promised to teach me something about the five fowl plays!" ”

After getting Leng Binghan's repeated assurances, the old man went to take a nap, walked to Leng Yunping's side, and said, "Xiao Leng, don't go, stay for dinner, and call Pei Hua back casually, everyone knows each other." ”

As soon as the old man's words came out, Wang Peidao was surprised. The old man rarely invites outsiders to eat at home, let alone leave someone to eat at home twice, and he has never been. This cold cloud is the first in history. And Wang Peiyuan and Leng Yunfei couldn't help but breathe at the same time, and then looked at each other and smiled, the old man can say this, it means that Leng Yunfei has been recognized by him, and he has officially entered the core of the Wang family, and everything in the future will be helped by the Wang family. Of course, with Leng Yunping, the deputy minister with real power who has been favored by the chief, the power of the Wang family will also be further enhanced, which can be said to be mutually beneficial.

After a two-hour lunch break, the old man's spirit was obviously much better, and his face was ruddy, even the health care doctor was surprised when he saw it, why was the effect of today's nap so obvious? The old man seems to be in good spirits, is it really because he is in a good mood today? It seems that there is so much to study in medicine!

In fact, as Leng Binghan said, he had just cured the old man's illness, but his spirit and body were not immediately effective due to years of torture. After this recuperation, the effect of Leng Binghan's strange ability on the body was gradually brought into play, and it was naturally manifested in form. If the health care doctor did a comprehensive examination of the old man now, it would shock him even more.

The old man is naturally aware of the changes in his body, and he is even more interested in the five bird dramas that Leng Binghan said. But fortunately, he was still able to put public before private, and according to the curiosity and urgency in his heart, he called Leng Yunhong and Wang Peiyuan to the study to talk first.

Leng Binghan didn't bother, and very obediently found a few books in the hall and read them carefully. The old man's books here are many rare fragments, which are very precious, and many of them are Leng Binghan has heard of but has not seen them. Such an opportunity should not be missed.

Wang Peidao originally wanted to take this opportunity to chat with Leng Binghan, but seeing that he was concentrating on reading, he had to give up and accompany him boredly. I still felt a little bitter in my heart: Those books are really boring, except for the old man, even I can't understand it, and I don't like to read it, Leng Binghan won't be pretending, right?