Chapter 167: Zhang Yu's Ambition (I)
"Virtuous nephew! My Lord! Uncle He is wrong, grass people He Nan is wrong! I'm going to line up, I'm going to line up! He Nan's sweat had soaked his gorgeous robe, and a chubby figure stood there and couldn't stop admitting his mistake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Hey, my Uncle He!"
Zhang Yu put on a helpless look, stepped forward and grabbed his arm, "You are wrong, but not queuing is secondary, the key is that you don't even understand the rules of this Jishi Pavilion." ā
The big stick has been beaten, and the sweet dates have to be given, blindly slapping people in the face without brains will only make countless enemies for themselves, Zhang Yuke plans to use Lu Nu as his base camp to do it, and the kind of thing that leaves hidden dangers should be avoided or avoided.
"...... rules?" At this time, where is He Nan still the same as he was at the beginning? Let's not talk about the identity of the person in front of me, it is the master who dares to draw a sword with Dong Zhuo, I heard that the sword skills of one hand can retreat under the hands of Lu Bu and Lu Fengxian, the number one martial artist in the world that day, and it is not easy to kill yourself?
As for whether he dared to kill, He Nan didn't dare to think about it.
"There are two ways to come to Jishikan for medical treatment. One of them is naturally to visit in person, and Huashen doctors usually sit in the museum, but there are many people who come to seek medical advice, which is naturally difficult to improve efficiency; Second, it's a more concise approach. ā
"How?"
Zhang Yu didn't answer, but just raised his chin to Li Dangzhi beside him.
Li Dangzhi stepped forward willingly and said: "Second, it is to submit a medical post from the second gate of the Jishi Pavilion, which should describe the patient's condition in detail, and then my junior brother will conduct the examination, and if it is qualified, our library will send a doctor to treat it." ā
"Doctor? But Doctor Hua? ā
"We are all disciples of the family teacher, although we are still shallow in the way of medicine, rough and rough, but also have some methods to prescribe the right medicine, if it is very tricky to deal with, I will go back to the museum to tell the family teacher, and the family teacher will go to heal."
He Nanle said: "Hey, I knew that there was such a way, what else did I suffer!" Dr. Li has a medical post here? He will write a letter now...... Oh, no, if that's the case, then why are there still so many people in line? ā
Because the person who posted this post needs to be rich or powerful, and have a good reputation, and there is no evil behavior such as bullying the people. This is the first level to verify the prayer post. ā
Fairness does not mean equality, but equality often means injustice. This move seems to contradict the previous one, but when you think about it, it is a good strategy.
What is the meaning of this, He Nan, a big businessman, understood it at all, and immediately rubbed his hands and asked Li Dangzhi: "Doctor Li, then dare to ask me who he is...... Are you eligible to post a post? ā
Li Dangzhi walked to the wooden platform in the center of the lobby, took out a paper roster from the cabinet and began to rummage through it, and at the same time, Hua Tuo's other two disciples, Wu Pu and Fan A, also rushed from the back hall to re-energize the long queue that had been silent for a long time.
Li Dangzhi was rolling, but He Nan's eyes were stunned.
This is paper, jade paper!
A piece of jade paper, which is hard to find, was actually compiled into a roster, just to record some news and intelligence.
Tyrannical Creatures!
Looking at the horizontal and vertical records on the white paper, He Nan's breathing became difficult, and his big head looked at Zhang Yu and then Li Dangzhi, as if the whole world had collapsed.
"Congratulations to the head of the He family, although you have a record of scolding the people, although Xiaode is lacking, there is no loss in the big festival, and there are several times to provide disaster relief and food...... So, you're eligible for this post. ā
"Hahahaha! Well, everybody! He Nanchao waved his short arms in the crowd, "Wu Jihou, our Yulang, just and fair, teach He to be convinced, and let He know that he must do more good deeds on weekdays!" Do well and have well! In the future, if you need any help, you can go to my house, and someone should do their best to help! ā
Although He Nan's expression didn't know whether it was true or not, there was really a cheer at the scene, but it was instantly suppressed by Hua Tuo's frowning eyebrows.
"Then ......" He Nan walked to his daughter's side, "The little girl's leg is sick-"
"Send someone to ride a horse," Hua Tuo twisted his white beard, "lead a chestnut dog and go around the city." When he returned, he amputated the dog's right leg and placed it on the sore. ā
"This ......" Not only He Nan was stunned, but Zhang Yu was even more confused when he heard it.
[What about my materialism, what about my Maoism? ć
Suspicion is suspicion, He Nan still sent someone to do it, anyway, at most he lost a dog's leg. It wasn't long before the attendant returned to the front of the hall with a large chestnut dog.
Zhang Yu told Hua Tuo, not to let him treat the disease well, anyway, he was relieved of Hua Tuo's medical skills, even if it seemed so mysterious.
He asked Hua Tuo to remember to help the big dog bandage it well, and he must save his life. Zhang Yu doesn't know what kind of psychology this is, maybe it's because he has always had a good impression of small animals and these equally cute creatures.
It is said that in troubled times, human life is as cheap as a dog, but as long as there is a dog, that human life is not as cheap as a dog's life.
Zhang Yu took Jing Shu to go to other clinics early, and he couldn't bear to see this scene of treatment. After turning around, I went back to the front of the hall, only to see that Miss He's legs had been bandaged by Li Dangzhi a little bit, and the chestnut dog's left front leg had also been wrapped in layers of white yarn.
"Miracle Doctor! Huashen Doctor! The great kindness and virtue He has nothing to repay, and I am willing to give a thousand dollars to express my personal heart for the good deeds of the Jishi Pavilion. ā
"This can't be done, Tuo can't do it with a little skill, and it shouldn't be such a valuable gift."
"Oh, deserve it! Mr. Yuanhua will take it. Zhang Yu kindly and slightly mischievously patted Hua Tuo's shoulders with both hands.
"Yulang, this ......"
"We're going to use money."
"Why?" Hua Tuo was puzzled.
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ā
Zhang Yu slapped his palms three times in a row, waited for a long time and didn't react, and then smiled slightly, seemingly under control, and walked outside the museum with Hua Tuo and Jing Shu Xiahoulan.
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ā
Everything was unusual, and the silence was embarrassing...... Only the sound of snoring that seemed to come from a car not far away.
"Han Long!"
"Hmm...... Well! Yes! Son! ā
The curtain of the car was slammed open, and Han Long hurriedly lifted a huge rectangular wooden piece covered by red cloth from the frame.
"I'm really ......" Zhang Yu glanced at him, and then said with a smile to Hua Tuo: "Mr. Yuanhua, this is the name that Yu personally proposed for my Jishi Pavilion, and from now on, I will be in Jishi Pavilion...... It is no longer called Jishikan. ā
"The old man thinks that the Jishiguan is still good...... What does Yulang want to call it? Hua Tuo was obviously reluctant, but Zhang Yu's words were something he had to listen to.
"Hehe, this will be a new era!"
Zhang Yu beckoned Han Long to take down the plaque of the original [Jishi Pavilion], and then hung the wooden board covered by the red cloth, and put his right hand on a hanging red silk.
"Since then, the name of the Jeshikan has been changed to-"
"Huh!"
[Infinite Spirit Sword Gate].