Wu Zheng suffered a fracture, and it seemed that he was seriously injured on the surface, but in fact, the Golden Retriever King was the most seriously injured when he was kicked by Wen Chengxiong, which injured his internal organs. Xiao Zhange www.biquge.info original idea was to ask Fan Xudong to find someone to send them to a hospital run by the French for medical treatment, but after Si Yuangong appeared, he rejected his idea without such trouble. Xiao Zhange was still a little stunned by Si Yuangong, this was stunned, firstly, when he bumped into it, he fell into the mud pond in a daze; The second is that in the past few days, because he has been busy with the affairs of Degu Foreign Bank, he has not practiced the boxing score given to him by the old man diligently.

Si Yuangong didn't talk nonsense with him, first took out a small porcelain bottle from his body, poured out a black pill the size of a bull's eye from it, and then stretched out his left hand, before the Golden Retriever King could react, his chin had been pinched by him, his mouth couldn't help but open, and he threw the pill in with his right hand. Si Yuangong slapped the Golden Retriever King on the back with his right hand again, and Xiao Zhange heard a grunt, the Golden Retriever King's throat bulged, and the pill had disappeared into the Golden Retriever King's mouth. Xiao Zhange was still worried about whether such a large pill would choke, but when he saw this scene, the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching twice, and he made up his mind that he must not be injured when the old man is there, and if he is injured, he should run away quickly - well, he expressed his gratitude to the old man for this cramming method.

The Golden Retriever King swallowed such a big pill, and tears came out, but seeing that he only dared to look at Si Yuangong secretly with the residual light of his eyes, Xiao Zhange knew that this thing had been completely subdued by the old man. Si Yuangong checked the pulse of the Golden Retriever King again, and then said to Xiao Zhange: "Later, I will make a list, you let people catch seven pairs of medicines, add three bowls of water to each pair, fry them into a bowl and let him take them, and take them for seven days in a row to ensure that they are alive and well." After speaking, he asked Xiao Zhange to bring a pen and paper.

Xiao Zhange was skeptical about this, of course, he didn't dare to have a trace of disobedience on his face.

Si Yuangong wrote the prescription with a pen brush in the manner of a brush, then threw the pen away, called Wu Zheng over, and asked him to remove the bandages and planks on his hands. Wu Zheng untied the bandage with the help of Jin Chunlin, Si Yuangong looked at it twice and asked, "Who bandaged it?" ”

Jin Chunlin pointed at Xiao Zhange, who was holding the prescription and assigning someone to grab the medicine.

"It's not badly tied, but no medicine is enough for a bird!" Si Yuangong said, reached out and pinched Wu Zheng's fracture, then grabbed the pen, and wrote a list with a brush, shouting Xiao Zhange: "There is another recipe here, catch it together." ”

Si Yuangong dealt with Wu Zheng and several other wounded in the same way, pulled the sleeve of La Xiao Zhange, and then walked to the no-man's place on the edge of the dock first.

Xiao Zhange hurriedly followed.

"North China is about to change," Si Yuangong stood still, looked at the sea in the distance, and talked about national affairs without warning.

Xiao Zhange's face was silent, but he was very emotional in his heart: A martial arts master like Si Yuangong, who doesn't care about the world, knows that North China is going to change, but Song Zheyuan still believes in the so-called international mediation, thinking that RB people will not continue to expand.

"Supposedly, with firearms, there is no use for kung fu. Ten years of cold and summer work is not as good as a bullet, which is really a great irony for my generation of martial artists. But what has been passed down from our ancestors must be passed on. Otherwise, it is a great unfilial piety. I thought that it would be rare to meet a good person with good bones and a stoic heart, and before he died, he could finally hand over all what he had learned. But after looking at it during this time, you are not here. As a man of the Han family, it is his duty to protect his family and defend the country, and it is understandable. After thinking about it, I was narrow-minded. Xiao Zhange, let me ask you, are you willing to worship me as a teacher? ”

Si Yuangong said a few words, expressing the helplessness and sadness of today's martial artists. What do Chinese want from martial arts? The feudal dynasty was for the sake of sending generals and goods to the emperor's family; Troubled times are for self-preservation; What about today? Looking back at its origins, it seems that physical fitness is the greatest meaning of its existence. Originally, this was nothing, but in the context of strong enemies, the irony is too strong.

Si Yuangong's tone was not high, but Xiao Zhange could empathize with him and feel the sadness in his heart. This kind of thing is hard to come by, there is nothing to hesitate, he immediately knelt down, regardless of the concrete floor below, and said, "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship", and his head fell heavily.

Si Yuangong calmly accepted him three times, and then put his right hand on his shoulder, and the palm of his hand seemed to be glued to his shoulder, pulled him up, and said, "You are my first apprentice, and the last." What you have to do is something that Master, I wanted to do years ago, but I never dared to do. On this alone, you are better than me. I have only one request for you, to live, and then give birth to a bunch of cubs, and pass on the kung fu - can you do it? ”

Giving birth to a bunch of cubs? Xiao Zhange couldn't help crying and laughing, and shouted, "Master? ”

Si Yuangong smiled and said, "You stand and don't move." Then starting from his head, two skinny calloused hands like dead tree trunks touched them one by one, until they pinched his feet as well, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, if you had met me ten years earlier, and I concocted it with medicine, your achievements may not be inferior to that of Nai's ancestor." As he spoke, seeing Xiao Zhange's disappointed expression, the smile on his face became even bigger, and he said: "Don't be discouraged, our Bagua Gate is taking the road of bringing anger with fists, as long as you practice diligently, it is still possible to catch up as a teacher." ”

Xiao Zhange said honestly: "I'm afraid I don't have much time to practice." ”

"You dare to tell the truth, and you are not afraid that I will whip you. I ask you, can you spare half an hour every day? ”

"It should be."

"It's not should, it's necessary," Si Yuangong said, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he asked, "Zhan Ge, you seem to have something on your mind?" ”

Xiao Zhange really has a mind. Some things should be done sooner rather than later, and one more day for people like Jin Bihui to live will cause a little more damage to China's anti-Japanese forces. It's okay if she doesn't show up, since she has already appeared, Xiao Zhange feels that even if she knows her past because of her identity as a traverser, she should immediately destroy her without hesitation. This kind of thing is not good to talk to Si Yuangong in detail, he thought about it and said frankly: "I must go to the city tonight." ”

"Murder?!"

"Huh?!" Xiao Zhange was shocked.

SI Yuangong; "I feel murderous in you."

Xiao Zhange began to scratch his head and said, "It seems that my heart is not calm enough. ”

Si Yuangong flattened his mouth, obviously disapproving of his statement, and said, "Tell me who you want to kill." ”

Since Si Yuangong asked, Xiao Zhange told Jin Bihui and his affairs. When Si Yuangong heard this, he sighed with emotion, "Gege of the Qing Dynasty", and said: "I have nothing to do, so I will accompany you on a trip." I can see that you are very proficient in firearms, and you can behave well, so that your master, an old antique, can also open his eyes. ”

"Ah, Master, you really know how to laugh."