The next day, when Mr. Zhang went to his original class with a sneer to meet his classmates, it attracted many onlookers.

No one believed that he was the sickly sneering man with a thin face and a sick face a year ago, and everyone thought that Mr. Zhang was following him

People are kidding.

Only the iron buddy Li Rui is most familiar with him after all, and he vaguely smells a little sneer from his facial features and accent when he speaks, as well as his words and deeds.

He comically circled around the sneering sky a few times, like a hunting dog sniffing the residual breath of his prey, and suddenly asked, "What is my name?"

Sneer Xiaotian was angry and funny, and teased: "Your name is Li Wangwang, also known as Li Laifu, and you live in the kennel in the guard room!"

"Be serious!"

Li Rui looked at his face again and continued to ask, "What is the name of our football team?"

"Blaze in the sky!"

"Which team did we fight against, and who won?"

"I had a fight with the football team of the Sports Academy, I was injured, you became a deserter, and when you returned to the dormitory, you bragged that you let the three of them go!"

Li Rui blushed very rarely, and said with a wry smile: "Pass the assessment!" Although your last answer is not consistent with the facts, it should be a genuine sneer!"

After saying this, he suddenly pounced, hugged a bear, hugged Sneer's waist, and said in a slightly choked voice: "Brother, you are back!

Sneer Xiaotian also felt that his eyes were moist, stroked the back of this hardcore brother, and said very emotionally: "I miss you too, I miss my classmates!"

There was a round of applause. Someone came over to lift the box for Sneer Xiaotian and led him to the new dormitory.

In the dormitory, when Sneer Xiaotian opened the huge suitcase to sort out his clothes, Li Rui saw at a glance that the bottom of his box was covered with a layer of cotton, and some small glass bottles were neatly placed on it, all of which were tightly covered, and he couldn't help but ask strangely: "What kind of thing is this?" Brother, don't tell me: I haven't seen you for a year, and you will become Li Meiting in "The Siege", learn his method, and bring medicine from your hometown to the school to sell it!"

Sneered and said, "Am I such a disgusting person? These things are all treasures, don't inquire about them first, and I won't tell you." When these treasures come into play, you'll know!"

It turned out that Sneer Xiaotian felt that the medicinal wine in the cave did have the miraculous effect of healing diseases and replenishing the body, so he brought dozens of bottles over in small glass bottles, on the one hand, he needed to drink a little when he continued to practice, and on the other hand, in case someone got sick, this wine might be able to be used as a panacea.

After lunch, Mr. Zhang came to the dormitory to find Sneer Xiaotian, and led him to an antique alley on Changning Street and entered a courtyard house planted with flowers and plants.

The courtyard was quiet. A middle-aged woman who looked like a nanny greeted them, took them to the east wing, knocked on the door and entered, only to see a tall middle-aged man with a Chinese face and a faint majesty between his eyebrows, who was practicing calligraphy with a splash of ink.

Seeing them enter, the middle-aged man nodded to Teacher Zhang very casually, and then looked at Sneer Xiaotian, seeing that he was so young, he frowned slightly, obviously a little disappointed.

But soon, he adjusted his disappointment, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he asked very kindly: "Are you Xiao Leng? Welcome, welcome! Listen to Zhang Jin, your qigong practice is good, and you can still cure diseases, is that so?"

Sneer Xiaotian replied a little stiffly: "I have practiced qigong for a few years, but except for massaging Teacher Zhang once, I have never treated anyone. ”

The middle-aged man once again showed a disappointed expression on his face, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

Teacher Zhang observed his words and saw that he was very dissatisfied with his recommendation, so he hurriedly interjected: "Uncle, you just let Xiao Leng give it a try, anyway, qigong is always beneficial and harmless." Besides, for a chronic disease like yours, it is useless to take so many medicines, maybe another method will be effective. ”

Only then did Sneer Xiaotian know that this middle-aged man turned out to be Teacher Zhang's uncle.

The middle-aged man smiled indifferently, nodded and said, "Since you're here, let's try it." ”

As he spoke, he stepped out from behind his desk.

As soon as Sneer Xiaotian saw him walking, he knew that his illness must be in his legs. Because he saw that although the middle-aged man tried his best to maintain a normal pace, he was still a little lame, a bit like Uncle Zhao in the sketch "Selling Abduction" when he learned to walk as a lame.

Sure enough, Teacher Zhang said: "Xiao Leng, my uncle's surname is Du, and you call him Uncle Du." His disease was a strange rheumatism, not only the joints of the hands and feet were swollen and painful, but also the organs were damaged. After more than half a year of treatment, although the condition was barely controlled, it could not be eradicated. You try to use qigong to treat it and see if you can flush away the lesion and activate the joint repair ability. ”

Sneering nodded and said to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Du, you lie down on the sofa, I'll give it a try." ”

The middle-aged man didn't say much, and lay down on the sofa according to Yan, rolling up his pants by himself, revealing his two knees that were swollen like white-faced steamed buns.

Sneer Xiaotian was like yesterday when he treated Teacher Zhang, first breathed into the dantian, all around the luck, and when there was heat in the palm of his hand, he pressed the two palms on the calf nose points on the left and right knees of the middle-aged man, and then poured true qi into the acupuncture points with his mind.

At the moment when the true qi was poured in, the middle-aged man's knees jumped reflexively. Then, he felt as if countless hot needles had penetrated into his knee, constantly piercing the muscles and nerves, but there was no pain, just a little tingling.

After treating him for a quarter of an hour, Sneer asked, "Uncle Du, do you feel anything?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes." Xiao Leng, I didn't expect you to be so young and have such deep skills! I once asked a few people who had practiced qigong to massage me, but I never felt anything. Xiao Leng is good. ”

At this time, a middle-aged woman who still had charm walked into the study, saw the situation in the room, and asked with some surprise: "Lao Du, what's the matter? Who introduced you to the qigong master again? I told you that the current qigong masters are all liars, and none of them have real kung fu, so you should lie down in the hospital for treatment, but you don't listen! It's good that they all brought people to the house." ”

After speaking, he glared at Teacher Zhang again, and asked very dissatisfiedly: "Zhang Jin, did you introduce this young boy to your uncle? He is so young, he has been practicing since his mother's womb, how much ability can he practice? ”

Seeing that she was nagging and counting down, Sneer Tian took his hand off the middle-aged man's knee, turned his head and said with a smile: "Auntie, I'm not a liar. I am a student of Teacher Zhang, and I have practiced qigong for several years, so I came to try it today to see if it works. ”

The middle-aged man was poured into his knees by the true qi of the sneering sky, and it was very comfortable to be numb and itchy. Sneer Xiaotian suddenly withdrew his hand, and that true qi disappeared without a trace at once. It was as if the knees were suddenly empty, and the feeling of comfort disappeared instantly.

He turned over and sat up, looked at the middle-aged woman, and said a little angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Without investigation, there is no right to speak, how do you know that Xiao Leng has no real kung fu? Tell you: This time I found the right person." You go and arrange for Sister Wu to prepare a meal, add two more good dishes, and wait for Xiao Leng and Zhang Jin to have a light meal at home. ”

As he spoke, he got down from the couch and tried to take two steps, feeling that his knees were no longer as painful as before, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The middle-aged woman also saw the change in his walking, stared at the sneer in surprise, and suddenly said, "Hearing is better than seeing." That's it, I just have a little headache today, Xiao Leng, you give me a massage, and I'll try the effect too. ”

For Sneng Xiaotian, a small headache should be eliminated by hand, so he readily agreed to her request.

The middle-aged woman sat on a stool, sneering behind him, two palms against her temples, in the moment when the true qi was running, the middle-aged woman's head involuntarily tilted, and then closed her eyes for a while, and her face gradually showed an expression of comfort and enjoyment.

After Sengxiaotian let go of her palm, she jumped up from the stool at once, shook her head, and exclaimed in surprise: "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt!" Lao Du, Xiao Leng does have real kung fu, and there is hope that your illness will be cured. ”

As he spoke, he walked up to Sneer Xiaotian, climbed on his shoulder, and said very affectionately: "Xiao Leng, I'll have dinner at my aunt's house today." Wait for Auntie to cook and cook you a few good dishes. However, from tomorrow onwards, you will have to come to my house often, and Lao Du's illness will have to be troubled by you to continue to treat. ”

Seeing that she was talking quickly, she was obviously a person who didn't have much of a city, so she also smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie." Uncle Du's disease is chronic, and it has been prolonged for a long time, and it is difficult to eradicate it all at once. Rest assured, I will come often. I did my best, and if it didn't work, please don't be surprised by Uncle Du and Auntie. ”

The middle-aged man saw that he spoke politely and looked talented, nodded appreciatively and said, "I'm going to trouble you in the future." As for whether my illness can be cured well, don't take it too seriously, just do your best. ”

After dinner, Sneer Xiaotian and Teacher Zhang said goodbye and left. The middle-aged woman hurriedly took out a bulging envelope from the bedroom and insisted on stuffing it into Sneer's arms.

Sneer Xiaotian was startled, hurriedly retreated, and said, "Auntie, don't be like this." I'm still a student, so I don't rely on this for food. ”

After saying that, no matter how she explained, she turned around and ran out of the yard quickly.

On the way back, Sneer Xiaotian couldn't help but ask Teacher Zhang, "What does Uncle Du do?"

Teacher Zhang glanced at him and said, "It doesn't hurt to tell you: he is my cousin's uncle, named Du Yuan, who turned out to be the secretary of a national leader. If it weren't for his illness, he would have been the leader of a certain province by now. ”

Next, Mr. Zhang gave Seng Xiaotian a detailed introduction to Du Yuan's situation.