Bang Bang Bang!

Zhou Chong watched this large group of people walk out of Qinglu, and there was applause behind his ears, and when he looked back, Zhang Yizhen was clapping his palms and coming over, and Yan Zixuan, who was masked in black gauze, also clapped his palms. "Yes, yes, a bit of a miracle doctor. Much better than I was back then. Zhang Yizhen said proudly, Zhou Chong's achievements are undoubtedly the greatest reward for him, a master.

"I'm a little curious." Yan Zixuan asked, "Aren't you nervous when you get the needle?" And how can you get a blood clot with a needle? Aren't you afraid of getting into your internal organs and aggravating your condition? ”

Yan Zixuan's problem is also Zhang Yizhen's problem, although he can identify most of the bruises through guò experience, but he is definitely not 100% accurate. Zhou Chong listened to this question, and he couldn't say that it was because he was seeing through his eyes again, so he could only scratch the back of his head and replied vaguely: "According to the experience guidance in the book, as well as intuition." I think the man is almost dead anyway, so it's better to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor. ”

"Look!" Hearing Zhou Chong's words, Zhang Yizhen proudly gave a thumbs up again and praised: "This is the talent of being a doctor, and all the heirs of the Acupuncture Gate are first-class miracle doctors." ”

"Self-righteous sect." Yan Zixuan muttered, since Zhou Chong came, there has been more and more love between her words, and now she is sometimes coquettish.

"Hey, girl, don't forget that you're also the heir of the Needle Dao Sect." Zhang Yizhen heard her muttering, and couldn't help but remind her: "Oh, by the way, according to Zhou Chong's progress, it is estimated that he will be able to treat you in a few months of cultivation." ”

As soon as she heard Zhang Yizhen's words, Yan Zixuan lowered her head and did not speak again. Zhou Chong interjected at this time: "Crazy old man, if you don't tell me how to treat it first, I'll practice and practice." ”

"This ......" The crazy old man blushed a little when he heard this, and only replied in a half-loud voice: "I'll sue you when the time comes." ”

"You're not going to keep a hand, are you?" Zhou Chong quipped.

"This... It's useless to keep one hand, I'm also old, I don't need it anymore, how can I be like you young and fierce. Hey, don't ask me, I'll go first. The crazy old man muttered in a tangled way, turned and walked away.

Zhou Chong just wanted to chat with Yan Zixuan, but Yan Zixuan also turned around and left. Zhou Chong felt very strange.

On September 11th, the registration day finally arrived.

Early in the morning, Qinglu was not far from Fudan University, and it took more than ten minutes to walk to the university town.

When I came to the outside of the school, I found that the car of the parents of the students was parked on the side of the street, and more than 2,000 new students in the school were gathered in the past two days, and thousands of cars had to be parked here almost every day, and the congestion was a mess.

Although there was still sporadic rain, the campus was filled with a festive atmosphere, with large slogans welcoming new students at the school gates, on the main roads, and on various buildings. Freshmen with immature faces and energetic parents can be seen everywhere.

Only Zhou Chong is alone, empty-handed and unattended, and there is no one around him, which is more leisurely than the old students who have returned to school.

When he came to the school, Zhou Conflict found that he only applied for Fudan and did not fill in the department, and the most important thing was that he came to Zhonghai without even getting the notice. Seeing that the freshmen had a place to sign up one by one, Zhou Chong couldn't help but be a little anxious, turned around and walked towards the principal's office, because he asked the seniors for directions, so he soon came to the outside of the principal's office.

"Ding-dong-"

Zhou Chong pressed the doorbell twice, and a voice came from inside - please come in.

Zhou Chong pushed the door and entered, and saw a middle-aged man sitting behind a desk, looking down at the text in his hand. The headmaster didn't look up, but asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Principal, I'm a freshman this year, and I came to Zhonghai early and too late, so I forgot to bring the admission letter." Zhou Chong said with some embarrassment.

As soon as he heard Zhou Chong say this, the principal raised his head, couldn't help but smile, and said gently: "Huh? Why are you so careless? In this way, you go to register first, and Fuda admits you, and there will be your name on it. Otherwise, I'll write you a note. "The principal has an elegant school flavor and speaks gently.

The principal gave a solution to the problem, but Zhou Chong was even more embarrassed, he scratched the back of his head, and simply said honestly: "I... I forgot about my department. Well, I only filled in one application for Fuda, and then I came to Zhonghai, and I don't know if I was admitted. ”

"Huh?" When the principal heard this, he was even happier and said, "Classmate, do you think I should say that you are confident or reckless?" What should you do if you don't get into Fuda? By the way, how many points did you score in the college entrance examination? ”

"Forget." Zhou Chong replied very calmly: "However, I am the top student in our college entrance examination there. ”

As soon as the first half of Zhou Chong's sentence came out, the principal really felt that the reckless freshman in front of him was a bit like he was here to make trouble, but as soon as he heard the top student in the college entrance examination, he suddenly remembered that there was indeed a college entrance examination champion who applied directly without filling in the department, and the school also asked the principal for permission when replying to the notice. So, he asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Zhou Chong."

"Zhou Chong." The principal muttered again, he had an impression of this name, and suddenly remembered that when he was having dinner with the No. 1 person in the Central Naval Region, the drunken Commander Zang patted him on the shoulder and explained: "Han Ru, I have a grandson who is going to study at your Fuda University this year, you must take care of it." It's called Zhou Chong, do you remember? The top student in the college entrance examination is not the kind that goes through the back door! ”

As soon as he remembered this, the principal quickly patted his head and said, "Oh, I remembered. It's called Zhou Chong, yes, you were indeed admitted to our Fuda University. However, since you didn't fill in the department, there is no department on the notice we sent to you, so theoretically, you can choose any department to study now. ”

"That's right." Zhou Chong nodded, a little lucky, and then asked, "Then what are the departments in our school?" ”

"This is our school's brochure, and I still have an urgent document to be approved, you can read it slowly and choose it slowly." The principal took a brochure from the side and handed it to Zhou Chong, and then said, "You can sit down, you're welcome, school is the same as home." ”

Zhou Chong was really not polite, and when he heard him say this, he sat down directly, picked up the brochure and looked at it carefully for a while. In the end, he chose the Department of Medicine because there was a Chinese medicine research institute in it. Although there is no one in the world who is qualified to be Zhou Chong's teacher in the field of Chinese medicine, it is still good to communicate with the big guys.

Zhou Chong made up his mind, and the principal on the opposite side also finished reading the urgent document, raised his head and said to Zhou Chong: "Have you chosen?" Student Zhou! ”

"I've chosen." Zhou Chong nodded and said, "I choose the Chinese medicine class of this medical department." ”

"Oh, good." The principal nodded, wrote a note, and then handed it to Zhou Chong, saying, "You take this note to the Department of Medicine to report." ”

Zhou Chong took the note and looked at it, in addition to writing Zhou Chong's Department of Medicine in the front, there was also a bracket in the back that wrote Bowanglou, and finally the payment, Fang Hanru.

"Thank you." Zhou Chong nodded, stood up, and just wanted to say goodbye, he turned back to the principal and said, "Principal Fang, your body doesn't seem to be right?" ”

"Huh?" Fang Hanru couldn't help but be a little surprised when Zhou Chong asked him this, and asked, "What do you say?" ”

"Can I ask a few questions first?" Zhou Chong thought for a while and said, "Do you not eat greasy things, have abnormal bowel movements, and sometimes regurgitate your stomach?" ”

After hearing this, Fang Hanru thought about it, it was indeed the case, and nodded: "Yes, there is such a thing." ”

"Your complexion is relatively dark, which is not easy for ordinary people to see, but in fact, your face is a little yellow, which is a symptom of liver disease." Zhou Chong said seriously: "And the questions I asked you just now, constipation, nausea, and oil aversion, these are all symptoms of liver disease, plus your pulse, judging from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, you must be suffering from liver disease, and the situation is relatively strict." ”

"Huh?" Fang Hanru was a little worried.

"Well, if you can trust me, I'll give you two stitches. If you can't believe me, I'll introduce you to Qinglu to treat it, my master's craftsmanship is much more exquisite than mine. ”

"Qinglu?" Originally, Fang Hanru was still a little skeptical, but as soon as he heard the legendary word Qinglu, he immediately believed it, he had many celebrity friends who were members of Qinglu, and his body was not very good before, but now he is fierce and fierce, as if he is in the prime of life. Because there are people around him who have seen the power of Qinglu, he trusts the golden sign of Qinglu very much.

"Then it's troublesome for classmate Zhou." Fang Hanru finally chose to believe Zhou Chong, after all, he was not a member, and he was embarrassed to go to Qinglu. Since Zhou Chong can see that he has liver disease, he must have real talent and real learning, and he is a disciple from Qinglu, and his skills are definitely not bad.

Principal Fang agreed, Zhou Chong immediately took out a silver needle from his hand, asked Principal Fang to be upright, and took advantage of the moment when Fang Hanru was not paying attention, and suddenly pierced the silver needle into the Yin and Liver Meridians, this time it entered, although Zhou Chong was extremely fast and took advantage of Fang Hanru's inattention. But the pain still pierced Fang Hanru's mind in an instant, and a cold sweat flowed all over his body in an instant, Fang Hanru actually gritted his teeth and didn't cry out for half a lifetime, Zhou Chong couldn't help but admire his amazing concentration when he saw this.

When the mixed yuan true qi in Zhou Chong's body was infused into the silver needle in a special way and then put into the meridians, the original pain disappeared instantly, replaced by a warm and comfortable feeling.

After about five or six minutes of applying the needle like this, when Zhou Chong felt that it was almost over, he suddenly closed the exercise, as soon as he collected the exercise, Fang Hanru immediately became extremely painful, and Zhou Chong immediately pulled out the silver needle. As soon as the silver needle came out, the pain came to an abrupt end.

If it was an old experience like Zhang Yizhen who applied the needle, Fang Hanru would definitely not feel a trace of pain, because Zhang Yizhen had already reached the state of integration, and the moment the needle was pricked, the true qi could be output, and the movements were seamless and there would be no intervals. And Zhou Chong is obviously a novice, and his movements are also rusty, and he used to tie winter melons, and rarely pierced people.

When Zhou Chong pulled out the silver needle, Fang Hanru let out a long breath, and he felt a lot more comfortable in his abdomen. At this time, Zhou Chong said: "Tomorrow I will go to Qinglu to get a medicinal diet for you, and the liver disease will be cut off after eating." ”

"Thank you." Fang Hanru said sincerely, he is not sick and light, who wants to have a sick body.

"You're welcome, let's take it as a return gift from this note, we're even." Zhou Chong smiled and went out.

Fang Hanru watched Zhou Chong walk out of the office, and couldn't help but smile, he felt that Zhou Chong was a very interesting student, his background was so amazing, and he was so low-key and helpful.

He can also be regarded as an upper-class person in Zhonghai, he naturally knows that this time he has taken a big advantage, not to mention the treatment cost of Qinglu, just Qinglu's medicinal diet is a valuable and marketless deposit, countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries in Zhonghai can't ask for it, but today Zhou Chong generously gave him a copy.

Coming out of the principal's office, Zhou Cheng suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards him from afar. He subconsciously whispered her name: Wanwan, Lin Wanwan!

He hurriedly rushed up and hugged the woman in a dress and long hair shawl tightly in his arms, and tears flowed involuntarily: "Bend, bend, I know you're not dead." You'll definitely come back to me. You'll definitely come back to me! ”

Zhou Chong cried affectionately, but was pushed away by the woman, and then ...... Syllable!

A hot slap was imprinted on Zhou Chong's sad face full of tears, and five red palm prints were immediately made. This woman, who looked almost exactly the same as Lin Wanwan, saw Zhou Chong, whose face was full of sadness and her eyes were full of affection, and she originally wanted to slap her a second time, but she couldn't do it at all. She suddenly felt that this man must be a person with a very good story, otherwise it would be impossible for him to cry so sadly.

"Ascend to the disciples." But she scolded anyway, and then passed by.

At this time, Zhou Chong grabbed her hand again, hugged her into his arms again, and said affectionately: "It's impossible for you not to remember me, do you resent that night when I sent you home early?" ”

"............" The woman was silent for a while, then broke free, then pointed to herself, and said very calmly: "Classmate, please look at me carefully, I am not the crook in your mouth." My name is Liang Wanxin. Maybe I'm like your deceased friend, but I'm definitely not your she. Also, if you want to pick up girls in this way, I sue you, I don't eat this set. ”

Liang Wanxin spoke so calmly, Zhou Cheng was alert, his bend was a little bird-like woman, and he would never talk to himself like this. He took a closer look at the woman in front of him, and sure enough, he found a difference, there was a small beauty mole between the woman's eyebrows, but Lin Wanwan didn't. And Liang Wanxin seems to be fresher and more elegant than Lin Wanwan in temperament, and her appearance is a little more exquisite.

Sensing the difference, Zhou Chong's heart involuntarily sank to the bottom. He knew that his bend would never come back. So, he said sorry to Liang Wanxin in despair, and then the whole person walked out like a walking corpse.

Looking at Zhou Chong's back with his head lowered and dragging out step by step, Liang Wanxin suddenly remembered the last scene of Journey to the West. She didn't give birth to Xingye's 'he's like a dog' style of ridicule and self-deprecation, but felt that this person was desolate and pathetic. The look in that look just now was the saddest and most lifeless pair of eyes she had ever seen, bleak, unfocused, and purposeless.

It wasn't until Zhou Chong's back disappeared in her eyes that she suddenly woke up: Hey, Liang Wanxin, what's the matter with you? You don't know him, why are you doing this!

She shook her head vigorously, trying to forget Zhou Chong's lonely back, teardrop-covered face, and dark and gloomy appearance, but found that it was in vain.