At this moment, a figure walked from the corner of the elevator room on the floor, and after seeing the situation in the corridor, his face changed, and he hurriedly walked over.

"Elder Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

The person who came was Cao Lao, the new president of Jianghai City People's Hospital, who seemed to be an old friend of Jiang Biwu, and after walking quickly, he directly bent down and helped the old man Jiang who fell to the ground.

"Hmph, Lao Cao, this is the Su zhì of your hospital staff? Look, look at it, a group of little girls, all with guns and sticks, are about to catch up with the female bandits. ”

After seeing who it was, Jiang Biwu's face sank, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the group of nurses and girls.

"Hey, you bad old man, what are you talking about?"

When Liu Yuyan heard this, she was so angry that her nose almost crooked.

"It's just that you came here to make trouble first...... We're in a hospital ward, so where can we afford such a nuisance from a nervous path?"

Another girl named Xiao Yuanyuan was also angry, holding a broom in her hand and making a gesture when she was talking.

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this situation, Cao Lao roughly guessed something, and after helping Old Man Jiang, he glared and drank softly, and immediately drank the girls back.

"Okay, okay, there's nothing to do with you, Jiang Lao must have come to find me, hurry up and go busy with your business!"

Raising his hand and waving at the girls, Old Man Cao led Old Man Jiang to leave as he spoke.

"Hey, old Cao, why am I here to find you? The old man is here for business today, you get out of the way!"

Shaking off Old Cao's hand, this Old Man Jiang looked as if he was stubborn, turned his head and looked at the nurses again, raised his hand and said:

"Go and go, call out the fake qigong master in your hospital, the old man, as the president of the Jianghai Qigong Association, has the responsibility and obligation to expose his true face, today, the old man will personally fight fakes!"

"Dean, look, this dead old man is still ......"

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Yuanyuan's eyes widened again with anger.

"I said Jiang Lao, is there any misunderstanding here?"

Frowning, Cao Lao acted as an intermediary and patiently explained: "Who said that Xiao Zhou is an impostor?

As he spoke, Old Man Cao raised his right hand and looked at Old Man Jiang with an expression of "Don't you still believe me".

"Go and go, come here less and be close to ...... This matter is about righteousness, don't leave me here and go through the back door!"

With a wave of his hand, Old Man Jiang didn't look at Cao Lao at all, and when he was talking, he saw that no one paid attention to him, so he walked towards the front diagnosis and treatment room:

"Hmph, you don't call people, do you? Okay, old man, I'll go and find it myself, I'm a big person, I dare to impostor but I don't dare to stand up and admit it, like a turtle with a shrunken head, so I am also worthy of being called a qigong master, and what kind of miracle doctor is it?

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the nurses immediately changed, but before they could react, a strange voice of yin and yang had been heard from the elevator at the end of the corridor.

"Yo yo yo, where did you get out of the turtle Lao Wang Ba? Lao Tzu just went downstairs to soak shit, what do you mean by being impatient? Didn't you get up in the morning and didn't eat breakfast? I said I'll keep it for you......

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Xiaoya, who had a sly face, tightened the belt around his waist and walked out of the elevator.

The corridor was originally extremely quiet, and the old man Jiang made a lot of noise, and the last sentence was even more with a gun and a stick, Zhou Xiaoya heard it clearly in the elevator, and his heart was on fire, so he blocked people with words as soon as he came out.

As soon as these words came out, the nurses and girls who were still holding broom and mop heads in their hands suddenly laughed a lot, and looked at the old man Jiang who was instantly purple, and their faces were full of hatred.

Just after laughing, as if they remembered something, Liu Yuyan and Xiao Yuanyuan blushed a few times, glanced at Zhou Xiaoya, and immediately snorted.

This bad guy can even say such a thing in public, it's so bad!

"You are Zhou Xiaoya, the so-called qigong master?"

Looking up at Zhou Xiaoya, Old Man Jiang's face was extremely gloomy, he was in his sixties, when had he ever been injured in such public?

"Yes, it's me, but ...... You should go one more house, my qigong will not cure neuropathy! You should go to a specialized hospital quickly, and don't give up treatment!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Zhou Xiaoya opened his mouth and said another sentence.

"I ...... I'm sorry, the old man is sick and needs to come to see you......? The old man is not sick at all!"

Almost surrounded by Zhou Xiaoya's two words, the old man Jiang was so anxious that his face was red and his neck was thick, and finally he raised his hand and pointed at it, and shouted violently: "Tell you the truth, the old man is the president of the Jianghai Qigong Association, and he came here today to fight fakes, don't you claim to be a self-proclaimed qigong master? Show your qigong to the old man, and he will kill you at a glance!"

"Crack down on fakes? Okay, don't you claim to be the president of some bullshit qigong association? Then take out your qualifications to fight fakes, the president, right? Okay, show your hand to everyone first, and prove that you are not a Xibei goods, otherwise, why do you want to beat me for fakes?"

"That's it, maybe I'm a big liar!"

"Who knows, these days, there are more thieves shouting to catch thieves!"

"Isn't it, this is called fighting for the top position, using other people's names to promote themselves, and the trick of celebrities making scandals or something is about to be used up!"

......

As soon as Zhou Xiaoya's words fell, he was immediately supported by the nurses and girls, and for a while, the corridor was full of condemnation of Old Man Jiang's master and apprentice.

Looking at this posture, if the two of them don't show some real skills that can convince the public, I am afraid that they will be beaten up by these girls immediately, and they will be directly defined as liars who come to make trouble.

The shape shì turned sharply, and suddenly it developed into this kind of appearance, which was really expected by the old man Izujiang, and he turned his head to look around, and saw that at the doors of some wards on both sides of the corridor, some patients and family members inside were also looking this way from the probe, and some of them even had expressions of jokes on their faces.

Old man Jiang secretly gritted his teeth, turned around and looked at Hu Haitao behind him.

"Haitao, you go on! Let this kid see, what is the real qigong!"

Speaking of which, Jiang Haitao has been practicing qigong with him for three or four years, this kid has good qualifications, plus his body embryo is acceptable, he doesn't smoke or drink, and he hasn't suffered much from acquired poison, so in the past few years, hard qigong has practiced some small fame, and with his shot, Old Man Jiang is confident that he can make the nurses and girls in the corridor exclaim again and again.

Thinking of this, the anger in Old Man Jiang's heart decreased slightly, and he gave up a piece of land to Hu Haitao behind him.

"Hmph, stinky boy, Lao Tzu is practicing hard qigong, don't freak you out for a while!"

Staring at Zhou Xiaoya, Hu Haitao raised his chin and walked to the open space let by Old Man Jiang, and after taking a deep breath, his legs pierced into a flat and steady seven-point big step!

"Come on, squeeze the broom mop or something in your hands, it's better to get some thicker sticks, oh yes, wine bottles are okay, after a while of Lao Tzu's luck, you can mess around all over your body, frown and count me as if I can't get home!"

Raising his eyes triumphantly and glancing at the girls and Zhou Xiaoya, Hu Haitao continued: "To tell you the truth, this hard qigong Lao Tzu has been practicing for three or four years, and now it has already become a small success, as long as you don't bring a gun over, even if it is a blunt knife head that is generally not bladed, Lao Tzu is not afraid, and you can't even leave a white mark when you cut it down." ”

"Okay, I'm starting to get lucky, you guys are ready, and we'll start fighting in a while!

As soon as the words fell, Hu Haitao didn't say anything anymore, and his mouth inhaled briefly from time to time, and he inhaled in the light, but did not vomit, while inhaling, his hands were even more energetic to make some movements, dazzling, but he had to fight with those street performers on TV.

Soon, after inhaling more than a dozen breaths in a row, Hu Haitao's whole body muscles suddenly collapsed, and under the slight bulge of his small stomach, some of the muscles that were exposed outside the clothes on his body, such as the sides of his neck and so on, were obviously tense and bulging, and his whole face was also suffocated red, and his eyes were glaring angrily, which really looked like that.

"Ahh

"Look at your posture, it's just the same as Lao Tzu's poop just now, your face is red and your neck is thick, you are taking a breath? If you continue to hold it like this, you don't need us to fight, you yourself have to suffocate to death first, right?"

Swept Hu Haitao up and down a few times with a strange face, Zhou Xiaoya muttered a few words to himself, and the little girls behind him suddenly laughed.

The words came into his ears, and Hu Haitao, who was holding back enough strength and was about to resist the attack, suddenly turned red again, and looked at it from a distance, faintly revealing a black gas, and he didn't know that he was suddenly damaged like this, but he had to endure this breath, whether he had already held back his internal injuries.

"Okay, seeing that you are so blushing and thick in your neck, it is estimated that a large number of peripheral nerves will have to be killed, and I will be embarrassed if I don't give you a few more faces. ”

Nodding, Zhou Xiaoya took two steps forward, walked in front of Hu Haitao, and grinned:

"Forget the stick, beer bottle or something, I'm afraid I'll hurt you for a while, and the police uncle will trouble me...... But then again, holding my breath and crying and shouting and begging someone to fight, I really haven't seen this kind of request of yours, young man, after you go back, don't give up the treatment!"

As he spoke, the spiritual power in the dantian qi sea in Zhou Xiaoya's lower abdomen quietly operated, and he separated a trace and a half strand to his fingertips, stretched out his thumb and index finger with a smile, and carefully pinched it towards Hu Haitao's arm.

As a stream of spiritual power escaped through the acupuncture points of his fingertips, Hu Haitao, who was originally holding his breath and stabbing the horse, immediately neighed and howled like killing a pig......