"And how long does this take?" Zeng Lei asked. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Zhaohua scratched her brain, "I don't know." ”

The old man smiled, "It's not in a hurry, it's just that it's not very convenient to go back and forth." ”

Wu Yuan was witty, "Then live in my house." If you don't dislike it, our house can still be lived. ”

"It's okay, I haven't been doing much lately, I just come to pick up and drop off every day. Zeng Lei was worried that the old man was not used to it.

"Dr. Zhang, if it's convenient, I'll stay here. That's a good condition. It's much better than the war and the camping out in the open. I'm not that precious. The old man said.

"Don't ask me about this. This house is not mine. I'm also a tenant. The fat man agreed, and that would do. Zhang Zhaohua said.

"Doctor Zhang, how much do you think about the medical expenses? I paid the medical bills first. The old man suddenly remembered that the disease had been cured, and he hadn't paid a penny.

"As I said before, the first three patients are free. He used one spot, and you are the second. But I don't care what you eat or live. Zhang Zhaohua glanced at Zeng Lei.

"How can you do that? How can you see a doctor without paying for medical expenses? Doctor Zhang, don't worry, my old fellow can still pay for medical expenses. I'm retired now, I have publicly-funded health care, I have a retirement salary, and I'm not bad for money. The old man hurriedly said.

"But I can't talk either. Zhang Zhaohua said with a smile.

"In this way, you have already treated me once today, this time it is free, and I still have to pay for the treatment in the future. Otherwise, I won't be able to feel at ease?" said the old man.

"Yes, Dr. Zhang, the old man doesn't like to owe others the most in his life, if you don't charge him for his medical expenses, he will feel guilty. Zeng Lei also agreed.

Zhang Zhaohua smiled, "If you have to give me money, isn't that good?" Okay, start collecting money tomorrow." ”

Wu Yuan also cleaned up the rest of the rooms on the same day, went to buy all the daily necessities, and this time bought a new set for Wu Yuan.

"Fatty, the old man has lived here for a while, and I can entrust him to your care. Don't hang around in the future, it's not a matter after all. You are now in your twenties, don't hurry up and find a serious way, don't think about marrying a daughter-in-law in the future. Zeng Lei said.

"Don't talk about me, you're almost thirty, and I haven't seen you find a sister-in-law yet. Wu Yuan is not willing to fall behind in this regard.

"Dead fatty, you're going to go against me, aren't you? Look at it, I'll bring your sister-in-law back during the New Year. When the time comes, I will envy you to death. Zeng Lei said.

"When I lose more than 200 catties of meat, what kind of daughter-in-law can't marry?" Wu Yuan spat everywhere.

Early the next morning, Wu Yuan was rushed up from the bed by Zhang Zhaohua with a wooden stick.

"Call flowers, call flowers, don't fight, don't fight, you just let me sleep for another half hour, not ten minutes. Even if it's for a minute!" Wu Yuan was wearing a big pair of pants, and the fat on his body was rolling like waves.

Zhang Zhaohua was ruthless, and he hit the most painful place, and when he hit it, it was a bright red blood mark.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I won't study, okay?" Wu Yuan was beaten to the point of crying, and he was holding his head and scurrying around the room.

"I told you yesterday, and you yourself agreed. Now it's hard to regret it if you want to!" Zhang Zhaohua said with a smile.

"I didn't say yesterday that you would beat me with a stick!" Wu Yuan really couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then I don't care. If you want to learn Meishan Kung Fu from me, you have to go through the test, and once the test begins, unless you die, the test must continue. The stick in Zhang Zhaohua's hand had already reached Wu Yuan's body again.

"Oh! it hurts me. Don't fight, can't I go and stand on the pile?" Wu Yuan hurriedly ran out of the door, like a rabbit, quickly jumped on the plum blossom pile, and made a very non-standard horse step. As a result, he was naturally beaten with a stick again, "Oh, haven't I already started? Why are you still beating me?"

"Chest up, belly tucked, hands straight. Hold this position, or don't blame the stick in my hand for eating meat!"

Hearing the noise in the courtyard, the old man who came to see his legs also walked out with a cane.

"Old man, why did you come out?" Zhang asked strangely.

"I heard you guys were so busy in the yard, come out and take a look. Are you practicing kung fu?" asked the old man.

"The fat man is pestering me to practice martial arts, I'm going to teach him now, he's still lazy, and a lazy guy like him has to be beaten with a stick. When I practiced martial arts, my master fought even more ...... than this" Zhang Zhaohua stopped abruptly when he said this, where did he come from? That is the memory of Chengdao.

"After that, hit him, don't hit him so hard, you see that the fat man doesn't have a piece of good meat on his body. The old man said.

"Yes, I've been injured all over my body now, where are you teaching kung fu, you obviously want my life. When Wu Yuan heard the old man's words, he almost burst into tears.

"Shut up! People are bad seeds, and they can't hit. A lazy person like a fat man, if you don't be ruthless, it is impossible for him to practice real martial arts. Besides, I'll rub some medicine on him later, and make sure there are no traces on him. In fact, martial arts training is not only about fighting. Taking a beating is also kung fu. Zhang Zhaohua held a stick in his hand and hit the fat man again.

"Ouch!" the fat man cried out, but his body did not dare to move.

The old man shook his head and had no choice but to go back to the house.

"Old man, your legs and feet are not good, what do you want When I finish the task, I'll run for you. Wu Yuan shouted loudly.

"Good, good. You'd better be careful and don't get beaten again. "The old man felt sorry for the fat man being beaten.

"Doctor Zhang, how can the old man come out?" Wu Yuan asked puzzled.

"He wasn't lame in the first place, but he couldn't walk because of rheumatism and his feet hurt too much. Now my feet don't hurt so much, and although it is a little inconvenient to walk, it is not completely impossible to walk. Zhang called Hua to see that the fat man maintained his posture and did not continue to fight.

"In this way, the treatment you gave to the old man yesterday is still very effective. Wu Yuan said.

At this time, Zeng Lei walked in from outside on a bicycle. Breakfast with fritters and soy milk in hand.

"Huh, fatty, it's rare. It's the first time I've seen you wake up so early. Zeng Lei directly turned a blind eye to the scars on Wu Yuan's body.

"I was forced. Don't you see that I'm scarred? People's police, come and rescue me!" Wu Yuan was extremely dissatisfied with Zeng Lei's familiarity.

"Well deserved. You think that practicing martial arts is a treat to dinner. If I had a master as powerful as Dr. Zhang, I would definitely be able to complete the task, and I wouldn't have to run back in disgrace. Zeng Lei said this, his face became a little gloomy. (To be continued.) )