Just after Wang Chao put down the phone, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Tong came over with a large thermos flask and glanced at the nurse sister.

The nurse's sister glanced at Wang Chao strangely, as if he was a little white face who was raised, and squeezed her eyes and drilled out. The corners of Wang Chao's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to explain, but there was no need to think about it, so he simply showed a smile.

"Isn't it better? You got the knife on your back yesterday, and the doctor said you almost hurt your spinal nerves. If it damages Yan zhòng, the upper body will be paralyzed, and he will lie in bed for the rest of his life. Zhang Tong sat down on a chair on the edge of the bed, opened the thermos, and placed layers of hot dishes and soups on the table.

"It's much better now, and I didn't have anything to do yesterday, doctors always like to exaggerate and scare people and tell you to pay more. Don't trust their best. Wang Chao sat up and shook his body and arms slightly, feeling less painful than he had just woken up.

"That's too. Zhang Tong showed a gentle and elegant smile, then took out two chopsticks and handed them to Wang Chao: "This is the medicinal food that I asked a special person to make, and there is also black chicken and ginseng soup, your body is already very good, and it should not be weak." ”

When Wang Chao heard this, he really felt a little hungry, nodded, picked up the chopsticks and tasted them first, "Well, it tastes good." Then the wind swept away the three dishes and a bowl of soup on the table.

After Zhang Tong watched Wang Chao finish eating, he called the nurse to come in and pack up the dishes and thermos flasks.

"That's right, leave the chopsticks. Zhang Tong waited for the nurse's sister to finish cleaning up, thought about it, and said suddenly.

After the nurse's sister went out again, Zhang Tong walked to the faucet next to her, washed the chopsticks, took one for herself, and handed one to Wang Chao.

"What does this mean?" Wang Chao was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled.

"If a person who practices boxing is sick and lies in bed for a long time without moving, his blood will become ossified, and within a few days, his kung fu will regress greatly. You only have a knife in the back, and there are no major injuries in your arms. I'll help you practice. Zhang Tong smiled, like a naughty little girl blinking.

"Help me practice?" Wang Chao looked at the chopsticks he was holding in his hand, Zhang Tong had already sat down on the edge of his bed, and suddenly his hand shook, and the chopsticks seemed to be a poisonous dragon out of a hole, slashing Wang Chao's wrist!

"So fast!" Wang Chao was taken aback, only to feel that Zhang Tong's chopsticks were as fast as a master's fencing, fast and accurate. He reacted immediately, holding his chopsticks in his hand to pick a block.

didn't expect Zhang Tong's chopsticks to entangle with him, and suddenly collapsed upward, his wrist trembled, and the chopsticks seemed to be churning in the water. Wang Chao's chopsticks were twisted by this, and there was actually a trend that he couldn't grasp.

"Good fellows. Wang Chao sighed, clenched his five fingers, and then grasped the chopsticks firmly and did not fall to the ground, but because of this effort, Zhang Tong pointed up one after another and stabbed his wrist.

"I told you a long time ago that I know swordsmanship. Zhang Tong smiled, "The thirteen potentials of swordsmanship, pumping, belting, gridding, hitting, stabbing, pointing, collapsing, stirring, washing, pressing, splitting." What I just used is to collapse, pick, and stir. You haven't practiced swords, so if you try your hand, you naturally can't stop it. ”

"Oh, what kind of swordsmanship are you?" Wang Chao suddenly became interested.

"This is the sword handed down by Li Jinglin of the Nanjing Zhōngyāng Guoshu Museum at that time, my master was a subordinate of Li Jinglin, the Kuomintang collapsed, went to Taiwan, and then to France, passed it to my master, and my master passed it to me. Zhang Tong said.

"Li Jinglin. Wang Chao recalled. When Li Jinglin was in the Republic of China, he was the commander of the First Division of the Northeast Army, and later became the military affairs supervisor of Zhili. This man learned the swordsmanship of Wudang, and his martial arts were strong, and later he and a group of Kuomintang veterans established the zhōngyāng Guoshu Museum. At that time, in the old martial arts, he was as famous as Sun Lutang, and everyone called him "Sword Immortal".

Li Jinglin opened the zhōngyāng Guoshu Museum, and there were many disciples in his life, and later the Kuomintang collapsed, and many of his cadres went overseas.

Wang Chao also knew that Zhang Tong knew swordsmanship, but he only thought that she only played trick fencing or something, and he didn't expect her swordsmanship to have such a big background.

"No wonder you like to watch people practice martial arts, it turns out that you are also a real practitioner. Wang Chao recalled the process of getting acquainted with Zhang Tong, and it was indeed because of martial arts that he met in the taekwondo gym.

"I'm not a practitioner, I can only fencing, and I haven't practiced the rest of the boxing. When it comes to a real fight, unless you have a sword in your hand, you can't beat someone. Women are not born to fight with others. Zhang Tong shook his head: "When my master passed on to me back then, it also showed that he only kept the sword momentum for a seed, and did not let it become extinct." ”

"Who says women are inherently inadequate. Wang Chao's shadow flashed in his head, "Come, let's try again, let me see what is so wonderful about your swordsmanship." ”

Zhang Tong smiled: "Don't let my wrist swell." With that, the chopsticks stabbed again.

"Swords are equivalent to small guns, and they all use stabbing to kill people. There is a place for mutual communication. Wang Chao hurriedly resisted, the chopsticks flipped over, and used as a gun, and now he was on guard, and he actually resisted Zhang Tong's offensive.

The two of you pick me to stab, the reaction is unconventional and agile, but in the end, Wang Chao's body is good, after fighting for a while, Zhang Tong kicked a little angrily, his face was red and fluttering, and his wrist slowed down, but Wang Chao was already addicted, and the chopsticks suddenly pierced out, like a hidden dragon ascending to heaven. A blow fell on Zhang Tong's chopsticks.

Zhang Tong was surprised, and his body involuntarily retreated, dodging the stabs.

But she didn't pay attention, the chopsticks had just been washed under her feet and left a little water stain, and she was wearing high heels. As soon as I stood up and slipped, my body immediately fell back, and I was about to fall.

However, after she had practiced kung fu, she immediately fell forward, and pressed against Wang Chao's bed.

"Oh, ah, roar, roar!" Wang Chao was pressed by this, and his whole body was so painful that he almost yelled.

At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded, the door was quickly pushed open, and a voice came in, "Wang Chao, how did you get hurt, how did you get hurt." With your kung fu, you're going to get hurt again?"

It was Zhu Jia who came in.

"You...... You guys...... What are you doing?" Zhu Jia happened to see this scene, her eyes bulged like copper bells, she opened her mouth, her fingers trembled at the bed, as if she was convulsing, "It's daylight in the hospital......"