The classmates were very surprised to see that Zhang Weidong came to attend Zhou Hongtao's wedding, but what was even more surprising was the change in Zhang Weidong's personality. Although I still don't talk much, I don't know how many times more cheerful than before.

A group of classmates talked and laughed on the campus for a morning, and after a meal at a hotel near the school at noon, they went to the teahouse for an afternoon.

After the wedding banquet, a group of classmates went to the cash box KTV to sing and sing until midnight before returning to the Kaiyuan Hotel.

Back at the hotel, the students who had not been together for a long time were still excited, and organized an all-night card game. However, because of the drinking, except for Zhang Weidong, everyone couldn't resist the drowsiness and alcohol, and finally a group of people were lying on the bed and sofa.

As soon as it was dawn, Zhang Weidong left the room. When he left, he saw that his classmates were sleeping soundly, and Zhang Weidong did not alarm them.

Out of the hotel, Zhang Weidong looked at the time, it was only five o'clock, and the train to Wuzhou was six o'clock.

The weather in the early morning of early September was very cool and comfortable, and Zhang Weidong didn't bother to take a taxi when he saw that it was still early. One is to breathe fresh air, and the other is to save some money. Zhang Weidong's salary was paid on 23 August, totaling 2,500 yuan. When he first got his hands, Zhang Weidong felt that he seemed to have become rich all of a sudden, and he wanted to send some home at that time. It's just that I didn't expect that only a week later, buying a bicycle, inviting Sui Li and others to eat night stalls, plus yesterday's red envelopes and round-trip train tickets, so that there was not much left in my pocket, and even the change did not add up to more than 1,000 yuan, and there were twenty-three days after the next salary.

Thinking of this, Zhang Weidong couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, it seemed that he was going to tighten his belt again.

Thinking about money, Zhang Weidong unconsciously walked to the Nansha River Riverside Park.

At the beginning of September, Nanzhou has not yet entered the real sense of autumn. The morning dawns early and the weather is cool and refreshing. So although it was only five o'clock, there were already sporadic people exercising early by the Nansha River.

Walking and walking, Zhang Weidong walked to the cedar that he rescued yesterday. In just one day and one night, the yellowed cedars bloomed again with a thick greenery. When Zhang Weidong subconsciously walked to its edge and pressed his hand on the trunk of the tree, he suddenly felt a trace of friendly and friendly wood breath spread all over his body along his arm.

Zhang Weidong took a deep breath, then let go of his hand with a smile, and was about to leave when he saw a walking man on the other side of the Nansha River suddenly clutching his chest and falling to the ground.

Zhang Weidong was startled, his toes touched the ground a little, and the whole person swept across the Nansha River like a ghost.

There are many trees by the Nansha River, the line of sight is not wide, and the time is still early, there are not many people exercising in the morning, but no one has noticed Zhang Weidong's shocking actions. Only the man who fell to the ground, because when he fell to the ground, his face was facing the direction where Zhang Weidong was flying, and he faintly saw a young man flying over the Nansha River like a ghost, and then his eyes blurred and fainted.

Zhang Weidong quietly landed beside the man, and found that the man was about fifty years old, with a Chinese face, a high nose and sword eyebrows, and a burly physique.

Zhang Weidong lay the man on his back on the ground, and then gently pressed his hands on his chest and rubbed it, and a very gentle true qi slowly entered his heart with his kneading. With the input of true qi, Zhang Weidong immediately noticed that the man's heart had failed and aged like an old man in the twilight, and his vitality was gloomy.

Last time, Tan Yongqian was stagnation of qi and blood in the meridians, but Zhang Weidong knew that as long as he dredged it, he could dredge it. But he is not a doctor after all, and he has no experience in treating patients, and he is a little unsure of what to do when he encounters the situation of the man in front of him (the latest chapter of Seeking Demons). When he was anxious about whether he should take the man to the hospital immediately, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind about the treatment of the dying cedar. Seeing that the old man's vitality was getting weaker and weaker, he tried to dredge the man's blood vessels first, so that the heart could restore blood supply, and then carefully sent out a few wisps of wood aura.

As soon as the wood-based aura containing vitality entered the man's heart, sure enough, the vitality of the heart that was originally gloomy vitality immediately became a little vigorous, and it was obvious that it had passed the dangerous period. But after all, this is a matter of human life, Zhang Weidong can't afford to take responsibility, and after a little conditioning of the old man's heart, he doesn't dare to continue, thinking that the rest of the matter is better to be treated by a professional cardiologist.

Just as Zhang Weidong was thinking about handing over the old man to a doctor for treatment, a man in his thirties wearing glasses ran in the distance. As soon as the man arrived, he didn't look at Zhang Weidong and pushed him away very stiffly, then half-knelt on the ground, reached under the man's neck with one hand to hold his head up, and shouted anxiously: "Secretary Duan!

Zhang Weidong frowned slightly, a trace of unhappiness flashed on his face, but he still stood up and stepped aside.

At the man's call, the person known as Secretary Duan slowly opened his eyes.

Zhang Weidong saw Secretary Duan slowly open his eyes, his heart was at ease, and then he hurriedly strode away. The person known as Secretary Duan just now had seen him leap over the Nansha River, and he didn't want to leave a lot of trouble, besides, he had to catch a train.

Zhang Weidong walked very fast, and disappeared in the Nansha Riverside Park in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that Secretary Duan came to his senses, the man with glasses was pleasantly surprised: "Secretary Duan, are you awake, what happened?" Do you want to go to the hospital immediately?"

Secretary Duan saw that his head was resting on the arm of his secretary Shen Jianke, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses and realize what had happened, and then he hurriedly stood up and looked around. He vaguely remembered that a young figure had flown towards him from the other side, but he couldn't see the appearance clearly.

"Secretary Duan, what are you looking for?" asked Shen Jianke, Secretary Duan's secretary, with a puzzled expression.

"Xiao Shen, was there a young man here just now?" asked Secretary Duan.

"Yes, but I saw you faint on the ground just now, and I didn't pay attention to him for a while, did he hit you? By the way, he seems to have pressed his hand on your chest just now, can you see if you have lost anything?" Shen Jianke said urgently.

"Have you seen his appearance clearly?" Secretary Duan asked with a slight frown, and when he asked, he subconsciously touched his chest, and unexpectedly found that the chest tightness he had used to be seemed to be much lighter.

Shen Jianke's heart tightened again when he heard this, knowing that he had been negligent, and said with a slight red face: "I was anxious about you just now, I didn't notice it, I will ask someone to inquire nearby." ”

Secretary Duan's brows furrowed slightly, and he waved his hand and said, "Forget it." As he spoke, he threw off his arms and continued his morning walk, but the ghostly figure flashed in his mind from time to time.

"Secretary Duan, do you want to go to the hospital in the morning?" Seeing this, Shen Jianke hurriedly followed, and then asked cautiously.

"It's an old problem, there's nothing to look at, and there is an important meeting in the morning, let's do it another day!" Secretary Duan waved his hand and said, but he couldn't help but think of Tan Yongqian, the first secretary he came to Tiannan Province to serve, and secretly sighed in his heart, if Yongqian was here today, he would definitely not take care of one or the other, let go of such an important person, Xiao Shen is still not as careful and steady as Yongqian after all.

On the train to Nanzhou, Zhang Weidong closed his eyes and pretended to sleep as when he came, but his mind kept thinking about saving Cedar and Secretary Duan.

Although he had the experience of treating Tan Yongqian last time, Zhang Weidong did not associate cultivation with healing and saving people, nor did he think deeply about this problem, until a flash of inspiration in the morning, when he used the wood aura to moisten Secretary Duan's heart and save him from the danger of life, Zhang Weidong really realized that if he used his true qi skillfully, he should still be able to heal and save people. After thinking for a while, Zhang Weidong once again deepened his divine sense into the colorful jade and studied the five emperors' scriptures, which were as vast as the sea.

When people concentrate on one thing, time always flies very quickly. When Zhang Weidong opened his eyes again, the train had already arrived.

Because today is the day of the opening of colleges and universities, the train station is full of young people, bustling and lively. But Zhang Weidong always felt that something was wrong in this hustle and bustle, until he saw policemen standing in many places, and those policemen glanced around, looking like they were facing a great enemy, and Zhang Weidong suddenly understood that the atmosphere was wrong.

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