Chapter Twenty-Seven: Eighteen Stitches of Death
"Tianxing, don't just say some words of thanks, quickly present the consultation fee to the master. ”
On the side, Mrs. Fan said with a smile.
Today is her happiest moment in more than a year.
"Yes, yes, look at my brain, I almost forgot. ”
Fan Tianxing patted his head, looked like he was doing something, and quickly took out the cash check that had been prepared a long time ago.
"Master, I don't know if the money on this check is enough for your consultation, if it is not enough, I will go back and get it immediately. ”
Fan Tianxing stood up and handed a check worth five million to Hong Yu.
This is the consultation money he originally planned to give to Zhou Zhennan to help his wife continue her life.
Now that his wife's illness has been completely cured, in his opinion, the consultation fee is naturally more than five million.
Look at the amount on the check.
Hong Yu was stunned on the spot.
Five million, that's less?
Rich people are really rich when they talk.
However, taking the other party's five million with a lot of effort, Hong Yu felt a little hot.
Besides, his original intention was not to make money, but just to show Zhou Zhennan the "Eighteen Deadly Needles".
"President Fan, you are so polite, kowtowing and sending money. ”
Hong Yu waved his hand and politely refused: "This time, I will be a good person, and I will not take the consultation fee." ”
"How can this work? ”
Fan Tianxing refused to live or die, forcibly stuffed the check into Hong Yu's hand, and said:
"How can there be a cure that doesn't cost money, besides, five million can be exchanged for my wife's life, and I will wake up laughing in my dreams. ”
Zhou Zhennan echoed: "Master, this is also a piece of President Fan's heart, you can accept it."
Mrs. Fan's life is more than worth these five million. ”
"Master, you really must not be polite, otherwise, I don't know how to repay today's kindness. Mrs. Fan also persuaded on the side.
Helpless, Hong Yu had no choice but to accept it.
Anyway, rich people are not bad for this money, and they are pushing hard here, but they look petty.
Subsequently, after thanking Hong Yu again, Fan Tianxing and his wife left a business card for Hong Yu and left the Zhou family.
Hong Yu didn't waste time, borrowed the Zhou family's study, and recorded the full set of "Eighteen Deadly Stitches" in detail on white paper.
Zhou Zhennan watched from the side, the more he looked, the more frightened he became, he found that he had understood many places wrong before, thanks to this manuscript, otherwise, he didn't know when he would be able to comprehend the essence of this set of acupuncture.
"Master, is this the 'complete set of needles for the Nine Needles of Soul Return?'
When Hong Yu put the pen away, Zhou Zhennan asked excitedly.
Hong Yu said: "Old Zhou, I actually don't know what you call the 'Nine Needles of Soul Returning'. ”
Zhou Zhennan was stunned for a moment, isn't it "Nine Needles of Soul Return"?
Immediately afterwards, I heard Hong Yu say: "The full name of this set of acupuncture methods is 'Eighteen Needles of Death', and in terms of power, it is definitely stronger than what you said about 'Nine Needles of Soul Recovery'." ”
Stronger than the "Nine Needles of Soul Rejuvenation"?
When Zhou Zhennan heard this, he was horrified.
However, I carefully recalled the process of Shizun Hongyu treating Mrs. Fan just now.
He found that it was really different from the "Nine Needles of Soul Return" recorded in ancient books.
The first needle of the "Nine Needles of Soul Return" is called "Shenlong Swinging Tail", just now the master said "Dragon Tail Needle", although there are similarities, but the effect is obviously much stronger than "Shenlong Swinging Tail".
Thinking that the acupuncture technique he got today was stronger than the "Nine Needles for Soul Rejuvenation" in the ancient books, Zhou Zhennan was so excited that he didn't know how to express his mood at the moment.
Next to her, Zhou Qingxuan also showed a shocked look, she heard her grandfather say "Nine Needles for Soul Recovery", saying that it is the strongest acupuncture technique in Huaxia, and now, there is even more powerful acupuncture than it?
She looked at Hong Yu and muttered in her heart: "Don't you want to be so perverted, you are so young, where did you learn medical skills!"
Looking at the shocked look on the faces of Zhou Zhennan's grandfather and grandson, Hong Yu was not surprised.
What he taught was the supreme medical technique on the Tianxuan Continent, and with this acupuncture technique, even the cultivators who flew to the heavens and the earth could be pulled back from the edge of death, let alone these ordinary people on the earth.
"Elder Zhou, from today onwards, I will teach you this set of acupuncture techniques.
I hope that after you learn, you will be able to hang the pot to help the world, less utilitarian, and more kind. ”
Hong Yu picked up the manuscript of "Eighteen Deadly Stitches", handed it to Zhou Zhennan with his own hands, and instructed.
The reason why he taught Zhou Zhennan acupuncture was that he wanted to use Zhou Zhennan's hand to benefit the society more.
After all, he alone has a limit in what he can do.
Moreover, medical skills need to be passed on before they can be carried forward.
"The teachings of the master must be kept in mind by the disciples. ”
Zhou Zhennan carefully took the manuscript of "Eighteen Stitches of Death", like a treasure, and said:
"Starting today, the 'Chinese medicine clinics' of my Zhou family across the country will change the time of free clinics from one day to three days every month. ”
Hong Yuwan didn't expect that with his words of advice, Zhou Zhennan would make such a big act of love.
With the strength of the "national medicine room", the money spent on a day of free clinic is believed to be in the tens of millions, let alone three days.
"Zhou Lao's move is a great merit for the benefit of the country and the people, and I believe that those ordinary people who have no money for treatment will thank you. Hong Yu praised from the bottom of his heart.
Old Zhou waved his hand and smiled: "Master, this is the merit of your old man, my Zhou family is just doing charity on your behalf, that's all." ”
Hong Yu: "......"
Ginger is still old and spicy, but he can talk!
The sycophants are silent and cheerful.
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Hong Yu didn't know how to answer, looked at the time, and found that it was not early, so he said goodbye to Zhou Zhennan.
"Master, it's almost lunch time, why don't you stay and finish eating before leaving. ”
Hearing that Hong Yu was leaving, Zhou Zhennan immediately stayed.
"Yes, Master Zu, it's the first time we've met, so let's stay for a meal. ”
Zhou Qingxuan echoed.
The title has also changed from the previous brother Xiaoyu back to the ancestral master.
This is her name from the bottom of her heart, and she thinks that Hong Yu's medical skills are enough to be her grandfather.
It was difficult to refuse, and Hong Yu was not easy to refuse, so he agreed to come down and dine together.
"Xiaoya, go to the kitchen and tell the chef to fry some good dishes on the table. ”
Zhou Zhennan instructed the maid Zhou Xiaoya with a smile on his face.
"Yes, Old Zhou. ”
Zhou Xiaoya received the order and quickly ran out of the study and went to the kitchen.
......
Zhou's Restaurant.
More than a dozen delicacies with colors and flavors are placed on the table.
"Master, I have a lot of good wine here, I don't know what kind of wine you like to drink?" Zhou Zhennan asked.
"No, I don't usually drink much. ”
Hong Yu waved his hand: "I'll just eat some food." ”
Hong Yu has always been a very simple person, he can smoke and drink a little, but he is not addicted, he just means it on specific occasions.
"It's good not to drink, but it's wrong to drink too much. ”
Zhou Zhennan said with a smile: "Then Master, you can taste whether these meals are appetizing, if they don't fit, I will instruct the kitchen to fry a new one of your favorite food." ”
Hong Yu took the initiative to pick up the vegetables, tasted it, and nodded in praise: "Well, it tastes great." ”
At the dinner table, everyone was a little restrained and uncomfortable at first, but after the small talk, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.
Among them, Zhou Qingxuan said the most, chasing Hong Yu and asking questions, asking non-stop.
Among them, the question that made Zhou Qingxuan most curious was where Hong Yu learned his medical skills, and who was his mentor.
Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and it is impossible to learn it without a teacher.
Hong Yu is young, and his medical skills have such high attainments, so isn't his teacher's medical skills even more terrifying?
But how could Hong Yu say that his medical skills came from a wisp of the remnant soul of a powerful cultivator floating over from the Tianxuan Continent.
So, I could only make up an excuse at will, saying that a miracle doctor named Medicine Emperor taught him medical skills in a dream, perfunctory.
Of course Zhou Qingxuan didn't believe it, but Hong Yu didn't want to say it, so naturally he didn't ask again.
After the meal, before Hong Yu got up to say goodbye and leave, Zhou Qingxuan begged Hong Yu to accompany her to play golf.
It is said that exercising after a meal can help digestion.
Where does Hong Yu have time to play with a little girl, he will have to exchange checks and owe money to relatives and friends later.
"Qingxuan, I still have some things to do in the afternoon, so you can go alone. ”
In terms of title, Hong Yu has changed from Miss Zhou to Qing Xuan, which is strongly requested by Zhou Zhennan, after all, the identity of Master Zu is here, and the rules must not be messed up.
Originally, Zhou Zhennan wanted Hong Yu to call him Zhennan, but Hong Yu refused.
For an old man in his seventies to call him by his name, Hong Yu is not used to it.
"Oh, well!"
Zhou Qingxuan's mood seemed very low, this was the first time she had made an invitation to a man.
Who knows, so faceless.
However, the identity of the other party is her grandfather, and she doesn't dare to lose any temper.
"Old Zhou, if there is anything you don't understand in medical skills in the future, you can call me at any time and ask me, and I will leave today. Hong Yu got up and said goodbye.
Zhou Zhennan knew that Hong Yu had something to do, so he didn't continue to hold on, "Master, where are you going, I will personally send you there, or let Qingxuan send you." ”
Hong Yu, who is used to being alone, waved his hand: "No need, I remember the way I came, you stay, you don't need to send." ”
Leaving the Zhou family's villa, Hong Yu walked on the tree-lined path of the Tiannanyuan community.
Looking at the luxurious villas and high-end outdoor facilities, it is in stark contrast to the old community where you live.
It's a paradise for the rich, and it's a kennel for the poor.
"Grandpa, I believe that it won't be long before you can move here. ”
Hong Yu muttered to himself in his heart.
Tick Tick!
At this moment, a shrill horn sound came from behind Hong Yu.
Looking back, I found that it was really a coincidence, it was Liu Qingping and the four-eyed Zhou Wentao before, and there were several other young people sitting in the back seat of the car.
In the back, there was also a small car, and there were also four or five fashionably dressed young people in it.
The luxury car in front stopped as it passed by Hong Yu.
The co-pilot's window opened, Liu Qingping poked her head out, and greeted with a smile:
"Brother Xiaoyu, have you finished visiting your friend?"
Hong Yu nodded and smiled: "Well, I'm planning to go back." ”