Ma Quansheng can always maintain a selfless look no matter what time, and he can be regarded as a person with strong self-control ability. Although he has laughed countless times in his life, he restrained his smile every time, and it looks better than crying.
Still ugly.
But when I saw Zhang Yi's behavior today, I was stunned for a moment, and then I couldn't control my emotions and burst out laughing.
"Ah hahahaha, you kid, why are you so mean-spirited? Please don't do it. You have to use extraordinary means to become a disciple. It's so cute, so cute!" After Ma Quansheng finished speaking, he still couldn't stop himself.
Laughing loudly, this time it was a real laugh. His whole body was shaking, and his face was extremely rosy. It was not as scary as before.
"You made me laugh, uncle." Zhang Yi scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. However, he had already scolded these two old men in his heart.
Why are all the descendants of the Martial Saint so weird? They can't be called normal people at all. What else can you do when dealing with such people? Just now, Zhang Yi indeed showed a look of death, but he didn't even think about it.
If you follow this trick and you feel like you are dead, then that's fine, I'll just let you go home.
Hong Kuan is a lustful and strange old man, and Ma Quansheng is a weird character, a murderous demon. Anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat if you become a disciple, so you will do it. If you don't do it,
Ma Quansheng's move just now was not just for show. If he hesitated a little, his head would have been smashed to pieces like a watermelon when the crutch hit him.
Zhang Yi considers himself not a hero who regards life and death as a cloud. This is a matter of life and death. It is nonsense to leave behind a reputation of preferring death to surrender after death. He has worked hard among street gangsters and delinquents since he was a child.
I can't guarantee it. If you talk about being able to bend and stretch, it can be regarded as a thorough understanding.
When it comes to truly fighting for your life, it is when there is nothing you can do. There is no chance of begging for mercy and running away. This is the time when you really fight for your life. Otherwise, you will not suffer the loss you can afford.
Zhang Yi doesn't have any heroic motto, he can only be said to be a complete and qualified villain.
"Haha, you kid, you have a very flexible mind." Ma Quansheng nodded with satisfaction: "You can't practice this boy's martial arts, but with this active mind, even if you can't be exclusive in martial arts in the future, you will definitely
There will be a different world. Alas, the world is changing faster and faster, and martial arts has gradually been eliminated. I don’t know what the martial arts lineage will be like in a hundred years."
Speaking of being lonely in martial arts, Ma Quansheng's expression suddenly dimmed, and he slowly sat back on the chair with a cane. But in this moment, the heroic and domineering look on his face disappeared, and what was left was all helplessness and melancholy.
Thinking about the current situation of martial arts, it can be said that it is no different from traditional Chinese medicine. However, traditional Chinese medicine can at least legitimately treat diseases, save people, and support families. However, in this martial arts, there is no commercial benefit at all, and we can only go astray.
Doors, even tasks such as mercenaries and killers have to be done.
"Master, I must have devoted his whole life to the cause of martial arts. I don't know what to say. I can only say that your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You don't have to worry too much." Zhang Yi is very thick-skinned. He was scared just now.
I was covered in cold sweat and could only use the invincible stunt of being shameless. Now I have no worries about my life and my mood is much more relaxed. In addition, after recognizing the strange uncle Ma Quansheng, the other party's attitude has also improved a lot and he can let go.
Open some and go chat.
"Haha, that's true. After a hundred years, I won't have any bones left, so why do I care so much?" Ma Quansheng laughed loudly and said with his palms.
"I see that my uncle has trouble with his legs and feet, and my nephew knows a little bit about medicine. How about you let me take a look at it?" Zhang Yi gave up on such a heavy topic and focused on Ma Quansheng's disability.
Even if we don’t know how capable Ma Quansheng is, looking at it like this, even if he didn’t open Tianyi Plaza, he still has a very high status. And he has so many killers under his command, which can be said to be extremely powerful. Anyway, he has a very high status. No matter how you look at it, between Hong Kuan and Ma Quansheng, Mr. Ma is the more reliable.
Zhang Yi is not a gentleman, so he would naturally enjoy doing things like hugging his thighs. If he can coax this old man into good health, no one will dare to mess with him in the future. Dozens of killers will come out with just one phone call. It would be strange if he didn't scare the shit out of him.
"I heard that you are a student at the Medical University. Anyway, I have no hope for my legs, so I will let you practice your hands." Ma Quansheng pushed his chair and said generously.
Zhang Yi smiled when he heard this, walked over and leaned over to lift up Ma Quansheng's trouser legs, looked at them carefully, pinched them, and then frowned.
"Haha, there is nothing we can do? I have asked countless doctors for diagnosis and treatment, but to no avail." Ma Quansheng didn't seem to care, or it could be that he had already completely lost hope in his legs.
"Can I let my nephew take my pulse?" Zhang Yi did not answer, but frowned and said.
Ma Quansheng did not refuse. He lifted up his sleeves and stretched out his hand.
Zhang Yi placed his finger on Ma Quansheng's wrist pulse for three minutes before letting go. He then took off Ma Quansheng's shoes and placed them on the Zutai River point.
"Uncle, these legs..." After a long while, Zhang Yicai stopped talking, then shook his head, took out a silver needle and inserted it into Zusanli but couldn't stop turning: "Uncle, can you feel it?"
Ma Quansheng shook his head, feeling nothing. Zhang Yi changed a few more acupuncture points, but there was no response at all. In the end, he couldn't help but shake his head in wonder.
"What? Do you have any idea?" Ma Quansheng asked half-jokingly.
"To be honest, there doesn't seem to be any problem with uncle's legs. The meridians are smooth and the muscles and bones are clear. It doesn't look like there is a problem at all. Moreover, there is no sign of muscle atrophy or decline. If it is really paralyzed, even if it is not for many years, Even if it only takes three to five months, these muscles will atrophy and relax. Not only does my uncle's legs not shrink at all, they are even stronger than some people who exercise regularly, which is really strange." Zhang Yi had a look of confusion on his face, he really couldn't think of any way to make people's legs in such a condition.
If you are sick and your legs are paralyzed all year round and have not been used, then these legs will definitely be extremely thin. The same is true for poisoning. Even if poisons and tonics can be used together, the legs can be disabled while still keeping the leg muscles from aging. However, muscle relaxation cannot be intervened by drugs, and the drug power will always be digested. How can it be maintained until now?
Even if the acupuncture points are blocked and the legs have difficulty moving, there should be no feeling at all. At least the pain will not disappear. For example, Yang Nian is an example. The meridians are blocked and the little brother cannot stand up, but Give it a punch and it will still hurt and make him foam at the mouth.
Ma Quansheng's legs are free of any disease, no signs of poisoning, and it can't even be acupuncture. The muscles are strong and strong. Logically speaking, they should be a pair of healthy and strong legs, but they can't be used and they don't feel anything. Such a thing is ridiculous.
Yi is really unheard of and unseen. There are no corresponding records in many medical books and cases, and there is no such thing even in historical materials.
But this happened in front of him, Zhang Yi couldn't help but not believe it. Seeing is believing, but this simply went against all common sense, and could even be said to go against the basic laws of the universe.
"Oh? How could such a thing happen? The doctors I treated at the beginning all said that my meridians were blocked and I could not move. Could it be that they lied to me?" Ma Quansheng's eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent.
Seeing this, Zhang Yi suddenly felt frightened. This breath was like the sickle of death on his neck. Life and death were just a thin line.
"No, Master's meridians are indeed blocked, but the external obstruction is actually unblocked. This feeling is like when the blood vessels are under pressure and are slightly blocked when squatting, but it will never affect the movement of the legs.
General pulse diagnosis methods can detect such a pulse condition, but as a doctor, I am afraid that this subtle finding will be regarded as a symptom of illness. Only through special pulse diagnosis methods can we truly eliminate this pulse condition, which is considered a normal phenomenon."
Zhang Yi doesn't want his words to directly affect the lives and deaths of many people.
If the doctors who treated Ma Quansheng died because of his words, wouldn't he become a big sinner? Moreover, Ma Quansheng's pulse condition was indeed like this, giving people the feeling that there was a blockage, but in fact there was nothing wrong with it.
When a doctor sees a doctor, since the patient's legs are disabled and the symptoms are extremely hidden, after trying various methods and finally finding some clues, he will naturally pay special attention to this issue.
"Oh? How come you know so much? How could a freshman at a medical university have such high medical skills? You can actually diagnose a problem that so many famous doctors cannot diagnose. Are you bragging?" Ma
Quan Sheng looked at Zhang Yi with a half-smile, but his face was still not that pretty.
"How dare I lie to you, uncle? In addition to being a student of the Medical University, I also have another identity, that is, I am the apprentice of Mr. Liang Lianyuan, the master of traditional Chinese medicine. I don't want to become a disciple of Mr. Hong, because I already have
It’s not good to be a master again.” Seeing that the old man wanted to fall out again, Zhang Yi quickly explained: “But fortunately, my master has agreed to let me practice martial arts with Mr. Hong. Now I practice martial arts every morning.
I’m going to ask Mr. Hong for advice.”
Ma Quansheng nodded and was silent for a moment thoughtfully. Then he put his pants away, put on his shoes, and sighed.
"Forget it, I don't have much hope for these legs anyway, that's it, no matter what the reason is." Ma Quansheng waved his hand and hummed.
"It's all because my nephew is not good at studying. There is no way to diagnose the specific condition. I hope my uncle won't be offended." Zhang Yi said very politely. Anyway, let's talk about it first, lest this weird old man lose his temper.
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"It doesn't matter, that's it. If you tell me anything in the future, my uncle will stand up for you." Ma Quansheng waved his hand. At this time, the phone on his desk rang. He picked up the phone and listened for a few words before saying without emotion:
"Let them wait for me in the reception room."
"If you have anything to do, uncle, my nephew will leave first." Zhang Yi stood up and bowed. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Such an old man with a weird temper is really difficult to take care of. He should hurry up now when he has the opportunity.
Leave, lest the old man fall out again later.
"Don't leave yet. The leader of those little bastards is here. Come with me to meet him. It's really boring to dare to touch my nephew in Tianyi Square." Ma Quansheng snorted and stood on crutches.
It sounds a bit protective.
"Then I will support my uncle." Zhang Yi was overjoyed. He didn't expect Ma Quansheng to be so generous. It seems that he chose the right place today. With such a strong backer, let alone the bearded loan shark, even
Ma Hongtao from the west of the city probably won’t dare to provoke him anymore!dd