"What are you doing? It's not the Chinese New Year, and I don't have any red envelopes for you. [ ]( ·~ )" Zhang Yi quickly helped the guard up and said with a smile.
Most soldiers are very straightforward. For a great benefactor who saved his leader's life, let alone kowtow a few times, he would have nothing to say even if it meant taking his life.
Zhang Yi is also very easygoing when dealing with such people. Even if there was almost a friction just now, and if there was a real friction, he would definitely be the one who got beaten. But the situation was urgent at that time, and no one else could just watch a stranger.
Young people can mess with their elders or respected leaders at will. Moreover, Zhang Yi is very ruthless in his attacks, directly locking the acupuncture points with brute force. Even if it is penetrated now, it will take at least two or three days to fully return to normal state.
"I was blind just now. If you can save my leader, my life, Zhang Meng, will be yours." The guard said with a serious look on his face, without any pretense.
"Haha, I'm a doctor, these are what I should do." Zhang Yi waved his hand modestly: "The patient still needs to have a good rest, and he can't eat greasy food these days."
"Okay, okay, thank you. Thank you very much." Zhang Meng couldn't help but thank him. In his opinion, Zhang Yi is just like a living Bodhisattva.
Knocked.
"We should investigate carefully when we go back. Being poisoned is not a trivial matter. If it doesn't work this time, there will definitely be another time. You must be more careful." Zhang Yi solemnly reminded.
Hearing these words, a strong murderous aura suddenly appeared on Zhang Meng's face, as if he wanted to kill someone. As a soldier, being killed by the enemy on the battlefield is not scary at all, nor does he feel any grievance.
. But being secretly poisoned is not the ending a professional soldier wants.
But things like poison are simply unpredictable. If you are not a professional, you will never know who planted the poison and how it was planted. Moreover, different people who planted the poison have different methods, even if they are the same person.
There are many different methods and ways to plant poison. [ ] ( ·~ ) It is extremely difficult to find this point.
There are records related to poison in the "Book of Immortal Medicine", but this is a top-secret method of a kind of ethnic group, and outsiders can't even think of fully knowing it. You can only get a little information through your own research, which is already very embarrassing.
It's easy.
"We must be cautious about this matter. Don't let the chief go out at will recently. We will talk about it after we have some clues about the matter." Zhang Zhou looked at the old chief on the bed with concern and said in a deep voice.
"Well, I understand. I must catch the man behind him and cut him into pieces!" Zhang Meng said viciously, his eyes were bloodshot and his expression was extremely ferocious.
"As for the side effects of water injection, I will find a way to solve it, but there is no effective method for a while. When I think of it, I will inform Mr. Zhang." Zhang Yi pondered for a while and then said.
Five Element Acupuncture is indeed a very miraculous acupuncture method, but its disadvantage is the inevitability and stubbornness of side effects. If such side effects can be eliminated, it will be a unique skill for him.
"Thank you, I really thank you. If you need me for anything in the future, just ask, and I won't say anything to you." Zhang Meng said even more gratefully.
"Haha, that's too serious. I don't have the hobby of eating human flesh." Zhang Yi smiled and joked.
At this time, the old leader on the bed moved and slowly opened his eyes. Although he was very weak now, his eyes were still extremely sharp, shining with a burning silver light.
Although Zhang Yi did not see the old leader, he could feel a powerful domineering force suddenly emerging. He had also encountered this feeling before, that is, when he was with Ma Quansheng. Although Ma Quansheng was disabled,
But it still feels like a huge pressure, as if the surrounding air has become very heavy.
But this time, the feeling was even more obvious, not only with a huge sense of oppression, but also with a kingly aura.[ ][] Looking back, I happened to see the old chief opening his eyes. His eyes were bright.
At first glance, you can tell that he is a man of superb internal strength.
"Where is this? Zhang Meng!" As soon as the old leader opened his eyes, he asked in an extremely majestic tone.
Anyone who hears such a tone will have an impulse to answer, as if they are executing an order. This kind of momentum can only be possessed by a big man who truly has strength and power.
"Chief, this is Jucaotang..." Zhang Meng walked up and told what had just happened from beginning to end.
The old chief frowned when he heard this. His memory was that his head suddenly went black, and then he didn't know anything. Even now when he woke up, he still felt dazed and extremely weak.
"What's your name?" the old chief sat up and looked at Zhang Yi and asked.
"My name is Zhang Yi, an apprentice of Chinese medicine doctor Liang Lianyuan, and I am now interning under Mr. Zhang of Jucaotang." Zhang Yi didn't know where the other person came from, but looking at Zhang Zhou's attitude towards him, he knew that this person was definitely not a simple person.
"It turns out he is Lao Liang's apprentice, no wonder. He means that he has some research on these weird things. It is really rare for others to know about things like poison." The old chief smiled, then turned to look at Zhang Zhou and said
: "Old Zhang, I'm so sorry. I just wasted two of your rejuvenation pills. I know that these pills were made with your whole life's hard work. I took these two pills, and I'm afraid you only have four left.
Five more?"
"The chief is joking, human life is at stake, a small pill is nothing." Although the old chief was not as old as Zhang Zhou, Zhang Zhou respected him very much when he spoke, as if he was a kind of
The subordination relationship is general. And it is not a passive subordination relationship, but a kind of sincere respect.
"Hey, I don't have money anyway, so I can't afford you the high price of this rejuvenation pill." The old chief sighed: "Forget it, I have a very special medicinal material at home, I will just give it to you, I don't know about it anyway.
What it does is not recorded in the book, and it is useless to keep it. It may also play some unexpected roles for you."
"That's great, thank you, chief." Zhang Zhou likes medicinal materials and prescriptions the most. All kinds of precious and bizarre medicinal materials and prescriptions are like treasures to him, so he gave him an unrecorded medicinal material.
That was simply the greatest favor to him.
"Haha, it's nothing. Follow me home to get it." The old chief stood up on his own. When Zhang Yi saw this, he stepped forward to help him. In the "Book of Immortal Medicine", there is a record of the human condition after the poison is removed.
It's said that I have no strength at all, but it's almost enough.
However, after the old chief stood up, he only swayed twice, and then he really stood firm with his own legs. This was definitely not because of his extraordinary physique, but because of an inner Qigong effect.
"Chief, you'd better not do any exercises now. I'll help you." Zhang Yi quickly grabbed the old chief's arm and felt that the other man's arm was as hard as iron, as if there were bones beneath the skin.
He heard from Hong Kuan about the physical changes of Kung Fu practitioners. After mastering the internal Kung Fu, one can be said to be immune to all diseases. Even if one dies, it will definitely not be due to illness. But when the external Kung Fu reaches its peak, the body
The muscles are like rocks, extremely hard. It is difficult for ordinary swords and guns to cause obvious injuries to them. At most, they will just cut the skin.
The golden bell and iron cloth shirt in ancient legends is a manifestation of the person who has practiced the external Kung Fu to the extreme. It is really a steel-reinforced iron frame, and thousands of troops can come and go freely. It's just that the external Kung Fu is better than the internal martial arts.
The pain was thousands of times worse, and the pain endured was unbearable by ordinary people. It has long since disappeared.
Moreover, practicing internal kung fu can prolong life, while external kung fu can only damage the original essence. There are fewer and fewer people who really work hard to practice external kung fu. Who is willing to suffer for a long time and end up having to live a few years later in the end.
But the body of this old leader is obviously that of a martial arts master. Even if he has not reached the true peak, he is not far away from it. Such a person, I really don’t know how much perseverance he has, it is really admirable
extremely.
At the same time, Zhang Yi also had his own little calculation. If he could hug the old chief's lap, wouldn't he be like a crab in the future? What would happen if he just walked sideways on the street?
Jiang Chuan's boss has a good background, but this old leader is not a soft character. If you can have some kind of relationship with him, are you still afraid of Jiang Chuan's revenge?
"Haha, I, Yi Anshan, have never been helped by anyone since I put on my military uniform. What does this injury mean?" The old leader Yi Anshan smiled arrogantly, and his domineering flow was even more uncontrollable.
come out.
"Hey, you're not wearing military uniform today, so let me help you out." Zhang Yi flattered him shamelessly.
Yi Anshan was stunned for a moment by what he said. Then he looked at himself and laughed: "You little... okay, I will act like an ordinary old man today and let you support me."
Zhang Zhou couldn't help but nodded, thinking that this Zhang Yi would definitely not be a simple person in the future. He understood things and had a good understanding of human nature. Being able to clearly see a person's character and temper was a very useful ability.
Zheng Huichun's eyes were full of sarcasm and jealousy. The sarcasm was that Zhang Yi actually flattered him, but the jealousy was that the flatterer was not him. The person who could be so respected by his master Zhang Zhou was definitely not an ordinary person.
figure.
"Chief, I'm going to start the car." The driver on the side stood up at this time, standing upright as if giving a report.
"Go, I'll walk slowly behind you, old man." Yi Anshan seemed to enjoy being an old man, so he was helped by Zhang Yi and walked towards the door.
"Zhang Yi, come to my house with Lao Zhang. I'm an old man and it's hard for me to move around on my own, right?" Yi Anshan moved forward on Zhang Yi's shoulders without any effort at all.
He was tall and tall, and his muscles were extremely strong. He weighed at least one-third more than a person of the same stature. He was pressing down on Zhang Yi like a big mountain.
Just as he was talking, Zhang Meng suddenly flashed and opened his hands to block Zhang Yi and Yi Anshan. Then, there was a loud bang, and all the glass on the doors and windows of the Jucaotang shattered.
A wave of heat rushed open the door and poured into the medicine hall. At the door was the Hongqi car, but it was already on fire...