Zhang Jun said calmly: "This kind of injury does not need to be treated. It will recover in a week." Then he looked cold and said, "Remember, don't provoke my junior brother again, otherwise I won't be able to save you!"
After saying these words, he strode out of the ward, leaving several Fang family members looking at each other with wry smiles.
The purpose of his coming to the hospital today is to prevent these people from continuing to investigate his identity in depth. Xijiang has a heavy responsibility here and is still in the process of groping and testing. It is not appropriate to expose his strength too early.
In recent days, the business of the car repair shop has been getting better and better. The daily turnover can easily exceed 10,000 yuan. Even some private cars have come all the way here for maintenance. A small inspection of a car costs 200 yuan, and a major inspection costs 50 yuan.
One hundred yuan, very profitable.
The repair shop where Zhang Jun works is very fast in repairing and there will be no omissions, which has won the trust of many car owners.
Business is booming, so the boss is naturally happy and invites Zhang Jun to drink every now and then. He knows that all of this is Zhang Jun's credit, so he naturally wants to hold on to this God of Wealth.
After get off work that night, the boss took Zhang Jun and Ding Shuigen to the braised pork stall for a late-night snack. The man selling braised pork was already familiar with them and prepared them with a smile.
As soon as the three people sat down, an Audi car parked next to the stall, and a young man in his thirties got out. He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and his hair was meticulously combed. He said calmly: "Uncle, please bring two braised chicken heads.
Plate cold noodles." After saying that, he sat down.
The man who runs the stew stall, whose surname is Gu, smiled when he heard this and said, "Okay, please wait a moment."
Zhang Jun accidentally noticed that Uncle Gu's shoulders always shrank when he picked up things. He looked through the lens and found that his shoulders had been injured secretly, so he said, "Uncle Gu, have your shoulders been injured?"
Uncle Gu smiled and said: "Yes, I was shot during the Vietnam Counterattack, but I didn't deal with it well at the time, which left sequelae."
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "I will treat it for you another day. This kind of injury is easy to treat."
The young man in the Audi car suddenly raised his head, with a suspicious look on his face, and said: "Brother, as far as I know, the uncle's injury should be difficult to treat. How do you say it is easy to treat?"
Zhang Jun glanced at the other person and said, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "My surname is Zhong, and I work in the Provincial Party Committee. I want to know if my brother can really cure this kind of injury?"
Zhang Jun was moved in his heart. He used the technique of looking at the air to observe this person. He saw a flash of white air between his eyebrows. He thought to himself: "Looking at this person's appearance, he is a small official but has great power. Could it be that he is the secretary of some high-ranking official?"
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Thinking of this, he said: "It can be cured. Acupuncture combined with massage can heal it in a week."
The man surnamed Zhong was very surprised and said: "Brother, can I be present when you treat the uncle?"
Zhang Jun smiled slightly and said, "Of course."
The young man handed over a business card with only a phone number and no other information. Then he ate in a hurry, got in the car and left.
Watching the Audi car go away, the boss suddenly said to Zhang Jun: "Fugui, do you know who that person was just now?"
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "Is he the secretary of the provincial party committee secretary?"
The boss was stunned: "You know?"
Zhang Jun chuckled and said, "It's just a wild guess."
The boss said: "He is Zhong Wei, secretary to the provincial party committee secretary. Even though his rank is not high, he is deeply relied upon by the secretary. He has great power at his disposal. He is truly the number two leader."
After eating, Zhang Jun said to Uncle Gu: "Uncle Gu, last time I heard that your ancestor was a Chinese medicine practitioner? Do you have golden needles at home? If there are golden needles, I can help you treat your injuries now."
Zhang Jun and Shui Gen often came here to eat, and chatted with Gu Bo when they had nothing to do. They knew that his ancestor was an imperial doctor. Unfortunately, the family inheritance was cut off during the Cultural Revolution. His grandfather and father, who were highly skilled in medicine, were beaten to death.
It was also copied.
When asked, Gu Bo thought for a while and said: "All my belongings were confiscated at that time, but my grandfather secretly buried his medical box in the yard and it was preserved. After the Cultural Revolution, I dug out the box and found out what was inside.
It seems like there are golden needles.”
Zhang Jun said: "Well, I will go to your house tonight to help you treat your injuries."
Uncle Gu felt very sorry: "Xiao Zhang, I'm sorry to bother you so late."
"Uncle Gu, you are so polite. Next time I eat braised pork, just buy one and get one free." He said jokingly.
The boss and Shui Gen returned to the factory first, while Zhang Jun helped Gu Bo close the stall, and then they both returned to his home. Gu Bo's home is not far from here, just a twenty-minute walk away.
Uncle Gu's house looks very old, with tall walls and large doors. It should have been built before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Uncle Gu's wife has passed away, and his two sons are also working in other places, so he is the only one in the family. He earns money by running a stall
He has enough money for his own expenses, he never asks his son for money, and he lives a happy life.
The yard was dirty and messy. There were dogs, cats, a goat, and a few rabbits. Fortunately, it was late at night, and these animals had all gone back to their dens to rest.
Uncle Gu was very embarrassed and said, "Fugui, I've made you laugh. I'm alone at home, and I'm usually too lonely, so I kept so many little ones as companions, making the yard very messy."
Zhang Jun smiled "haha" and said: "It's good. When I get old, I will definitely have more things to raise than Gu Bo."
As he spoke, he entered the house, which was quite clean. Uncle Gu asked Zhang Jun to sit down, and then took out a rosewood medicine box from the bedroom. It was stained with ancient marks and was damaged in many places, but it could be seen that it was useful.
The materials are very sophisticated and not something that ordinary doctors can have.
Gu Bo opened the medicine box and took out an exquisite small wooden box and a larger jade box.
Zhang Jun held the wooden box in his hand. It was very heavy. The wooden box was also made of sandalwood, and its quality was better than that of the medicine box. Its gloss and hardness far exceeded the former.
He asked: "Uncle Gu, have you never opened this box?"
Uncle Gu shook his head: "When I was young, I hated Chinese medicine very much. If my grandfather and father had not known Chinese medicine, they would not have been beaten to death on the streets. So I never touch these things. But when I was young, I often saw my grandfather playing with them.
This wooden box, he said, contained needles."
At this point, he seemed to remember something and said: "By the way, I once heard from my father that this kind of needle seems to be called Dragon Beard Needle. It is very exquisitely made. It is the only one in the world. He also said that this kind of needle can be used for magic.
It is very difficult to get up and cannot be used by ordinary people."
Zhang Jun sighed. In fact, he had already looked through the wooden box. Thirty-six dragon beard needles were neatly stacked inside. He had heard about the dragon beard needle from Hua Buyi. Indeed, as Gu Bo said, this needle was abnormal.
It's precious, the only one in the world.
The origin of the Dragon Beard Needle is unknown. It is only known that the person who uses this needle must have at least the cultivation level of energy transformation and a profound knowledge of acupuncture. Before use, the needle body is in a curled state and is hidden in the needle handle.
,easy to carry.
Opening the wooden box, he randomly picked up a dragon-bearded needle and observed it. The needle was made of pure gold, with a cylindrical handle and a dragon-shaped image carved on it. Under the needle handle, there was a sword-hilt-like part with a hollow interior.
, the needle body is stored inside and is in a curled state.
Zhang Jun exerted a little force, and the curled golden needle instantly became straight and as thin as a hair. Then, he used several kinds of strength in succession, and the golden needle vibrated in different ways.
After trying it for a while, he said: "Uncle Gu, your set of needles is a good thing and very precious."
Gu Bo smiled and said: "Fugui, if you cure my disease, I will give this injection to you."
Zhang Jun smiled "haha" and said: "How can that be done? Let's do this. I will give Uncle Gu 50,000 yuan to buy it."
Uncle Gu was surprised. Is this set of needles worth fifty thousand? He asked carefully: "Fugui, are you kidding Uncle Gu?"
"In the hands of ordinary people, this needle is indeed not worth much. It can be sold for a gold price at most. But in the hands of experts, it is a good thing, hard to find for a thousand dollars." Zhang Jun said truthfully.
Uncle Gu thought for a while and said: "Fugui, I know you can't lie. Let's do this. 30,000 yuan, Uncle Gu will give it to you."
It is very generous for an old man with a low income to give up 20,000 yuan at once. Zhang Jun did not want to take advantage of him, so he waved his hand: "I said 50,000 yuan, it's 50,000 yuan. You're welcome."
The old man couldn't compete with Zhang Jun, so he finally sold a set of dragon's beard needles for 50,000 yuan according to Zhang Jun's words.
There was also a jade box. Zhang Jun did not open it, but said to Uncle Gu: "Uncle Gu, there is a book on acupuncture in the jade box. It's useless for you to keep it, so just give it to me."
Inside the jade box was a thread-bound book, which introduced the use of the Dragon Beard Needle. Zhang Jun looked through it and found that the exquisiteness of this set of acupuncture techniques did not seem to be inferior to the Daluo Divine Needle, and he was greatly shocked.
He speculated that there must have been a master-level medical expert among the ancestors of the Gu family, or that they had been passed down by a great medical master.
Opening the jade box, Zhang Jun took out the Dragon Beard Needle Book, but kept the jade box and said, "Uncle Gu, this jade is a good thing. The top-quality Hetian jade is estimated to be sold for hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands."
Uncle Gu was surprised and happy: "It's so valuable? Then I have to keep it carefully and find an expert to ask some other time."
Next, Zhang Jun gave Gu Bo acupuncture with dragon beard needles, and then massaged him with Jiu Jin. An hour later, Gu Bo felt warmth in his shoulders, and the pain was much relieved.
"Uncle Gu, I will come over tomorrow and it will be cured in three to five days."
Gu Bo was very happy and said with a smile: "Thank you so much, Fugui. This injury has been with me for most of my life and has always made me very distressed. Now that it is finally resolved, I feel really happy."
After bidding farewell to Uncle Gu, Zhang Jun returned to the factory and spent the whole night studying the Dragon Beard Acupuncture Manual. He finally concluded that the Dragon Beard Acupuncture Manual was indeed very clever and very inspiring to him.
"The Dragon Beard Acupuncture Technique seems to be particularly suitable for use with the Yiyang Heart Technique. Is there any connection between the two?" He now wanted to catch Taoist Tianchi and ask him, but it was a pity that the old dragon had seen the beginning but not the end.
Hard to meet.
With this thought in his mind, he began to use the Yiyang Heart Method to perform the Dragon Beard Acupuncture Technique. Gradually, the heart method and the acupuncture method became more and more perfect, and in the end, it was as if it was tailor-made, smooth and smooth.
"Okay! This acupuncture method will be called Yiyang Acupuncture from now on, and it is different from the Daluo Divine Acupuncture of the sect. From now on, our Shennong sect will have another unique skill!" He was in a good mood and decided to use the golden light of the Buddha's Eye.
I will repay you by curing Gu Bo's disease completely.
The next day, he took the time to go to Uncle Gu's house again, and before going out, he called Zhong Wei.
After Zhang Jun treated Uncle Gu, he waited for about ten minutes before Zhong Wei arrived. Behind him was a middle-aged man in his fifties. This man had a strong aura and looked like he had been in a high position for a long time.
Secretary Zhong smiled slightly: "Brother, this is our leader. He stopped by to see you for treatment. You won't mind, right?"
Zhang Jun said: "Of course I don't mind. It's an honor for me to meet the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee."
The middle-aged man was Secretary Zhou of the Xijiang Provincial Party Committee. He was not surprised when he was discovered. He smiled and said: "It seems that you can't hide your identity anywhere. Young man, I came to seek medical treatment from you. My injury is also on my shoulder."
Yes, it was broken by someone when I was cutting in line. It hurts every night, and the feeling is simply torture."
Zhang Jun looked normal and said: "Secretary Zhou, you should have an expert medical team, why do you need to come to see a wild doctor like me?"
Secretary Zhong said: "This brother, even the experts in Beijing are helpless to deal with the boss's injury. However, I think that the brother is extraordinary, either a strange person in the world or a hidden dragon in the market, so I persuaded the boss to come over and try his luck. Maybe there will be a bright future."
Zhang Junqi asked: "Do you know faces?"
Secretary Zhong smiled: "As the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, I have to meet all kinds of people every day. Over time, I have developed a pair of sharp eyes. I can tell at a glance whether the person is a real person."
Zhang Jun nodded and said, "It's a pity that you don't want to meet me." After saying that, he motioned for Secretary Zhou to sit down.
After the examination, he said: "Secretary Zhou's illness was treated late. When he was injured, he was not treated in time. As a result, he damaged his nerves and left serious sequelae, so this disease is difficult to treat."
Secretary Zhong smiled and said: "Brother, just because it's difficult to cure, doesn't it mean it can't be cured?"
Zhang Jun smiled and said: "It can be cured, but I need to prepare some things before I can start tomorrow."
"Okay!" Secretary Zhong was overjoyed, "I will send a car to pick you up tomorrow and ask you to go to the municipal party committee compound to treat your boss."