Secretary Zhou extended his hand cordially to shake Zhang Jun's hand and said with a smile: "Then I'll trouble you tomorrow."
Zhang Jun said calmly: "It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of effort."
Secretary Zhou was secretly surprised by Zhang Jun's calmness. After all, he was a provincial secretary, and in ancient times he was a feudal official. But the young man in front of him could maintain a normal heart, which surprised him.
At this time, Zhong Wei asked about Uncle Gu's injury and said, "Uncle, has the injury been cured?"
Uncle Gu smiled "haha" and said: "Okay, everything is okay! Xiaofu's medical skills are really superb. In ancient times, he could have entered Tai Hospital."
Secretary Zhou nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, it seems that my old injury can hopefully recover. Then I won't bother you. I will work hard for you tomorrow, little brother."
Zhang Jun: "It doesn't matter."
After leaving Uncle Gu's house, Secretary Zhou in the car said: "Xiao Zhong, this young man named Fugui is not simple."
Zhong Wei nodded: "When I first saw him yesterday, I felt that he was different. To say it offends the boss, this young man's aura seems to be even better than the boss's."
Secretary Zhou frowned slightly: "I also feel this. What kind of environment can create such a young man?"
Zhong Wei thought for a while: "Those who dare to belittle princes and belittle princes are either too noble or have real abilities. I think he belongs to the latter."
Secretary Zhou became interested: "Oh? Xiao Zhong, what is your true ability?"
Zhong Wei smiled and said: "This is a general term, such as having peerless medical skills, or having martial arts that can kill a person in ten steps. In short, it is a talent in a certain aspect."
Secretary Zhou nodded: "This young man is very interesting. You can make friends with me, Xiao Zhong. Crowing cocks, dogs and thieves are useful, but such strange people are even more valuable."
"Yes, I will take the opportunity to establish friendship with him." Zhong Wei said with a smile.
The next day, Zhang Jun and Shui Gen went to Xijiang University early in the morning to treat Ding Rou. After drinking the decoction in the past few days, Ding Rou quietly went to the hospital to check for hepatitis B two and a half and viral DNA.
The results showed that her condition had changed from "big three yang" to "small three yang". In addition, the number of DNA copies had decreased, indicating that her own immune system was already working.
So when Zhang Jun showed up again, Ding Rou was extremely excited and cooperatively asked Zhang Jun to check his pulse, and went with him to the pharmacy to get medicine.
The three people walked out of the school gate and were about to get into the van when a group of people suddenly rushed from behind. The first two were Fan Dongsheng and Liu Haoying from the Taekwondo Association. The two people surrounded a young man in his thirties.
The young man's steps were light and his eyes were bright. His eyes glanced at Zhang Jun and flickered slightly.
Fan Dongsheng pointed at Zhang Jun and said: "Brother Hu, this is the person who embarrassed me in front of the whole school yesterday!"
Ding Rou was taken aback and hid behind Zhang Jun in fear. Ding Shuigen hugged his arms and sneered. During this time, he was practicing by the furnace and had already reached the level of Ming Jin, and he was considered a master.
When Zhang Jun saw the opponent's stance, he immediately laughed and said, "It seems you have brought in reinforcements."
The young man hugged Zhang Jun and said, "Friend, I am Wang Hu, and Fan Dongsheng is my brother. I heard that you swiped his face yesterday. As a brother, I have to stand up and say something."
Zhang Jun sighed and looked at the other person with a look of pity: "If you stand up now, you will fall down in a moment. Why bother? It always hurts when I hit people. I'm really afraid of making you cry."
When Wang Hu heard Zhang Jun's words, he smiled instead of being angry, but the laughter was very cold: "My friend, you are so loud! Why don't we find a place to discuss and learn from each other?"
"There's no need to change places, this is just the right place." Zhang Jun said calmly, "I can kill you with one move."
The muscles in the corners of Wang Hu's eyes twitched hard for a few times. He took a step forward and shouted: "In that case, please take action!"
"boom!"
The ground shook violently. Zhang Jun, who was originally stationary, moved like a cannonball. The force of his feet instantly made a large crater in the cement floor, cracking every inch.
Wang Hu didn't even see the figure clearly when he felt a pain in his chest and his body was thrown high. When he landed, Zhang Jun was already standing beside him, looking down coldly.
Wang Hu felt that everything inside was burning. The pain was simply unbearable for humans. He opened his mouth wide but could not speak. Tears spewed out of his tear glands uncontrollably. He actually cried!
Zhang Jun sighed: "I told you that hitting someone hurts. Do you think it made you cry?"
Wang Hu just wanted to find a way to get in, but this time he was completely embarrassed! He gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Jun, as if he was his enemy for ten generations, but unfortunately he still couldn't stop crying.
Zhang Jun said calmly: "You shouldn't stand up for these two people. Since they are competing, they must be prepared to suffer failure. If they lose, they will find someone to stand up. It is not the behavior of a man to get entangled in this way."
Speaking of this, he looked at Fan Dongsheng and Liu Yinghao again.
The two men's faces were pale, their heads lowered and they did not dare to look directly at him, and their bodies were trembling slightly.
"You two, since this is your first offense, I won't care about it this time. If there is another time, it will be you two lying on the ground." After saying that, Zhang Jun turned around and called Shui Gen and Ding Rou to get in the car and drove away.
Gone to dust.
Only then did Fan Dongsheng dare to bend down and help Wang Hu up, and stammered: "Brother Hu, I really didn't know he was so powerful!"
Wang Hu's tear glands continued to gush. He was ashamed and angry, and shouted: "It's not over! This matter is not over! My Wang family will definitely get things back!"
After giving Ding Rou the medicine, Ding Shuigan drove Zhang Jun to the Provincial Party Committee compound. Not everyone can enter a place like the Provincial Party Committee compound. They must identify themselves and explain their purpose of coming.
Fortunately, Zhong Wei was very attentive and greeted the doorman in advance. So when Zhang Jun reported his name, a doorman personally sent him to the secretary's office. Inside the secretary's office is where Secretary Zhou works.
Zhang Jun's arrival made Zhong Wei very happy. He politely made a cup of fine Longjing tea. After the two sat down, he smiled and said: "Secretary Zhou is in a meeting and will be back in about half an hour. Let's chat casually first.
chat."
Zhang Jun nodded: "It doesn't matter."
After saying a few words, Zhong Wei suddenly said: "Brother, I have something to ask you." At this point, he looked a little embarrassed and hesitated to speak.
Zhang Jun's heart moved, and he instantly looked through the other person's body, and found that there was something abnormal about his "seeding tool", and he knew something in his heart. He smiled "haha" and said: "Secretary Zhong didn't tell me, I could tell if he was having sex."
Are you a little overwhelmed?"
Zhong Wei was startled and nodded quickly: "Brother, can you tell?"
Zhang Jun pretended to be profound and authentic: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. If a person is sick, it will be shown in the complexion. I can tell what disease the person has by looking at the complexion. This is 'looking'."
Zhong Wei was immediately impressed and said: "It seems that I have found the right person. You must be able to solve Secretary Zhou's illness." Then he talked about his situation in detail.
It turns out that Zhong Wei has been very weak in matters between men and women since he became the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee. No matter how hard his wife tried, he could not regain his glory, and their married life was terrible.
After listening to what he said, Zhang Jun had an idea in his mind and said: "It seems that the No. 2 leader is a hard worker, and he can actually make Secretary Zhong so nervous."
Zhong Wei smiled bitterly: "In order to perform well in front of my boss, I can be said to have worked hard, for fear of making some mistakes. I think about work all day long, and even my dreams are related to work."
Zhang Jun said: "That's it. If your work is too stressful, of course you will have physical problems. Fortunately, it is not a serious illness and can be easily cured. But after you are cured, you have to rest your mind often, otherwise the old illness will relapse."
When he heard that it could be cured, Zhong Wei was overjoyed: "I have seen a lot of Western medicine but no improvement. If my brother can cure it, I would be very grateful to you."
Zhang Jun motioned for him to sit down and said: "Listen to my instructions, relax your joints and muscles, don't exert force, and learn how to sleep..."
Zhong Wei was so cooperative that his body almost sank into the sofa.
"Don't think about work in your mind. Watch the changes in my gestures. Concentrate and have no distractions." Zhang Jun continued, and then his hands made wonderful and complex gestures, which were very strange and seemed to have a soul-shaking effect.
His gestures have an extraordinary origin, derived from Tantric mudra, and are called "Twelve Heart Seals". These twelve heart seals are one of the thirty-six secret books. Zhang Jun has only practiced two heart seals so far, and the second heart seal
He could only use it reluctantly.
The effect of the twelve heart seals can be on others as well as on oneself. Practicing this seal diligently can purify the mind and purify worries, and ultimately subdue the original mind, which has supreme magical effects.
While performing the Heart Seal, Zhang Jun mouthed Buddhist mantras to coordinate with the treatment.
He originally learned four true mantras from the old monk of Puren Temple, namely the Resurrection Mantra, the Diamond Mantra, the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound, and the Heart Mantra. The central mantra has the magical effect of Qinglie Lingtai, and it is most suitable for treating Zhong Chuan.
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The mysterious mantra came out of Zhang Jun's mouth, which immediately produced unpredictable effects. At the same time, the heart seal gesture put Zhong Wei into a hypnotic state. His heart felt peaceful and peaceful, and he soon fell asleep.
At this moment, Zhong Wei's sleep quality is extremely high, and he can reach the magical state of the old monk entering samadhi. The effect of one minute of sleep for him is more effective than a normal night's sleep.
After Zhong Wei went to bed, Zhang Jun drank tea alone in the room, waiting for Secretary Zhou to come back from the meeting.
Half an hour later, Secretary Zhou walked into the room. When he saw Zhang Jun arrived, he smiled and said, "I kept you waiting." Then he saw Zhong Wei sleeping and asked curiously, "What's wrong with Xiao Zhong?"
Zhang Jun said with a smile: "I hypnotized him and let him sleep a little longer."
Secretary Zhou was obviously very considerate of his subordinates and said, "Okay, let's talk inside."
A banner hanging on the main wall of Secretary Zhou's office reads, "People-oriented", making the place look somewhat grand.
"Secretary Zhou, you have to take off your coat and expose your shoulders." Zhang Jun gave the order directly.
Secretary Zhou knew that the doctor was the boss at the moment, so he followed the instructions very cooperatively. When he exposed his shoulders, Zhang Jun stretched out his fingers and tapped them a few times. Two rays of golden light from the Buddha's eyes penetrated and secretly repaired his damaged nerves.
Then he took out the dragon beard needle and performed acupuncture. Half an hour later, Secretary Zhou felt a warmth on his shoulders, which was extremely comfortable. He couldn't help but sigh: "Fugui, it seems my injury has been cured!"