To treat a disease, order xùe first. This is Xu Qing's tried and tested trick. Even if Wu Buzui has already set his posture, he still has to lie down. This chapter is updated for you by netizens]
After tapping the old man Wu with one finger, Xu Qing sat down cross-legged and placed his palms on his pons, pouring in righteous energy continuously. Now his head is like a tire leak with a label on it, and it's really hard to find a place to patch it up.
It's simple, not to mention that Old Man Wu's medical skills are exquisite. There are several blood vessels under the skull painted with yellow dye, which are tightly blocked like a sewer filled with gutter oil.
Xu Qing felt like a pipe unblocker, but his tool turned into a few threads of righteous yang energy. When he saw a blockage, he immediately unblocked it. It was that simple. If he didn't have a pair of clairvoyant eyes, he would just clear it.
I'm afraid that I will become a blind mō elephant, and the mō will reach the point where the elephant's trunk hangs down to the waist and will be used as an elephant whip.
To be exact, it only took less than half an hour for Xu Qing to stretch out and stand up. In addition to clearing the blood vessels marked by Old Man Wu, he also cleared the veins on his two arms.
The two discounts he gave me were so thoughtful!
He stretched out his fingers and gently tapped the two xùe points on Wu Buzui's neck, which supported the Tianding. The old man slowly opened his eyes, with a somewhat sullen expression on his face. He stood up and stood up, flashing Xu Qing an unhappy look.
Said: "Why did you click on my xùe position? I wanted to experience the wonders of internal martial arts firsthand."
Xu Qing spread his hands and said: "I don't think there's anything strange about it. It's very possible that you will die from the pain."
Wu Buzui smiled. He didn't know what kind of pain it would take to unblock the blood vessels. He just deliberately set out the plot just to liven up the atmosphere. Although doctors said that self-medication is difficult, they are very familiar with their own physical conditions. When he
The moment I regained consciousness, I was already aware of the changes that had occurred in my body.
"Thank you very much, but the old man won't say anything. If you don't get drunk today, you won't get home." Wu Buzui finally stepped forward with a smile and took Xu Qing's hand. The old man and the young man arrived at the restaurant like this, and the dishes on the table had already been placed.
In the middle of the large dining table, there is a charcoal stove for hot wine and a small bamboo basket.
The basket was not filled with wine, but with raw chicken eggs with marks and blood stains on their shells. When Xu Qing saw this thing, he felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. He had picked up one with hot chicken eggs stuck on it in the countryside.
The egg makes me happy. Sometimes I crack it open and just suck it into my mouth. The taste is not that good, but it is definitely fresh.
The most eye-catching thing on the dining table is the small jar of wine, a two-pound clay jar with a red cloth covering the mouth and a clay seal. Just by looking at the mottled appearance on the jar, you can tell that the wine is quite old.
Wu Buzui picked up the jar of old wine on the table, used a knife on the side to pry off the mud seal, and quickly poured it into the hot wine pot, and then poured two eggs into it, which made Xu Qing a little uncomfortable.
Sorry, why should you put eggs in the hot wine? Isn’t this waste?
"Xu Xiaoyou, this jar of wine is an authentic century-old nv'erhong. It was hidden by my mother-in-law the year I was born. There were originally six jars, but now only this jar is left!" Wu Buzui sealed the lid with mud.
on the stove, and then carefully stirred the charcoal fire in the furnace with a knife. The spherical charcoal particles took off the white ash on the surface as they were turned, and the inside was completely red.
Nv'erhong is also called Huādiao and Shaoxing rice wine. In ancient times, families who gave birth to a daughter would bury several jars of rice wine deep under the osmanthus tree. Small jars were placed in the big jars so that they would not be damaged as time went by.
When a woman grows up and comes out of the pavilion, she will bring wine to welcome guests, or use it as a dowry. The old wine that has been buried underground for more than ten years has a mellow and mellow taste, and with some unique fragrance under the osmanthus tree, it is simply the best in the world.
As soon as the girl is red, the fragrance spreads hundreds of miles away. Add two chicken eggs into the hot wine, and both the nutritional value and taste will increase a bit. The eggs floating on the surface of the wine can prevent the wine aroma from evaporating to a certain extent.
, the wine tastes purer.
The wine quickly heated up, white steam came out from the guzzling, and a mellow wine aroma spread everywhere. In ancient times, there was green plum wine, and now there is daughter's red boiled egg. It is a wonderful and interesting thing.
Wu Buzui picked up a small bowl with a wide rim from the table, scooped out a bowl of wine with a wooden spoon and placed it gently in front of Xu Qing: "Come on, you need to use a bowl to drink old wine. It will look shabby to use small cups and cups."
Already."
When it comes to drinking, Old Man Wu knows a lot of things. Xu Qing feels that this trip is really not in vain. He has food, drink and food. Except that he is not accompanied by young sisters, he can compare with the corrupt officials. Duan
I stood up and put the wine bowl in front of me to the corner of my mouth and took a sip. The taste was so mellow that I almost swallowed it, so I quickly took another sip.
"Good wine. Compared with this and those other Maotai Wuliang products, Ma Niàqing drank a bowl of wine in just three sips. I praised it from the bottom of my heart. It was a bit thick, so real.
Wu Buzui took another two spoonfuls of wine with a wooden spoon and put it into Xu Qing's bowl. He smiled and said: "(4) Although this wine tastes beautiful, it is also easy to get intoxicating. If you drink half a catty, you will have to stay here to sleep.
Wow!"
Xu Qing smiled disapprovingly and said: "Don't worry, I won't get drunk after drinking this little wine. If I don't drink it, I will be guilty. It is still a heinous crime." After saying that, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.
Wu Buzui scooped up a bowl for himself and filled it up for Xu Qing. The two of them clinked the bowls and drank the hot wine at the same time. In this way, they drank the hot wine in less than three rounds.
A clean one.
The wine beauty makes people feel refreshed, but Brother Niunen feels itchy. The old man and the young man simmered wine and ate vegetables, and soon they each became a little tipsy. Xu Qing’s enhanced body detoxification function was absolutely top-notch, and he was still a little drunk after a while.
In less than five minutes, I regained my consciousness immediately, which was much better than the dried shrimp gold cup that I didn’t get drunk even after drinking 100 cups of it.
Wu Buzui had a good name and was not drunk, but after drinking just half a kilogram of soju, he completely changed. His eyes narrowed into cat-eye slits in the sun, and he had to get under the table to drink any more.
Xu Qing had already had enough wine and food, so he stood up to say goodbye and left. Unexpectedly, Wu Buzui took out a thread-bound book from his arms and asked him to accept it. He took it and looked through it. It was really full of pictures and texts.
It recorded a set of fitness exercises called Wu Qin Xi. This thing was dispensable to him, so he stuffed it into his pocket without delay.
After leaving Wu's courtyard and walking out of the alley to pick up the car, Xu Qing drove back to the affiliated hospital. He was still thinking about the Shen sisters. It would be better to visit them before going home and leave some money for them.
After parking the car, Xu Qing slowly walked to the inpatient building with small square steps. After entering the elevator, he realized that he could no longer remember which floor the two sisters lived on, and his fingertips were frozen on the floor.
On the button, the elevator door was open, and while he was hesitating, another woman walked in.
"Why is it you?"
The surprised male and female voices echoed in the elevator at the same time, and their eyes met with lightning and lightning...