Chapter five hundred and eighty first giant conspiracy
There was a long marble dining table placed in the huge restaurant, with nothing else on it except a solitary long-necked vase. Kuang Huaxiong signaled to the beautiful woman who pushed her wheelchair to greet her. He had not seen her for a while, and this legendary woman
The old man actually suffered from the pain again, but when he saw Xu Qing's face, he still had a warm smile. e^See
"Hahaha! Miraculous little Mr. Xu, we meet again." Kuang Huaxiong laughed loudly, leaned forward with his upper body and stretched out his right palm towards Xu Qing.
Xu Qing stretched out his hand to hold the old man's hand, took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, glanced at the pair of legs covered with a thin rug, frowned and said: "I remember you came back from Jiangcheng not long ago, right? Are these legs?"
The pain in Kuang Huaxiong's eyes flashed away, and he sighed and said: "Oh! This doctor was useless two days after returning from Jiangcheng. It was said to be muscle atrophy. These quack doctors are not comparable to Chinese traditional Chinese medicine. They are ignorant and incompetent.
Idiot."
Xu Qing smiled and said, "I'm sorry you always invite me here to treat your illness. Actually, you don't need to go to all the trouble of sending an invitation. Just make a phone call."
Kuang Huaxiong looked a little embarrassed and whispered the reason. To be honest, he really wanted to cure the disease when he invited Xu Qing to come over. The second day after returning from Jiangcheng, the figure became inexplicably paralyzed. He paid a lot of money to invite Xu Qing.
Hundreds of authoritative Western medicine doctors have come to check and all have the same result. Muscle atrophy requires long-term treatment and recovery. Moreover, the old man is old, and the chance of complete recovery after treatment is very small.
The most cackling thing is that these Western doctors also blamed the treatment on traditional Chinese medicine, saying that the operation in Jiangcheng injured the nerves, which led to Mr. Kuang's paralysis. They called Professor Gu for advice, and it turned out that Mr. Gu had a good temper.
The professor got mad on the spot and cursed those bastards who were the authority in Western medicine. After scolding him, he gave Mr. Kuang two choices. First, he should return to Jiangcheng immediately and be treated by Professor Gu himself. Second, find someone in Vega.
Xu Qing is gambling, maybe that kid can find a way.
In the World Gambling King Competition, all people are treated equally in Professor Gu's eyes, just two words: gambling. If Xu Qing meets this old man after returning home, he will be beaten to death.
Xu Qing now knows that this meal is not delicious, and he has to work hard. However, Mr. Kuang is a decent person, so it doesn't matter if he helps him within his ability. Of course, the prerequisite is that the disease can be treated with internal energy.
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Kuang Huaxiong forced a smile and said: "Mr. Xiao Xu has excellent gambling skills. It's a pity that the old man has inconvenience on his legs and couldn't see him. Please don't blame me."
Xu Qing frowned and said, "The result will be the same whether we go or not. Since you believe in me, a half-full doctor, then take off the blanket on your legs and take a look."
Kuang Huaxiong was overjoyed when he heard this. He stretched out his hand to lift off the rug covering his legs: "We are not busy with the treatment for a while, why don't we talk about it after eating first?" What he said was polite, but in fact, the old man was eager for Xu Qing to do it right away.
He treats.
Xu Qing squatted down, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He blinked his eyelids and glanced at Mr. Kuang's legs with his clairvoyant eyes. He saw that the tendons on his big and small legs had begun to atrophy, and his eyes slowly swept across
Passing through the blue-purple nerves and red arteries in his muscles, the expression on his face began to become solemn.
Good guy, every section of the arteries was clogged as if they were stuffed with cotton wool. Xu Qing also discovered that what was blocked in Mr. Kuang's blood vessels was not a thrombus or anything like that, but gas. To be precise, it was the internal contents of the ancient warrior.
Jin, someone who can use this method must be a master, and he must be a master who knows xùe.
Kuang Huaxiong was not paralyzed due to old age and frailty, but was plotted by someone. The person who did it was an ancient warrior who was familiar with the point xùe technique. The technique this person used was similar to the ordinary point xùe technique, both of which used internal strength to cut off a person's bloodline.
It turns out that finding Xu Qing this time is the right path. As long as the opponent is not a heavenly warrior, the disease can be cured without any pain if the energy left in the blood is driven away.
"oops!"
Xu Qing suddenly shook his hand. He was so engrossed in seeing a doctor that he didn't know how to shake the cigarette butt until it burned his fingers. The skin and flesh were fine, but his fingernails were burnt and browned a little.
"Boss, what are you thinking about?" He Shang glanced at Xu Qing's burned fingernails in surprise. He couldn't figure out what was so good about those two old legs. Doctors always have to look at them and ask questions.
Is there anyone who can detect illness through a kùtuǐ? He believed that Xu Qing was distracted.
Although Xu Qing found the root cause of the disease, he did not tell Kuang Huaxiong right away because his disease came on very strangely, and he could not rule out that someone trying to plot against him was around. If he rashly cured him, it would only arouse the other party's vigilance.
"Old man, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to cure your disease, but it's not impossible..." Xu Qing deliberately let it slip, pretending to be arrogant.
When Kuang Huaxiong heard that his legs could be cured, he was immediately ecstatic and said hurriedly: "If you have any idea, just tell me. No matter how expensive the medicine is, I will definitely ask someone to find it as soon as possible."
Xu Qing shook his head and said: "You don't need expensive drugs, but you need to find an absolutely quiet room. No third person can be present during the treatment. If you do, there will be a glimmer of hope. If it doesn't work, I can't help."
Kuang Huaxiong originally thought that he was missing some difficult medical equipment, but he didn't expect that the other party proposed such a simple condition, which was not even the slightest bit difficult. He said loudly: "Don't worry about this, it will be done immediately.
It’s absolutely fine to let everyone out.”
Xu Qing waved his hand and said: "I know this is not difficult. It's better to wait until lunch before treating the patient, and then find a guest room after dinner."
Kuang Huaxiong's trust in Xu Qing at this time was far higher than anyone else. Of course, he would definitely obey everything the other party said. He immediately arranged for people to serve the dishes as soon as possible. Only by letting Xiao Xu eat and drink enough first would he have more energy to treat the illness.
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In fact, the food and wine had been prepared early in the morning, and they were just waiting for orders to be served. There were no less than two hundred servants in the Kuang family, and each person who served the dishes could not even take a turn, so it only took less than two minutes to put them on the table.
A table of sumptuous dishes, without any Western food, even the wine is Wuliang Moutai, showing the masculine qualities of a Chinese gentleman.
The table was filled with plates and dishes, pure Chinese food, and the taste was much more authentic than those in hotels. I heard that Mr. Kuang was a gourmet, but he never ate Western food. He said that those
The foreign devils are so uncivilized that they won't even eat a piece of fried beef until it's cooked. It's bloody and mushy, but it's not as delicious as Chinese food.
Xu Qing greeted Liu Meng and came to the table. Even though this guy was just a borrowed temporary follower, he couldn't be wronged, lest he leave a source of petty arrogance.