Gu Zichen, who was sitting behind Wan Yunting's car, turned to look at his grandfather Gu Shiren beside him. He didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind after chatting privately with the driver for a while. Now Gu Zichen is also confused.
"Don't ask so many questions."
Gu Shiren glared at his youngest grandson, Gu Zichen, looked at Wan Yunting who was driving, and said, "Are you a doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Nanfang Hospital now?"
Wan Yunting, who was driving, kept noticing Dong Yuanlang's BMW sedan chasing after him, and nodded in response to Gu Shiren sitting behind him: "Yes, I am also a Chinese medicine teacher at Xingyao Primary School."
Gu Shiren nodded, and suddenly the car swayed. It was Wan Yunting who was speeding up. He wanted to get rid of Dong Yuanlang who was following behind. "Mr. Gu, sit tight. I'll get rid of Weng Dehai's apprentice behind."
"good."
Gu Shiren couldn't help but grab the handlebar. Wan Yunting made a sharp turn and changed lanes. The speed of the car suddenly accelerated, and he shuttled back and forth on the road with a lot of traffic.
Dong Yuanlang, who was chasing closely behind, saw Wan Yunting speeding up the car. He gritted his teeth and speeded up to catch up. However, because his driving skills were not very good, he could only be like Wan Yunting, who could freely drive on the road with heavy traffic.
Shuttle back and forth…
"Pujie, do you know how to drive..."
Sure enough, Dong Yuanlang didn't chase him out for a while. Because he didn't turn the direction in time, the car chased and hit a Mercedes-Benz car nearby. The young driver was so angry that he lowered the window and yelled at Dong Yuanlang: "Stop the car for me, hurry up..."
In the end, Dong Yuanlang was forced to stop by the Mercedes-Benz car. When he got out of the car, he saw that Wan Yunting's car had disappeared into the traffic. He was so angry that he couldn't help but curse: "Fuck..."
"Who are you fucking? It was you who hit me, but you're still cursing me."
The young Mercedes owner pointed at Dong Yuanlang's nose and cursed.
"It doesn't matter if I scold you, isn't it just a matter of losing money? I'm not short of money."
Dong Yuanlang, who had lost Wan Yunting, was full of anger. If it weren't for the Mercedes-Benz owner, he might have been able to catch up by showing his true skills.
"Treasure, you street boy, I don't want to pay you any money, I'll give you a good beating first..."
The young owner of the Mercedes-Benz got angry and knocked Dong Yuanlang down with his fists. Then he got on top and beat him hard...
When Wan Yunting saw that he had gotten rid of Dong Yuanlang, he slowly slowed down the car and drove towards the outside of the city.
Half an hour later, Wan Yunting stopped the car at the gate of the mausoleum outside the city, and then went to a small shop specializing in selling incense and flowers next to the gate. After buying some incense and candles, he took Gu Shiren and his grandson into the mausoleum.
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"Is it almost there?"
After climbing the mountain for five minutes, Gu Shiren asked without losing breath or blushing.
"It's just ahead."
Wan Yunting pointed to the location of his master's grave, and Gu Shiren turned to his grandson who was supporting him and said: "Zi Chen, you stay here and wait for us. There is no need to go up."
Gu Zichen was stunned and full of questions: "Grandpa, why?"
"Why do you ask so many questions? If you are asked to stay, just stay."
Gu Shiren glanced at him before waving his hand and saying to Wan Yunting: "Let's keep walking."
"Okay, I'll help you..."
Wan Yunting nodded and wanted to help Gu Shiren, but he waved his hand: "It's okay, I can still climb this small hill, let's go."
Wan Yunting was startled, then smiled and nodded, shocked that this old man's martial arts realm was really not simple.
Finally, when he came to the tomb of his master, the ghost-hand doctor, Gu Shiren saw the large characters "Gongsun Xiuliang's Tomb" written on the tombstone. His old eyes turned red, his thin body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but squat in front of the tombstone, carrying
He cried sadly and said: "Mr. Gongsun, I, Gu Shiren, came to see you. Why did you leave like this..."
Seeing Gu Shiren squatting in front of his master's tombstone with tears streaming down his face, Wan Yunting lit the incense candles he bought in front of his parents' tombstone next door and said, "My master left on the afternoon of the 10th of this month. He left very well."
Anping, the only regret is that his wish has not been fulfilled!"
Hearing this, Gu Shiren turned his head, looked at Wan Yunting with his old red eyes, and asked tremblingly: "As Mr. Gongsun's direct disciple, did he tell you something?"
"right."
Wan Yunting stood up from his parents' tombstone, turned to look at Gu Shiren, and then looked at his master's tombstone calmly. His eyes were firm and he said firmly: "I will help him fulfill his last wish!"
Gu Shiren stood up and took two steps forward to approach Wan Yunting. He was so emotional that his old face was trembling slightly. He glared and asked, "Tell me, was it Sima Boyong who framed Mr. Gongsun back then?"
Wan Yunting bypassed Gu Shiren, came to his master's tombstone, knelt down, took the incense candle, lit it, and said: "Mr. Gu, I know that you have a relationship with my master, but my master has told me that there are some things that only require me.
As long as you know, I won’t tell anyone until that moment!”
These words made Gu Shiren's face blank, and he stared at Wan Yunting who was squatting there. He put on the old incense candle and looked at his master's tombstone. He then stood up and turned back to Gu Shiren with a smile: "Mr. Gu, I don't ask you to
Help me, you changed your mind today and do not object to the ancient establishment of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. I am already very grateful to you.
As for my master’s affairs, you don’t have to worry, I will complete it for him!”
Gu Shiren frowned tightly when he saw this extraordinary and calm young man in front of him. He understood that Mr. Gongsun's character must be extraordinary to be able to accept him as his direct disciple.
"If you don't tell me, I've already guessed it."
Gu Shiren sighed, came to Gongsun Xiuliang's tombstone, and said: "Mr. Gongsun, I don't care how Sima Boyong framed you back then, but I, Gu Shiren, will definitely seek justice for you and restore your innocence!"
Wan Yunting, who was standing next to him, said nothing and silently watched Gu Shiren crying and laughing in front of his master's tombstone, talking about their experience of breaking into the West...
It turned out that Gu Shiren was only a 23-year-old young man at that time, and Gongsun Xiuliang was already a famous doctor in the capital. The two of them traveled together, going to Xijian and other poor areas to treat the fellow villagers for free...
Most of Gu Shiren's medical skills were learned from Gongsun Xiu Liang, and even his Thirteen Acupuncture of Ghost Gate was very powerful.
Because at that time, as a new country had just been established, people's lives were very difficult. Some people were hungry and went crazy because they had no food, and suffered unimaginable mental torture.
The Thirteen Needles of Guimen are miraculous in treating mental illness and other diseases, so Gongsun Xiuliang saved many people at that time...
"Your master really saved many people back then."
Gu Shiren sat in front of the tombstone and told Wan Yunting, who was also squatting on the ground, about the deeds of him and Gongsun Xiuliang. Looking back now, Gu Shiren feels like it was the other day, and he couldn't help but laugh: "I remember that I was in a small town called Pei County.
In the county town, due to the hard life, many people are going crazy with hunger and even want to kill people and eat meat!"
"At that time, your master rushed forward desperately and tried to take away the hatchet from the man's hand. In the end, he was slashed on the shoulder. However, your master not only did not blame him, but also helped the man treat his illness and gave away the food rations he had on him.
Give them all to him..."
Thinking of this, Gu Shiren couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes, and said to Wan Yunting: "Your master is a true saint!"
"In order to treat the world's diseases, he did not ask for money or rights. He worked diligently and gave everything to the patients. He lived up to the four characters of "hanging the pot to help the world" to the fullest, and was respected by thousands of people..."
Wan Yunting listened very carefully. Although his master had told him a lot in prison before, he had never told him about his experiences with Gu Shiren.
Now that I see Mr. Gu admiring his master from the bottom of his heart, Wan Yunting also respects his master, the Holy Ghost Hand Doctor.
And the reason why he exposed his identity today and brought Gu Shiren to his master's grave was because the ghost-hand doctor told him before his death that Gu Shiren was trustworthy!