"Do you really want to learn from me?" Zhang Yaohua looked at Wu Yuan who was a little restrained and suddenly said.

Wu Yuan nodded quickly, "Of course I want to learn."

"Don't be too happy too early, you have to pass my test." Seeing that Wu Yuan's mind is not bad, Zhang Jiaohua was ready to teach Wu Yuan something. Of course, it is impossible to teach Wu Yuan Meishan magic immediately. The road from afar shows the power of horses over time, so Zhang Jiaohua naturally wants to see how Wu Yuan's character is. First, we have to see if Wu Yuan can withstand his own test.

Wu Yuan's face immediately showed joy, "Don't look at me as fat as I am, I will definitely be able to withstand the test."

"I won't test your verbal tricks. Whether it can pass, I only believe in the eyes. Go and buy some tree stumps and come back." Zhang Yaohua said.

Wu Yuan took Zhang Qiaohua's money to the market to buy some wood. Zhang Qiaohua used these wood to build a plum blossom array in Wu Yuan's yard. Zhang Qiaohua was planning to use Meishan stake practice to test Wu Yuan.

Zhang Jiaohua jumped up and stood a standard Meishan stance, "Stand on it for half an hour every day as I am."

"How long does it take to stand to pass the test?" Wu Yuan stood up, not feeling very difficult.

Zhang Yaohua smiled, "If you think you passed the test so easily, then you are completely wrong."

It seemed easier than doing, and Wu Yuan stood on the stump for only a few minutes before his feet began to shake and his body began to shake.

"Don't move! Only a few minutes?" Zhang Yaohua knocked Wu Yuan's butt with a wooden stick.

Wu Yuan cried, "I don't have exercise in my daily life, why don't we take it slowly?"

"If you just want to jump down, it means you have failed. I have taught many people, you are the worst." Zhang Yaohua was really disappointed with Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan didn't want to give up, so he could only continue to grit his teeth and persevere.

Zeng Lei drove towards Wu Yuan's house in a tricycle.

"Fatty, come out and help!" Zeng Lei shouted at the door.

Wu Yuan was overjoyed and was about to take advantage of this opportunity to stop standing on horse stance, but just as he was about to move, Zhang Yaohua spoke again, "The time has not come yet. If you come down, it means you have chosen to give up."

Wu Yuan cried and said, "Brother Zeng called me something wrong."

"I'll go and see. Don't think that if I don't look at you, you can be lazy. No matter what your actions are, you can escape my eyes." Zhang Yaohua warned as she stood up and walked towards the door.

Wu Yuan bit his lower lip hard with his teeth, "Don't worry! I can still hold on!"

Zhang Yaohua walked to the door, and Zeng Lei was about to poke his head in and see.

"Doctor Zhang, where is the fat man?" Zeng Lei did not mind Zhang Yaohua at all and spoke very casually.

Zhang Yaohua had no bad impression of Zeng Lei. She was even with Zeng Lei that day. "He is busy and can't leave." He asked the old man who looked at the tricycle again, "The rheumatism patient you are talking about is him?"

"Yes, it's him." Zeng Lei felt relieved when he saw Zhang Yaohua's tone was calm.

"Then come in first." Zhang Jiaohua completely opened the gate of the courtyard.

"Okay." Zeng Lei saw that the fat man couldn't come out, so he prepared to bring the old man into the yard alone.

"Let me help me." Zhang Yaohua expressed her kindness not for Zeng Lei, but for the old man. The old man was sixty years old and gray-haired, but he was sitting on the tricycle with a very upright posture and a tough look. Zhang Yaohua could feel the temperament that was different from that of ordinary people from him.

Zeng Lei was very surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang Yaohua would take the initiative to help, which was completely different from the situation that he treated him that day, who was thousands of miles away.

The old man sat in a wheelchair, and two people were sitting on the side. He lifted the old man down with a little force.

"Huh? The young man is very strong!" The old man suddenly spoke.

"You can talk? I thought you were mute!" Zhang Yaohua smiled. The old man was sitting in a wheelchair so blankly at the beginning, without saying a word, and Zhang Yaohua thought he could not speak.

"Young man, you are pretty good. How many years have you been an apprentice?" asked the old man.

"Apprentice?" Zhang Yaohua looked at the old man in confusion.

"Old man, this time, you've misunderstood. He's not an apprentice, he's the doctor I mentioned. He's the doctor he's cured on the day he dislocated me. He's Dr. Zhang," Zeng Lei said.

This time, the old man looked at Zhang Yaohua up and down seriously, and then smiled, "It turns out that he is not good at being handsome. Doctor Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm wrong."

"Old man, your foot is not just rheumatism, right? Have you been injured before?" Zhang Yaohua asked.

Zeng Lei rushed to say, "It's not just an injury? He was injured on the battlefield, and there were shrapnel in his feet. He also ambushed him, ambushed in the snow for more than ten hours, and suffered severe frostbite."

"What's my injury? Compared with my brothers who were unable to come back from the battlefield, I'm very lucky." The old man patted his legs.

"Doctor Zhang, do you see if the old man's legs still have to be cured?" Zeng Lei asked.

Zhang Yaohua shook her head, "It's almost impossible to completely cure it."

"Oh." Zeng Lei sighed.

The old man smiled, "Xiao Zeng, you don't have to do this. In fact, I have earned enough money until now. Unfortunately, there are still many things I can't do by myself."

"I said it could not be completely cured, but I didn't say it could not be cured at all. Although it could not be completely cured, there should not be too much problem for the old man to recover his walking ability." Zhang Jiaohua grabbed his head. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by these two people.

"Can you cure?" the old man and Zeng Lei asked in unison.

Zhang Yaohua nodded.

"Oh, you scared me to death." Zeng Lei climbed onto Zhang Yaohua's shoulder, like a very familiar friend. When he reacted, he quickly let go of Zhang Yaohua, looking very embarrassed, afraid that Zhang Yaohua would attack.

"Let's go to the house first. I'll go and compensate for some medicine first." Zhang Yaohua said.

Zhang Yaohua entered the room, held a bowl of water, and recited the formula: "Put a golden knife on the sycamore tree, and a silver knife on the sycamore tree. Pull the left and right, right and right, top and bottom, master, master, master, do not bleed, no blood, and no evil. When the disciples come here, they will eliminate the pain, swelling and cooling. I am the Supreme Lord, and I will follow the law and orders! I will follow the law!"

After a while, Zhang Yaohua walked out with a bowl of water, sprinkled some of the water in the bowl onto the old man's feet, and then handed the bowl to the old man, "drink it."

The old man also looked at Zhang Yaohua with some confusion. It was clearly a bowl of water. Where was the medicine? How could the medicine be colorless and transparent? And there was no smell of medicine at all.

However, the old man drank the water in the bowl in one gulp. He immediately felt a warm and strange thing flowing in his body and rushed directly into his legs.

"Huh? It's a little itchy!" the old man said in surprise.

His feet usually feel a slight pain, and a little force will make him feel pain. But just after drinking this bowl of water, the heat flow entered his legs, and the legs felt itchy.

Zeng Lei asked happily, "Old man, are your feet better?"

"Where is it so fast?" Zhang Yaohua smiled. This is to relieve pain, swelling and relieve cold talisman water, but to eliminate swelling and pain in the old man's legs. (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 17-01-10 11:24:14
Chapter completed!