At this moment, Liu Dajun wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
After all, there is Wang Gensheng in the middle.
Unexpectedly, Song Xiaokai's fist was already pinched by Wang Gensheng.
"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts..."
Song Xiaokai started to tremble all over, and cold sweat fell from his forehead.
"Do you still know it hurts?" Wang Gensheng asked with a smile.
Song Xiaokai's voice trembled and trembled: "Master, save me, my hand is about to be broken."
Liu Dajun's face was full of shame. Not to mention his broken hand at this moment, even if Song Xiaokai's life was lost, he didn't have the courage to stop it.
"You deserve it if you break it. A guy like you who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors should be punished like this." Wang Gensheng said with a sneer.
"Gensheng, I think it's better to forget it. Your grandma Zhang is still seriously ill!" Grandpa Zhang said with a sigh.
Wang Gensheng patted his head and glared at Song Xiaokai: "If Grandpa Zhang hadn't begged for mercy, I wouldn't have spared you."
Song Xiaokai nodded repeatedly. As soon as Wang Gensheng let go of him, he ran away.
Clinker Wang Gensheng scolded again in a cold voice: "Where are you going? Just stay here."
Song Xiaokai was so frightened that Wang Gensheng was going to cause trouble for him again later, right?
Several villagers looked at Wang Gensheng in surprise, wondering how Wang Gensheng treated Grandma Zhang.
From beginning to end, Wang Gensheng never came to Grandma Zhang.
Instead, he smiled and said to Grandpa Zhang: "Grandpa Zhang, do you have any silk thread at home?"
Oh my god, is this a cure?
Why do you need silk thread? You need to treat wool?
"We only have wool at home." Grandpa Zhang replied quickly.
"Wool is fine, too," Wang Gensheng replied.
When others treat diseases, they either feel the pulse or ask questions, but Wang Gensheng does not follow the routine.
"division……"
Liu Dajun asked cautiously, does the young master want wool to knit a sweater?
"Stop talking, I don't know what you learned in the past ten years or so, just stay here and stay there." Wang Gensheng scolded him coldly.
Liu Dajun immediately shut up. He didn't dare to disobey whatever Wang Gensheng asked him to do.
Grandpa Zhang brought a ball of wool and handed it to Wang Gensheng, but his eyes were full of doubts.
Wang Gensheng untied the thread, handed it to Grandpa Zhang, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Zhang, tie the thread to the pulse point of Grandma Zhang's wrist. I want to take Grandma Zhang's pulse."
Song Xiaokai almost laughed. Is Wang Gensheng taking his pulse?
Why does it feel like he is trying to act like a monkey?
However, he didn't dare to laugh. If he laughed again, even if Wang Gensheng didn't whip him, his master Liu Dajun would whip him.
Grandpa Zhang doubtfully walked to the upper edge of the bedroom and tied one end of the wool to the pulse point of Grandma Zhang's left wrist.
Wang Gensheng held the other end of the wool with one hand and stretched the wool tightly.
Not only that, he also put wool to his ears.
The other hand, however, gently moved the wool.
The wool made a thumping sound, as if playing a piano string.
"Gensheng baby, what are you doing?" Grandpa Zhang looked at Wang Gensheng doubtfully and asked softly.
"Grandpa Zhang, I'm listening to Grandma Zhang's illness." Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
Poof!
Song Xiaokai couldn't help it anymore and laughed: "I finally understand, you are a joke sent by Monkey King to make fun of you. There is no one in the area of dozens of kilometers who doesn't know my master's reputation. In my opinion, you
It’s just a little brute force.”
"Really? From now on, your master will never have an apprentice like you again." Wang Gensheng looked back and said with a smile.
"Whether the master accepts a disciple or not, does it have anything to do with you?" Song Xiaokai asked coldly.
"Do you also want wool? I'll get it for you." Grandpa Zhang said hurriedly.
"Grandpa Zhang, what's the use of giving him wool? He can't knit sweaters. It's too thin to hang him, so don't pay attention to him." Wang Gensheng said with a smile again.
"well……"
Grandpa Zhang could only sigh.
Wang Gensheng used a piece of wool to feel Grandma Zhang's pulse, which originally had a provenance.
This method is called Xuansi Pulse Control.
But now I can't find silk thread, so I have to use wool instead.
Wool thread is thicker than silk thread. In addition, there are tiny threads protruding from it, which invisibly increases the difficulty.
As the saying goes, insiders watch the door and laymen watch the excitement.
At this moment, Liu Dajun was stunned.
Why didn't the masters and grandfathers teach it to me when I was on the mountain?
About ten minutes later, Wang Gensheng put away the wool and showed a serious expression.
"Gensheng baby, how is your grandma Zhang?" Grandpa Zhang looked at Wang Gensheng, looking very anxious.
Wang Gensheng did not answer, but turned to look at Liu Dajun: "Doctor Liu, what medicine did you give Grandma Zhang?"
Liu Dajun trembled again and quickly took out a piece of white paper from his body with the prescription he prescribed on it.
Unexpectedly, Song Xiaokai grabbed it and said loudly: "You just scolded my master for having water in his head. I think you are the one."
"Shut up, he didn't scold me for having water in my head." Liu Dajun reprimanded angrily.
"Master, why can't you hear it? He just said that when you shake your head, you can hear the roar of the Yangtze River. Isn't this clear about you?
Don't be afraid of him. With his apprentice here, it's not his turn to be rampant." Song Xiaokai was filled with indignation, his face full of anger.
"Haha, I didn't expect that your master's qualifications are not very good. The apprentice you taught is still very smart. Stay aside for now. I will ask you something later." Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
"Haha, who cares? I will ask you for questions later!" Song Xiaokai retorted, reluctantly.
Liu Dajun couldn't laugh or cry. Song Xiaokai actually dared to say such rebellious words. He was simply bullying his master and destroying his ancestors!
"Dr. Liu, actually I don't need to read the prescription. You know what medicine you prescribed for Grandma Zhang. Firstly, you are worried that Grandma Zhang has no money. If the treatment is not good and she cannot afford your medicine, secondly, you also
There is no guarantee that it can be cured. Grandma Zhang is so old.
If you give her the medicine of tiger and wolf, will her body be able to bear it?" Wang Gensheng scolded in a cold voice.
Liu Dajun was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat again. This young uncle was so amazing that he knew the prescription he prescribed with just a piece of wool.
"No, I saw that Grandma Zhang was infected with wind and cold and the evil spirits were invading, so I gave her some stronger medicine. Who knew that after Grandma Zhang sweated all over, her body collapsed. I, I..." Liu Dajun sat down on the ground.
It's like mourning an heir.
"Liu Dajun, you really can't stick to the wall. In the past, Zhao Kuo still knew how to talk on paper, but you can't talk on paper anymore. Do you want to throw it into the furnace to make a fire?" Wang Gensheng said with a smile.
Several villagers were stunned when they heard this. How old was Wang Gensheng? They scolded Liu Dajun, just like a teacher lecturing a student.
"I will definitely remember your teachings." Liu Dajun didn't refute anything, just nodded repeatedly.