The next day, when Teacher Zhang went to his original class with a sneer to meet his classmates, he attracted many people to watch.
No one believed that he was the slender and sickly sneer from a year ago, and everyone thought that Teacher Zhang was joking with them.
Only his close friend Li Rui was the most familiar with him, and he vaguely smelled a hint of Sneer Tian from his facial features, accent, and his behavior.
He circled the sneer a few times comically, like a hunting dog sniffing the scent of its prey, and suddenly asked: "What is my name? What building and dormitory number do I live in?"
Sneered Tian was angry and funny, and teased: "Your name is Li Wangwang, also known as Li Laifu, and you live in the kennel in the guard room!"
"Be serious!"
Li Rui looked at his face seriously again and continued to ask: "What is the name of our football team?"
"The sky is on fire!"
"Which team did our football team fight? Who won?"
"I had a fight with the football team of the Institute of Physical Education and I was injured. You became a deserter. When you returned to the dormitory, you boasted that you had to kill three of them before leaving!"
Li Rui blushed rarely, and said with a smile: "Passed the test! Although your last answer is not consistent with the facts, it should be a genuine sneer!"
After saying this, he suddenly rushed forward, put his arms around Leng Xiaotian's waist with a bear hug, and said in a choked voice: "Brother, you are back! You miss me so much!"
Lengxiaotian also felt his eyes welling up, caressing the back of this die-hard brother, and said emotionally: "I miss you, too, and my classmates!"
There was a round of warm applause around me. Someone came over to pick up the suitcase for Lengxiaotian and took him to his new dormitory.
In the dormitory, when Leng Xiaotian opened the huge suitcase to sort out his clothes, Li Rui saw at a glance that the bottom layer of his suitcase was covered with a layer of cotton, with some small glass bottles neatly placed on top, all tightly covered.
In fact, he couldn't help but asked strangely: "What is this? Brother, don't tell me: After a year of not seeing each other, you have become Li Meiting in "Fortress Besieged", learning his method and bringing medicine from your hometown to school.
Sell it!”
Sneered Tian smiled and said: "Am I such a disgusting person? These things are treasures. Don't pry about them yet, and I won't tell you. You will know when these treasures come into play!"
It turned out that Leng Xiaotian felt that the medicated wine in the cave did have miraculous effects in curing diseases and replenishing the body, so he brought dozens of bottles over in small glass bottles. On the one hand, he needed to drink some when he continued to practice, and on the other hand, in case anyone got the disease.
Disease, this wine might also be used as a panacea.
After lunch, Teacher Zhang came to the dormitory to find Leng Xiaotian and took him to an antique alley on Changning Street and entered a courtyard planted with flowers and plants.
It was quiet inside the courtyard. A middle-aged woman who looked like a nanny came out and took them to the east wing. She knocked on the door and went in. They saw a tall middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a faint dignified look between his eyebrows practicing with brushstrokes and splashing ink.
calligraphy.
Seeing them entering, the middle-aged man nodded casually to Teacher Zhang, and then looked at Leng Xiaotian. Seeing that he was so young, he frowned slightly, obviously a little disappointed.
But soon, he adjusted his disappointed mood, put on a friendly smile on his face, and asked kindly: "Are you Xiao Leng? Welcome! I heard from Zhang Jin that you practice Qigong well, and you are also good at practicing Qigong."
It can cure diseases, right?"
Leng Xiaotian replied a little cautiously: "I have practiced Qigong for several years, but except for giving Teacher Zhang a massage once, I have never treated anyone."
The middle-aged man once again had a disappointed expression on his face, which he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.
Teacher Zhang observed his words and saw that he was very dissatisfied with his recommendation, so he hurriedly interjected: "Uncle, let Xiao Leng give it a try. Anyway, qigong is always beneficial and harmless. Besides, chronic diseases like yours
, I have taken so many medicines to no avail, maybe another method will be effective."
Only then did Leng Xiaotian realize that this middle-aged man turned out to be Teacher Zhang's uncle.
The middle-aged man smiled calmly, nodded and said, "Since you're here, let's give it a try."
With that said, he walked out from behind the desk.
As soon as Lengxiaotian saw the way he walked, he knew that his disease must be in his legs. Because he saw that although the middle-aged man tried his best to maintain a normal pace, he still had a slight limp, a bit like Uncle Zhao in the sketch "Selling Crutches"
The way a cripple walks.
Sure enough, Teacher Zhang said: "Xiao Leng, my uncle's surname is Du, you call him Uncle Du. His disease is a strange rheumatism. Not only the joints of the hands and feet are swollen and painful, but also the various organs are damaged. Treatment
After more than half a year, although the disease is barely under control, it cannot be eradicated. You can try to treat it with Qigong to see if you can open the lesions and activate the joint repair ability."
Sneered Tian nodded and said to the middle-aged man: "Uncle Du, lie down on the sofa and I will give it a try."
The middle-aged man didn't talk much. He lay down on the sofa as he was told and rolled up his pants, exposing his knees that were as swollen as white-faced steamed buns.
Lengxiaotian was just like when he was treating Teacher Zhang yesterday, he first let his energy sink in his Dantian, and when the heat came out from his palms, he pressed his two palms on the calf points of the middle-aged man's left and right knees, and then used
Use your mind to inject Qi into the acupuncture points.
The moment the zhenqi was poured in, the middle-aged man's knees jumped like a conditioned reflex. Then, he felt as if countless hot thin needles had penetrated into his knees, constantly piercing the muscles and nerves.
But there was no pain, just a little itching.
After Lengxiaotian treated him for a quarter of an hour, he asked: "Uncle Du, do you feel anything?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Yes. Xiao Leng, I didn't expect that you have such deep skills at such a young age! I have also found a few people who have practiced Qigong to give me massages, but I never felt anything. Xiao Leng is good
."
At this time, a middle-aged woman who was still charming walked into the study and saw the situation in the room. She was a little surprised and asked: "Old Du, what's going on? Who introduced you to the qigong master again? I told you
, Today’s qigong masters are all liars, none of them have real skills. They asked you to lie down in the hospital for treatment, but you refused to listen! This time it’s better, they all brought people home.”
After saying that, he glared at Teacher Zhang and asked dissatisfiedly: "Zhang Jin, did you introduce this young boy to your uncle? He is so young and started practicing kung fu from his mother's womb. How much skill can he develop? You can't do it either.
Really."
Seeing her nagging and scolding, Sneer Tian removed his hand from the middle-aged man's knee, turned around and said with a smile: "Auntie, I am not a liar. I am a student of Teacher Zhang. I have practiced Qigong for several years. Today
I came here to try it and see if it works."
The middle-aged man's knees were filled with Leng Xiaotian's true energy, which made him feel numb and itchy. He felt very comfortable. Leng Xiaotian suddenly pulled his hand, and the true energy disappeared without a trace. The knees also seemed to be suddenly empty, and the middle-aged man felt very comfortable.
The feeling of comfort disappeared instantly.
He turned over and sat up, looked at the middle-aged woman, and said angrily: "What are you talking about? Without investigation, you have no right to speak. How do you know that Xiao Leng has no real skills? Let me tell you: you found the right person this time.
.You go and arrange for Sister Wu to prepare the meal, add two more good dishes, and Xiao Leng and Zhang Jin will have a light meal at home later."
After saying that, he got off the sofa and tried to take two steps. He felt that the pain in his knees was no longer as painful as before, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
The middle-aged woman also noticed the changes in his walking. She stared at Lengxiaotian in surprise and suddenly said: "Hearing with ears is worse than seeing with eyes. Well, I just have a headache today. Xiao Leng, please give me a massage. I will also Let’s try the effect.”
For Leng Xiaotian, a minor headache should be easily cured, so he readily agreed to her request.
The middle-aged woman was sitting on a stool, standing behind him with a sneer, her palms pressed against her temples. As the Qi circulated, the middle-aged woman's head tilted involuntarily, and then she closed her eyes and realized
After a while, an expression of comfort and enjoyment gradually appeared on his face.
After Leng Xiaotian released her palm, she jumped up from the stool, shook her head, and exclaimed in surprise: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore! Lao Du, Xiao Leng does have real skills, yours
The disease is hopefully cured."
As he spoke, he walked up to Lengxiaotian, put his arm around his shoulder, and said affectionately: "Xiao Leng, I will have dinner at auntie's house today. Later, auntie will cook in person and cook some good dishes for you. However, starting from tomorrow
, you have to come to my house often, I have to trouble you to continue to treat Lao Du's illness."
Seeing that she spoke quickly and was obviously a person with little wealth, Lengxiaotian also smiled and said: "Thank you, Auntie. Uncle Du's disease is a chronic disease and has been lingering for a long time. It is difficult to eradicate it all at once. Don't worry, I will definitely do it."
I come here often. I try my best. If it doesn’t work, please don’t take offense to Uncle Du and Auntie Du.”
The middle-aged man saw that he spoke politely and looked talented. He nodded with appreciation and said, "I will trouble you later. As for whether my disease can be cured well, don't take it too seriously. Just do your best."
After dinner, Lengxiaotian and Teacher Zhang said goodbye to leave. The middle-aged woman hurriedly took out a bulging envelope from the bedroom and forced it into Lengxiaotian's arms.
Lengxiaotian was startled, quickly stepped away and said, "Auntie, don't be like this. I'm still a student, I don't rely on this to make a living."
After saying that, no matter how she explained, she turned around and ran out of the yard quickly.
On the way back, Leng Xiaotian couldn't help but ask Teacher Zhang: "What does Uncle Du do?"
Teacher Zhang glanced at him and said: "It's okay to tell you: he is my cousin, his name is Du Yuan. He used to be the secretary of a national leader. If it weren't for his illness, he would have been a secretary in a certain province by now.
The top leader."
Next, Teacher Zhang introduced Du Yuan's situation to Leng Xiaotian in detail.