The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

Sitting cross-legged in the forest, Zhang Dong had a whim, now that he is so powerful, how much does he rank among the current strong living people?

He immediately said in his heart: "Monitor, create a list of living strong people, and list all the strong people with an internal energy value of more than [-]."

A list of living strongmen appeared on the virtual screen in Zhang Dong's mind in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Dong was ranked No. 870. The strange thing is that the materials and videos of those strong men ranked above Zhang Dong were not displayed. come out.

Zhang Dong was stunned and asked, "What's going on?"

"In order to protect you, you can't inquire about those strong men whose force value exceeds yours." The monitor explained.

"Protect me?" Zhang Dong said with a strange expression on his face, "To be able to inquire is to protect me, right?"

"You are not allowed to inquire about those strong men who have surpassed you. I am worried that you will challenge them and fail to be killed. Of course, once you have to confront them, you can of course inquire at that time." The monitor replied.

Zhang Dong nodded with a wry smile, expressing his understanding.

Even so, he still got some information based on the list of the dead and the living strong: There are currently 870 people on Earth who are stronger than him, but none of them has a force value of more than [-]. It is not too much for him to surpass these people difficult.

On this day, he taught his younger sister Zhang Huan the cultivation method of Li Shan's old mother, who ranked seventh on the list of dead people's strongmen, the Jade Goddess Kungfu. I have already missed the best age for practicing internal skills, so I can't make her a peerless master, but it can slow down the aging of her face, and it can also prevent her from suffering from all kinds of diseases. Of course, she can also deal with dozens of ordinary people.

Zhang Huan is very happy, not because she can become a martial arts master, but because of the beauty of this exercise.

Zhang Dong also taught Zhang Sanfeng's Tai Chi magic skill to his parents. Although they could no longer cultivate their internal strength, they were able to prolong their lives and stay healthy with this magic skill.

Of course, he told them not to teach the exercises to anyone.

After doing this, Zhang Dong began to think about transplanting his memory again. After transplanting Jiang Shan's life experience, it has been two months since he could transplant again.

But who's surveillance video should be transplanted?

doctor?

hacker?

chef?

the scientist?

Calligrapher?

painter?

Stock speculator?

After thinking about it for a long time, he felt that medical skills are the best choice at present. If he can become a genius doctor, he can not only accumulate a lot of wealth, but also improve his status, and even have certain privileges.

He came to the Taijiquan gym with great interest, entered the secret room, and sat cross-legged.Say in your heart: "Monitor, create a list of miracle doctors, and rank the hundred miracle doctors in the history of the earth according to their medical skills."

In less than a moment, a list of genius doctors was established.

The number one ranked is not Li Shizhen, not Sun Simiao, not even Hua Tuo, but a field doctor named Liu Yizhao, with a force value of 350, born in the Ming Dynasty, and lived for more than 150 years. He has read all the medical classics in his life , and brought forth the new, created a method of acupuncture and moxibustion, only one needle, and then healed with internal force, which can almost cure a disease, so powerful that it makes people stunned. Often people are not completely cured, but they have to be reserved.

He also has a strange rule, that is, to treat a patient who is almost mortal every month, and there is no way to do this rule, because treating a patient requires his internal energy.

It's a pity that Liu Yizhao was worried that his unique skills would fall into the hands of others, so he didn't accept apprentices, and only passed on his unique skills to his descendants. Unfortunately, all his descendants were killed in the war, and the precious medical skills were lost.

Zhang Dong was overjoyed and said, "The monitor, transplant the surveillance video of this person's life into my mind, and I want to learn medical skills."

The monitor started the transplant as promised.

Since Liu Yizhao's experience was not too complicated, after a day and a night, Zhang Dong walked out of the underground secret room with more confidence on his face. Now he is a real miracle doctor, not much different from Liu Yizhao.

He went to buy a standard silver needle, more than a foot long, and then came to his aunt's house.

Zhang Dong's aunt is over 40 years old. His uncle suffered from cerebral thrombosis five years ago and has been paralyzed in bed. He has seen countless doctors and taken countless expensive medicines. curative effect.

Zhang Dong spent most of his youth at his aunt's house. After all, his aunt's house was relatively rich and only seven or eight miles away from his house. The gluttonous Zhang Dong naturally liked to stay at his aunt's house.

Seeing Zhang Dong coming, my aunt was full of surprises. This is her favorite and proud nephew, who is now the number one student in the college entrance examination.

She was about to get ready for lunch, beaming.

Zhang Dong stopped her and said, "How is uncle?"

The aunt's face immediately became sad, and she choked up and said, "It's still the same, paralyzed in bed, unable to take care of itself, taking medicine every day, but it has no effect. I guess I will die soon."

In the past five years, she has endured too much torture, and countless hopes have turned into disappointments.

Zhang Dong was silent, accompanied by his aunt to the room, only to see that his uncle lying on the bed was as thin as dry wood, curled into a ball, his hands and feet were stiff, his eyes were dull, and he no longer had any expectations for life.

Seeing Zhang Dong, his eyes lighted up slightly, and then was replaced by death, his mouth murmured, but he couldn't speak.

Zhang Dong held his pulse, examined it carefully for a moment, raised his head, and said to his aunt who was standing sadly aside: "Auntie, I learned a method of acupuncture and moxibustion from an ancient book, which is sure to heal my uncle. Now I want to treat him, it will take an hour, you guard the door and don't let anyone in."

"Really?" Unlimited surprises appeared on the aunt's face.

"It's as unbelievable as it is that I was admitted as the No. [-] scholar in the college entrance examination, but it is indeed true." Zhang Dong said solemnly.

"Okay, let's do it." Although my aunt didn't quite believe it, she remembered that Zhang Dong was admitted to the first place in the college entrance examination with the lowest grades in the school. It may not be impossible to create a miracle again. Besides, her husband is terminally ill. At worst, he is dead. , why not try?

She backed out of the door and closed it, standing in front of the door like a door god, her eyes were full of expectation, and her heart was full of anxiety.

Zhang Dong looked at his uncle with burning eyes, and said: "Uncle, I know you can still hear me, I will treat you later, it hurts a bit, you have to be patient, don't move, if you do it, after an hour, Your disease will disappear and you will become a healthy person."

The uncle's eyes were filled with multicolored light, obviously Zhang Dong's words ignited his desire for life!

Zhang Dong took out the silver needle from his bag, sat cross-legged on the bed, shook his hand, and the silver needle pierced his uncle's Tanzhong acupoint.

He mobilized the inner qi in his dantian, and according to Liu Yizhao's secret method, injected it into his uncle's body, began to dredge the meridians all over his body, and finally entered his uncle's brain, and permeated through countless capillaries.

Zhang Dong was sweating profusely and felt very strenuous. His uncle's health was too bad and he had almost lost his life force. Fortunately, he had deep internal strength, with a force value of [-] points, which was only a few dozen points less than Liu Yizhao at his peak. .

My uncle gradually changed, his dry skin became rosy and shiny, his hands and feet gradually stretched, his mind gradually became clear, and endless surprises appeared on his face, because he felt a force of life permeating his body, and he was numb in the past. The uncontrollable body also has a feeling...

Could it be that my nephew really has the power to recover from my terminal illness?

An hour finally passed.

Zhang Dong pulled out the silver needle abruptly, examined his uncle carefully, and found that his complexion was good, his breathing was even, and he was no different from a healthy person, except that he was as thin as dry wood.

After feeling the pulse for a while, he found that everything was normal. He was overjoyed. Liu Yizhao was indeed worthy of being the number one miracle doctor in history. He didn't need to take medicine, and he could bring the dead back to life with just one injection. He could learn this kind of medical skill. How lucky?And if this kind of medical skill is not recorded by the monitor, it will definitely be lost. What a huge loss this is?

He couldn't help being extremely grateful for the monitor.

"I, I seem to be fine." Uncle stammered.

"Yes, you are indeed well, you can get up now." Zhang Dong encouraged.

"Really?" Uncle trembled all over, turned over and got up, jumped out of bed, and laughed wildly: "Haha, haha, I, Zhao Xiaoyue, have come back to life."

Zhang Dong smiled and pulled the door over.

The aunt guarding the gate immediately looked in, and when she saw such a scene, she was dumbfounded and dumbfounded, as if falling into a dream, but the surprise on her face had already bloomed.

"Honey, I'm fine, I'm really all fine, and Xiaodong also said that I'm a healthy person." Uncle walked out excitedly, and said affectionately, "It's been hard for you for the past five years, don't worry, I I must treat you a hundred times better, I must work hard to make the family rich again, I must let you live a good life, and make up for the debts of the past five years."

"woooo~"

The tears in my aunt's eyes fell like broken pearls, one after another, these are tears of joy, these are tears of happiness, life finally has hope, life finally has hope, the gray sky Instantly becomes colorful.

Zhang Dong prescribed a few prescriptions for recuperation. After a week of recuperation, my uncle gradually gained some muscle, and he was no longer like dry wood. He was full of energy, spoke loudly, and was full of optimism about life.

My uncle and aunt are grateful to Zhang Dong, and my uncle's parents and brothers are also full of joy. The aunt's house is full of people every day, and laughter fills the hut that used to be as dead as a tomb.

Zhang Dong himself also felt an indescribable joy and joy, and truly experienced the joy of being a miracle doctor who brought the dead back to life.

In the following days, he quietly waited for the arrival of the school start date. Of course, he was cultivating while waiting. Organize ancient cultivation methods.