Peach Luck Shuangxiu

Chapter 18

Zhou Lang is a medical student, and his mind is relatively careful. He thought about what happened before, and he probably understood what was going on, and said loudly: "Old General Qin and Zen Master Fang Zhi, I am not a killer. You two are overthinking."

"You...you didn't come to assassinate Mr. Qin?"

Except for Zhao Xiaorou, everyone showed surprise on their faces, Chan Master Fang Zhi asked in disbelief, his expression still nervous.

"I've seen old general Qin on TV and in newspapers. The old general is one of the people I respect the most. How could he assassinate old Qin?" Zhou Lang said with a smile: "Master Zen, don't label me casually. I can bear it." Sorry."

"Could it be a mistake? But we got the information that Dongpu's killer knew that Mr. Qin was here, so he sent a top killer to assassinate him."

The four men who had been knocked into the air by Zhou Lang before all stood up at this time, and the leader was dubious, Zhou Lang didn't intend to hurt anyone before, so they were fine.

No wonder Mr. Qin's subordinates were facing a formidable enemy. After hearing this, Zhou Lang fully understood what was going on

"Little brother, if you were a killer, no one would be able to stop you. My head must have been taken off by you long ago. Why bother talking so much nonsense to us."

Old General Qin who was sitting in the wheelchair laughed, needless to say he believed what Qin Tian said.

"Old General Qin Mingjian, I really came here to play with my friends."

Zhou Lang also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was a little curious. A few years ago, he saw on TV that the old general Qin Jingyu was still walking like a dragon and a tiger. How could the old general be in a wheelchair in just a few years? He is a "famous master" and a well-known master in the army. Even if he is over ninety years old, he should be very tough.

"Benefactor, I was too nervous, so I let the old Qin's guards attack you, offending you." The old monk Fang Zhi put his hands together and said: "If the benefactor doesn't mind, please come into the temple to talk."

The old general Qin Jingyu was the founding general of China from West Yunnan Province. When the Dongying people invaded West Yunnan massively, he led his subordinates to defend and killed the Dongying people.

It is said that in a hand-to-hand combat, he single-handedly hacked a 50-man team of the Dongying people under the situation of isolation and helplessness. Therefore, his prestige among the people in Western Yunnan Province is very high, although the incident has passed dozens of times. Years, but no one does not remember his exploits.

It was a history of blood and fire. Zhou Lang naturally admired such an iron-blooded general, so he nodded and led Zhao Xiaorou into the temple together.

"Little brother, please sit down, little girl. I don't know your names yet." After entering the temple, Old Qin said politely. He is a dignified founding general, but he has no airs. He is very polite to Zhou Lang and Zhao Xiaorou.

"Next Zhou Lang, her name is Zhao Xiaorou." Zhou Lang sat down and said: "The old general is a senior whom I admire, and you call me little brother, it really upsets me."

"Brother Zhou, I have a high rank in the military, and you have a high level of cultivation. Why not call yourself a brother?" Elder Qin waved his hands and said with a smile: "There are countless generals in China, but those who become monks at a young age are probably rare. ?”

After Old General Qin said this, Zhou Lang didn't say anything more, and instead asked: "Is this the old general who has returned to his hometown with honor?"

"I'm still serving as a consultant in the army now, how can I retire and return to my hometown to rest? It's not because of this leg disease that I came to Feiyun Temple to ask Zen Master Fang Zhi for treatment."

Old General Qin sighed, obviously, this leg disease has troubled him for quite some time.

"Then I don't know if Zen Master Fang Zhi has a cure?" Zhou Lang looked at Zen Master Fang Zhi and said.

Zen Master Fang Zhi's two apprentices and Qin Lao's four guards were guarding outside the temple. Only Zen Master Fang Zhi and a young man pushing a wheelchair for Qin Lao were inside the temple.

"The old monk's medical skills are limited, and his cultivation is not deep enough, so he is a little helpless." Chan Master Fang Zhi said.

"Why don't you let me show the old general about the leg problem?"

Zhou Lang respected the old General Qin, so he took the initiative to say that now he has learned all the medical skills recorded in the "Shuangxiu Collection", and he is a rare genius doctor in the world.

Sometimes the fate of life is really unpredictable. A few days ago, he was an ordinary college student who could be humiliated at will, but now, he is already a monk and an expert.

"Brother Wolf, do you still know medicine?"

Old General Qin and Zen Master Fang Zhi hadn't spoken yet, but Zhao Xiaorou spoke in surprise.

If Zhou Lang rescued her under Duan Xiaohu's men, and when he folded a steel pipe in Weige KTV, she was not too shocked, but Zhou Lang and Zen Master Fang Zhi had already shocked her before. , because Zen Master Fang Zhi pointed out the fact that Zhou Lang is a monk, it seems that she is not an ordinary girl, she knows what the word "monk" means.

"Just a little understanding." Zhou Lang smiled and said, "You forgot that I am a medical student."

"Where does Master Zhou get a job?" Chan Master Fang Zhi asked.

"I'm currently a third-year student majoring in clinical medicine at the Medical College of Western Dianxi University." Zhou Lang answered truthfully.

"There are so many genius doctors in Kyoto who can't do anything about my grandfather's leg disease. Even Zen Master Fang Zhi's medical skills can't find a way to save him. Zhou Lang, can you do it?"

The young man who pushed the wheelchair for Old General Qin said that this man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a steady momentum, and he looked like a general, but his words were full of disbelief towards Zhou Lang.

"Stop being rude." Old General Qin immediately reprimanded the young man, and then said to Zhou Lang: "Little brother, his name is Qin Pojun, and he is my only grandson. Young people don't understand things, so please don't blame them. I will ask my little brother to help me take a look at my leg."

If it wasn't for Zhou Lang's strong cultivation before, he, a young man from a medical school, wanted to treat a veteran general who founded the country. I am afraid that no matter how good his medical skills are, he would have no chance, because no one would believe that now Qin Pojun Doubt his medical attainments, that is because he is too young.

"The old general is serious."

Zhou Lang got up, came to Old General Qin, and rolled up his trouser legs.

Immediately, Zhou Lang saw a shocking scene. The old general's legs were thin and severely atrophied. No wonder he could only sit in a wheelchair.

"Old general, how long has your leg been sick?" Zhou Lang asked after careful observation.

"My leg was injured in the war back then, and it hurt when it was rainy. But at that time, I was busy with military affairs and didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't expect that my leg disease became serious three years ago, and it became like this." Old General Qin sighed.

The medical skills in the "Shuangxiu Treasure Book" flashed through Zhou Lang's mind one by one. After a little thought, Zhou Lang said to Zen Master Fang Zhi: "Zen Master, do you have silver needles for acupuncture?"

"Chan Master Fang Zhi has already tried acupuncture and moxibustion," Qin Pojun said.

"Each has its own way, so it's okay to try again." Zhou Lang said with a smile.

Zen Master Fang Zhi didn't say anything, and went to his meditation room to get a box of silver needles in an antique wooden box.

"Old General Qin, I'm about to give an injection."

Zhou Lang took out nine silver needles of different lengths and said, holding the silver needles in his hand, he felt no strangeness at all, he was already a monk, although he only studied medical skills for one night in the ancestral copper coin "Qiankun Palace" , but he already knows everything recorded in the "Shuangxiu Collection".

Old General Qin nodded, and Zhou Lang moved.

His slightly delicate hands were so fast that even the people around were a little dazzled. In less than a second, nine silver needles had been inserted into the nine acupuncture points on Old General Qin's right leg.

"Nine-turn soul-returning acupuncture!"

Zen Master Fang Zhi, who was already seventy years old, exclaimed.