Medical Sovereign

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Even after being cured by Ding Ning, Su Zhengnan was not very optimistic. He thought that Ding Ning might have used some kind of stimulation potential to keep the old man in a state of returning light, but it could not last for a few days.

It is normal for him to have such an idea. After all, the state of the father is too strange. The white hair is full of black ink, and the wrinkles and age spots on his face disappear into invisible, not to say that the water is smooth and smooth, but it is also full of red light. The skin is full of elasticity and vitality. If he has always witnessed his changes with him, he doubts whether Ding Ning is looking for someone to pretend to be his.

In a simple sentence, the old man is now rejuvenated. He is a warrior. Although he is seventy years old, he seems to be only in his early fifties.

But now the old man looks like a person in his forties, younger than him, which makes him not surprised.

Ding Ning sighed in his heart, I am afraid, the trouble is coming. When he was treating the father, he was afraid of such a situation, which made people mistakenly think that he had a good hand to rejuvenate the life of Shouyuan.

But in order to help his sister, he even knew that there would be such trouble, but he still chose to do so.

I immediately smiled and explained: "Su family, I must declare that there is no such thing as a life-changing medical skill in this world. I have no ability to rejuvenate. The old man can reach the present state because he lives in Shouyuan. Not finished..."

After listening to Ding Ning's explanation, Su Zhengnan suddenly realized that, "I said, how can there be such a reversed medical skill in this world."

Then I looked at Ding Ning seriously: "The treasure you use for your father must be precious."

"For me, the treasures are priceless."

Although Ding Ning is dying of pain in his heart, his face is lightly colored.

The light and light look of the cloud made Su Zhengnan look more and more like it, and his heart moved slightly, then smiled and said: "Do not worry, I can't let you suffer in vain. Father has collected a lot of good things these years, wait for the next He sent you two pieces."

Ding Ning did not take it for granted. The antique calligraphy and paintings collected by the old man may be worthless in other people's eyes, but in his eyes it is worthless.

When the two talked and talked, they soon came to the courtyard of the fourth courtyard, and the old man was playing a boxing method in the hospital.

Jiang Ruizheng stood by and watched them. When they saw them, they greeted them and smiled. "Nan Shu, Xiao Shen, you are here."

Su Zhengnan did not dare to neglect the life secretary of the old man. He smiled and introduced Ding Ning: "This is the life secretary of the father, Jiang Rui. You can call Jiang Shu."

"Jiang Shu, hello!"

Ding Ning seems to have gotten used to Su Zhengan talking to him like the elders, and smiled and shook hands with Jiang Rui.

In the eyes of Jiang Rui, there was a touch of color. Su Zhengnan was the owner of the house. In the outside, people rarely smiled at Suning, but it seemed that Ding Ning was a little unusual. It seemed to be more like the mode of getting along with the elders who loved the elders. This made him very surprised.

But when I thought that Ding Ning was the savior of the old man, Jiang Rui was somewhat relieved. Perhaps it was because of gratitude. The whole Su family, the most hoped that the old man was alive, was Su Zhengan’s father and daughter.

Holding Ding Ning's hand in both hands, I was grateful. "There was a lot of trouble in the past. I have always found a chance to thank you. Come and sit down. The old headmaster will have to exercise for a while before ending."

While talking, the guards pulled two chairs. After the two men sat down, they soaked the pot of tea and smiled and said: "This is the former Longjing’s collection of the former Longjing. He usually does not want to drink himself. This time, he specially let I took it out to entertain the little doctor."

"Haha, this is the best of the teas from the "18th in the Imperial Palace". I usually don't want to give my father a drink. Today is the light of a small doctor."

Su Zhengnan haha ​​laughed and teased.

Ding Ning smiled implicitly. He didn't have much research on tea, but because he loved to drink tea, he also knew a little about the allusions of the 18th.

Longjing tea has always been crowned with the top ten famous teas in China. Its reputation is not to be stated, and Longjingzhong is said to be the “18th front” of Emperor Qianlong’s royal family. It is naturally among the high-priced teas.

As far as he knows, the current annual output of Longjing's “Eight Eighteen Trees” is only two or two. The price cannot be measured by exact figures. This is not something that can be bought with money, but a symbol of status.

He knows that the status of Mr. Su is not ordinary, but in the end, he is really unclear. At this moment, because of this precious "18th front", he has a new understanding of the power status of the Su family.

Taking a sip of the teacup, a touch of bitter taste, quickly became a fragrant scent between the taste buds, even if Ding Ning's picky, I have to admit that this tea is also a well-deserved best in the world, sincerely Amazing: "Good tea!"

Seeing Ding Ning just to taste it, just take a sip and put down the cup. Jiang Ruiqi flashed a touch of color. When the old man is in a good mood, some distinguished guests are fortunate enough to taste, which one is not full of praise, can’t wait to pack the teapot Take away, but to Ding Ning here, but a cloud of light and light look, let him have a kind of invisible feeling.

Could it be that he usually does not drink tea at all, so he can't drink tea at all?

Also, his medical skills are more sophisticated, but he is only a young man in his early twenties. Nowadays, young people have long adapted to the fast-paced life and are more interested in exotic products such as coffee. Also in the reason.

Although understandable, but Jiang Rui is inexplicably a little disappointed in his heart, Ding Ning's magical medical skills before him let him subconsciously regard him as a high person, but now it seems to be just a common man.

In my mind, thinking about it, Jiang Rui couldn’t help but laugh a little. What happened to him? The little doctor is just a guest of Su’s family. How can he give such a high expectation to him? This is not the heart of his life secretary. .

Probably because of the great sorrow and joy of the father-in-law's life and death, plus the owner of the three gates personally came to visit the door to inquire about the news, he subconsciously imagined the savior of the father as a non-existing noble gentleman.

Ding Ning does not know his complicated thoughts. This tea is precious and fragrant, but in his opinion, it is not as good as the spiritual tea that he has fried with the herbaceous weeds. The silky spirit contained in it is not any ordinary tea. Can be compared.

Especially at this moment, all his attention is attracted by the actions of the old man, such as the tiger, sometimes like a deer, and sometimes like a bear.

As an excellent Chinese medicine practitioner, Ding Ning, a traditional guided health training method, is also one of his compulsory subjects.

Hua Tuo created the "Five Birds Play" on the basis of "Two Birds" ("Xiong Birds") in "Zhuangzi".

Its name and effect are recorded according to the "Han Han Shu Fang Zhuan Biography·Hua Chuan Chuan": "I have a technique, the name of the five birds: one tiger, two deer, three raccoons, four dragons, five owls. In order to remove the disease, and to benefit the hoof, to guide. The body is not happy, it is a bird's play, Yi and sweat out, because of the powder, the body is light and want to eat. Pu Shizhi, more than 90 years, eyes and ears Smart, teeth are strong."

However, the movements of the old man and the five-fowl play are not exactly the same. At first Ding Ning thought that he was not standardized, but after carefully reading it, he found that the changes contained in it were more abundant than the five-pong drama, which faintly coincided with the truth of the heavens and the earth, making the body more in line with the heavens and the earth. The law of nature.

This made him realize that why the old man of Su is already ninety-eight, and he still has not finished his life. I am afraid that it is a gift from the plausible boxing of this set and the five birds.

Su Zhengnan did not care, but found that Ding Ning looked at the relish, and could not help but look at the past, but also secretly how Nahan Dingning is so interested in the Wu Qin opera.

He used to see the old man playing this set of punches, but he always thought that it was a five-bird show. He didn't pay attention to it. But when he looked at it carefully, he looked more and more shocked. What kind of punch did the father play? At first glance, it looks like a five-bird show, but when you look closely, it is very different. Every trick is vivid.

Jiang Rui is not a warrior. He hasn't seen any famous things for many years. Su Zhengan himself is a warrior who is not low. Although he has not yet entered the guru, he is only one step away.

This look, he saw God, the image of the father in the eyes gradually began to blur, sometimes a huge ape monkey roared, sometimes the king of the beast licked the mountain forest, sometimes the giant eagle soared overlooking the celestial, sometimes white snake spit The letter is ready to go, sometimes the cranes dance with the wind, and sometimes the tsunami is proud of the sky...

Ding Ning looked so intoxicated, the whole person was integrated into it, and his mind was repeatedly broadcasted in the mind like a movie, and soon he remembered the whole set of boxing methods, and there was a faint combination of this boxing method and "The Wild" A feeling of magical connection.

In the eyes of Su Zhengnan and Jiang Ruiqi, Ding Ning stood up unconsciously, and closed his eyes to the hollow of the courtyard. If you forget me, you will start to punch according to the slow memory in your mind.

He sometimes thinks and squints, sometimes quietly as a virgin, sometimes moving away from rabbits, sometimes violently vacated, sometimes tigers swaying...

Even Jiang Rui, an ordinary person, can see at the moment that a lively and vivid animal is vividly presented in front of his eyes, making him feel relaxed and happy, as if he is in nature.

Su Zhengnan's face is different, with his martial arts literacy, how can't see Ding Ning not only learn the master's boxing method, but also constantly correct the mistakes, and create another set of more advanced boxing.

The old man didn't know when he had stopped practicing boxing. He took the towel that Jiang Rui handed over and wiped the sweat on his forehead. He looked at Ding Ning's forgetfulness and kept on studying.

"The little **** doctor is amazingly savvy, and even the old man has been practicing the boxing society that he could not fully understand for a lifetime. He has also improved it. It is really a genius. It is also my lucky star. I am afraid I will break through soon."

The old man sincerely admired that although he was not high-level, he only had darkness and realm, but his mood was already fascinated by the great horror between life and death, and he entered a higher level.

This set of boxing methods has been practiced for decades. In the eyes, he has already surpassed Su Zhengnan far away, and his body faintly exudes a kind of light and dusty atmosphere.

"Congratulations to Dad."

Su Zhengnan looked at the old man with a strange look. He always felt that there seemed to be some unknown change in his body, and he became more uncertain and closer to nature.

The old man took the teacup and forgot to drink. He watched Ding Ning's constant change of punches in his eyes, and his eyes were indefinite, and he even gave birth to a sense of ignorance.

It turns out that there are still a lot of places where he is practicing the boxing method. Many movements have their own shape and do not have their own gods. They just can't see it with his martial arts.