Village Doctor's Magic Hands

In the room, Longling personally brought the boiled tea to Zhao Sanjin, and then slowly tasted it. I don't know why. For a person who loves tea, he can make his mind thorough every time he tastes tea, as if he was rendered by that relaxed and happy feeling.

"Isn't there anything different about the old man's body?" looking at Zhao Sanjin, who has been holding the old man's pulse and hasn't loosened, Longling still asked with some uneasy questions.

"Everything is normal!" Zhao Sankin smiled and gave Longling a reassuring look.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Zhao Sanjin just checked the pulse of old man long, but Zhao Sanjin himself knew that he was constantly instilling Xuanjin into old man long's body. Although it seemed that Zhao Sanjin didn't instill Xuanjin with the endurance of old man long's body, But there is still a trickle of mysterious strength entering the Dragon Master's body.

"Give your grandpa a call!" Longling took a look at the mobile phone on Zhao Sanjin's desk and said with a bitter smile.

Zhao Sanjin, who had this intention, did not hesitate and directly dialed the phone. This time, the phone got through, and soon, after the phone buzzed, an old voice came first: "Sanjin, where are you?"

"What?" Zhao Sanjin, who wanted to ask about the location of the last two of the thirteen lethal needles, was suddenly stunned. He asked with some confidence: "Grandpa, are you coming to Yanjing?"

"Would I have come if you hadn't met something difficult?" at the end of the phone, the old voice scolded Zhao Sanjin, but it made Zhao Sanjin feel warm.

It turned out that Grandpa Zhang had heard something wrong with Zhao Sanjin's tone on the phone. In combination, Zhao Sanjin belongs to the kind of person who doesn't go to the Sanbao hall without anything on weekdays. As soon as this phone call comes, it's naturally something.

Therefore, without telling Zhao Sanjin, Grandpa Zhang quietly flew to Yanjing alone.

"Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up right away!" Zhao Sanjin was so excited that his eyes were even wrapped with crystal tears. He was really sorry to think that he had added so much trouble to Grandpa Zhang since he knew him.

Zhao Sanjin is not Grandpa Zhang's grandson, but in Zhao Sanjin's opinion, Grandpa Zhang treats himself much better than his grandson.

"Where can I be? It must be the exit of the airport." Grandpa Zhang said with a bitter smile, and even had a little resentment: "if you tell me directly, who can send me here, am I still waiting here at the airport?"

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I'm wrong..." Zhao Sanjin hurriedly begged for mercy. He didn't want to drink a glass on the phone. Grandpa Zhang kept talking and directly promised: "I'll let someone pick you up as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Sanjin immediately said, "Uncle long, let your people rush to the airport immediately. Grandpa Zhang is here. Old man long is saved."

"I'll arrange it now!" Zhao Sanjin's words immediately made Longling look happy. He even forgot to put aside the tea cup in his hand and ran out directly. It really made Zhao Sanjin a little sad and laughing.

However, at the thought of Grandpa Zhang waiting at the airport for so long at the moment, Zhao Sanjing was distressed.

Grandpa Zhang is old, especially when he met Zhao Sanjin for more than a month. He helped Zhao Sanjin solve problems everywhere. The whole person has been old for a long time. Compared with the time when Zhao Sanjin just met Grandpa Zhang, he was seven or eight years old.

I remember when I first met Grandpa Zhang, Zhao Sanjin remembered that Grandpa Zhang told him to wash his hands in a golden basin and abandon the Taoist industry, but I didn't expect that it would be ok if he didn't abandon Zhao Sanjin after meeting him, but he returned his mother and shook out more old businesses.

Soon, the door of the room was opened again. Zhao Sanjin quickly asked, "it's the rush hour. In addition, Yanjing is crowded. I'm worried about Grandpa..."

"Don't worry, your grandfather promises to appear in front of you within 20 minutes!" Longling seemed to have expected this for a long time, and directly assured Zhao Sanjin.

"Hmm?" instead, Zhao Sanjin was puzzled and hurriedly asked, "isn't it the rush hour? How can it be so fast?"

"Rush hour? Is it still hindering the sky? What's the matter?" Longling gently picked up his eyebrows and said with a meaningful smile, which shocked Zhao Sanjin and asked, "Uncle long, did you send a helicopter to pick up people?"

"Yes, I have arranged for someone to take him to the designated location of the helicopter at the airport. Twenty minutes, he must have arrived by helicopter."

Longling gave Zhao Sanjin a look that put his heart in his stomach and said with a bitter smile, "if I'm really worried, I'm more worried than you. I still have to wait patiently."

Zhao Sankin nodded noncommittally and waited patiently. Sure enough, twenty minutes later, Grandpa Zhang, led by the dragon's entourage, went straight to the courtyard of Longling and immediately invited Longling in with enthusiasm.

"Grandpa!" Zhao Sanjin shouted, ignoring the Longling that had just held him. He walked quickly towards Zhao Sanjin, leaving Longling petrified in the wind.

"You smelly boy, I don't know if there's an accident here in Yanjing. Besides, you still seem to be solving Gu?" Grandpa Zhang first scolded him, and then asked with a frown.

"Hmm!" Zhao Sankin nodded noncommittally.

"Is this' thirteen lethal needles'?" Grandpa Zhang's eyes continued to shoot at old man long, but his eyebrows frowned and said, "Thirteen needles, why are there two?"

"This... I forgot for a moment. I don't know where it is!" Zhao Sanjin was very embarrassed, but he still truthfully reported the situation to Grandpa Zhang. By the way, he whispered, "these two needles haven't been inserted, can't anything happen?"

"Don't you know the mysterious smell in your body is very powerful?" Grandpa Zhang's eyes fell on Zhao Sanjin, gently clasped the dragon's pulse, and said lightly at the corner of his mouth: "these two needles can be made up for me. It's not important!"

"Didn't you say that there should be no problem with the order and time of the 'lethal thirteen needles'? I'm here now..." Zhao Sanjin was still a little puzzled. He always felt that Grandpa Zhang had some contradictions before and after what he said.

"Because it's not a 'blood bug' at all. It's useless for you to use the whole 'lethal thirteen needles'?" in the face of such a stupid Zhao Sanjin, Grandpa Zhang thought he would slap Zhao Sanjin and fear death.

"What? It's not 'blood Gu'?" Zhao Sanjin, who was stunned on his face, really believed it.

"If it were a 'blood bug', the old man would have lost his bones and turned into a pool of blood!" Grandpa Zhang glanced at old man long and thought he should be older, so he didn't care so much about his words.

"This is a 'thousand insects and ten thousand corpses' which is several times more powerful than' blood Gu '!" Grandpa Zhang's face also became more dignified than ever. He looked at old man long carefully and could only sigh.

"Thousands of insects and thousands of corpses?" Zhao Sanjin and Longling were stunned when they heard the name for the first time. They shivered for no reason, but Zhao Sanjin was already a little creepy.

"As the name suggests, a thousand insects and ten thousand corpses is to put a thousand insects into the corpse of a dead person. After a period of sealing and feeding, when there is only one insect left in the final sealed space, this' thousand insects and ten thousand corpses' is even a success!"

Grandpa Zhang didn't feel disgusted at all. He carefully explained to them that Zhao sangjin was not interested in this thing at all, so he quickly asked, "Grandpa, is there any cure for master long?"

"What else can be cured?" Grandpa Zhang was a little unhappy at once. He looked at Zhao Sanjin angrily and hummed coldly: "if Grandpa Zhang made a move, it must be easy to catch it!"

"That'll trouble old Zhang!" with Grandpa Zhang's positive reply, Longling immediately came together and said happily.

"But before treatment, I'd like to talk about this' thousand insects and ten thousand corpse Gu '. It's a good thing. Cough... Of course, it's a good thing for the dead, or it's a torture thing for the dead!"

Grandpa Zhang's words made Zhao Sanjin curious: "is there anything good about corpse Gu?"

"What do you know?" Grandpa Zhang looked at Zhao Sanjin angrily, and then added: "this' thousand insects and ten thousand corpse insects' can keep the corpse from decay for thousands of years. Of course, it can also keep the living people awake for thousands of years and grow old after sleeping!"

"Do you think it's a good thing?" Grandpa Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "I want such a good baby. Maybe I can use it after I die a hundred years later!"