The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 775
In the northwest of Dongpu Taohuawu Mansion, in an ordinary community, most of the Zhou family live here.

Although this area is all old-fashioned floors, it is not small in size, and there is a small vegetable market inside.It is very lively in the evening.

At this time, Mr. Zhou Ding was walking back and forth in the house on a building in the middle of the community.

The spacious house connects the entire floor. It looks very low-key on the outside, but the decoration on the inside is very luxurious, not much worse than those mansions.

In the middle of the living room, there is even a classical decoration in the style of "small bridge and flowing water", with rockery and flowing water, a natural scene.

The old man is now in a mood to look at his favorite pots of flowers and plants, pacing back and forth, his most precious granddaughter is still in the bedroom.

After a long time, an old man in a white tunic suit with a well-groomed beard reaching his chest strode out.

The old man was tall and straight, with a needle bag and a cloth bag in his hand.

"Old Hu, how is Yangyang?" Zhou Ding rubbed his hands, looking at his most trusted old friend.

The old man sat down slowly and waved his hand to signal him not to speak.

Zhou Ding hastily waved to a group of people waiting behind, all of them were nannies and others who were waiting for their families in the house.

A cup of fragrant tea was delivered quickly, and these servants stood behind the old man with expressions of concern.

The old man called Lao Hu closed his eyes slightly, pinched the cloth bag slightly with his fingers, and took a sip of tea from time to time.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and took out a strange-shaped small balance from the white cloth bag.

This thing is jet-black, it looks like it has been around for a while, it is about the size of a toy, but it is extremely delicate, with a bronze-colored weight and a bright gray wooden pole.

This is a small steelyard, scientifically known as a balance, which is a precision weighing instrument specially used to weigh gold, silver, precious medicines and spices in the old days.It is also a tool commonly used by real Chinese medicine, specially used to weigh medicines.

The old man took out the prescription form again, and then took out the Four Treasures of the Study from the cloth bag. That old man Zhou Ding came to grind the ink himself, and the old man picked up the brush and started writing.

Mr. Zhou Ding was extremely nervous, and carefully watched the old man prescribe the prescription.

He is well aware of this old friend's habits. The more complicated the prescription is, the better the situation is, because this old friend comes from the Xinglin family, and he can be said to be a genius doctor in Chinese medicine. He is not sure, he will not Make complex prescriptions.

But this time, he was disappointed. The old man actually only wrote half a page before stopping.

"Hey, Lao Hu, you should say something, this prescription..." Zhou Ding looked down: "Ginseng, stone lotus meat, licorice... Isn't this a prescription for calming the nerves?"

Mr. Hu raised his head and smiled: "Yes, this is Anshen Decoction. It nourishes the mind and calms the nerves. It is mainly used for heart and kidney problems. Occasionally, you will feel a headache. It can be decocted in water. You can use ginger as a primer. Decoct one dose a day, twice a day."

"That's it? Yangyang has nothing else to do?" Mr. Zhou felt relieved.

He could make a calming soup by himself, but he felt something was wrong in his heart. When Lao Hu came out just now, his eyes were very serious.

Sure enough, Mr. Hu put down his teacup, and pondered: "This medicine is for calming the nerves. Yangyang was given a sedative medicine with alcohol yesterday, huh, it is equivalent to western medicine like anesthetics. People nowadays, the body is not immune to it. The resistance to western medicine is very strong. Although Yangyang has been seeing her doctor since she was a child, she has also taken a lot of western medicine, so her body will naturally decompose those medicines. I prescribed this soothing soup to help her recuperate."

Said a lot, but it seems to be of no use.

Mr. Zhou Ding frowned and shook his head: "In the past few days, Yangyang has been obviously absent-minded. She would wake up in the middle of the night and scream, sometimes crying for a headache. Adding to what happened last night, I'm worried that she..."

Having said that, Mr. Zhou Ding lowered his voice: "Did she fall into a curse or something vicious?"

"Hey!" Mr. Hu laughed: "Old Zhou, what era is it now, science is flourishing, and Taoism is hidden. I think you are doing this kind of security business, and you are too nervous."

Zhou Ding interrupted him directly: "We have been friends for decades, I don't know you yet, the way you came out just now, there is something wrong."

Mr. Hu suddenly felt a little embarrassed, got up and walked around a few times, and then said in a deep voice: "There is a problem, don't worry, I just checked the pulse, this problem is not necessarily a bad thing, for Yang Yang, maybe it is a problem. Good thing."

Mr. Zhou Ding was anxious immediately: "What's going on?"

Mr. Hu stroked his long beard: "Well, this heart and brain are connected, the gods are clear, the heart of the gods, the spirit is not ignorant, the qi of the whole body is concentrated, and it goes to all the meridians, helps the heart to circulate blood, and regulates the flow of qi."

He shook his head and said, "The residence of the primordial spirit, if you concentrate your mind, you can breathe freely. It's wonderful!"

Old man Zhou Ding was about to faint: "Old Hu, if you do this again, I will kick you out right now."

Mr. Hu chuckled, and his face became solemn again in an instant: "Old Zhou, let me tell you the truth, Yangyang seems to have acquired the ability to concentrate. You said that she has been in a daze recently and woke up in the middle of the night. It is a simple reaction after her brain has been developed. Haven't you noticed that your granddaughter seems to be getting smarter recently?"

Mr. Zhou was stunned, thought for a while and murmured: "When you say this, I remembered that Yangyang didn't practice martial arts before, and she doesn't know anything about my hidden weapon kung fu, but the day before yesterday she took my plum blossom needle book , I memorized the acupuncture score in half an hour, and the memory has grown."

"Concentration Curse!" Mr. Hu clapped his hands excitedly and said, "Only this magical exercise can have this effect."

"The Concentration Curse? Is it a Taoist kung fu?" Mr. Zhou Ding asked.

Mr. Hu waved his hand: "No, that's not kung fu, but supernatural power, which is countless times stronger than any hypnosis and psychology in the world. The magical effect depends on one's heart, but only a great supernatural power can master it."

His eyes were bright and frightening: "Old Zhou, that can only be displayed by the gods we mentioned before. Do you understand what I mean?"

Mr. Hu began to pace up and down again: "However, I think Yangyang seems to have lost some memory, and I don't know why."

Mr. Zhou Ding became nervous: "What memory did you lose?"

Mr. Hu shook his head: "I don't know about that, unless I know how to concentrate. However, who has she met recently? You didn't see any signs. This concentrate was obviously cast on her not long ago."

Mr. Zhou Ding's eyes flashed, and he clenched his fists: "Could it be him?"

"Who?" Mr. Hu became excited: "Do you know who it is?"

Mr. Zhou Ding pondered and shook his head: "It can only be said to be a guess, that is Yangyang's colleague in Xinghua Foreign Trade, a small security guard..."

He said and shook his head again: "Speaking of which, Yangyang was rescued by him last night, but I don't really want to get in touch with this person."

The old man was a little guilty when he said it. He threw away his granddaughter last night. He was too flustered at the time, and he already knew that the man was not dangerous to Yang Yang, so he made such a bad plan. If he went to see the security guard again now, he could pull Don't be ashamed.

The old man coughed: "I should have thought too much. That person is full of skill, thick and ethereal, heavy and steady. He looks like a master of the Kongtong School. It has nothing to do with the concentration technique you mentioned."

But Mr. Hu got serious and grabbed his sleeve: "Old man, this is not a small matter. What I have been looking for in my life is to be able to make further progress in the medical profession. If I can consult with an expert who can concentrate on the mind, it will be my last life." Good fortune, you think of a way, can you treat him to a meal, I will know his truth when I try it."

Mr. Zhou frowned, he couldn't help being tormented by this old friend, and he had to thank the security guard anyway, he finally nodded: "Now it's time for dinner, I'll find a way to see if he comes or not!"

(End of this chapter)