Greatest anchor in history

Chapter 9

"Hey, old man, have you thought about it?"

"Not urgent!"

This is the same sentence, along the way, 15 minutes are about to pass, Zhang Xiaoqiang got such a sentence "no hurry" from the beginning to the end.

"I'll go! You're not in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, old man, look at the time, if you don't hurry up, I will..."

"Wait a minute!" Raising his white eyebrows, the old man suddenly stopped Zhang Xiaoqiang from moving forward: "Go back."

"Fall? Where are you going?"

"One step back...to the left...well, yes, yes, right here."

According to the old man's instructions, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped at a telegraph pole.

"Here? What are you doing here?"

"Look at the note on the pole."

"A note?" Just looking for it, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a small advertisement in black and white letters on the telephone pole: "Old military doctor for many years, specializing in the treatment of impotence, genital warts and gonorrhea... ancestral formula, no surgery, no pain, in the middle." Western medicine treatment... What did you ask me to see here?"

"under!"

"Next?" Zhang Xiaoqiang took advantage of the situation and aimed at "Second Lord".

"Where are you looking!? Below! Under the note!"

"Damn! You didn't say it earlier!" Changing his eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued: "...the narrow alley is 100 meters to the left, what's wrong?"

"Well, it's quite close to us, let's go there."

"Where are you going?" Uncontrollably howling, all eyes on the road fell on Zhang Xiaoqiang.

You must know that Zhang Xiaoqiang is staring at the telephone pole with his face at this time. The small advertisement on it is only 50 centimeters away from him. Immediately, several passers-by covered their mouths and smiled coquettishly. A kind reminder: "Young man, it is a matter of great importance to future generations, it is better to go to a regular hospital for treatment, and avoid going to messy places in the future."

"I..." Speechless!

Desperately, he ran away quickly, and when he stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that he had turned into an alley unknowingly.

Looking up, I can see the big sign of "Red Cross" at the end.

At this time, the old man in his ear said with a cheerful smile: "It should be there, let's go, let's go."

"In the past? What did I do in the past?"

"You said, of course it's a live broadcast. Besides, the wound you were beaten the day before yesterday hasn't healed yet. Just ask the old military doctor to take a look. It kills two birds with one stone, hehehe."

"Old man, it's interesting to play tricks on me, isn't it! Do you really think I dare not turn my face?"

"Yo yo, I'm still in a hurry to get angry. Who begged daddy, grandma, and old man to help me find a way? That's all, you like to go, don't drag it down. Fate is your own, so you can figure it out."

"I……"

Looking at the time on his wrist, after such a short time, another half a minute passed, Zhang Xiaoqiang now had no way out, so he could only bite the bullet and walk forward, and arrived in front of the target clinic not long after.

The clinic is not big, and the paint plaque on the roof has long since fallen off, leaving only the blurred characters of "Brother is an old military doctor".

"Go in." The old man urged again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had no choice, could only take a deep breath, and walked into the house.

After entering the house, there is another plaque in the conspicuous place that reads neatly:

An old military doctor in the capital, who has been practicing for 20 years, possesses unique skills. He can light up light bulbs with bare hands with 220V electricity in both hands.

There are a bunch of awards and honors below, and Zhang Xiaoqiang simply scanned them.From Wudang, Shaolin, Emei, to Kunlun, Huashan, and Kongtong, basically all of them are covered. The most ridiculous thing is that he even saw the award certificate awarded by Nobel.

"What are you doing?" Just astonished at the great achievements of the old military doctor, a deep voice suddenly came from the room, Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped back in fright, turned his face and swept away, only to find an old man in the corner of the room leaning on his back. Stool to study books.

Not surprisingly, this person should be the "old military doctor" of the clinic.

"I... I see a doctor." Nie Yu, an old military doctor, Ying Wei, and Zhang Xiaoqiang responded a little nervously.

"Sit down!" Putting the book on the side of the table, the old military doctor pointed to the chair and stool beside the table and motioned Zhang Xiaoqiang to sit down.

After taking his seat, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a peek at the study work that the old military doctor had just put down.The title of the book reads impressively: The six major sects of rebirth besieged Guangmingding.

"What's your name?" The old Chinese doctor's steady voice came from next to my ear again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly replied: "Zhang Xiaoqiang."

"Age?" asked the old military doctor.

"Twenty." Zhang Xiaoqiang replied.

"Gender?" the old military doctor asked.

"I...what do you think?" Zhang Xiaoqiang replied.

"Just a man, please leave your phone number?" the old military doctor asked.

Zhang Xiaoqiang replied.

"What's wrong with you?" the old military doctor asked.

"I..." Speechless.Zhang Xiaoqiang really wanted to say "guess", but after thinking about the electric shock stunt he saw on the plaque just now, he was afraid that the old man would slap him.

"Okay, needless to say, let's go to bed!" Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang almost spit out the overnight meal.

Can you imagine the shadow area in your heart when an old man with a wrinkled face says "Go to bed" to you?In short, Zhang Xiaoqiang is quite sour!
Following the direction of the old man's finger, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a faded lift chair in the middle of the back room. Although it was not very clear from a distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang managed to piece together the words " There is no barbershop for one cut".

I go!This old man really does not overwhelm himself with so many skills, he can use one room for multiple purposes.

"Oh, that... I don't care about hair... Oh no, forget about this massage. Do you have any other treatments that I don't know about?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was really afraid of being electrocuted.

"Of course," the old military doctor couldn't be vague, opened the drawer, took out a medicine bag from inside and threw it on the table: "This is a prescription I made myself, and it was passed down to me by an old Taoist I met when I was traveling in Wudang Mountain. The medicinal materials are expensive, and I usually don’t take them out, but seeing that you are suffering from a serious illness at a young age, I will make an exception and sell it to you today. This medicine is taken three times a day, and I will guarantee that you will be cured after taking it for three consecutive days.”

Staring at the medicine bag that the old man pushed in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned for a while, and finally couldn't help but choked out a sentence: "That...have you met Zhang Sanfeng?"

"Bastard! Are you questioning my medical skills?"

"Oh, no, no," he subconsciously leaned back, and Zhang Xiaoqiang continued after pulling away the range of the old military doctor's palm swing: "Old man, I'm not questioning your medical skills, it's just...you don't check anything. Just prescribe me the medicine directly, will you be a little..."

"Hmph! Boy, let me ask you, did you stay up all night last night?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not sleep all night last night because he was thinking about the old man's affairs.

"Did you have spicy strips, Coke, and instant noodles for dinner?"

I go!God!
"Did you do any strenuous exercise this morning?"

Didn't he just play one-on-one basketball with Wang Lei this morning?

……

As the old military doctor asked a series of questions, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes almost popped out in astonishment, this is not a doctor, this fucking Sherlock Holmes is alive.

After being dazed for a while, he swallowed and spit in an unbelievable tone: "You, how do you know these things?"

"Hmph, Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, hearing, and questioning. Since you came in, I have seen your problem." After saying that, the old military doctor moved his fingers: "Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe the evaluation of these patients."

In the direction of the finger is a wall full of pennants and thank you letters, all of which are full of beautiful words: "Hanging the pot to help the world", "Rejuvenation with wonderful hands", "Hundred cures, all effects"... "Bian Que is reborn".

And just when Zhang Xiaoqiang was overwhelmed by the veteran medical skills of the old military doctor, an electric shock erupted in his brain, and then a red-marked "stream of consciousness" suddenly jumped out:
"Such poor medical skills dare to call Bian Que reincarnated!? Nonsense!"

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