Is it okay to not do anything after rebirth?

This speed shocked him. If it were an ordinary person, it would be absolutely impossible for him to use Na Zhiming's speed.

Fortunately, Na Zhiming just felt his pulse with three fingers.

Na Zhiming was not just pretending, he recently got some old Chinese medical books from Liulichang.

These medical books were written by Li Maosheng, a famous doctor in the Qing Dynasty. They systematically explained the method of taking pulse and diagnosing diseases. He was studying and practicing at the same time.

Although he can't use it to diagnose people yet, and of course he doesn't have the intention, if he wants to use this to fool a layman, it's still more than enough for Na Zhiming.

Zeng Chiwei waited patiently for Na Zhiming to take his pulse, and his heart and eyes were anxious following Na Zhiming's three fingers.

After almost two minutes, Zhiming let go of his hand, with a faint smile on his lips, nodded and said:

"This is a unique skill passed down to me by my master. It can detect a person's physical health.

That is to say, birth, old age, illness and death. If you learn something profound, you can not only determine life and death, but also spy on the person's fortune.

But I have only learned a little bit about it now, and I can only tell from your pulse that you will have absolutely no serious physical illness or pain in the next ten years. "

Na Zhiming's words were as categorical as those of other charlatans, who talked in two directions and tried to let you explain yourself. If you are wrong, it is your own business.

Zeng Zhiwei was very happy. The old man's reputation had been powerful in Xiangjiang for decades. He had given guidance to many people and left countless blessings.

According to legend, the old gentleman is a descendant of Liu Ji and Liu Bowen. He can check people's longevity and luck, and can also change their fortune. To check people's health, it is not just a matter of hand.

When Na Zhiming saw that he was happy, he spoke again:

"Brother Eric, please don't take it for granted. Judging from your pulse, your body is fine, but I also saw your face."

Speaking of this, he paused deliberately, and the look on his face was a little solemn. Zeng Zhiwei's expression froze.

Na Zhiming frowned and continued:

"Judging from your appearance, there seems to be some problems with your recent fortune."

Zeng Zhiwei became anxious when he heard this. He is a young gentleman, can what he said be false?

And everyone knows that luck is a thing. Once something goes wrong, you will be unable to do anything and choke on everything you eat!

I had no choice but to ask with a salivated face:

"Oh, brother, little sir, tell me what's the problem? Is there any way to solve it?"

Na Zhiming slowly shook his head, pondered for more than ten seconds, and still said seriously:

"To Viagra, if this problem is caused by yourself, I really have a way to solve it. No matter how bad it is, I can resolve it into a loss of money and a disaster.

But I noticed that this problem is a bit strange. It seems that some of your friends are going to do something, and the subsequent consequences of this matter not only affect themselves, but also affect you.

Think carefully and see if any of your friends would do anything that would affect you. "

Zeng Zhiwei was dumbfounded. How could he understand this?

What are some friends going to do, and the consequences will affect themselves and me?

Zeng Zhiwei quickly went through his friends in his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, there was no such thing as "some friends" doing anything together.

After thinking about it, he still couldn't figure it out, so he could only continue to ask Na Zhiming:

"Little sir, can you give me a little hint?

I really can’t think of which friends would get together and do something. "

Na Zhiming knew that he would definitely be like this, so he frowned, pretended to think for a moment, and then opened his mouth to give him a hint:

"Why do they seem to be some sports players? Do you have such friends?"

Zeng Zhiwei immediately said:

"Yes, yes, little sir, you may not know that I often play football when I have nothing to do, and I have a group of friends from the Xiangjiang team."

Na Zhiming looked Zeng Chiwei up and down with his eyes wide open, with an expression that said it would be strange to believe someone with a figure like yours.

Zeng Zhiwei laughed:

"Little sir, don't look at me like this. I didn't have this figure before.

When I was sixteen years old, I was a member of the Xiangjiang Football Youth Team and represented Xiangjiang in the Asian Youth Team.

Now these members of the Xiangjiang team are all my junior brothers. When we have nothing to do, we often get together.

You must be talking about them. By the way, I heard that they are going to Yanjing to play in the World Cup qualifiers. This should be what you are talking about, right? "

Na Zhiming stretched out his left hand, stopped in front of him, then counted with five fingers, from one to five, clenched it into a fist, extended his thumb, then his index finger, and finally stretched out all five fingers, and then bent it again Use your thumb, then flex your index finger, then flex your middle finger...

This cycle lasted three times before stopping.

Raising his eyes, Na Zhiming looked at Zeng Zhiwei and said slowly:

"That's right. I just checked carefully for you. Is there anyone named Gu among your friends?"

Zeng Zhiwei stood up immediately and looked at Zhiming blankly. Then when he saw everyone around him looking at him, he quickly sat down again.

This time he was even less calm, and whispered quickly:

"Young man, you are so amazing. There is a guy named Gu in the team who plays forward. He has the best relationship with me. He always tells me that when he retires in the future, he will come and join me."

Na Zhiming picked up a glass of beer and raised it to invite Zeng Zhiwei to drink. After Zeng Zhiwei raised his glass and touched it with him, he said:

“To Viagra, don’t you want me to help you crack it?

Let's do this. In your spare time, call that friend named Gu over and I'll see if I can help you resolve it. "

Zeng Zhiwei quickly agreed and ate the late-night snack until late at night.

The next day, Na Zhiming didn't get up until eight o'clock. After washing up, the housekeeper Lao Chen came over and told him that two people were visiting.

Na Zhiming knew that Zeng Zhiwei was here, and he should have brought the man named Gu with him, so he asked Lao Chen to take them to the restaurant.

As soon as Zeng Zhiwei came in, he introduced the person who came with him to Na Zhiming:

"Little sir, this is the friend I told you about last time. His surname is Gu and his name is Gu Jinhui.

Ah Hui, this is the famous young gentleman. "

Gu Jinhui was a handsome guy, tall, a head taller than Na Zhiming, with a nervous smile on his face. He quickly held Na Zhiming's extended hand with both hands and nodded to greet Na Zhiming:

"Hello, little sir, my name is Gu Jinhui, you can just call me Ah Hui!"