Siheyuan: Occupy the Purchasing Department and make a fortune

Chapter 70 Mr. Xu, this guy is probably a street urchin

Everyone looked at Sha Zhu, only to see that his smile was fake and his movements were stiff.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this kid was hiding something.

They all knew that no matter how difficult the times were, the cooks would never go hungry, and there was a reason for that.

A moment.

The school leader took the senior leader and Han Weimin to the office for tea.

The other teachers rushed into the kitchen to get their own food.

When the leader saw Han Weimin's superb medical skills, he immediately felt attracted to his talent.

"Doctor Xiao Han, my wife often feels uncomfortable in her shoulders and neck. If you are free, come and help her."

"In addition, I often entertain some friends, and they also have a lot of problems."

"When they come over some other day, I invite you to come and help look after them."

"I can also lend a helping hand and enhance the friendship among my friends."

Han Weimin nodded and agreed: "Okay, as long as the leader needs me, I will try my best to go."

Han Weimin also has his own moral principles and it is impossible for him to respond to calls from the powerful at any time.

He did not agree to the boss's request without hesitation, which not only did not make the boss unhappy, but made the boss more impressed with his character.

"I really admire Dr. Xiao Han's character."

"Then it's settled."

Han Weimin nodded.

He remembered that in the original novel, the leader once asked Sha Zhu to cook for him and asked Xu Damao to show a movie.

I think it is possible that I will appear in the leader's house at the same time as Sha Zhu and Xu Damao.

After a brief exchange, the leader left early due to busy official duties.

Han Weimin also said goodbye to the old principal, the dean of studies and others and left.

......

Han Weimin did not go back to the factory hospital directly, but took advantage of the rare leisure time to hang out outside.

He remembered that Yan Fugui had gone fishing in Beihai Park, so he rode his bike straight to Beihai Park.

Beihai Park looked quite dilapidated at this time.

But there are quite a few people fishing.

These days people are generally short of oil and water, so many people come here to fish and improve their meals.

Han Weimin rode his bike around the coast of the North Sea, feeling the cool breeze from the lake and the beautiful scenery of swaying willows.

At this time.

Han Weimin saw someone practicing martial arts by the lake, and each move seemed quite powerful.

Seeing the murderous look in this man's eyes and his powerful aura, Han Weimin couldn't help but be attracted to him.

He leaned over to the side and looked at it carefully for a moment.

But after a while, he lost interest.

Although this middle-aged man's moves are powerful, they rely entirely on muscle strength and he doesn't know how to use Qi at all.

I am still a layman in Kung Fu.

Seeing Han Weimin shaking his head, the gray-haired man immediately raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing.

He looked at Han Weimin and said sharply, "Young man, is my Kung Fu not good enough?"

"You are so disdainful of me."

Han Weimin laughed and said, "You haven't even started learning Kung Fu yet."

A young man next to the middle-aged man said seriously, "Why are you pretending? Do you know who our Mr. Xu is?"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the middle-aged man immediately winked at him and told him to shut up.

The young man then retreated angrily.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I started practicing Shaolin Kung Fu when I was a teenager."

"Over the past few decades, I have been busy and have no time to practice."

"But three or five guys still can't get close to me."

"Today, a young boy like you actually said that I haven't even started yet."

The middle-aged man sounded very angry.

Han Weimin didn't say much and walked straight towards a big tree.

"Let me show you what getting started means."

Then he slapped the tree softly.

After the slap, the tree didn't move at all, as if nothing had happened.

The young man behind the middle-aged man burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man also had twitching facial muscles, and was very dissatisfied.

He thought Han Weimin was playing a trick on him.

After slapping him, Han Weimin got on his bike and ran away without saying a word.

Seeing Han Weimin running away, the young man shouted from behind: "Hey, why are you running away?"

"Don't let me see you again."

He turned around and said angrily, "Mr. Xu, this guy is probably a street urchin."

"You dare to play tricks on me."

The middle-aged man just shook his head and smiled, not caring at all.

"Just a clown."

"do not mind."

however.

Just as the two were preparing to continue practicing.

Suddenly, the willow tree that Han Weimin had just photographed made a crisp sound.

Then, the willow tree broke in half in front of the two people's surprised gazes, and then slowly fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man was stunned, frozen in place like a wooden stake.

"this......"

The young man behind him was not much better.

His eyes were as big as eggs, his mouth was big enough to fit a duck egg, and even his heartbeat quickened.

......

Han Weimin escaped from the two men and a smile appeared on his face, feeling secretly happy.

"I think these two are scared now."

"hehe."

“It feels so good to pretend and then run away!”

He had been riding for a while when he heard a commotion coming from the lake ahead.

A group of people gathered together, each of them looking very anxious.

Han Weimin only heard bursts of shouts from the crowd.

"Mr. Li!"

"Mr. Li, wake up."

Through these shouts, Han Weimin roughly understood what was going on.

Someone must have suddenly fallen ill and fainted.

As a doctor, my purpose is to save lives and earn merit.

Han Weimin quickly approached on his bicycle.

"what happened?"

"I'm a doctor, can you let me take a look?"

Hearing this, the crowd automatically made way for Han Weimin to enter.

Han Weimin saw a man in his fifties lying on the ground, and a young man in military uniform was standing beside him, sweating profusely and calling him constantly.

Hearing that Han Weimin was a doctor, the young man said excitedly: "Doctor, please think of a solution quickly."

"My husband often suffers from headaches and needs to take special painkillers."

"I was busy going out fishing today and forgot to bring medicine."

"Plus the hot and humid weather, I suddenly fainted."

Han Weimin nodded, his fingers already on Mr. Li's wrist.

In a moment, he had a clear understanding of Mr. Li's condition.

Han Weimin took out a silver needle and inserted it into Mr. Li's philtrum, and then into his Chengjiang acupoint.

In a moment, he pierced Mr. Li's ten fingers with the three-edged needle in succession, and drew out a drop of black blood from each of them.

Wait until he finishes his operation.

Mr. Li actually opened his eyes and could make slight sounds from his mouth.

Young man in military uniform surprised.

"Mr. Li, you're awake!"