26 I just want to sleep with her

The process of acupuncture took about half an hour, except for feeling some itching in his back, Zhen Mingku did not feel a trace of pain.

It's just that Sun Langzhong stabbed him a few times in the chest with a silver needle, coughed heavily, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, the uncomfortable feeling when coughing was immediately reduced a lot, and his chest was not so stuffy, and he didn't feel the feeling of phlegm blocking his heart when he took a deep breath.

Experiencing such a miraculous acupuncture technique for the first time, Zhen Mingbitter couldn't help but be a little more convinced by the exaggerated evaluation made by Feilong to this Sun Langzhong.

"There are a lot of tuberculosis in the bloody sputum, remember to gather the phlegm together and set it on fire after each cough to avoid infecting others."

Zhen Mingku said that he understood, and as soon as he stood up and put on his clothes, he heard Feilong running in from outside in a panic, shouting: "Doctor Sun, it's not good, it's not good!" Miss Yue'er fainted! ”

Dr. Sun's face was shocked, and he hurriedly got up and ran out.

……

"Sister Yue'er, Sister Yue'er, woo...... I'm sorry, I'll never tease you again in the future, wake up, woo woo......"

When a few people arrived, Xing'er, who was still playing with Yue'er just now, was holding Yue'er who had fainted, sitting in the forest, crying and gently rubbing her chest to help her breathe.

Yue'er had difficulty breathing at this time, her eyes were closed, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, she was trembling, and the gauze covering her face was lifted to reveal the festering skin on her neck.

Zhen Mingku's eyes could tell at a glance that it was a fungal infection of the skin disease, and judging by the severity of the skin ulceration, it was obvious that it had reached an advanced stage, no wonder he had to cover his face with a white veil.

Sun Langzhong hurriedly walked to that Yue'er and squatted down, his hand on her wrist, his face becoming more and more solemn.

Feilong asked nervously on the side, "Doctor Sun, what's wrong with Miss Yue'er?" ”

Doctor Sun asked Huan'er to carry Yue'er on his back, and let Huan'er support him, and the fat dragon on the side wanted to help, but he stopped him, and turned back to Zhen Mingku: "It's okay, you can go back first, you take the medicine back, decoction every day, twice a day, remember to come back every half a month to get the medicine, the old man wants to treat Yue'er's wounds now, so I won't greet you."

So saying, he hurried behind them, entered the courtyard, and closed the gate.

Feilong looked at the backs of them leaving with a worried face, and it wasn't until a few people disappeared into the house that he turned around and asked Zhen Mingku, "Brother Zhen, what kind of disease did you say the Yue'er girl had?" ”

"Since Dr. Sun doesn't want to tell you, don't ask, maybe there's something unspeakable, let's go, go back."

……

In a dilapidated temple by the Luo River.

The chubby fat dragon is directing his fellow villagers to move in the broken wooden planks from outside the ruined temple, and several people work together to build a small cabin that is not big or small, which can shelter from the wind and rain.

Zhen Mingku was sitting in a corner of the ruined temple, coughing, and putting the firewood one by one into the small artificially built stove, on which was a broken clay pot with the Chinese medicine in it being burned to a gurgling sound.

Sweating profusely, the fat dragon came over and sat down, grabbed the kettle next to the stove, and forgot to pour it into his mouth.

"Brother Zhen, it's all set up for you according to your requirements."

Zhen Ming looked at him bitterly and said with a smile: "I'm sorry for you, it may take a while for the salary to be given to you, don't worry, there is no arrears." ”

"What kind of salary, brothers don't come for any salary, besides, don't you need money to buy medicine? Don't break the bank, you can just send us if you have something. ”

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly: "One yard is one yard, and the wages that should be paid still have to be paid." ”

As he spoke, he coughed again.

"Brother Zhen, you don't seem to have a bad cough these days, are these medicines working?"

Zhen Ming nodded bitterly: "Well, it's already better, but I coughed uncomfortably when I was cold at night, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered you to build this hut for me." ”

He said as he poured the decoction into the bowl.

"Brother Zhen, I want to discuss something with you."

Zhen Mingku was about to drink the medicine, and when he saw the fat dragon spitting and spitting, his face was a little embarrassed, and he said strangely: "What's the matter?" ”

"Can you teach me your angel's Tai Chi technique?"

"Oh, that's it." Zhen Ming took a sip of the decoction and tested the temperature.

Feilong hurriedly said: "I know that this is your uncle taught you a secret and unique learning, male but not female, internal and external, my request may be excessive, if you feel inconvenient to teach me as an outsider, I can worship you as a teacher, so that I am not an outsider, I don't have to learn a lot, just learn a few tricks to defend yourself." ”

Zhen Ming poured the decoction in the bowl into his mouth bitterly, frowning so bitterly, Feilong hurriedly handed over the tangerine peel prepared on the side.

Zhen Ming couldn't help but laugh when he saw that his body was more than twice as big as him, but he sincerely wanted to worship him as a teacher, and said, "Who told you that my Taijiquan is passed on to men and not to women, and not to the outside?" ”

Feilong was puzzled: "Aren't those martial arts families like this?" ”

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly: "There are not so many rules for Taijiquan, the original master of Taijiquan was to create such a set of boxing and mental methods so that everyone can learn, which is simple and easy to learn, just a few routines, anyone can learn them." ”

The fat dragon was stunned and said, "Isn't there a secret and trick, hard training or something?" ”

Zhen Ming smiled bitterly and said: "The trick is perseverance, Tai Chi push hands are just a few routines, pay attention to overcoming the rigid with softness, defeating the strong with the weak, the thin water flows, the tenacity of the water droplets, the even sending and receiving breath, and the four or two dial a thousand catties." ”

"That's why you keep climbing mountains every day and yelling into the distance, right?"

"This is just the easiest way to breathe, if you want to learn, come with me every morning to climb the mountain."

Zhen Ming said bitterly, put down the medicine bowl, stood up, and walked towards the temple gate.

Feilong hurriedly stood up: "Brother Zhen, where are you going?" ”

"Go out for a walk and see if there's any work to do, I'm bothering you about building a house."

Not long after Zhen Mingku's departure, others came over one after another and asked gossipily: "Brother Feilong, Brother Zhen, he won't go to drink soy milk again, right?" ”

One person laughed strangely: "Hey, it must be, I think he must be obsessed with that tofu Shih Tzu." ”

"Who sees her is not fascinated, but no matter how much she sees, she is not something that we people can touch, when I think that she will not know which family she will sleep with in the future, it is uncomfortable to think about it, the more I think about it, the more sad I become, it is better not to watch it."

Feilong looked at Zhen Mingku's back who had already walked away, and muttered, "He doesn't seem to be different from those people, he doesn't just want to sleep with her." ”

……

The tofu stall is placed under a banyan tree that three people can't hug, three or four small square tables, full of people, there is a separate rocking chair under the banyan tree, on which sits an old man with sparse hair and wrinkled face, smoking dry cigarettes, leisurely like a living fairy. Dressed in plain tofu Shih Tzu Zhang, standing in front of a tofu stall, holding a long spoon in his hand, skillfully scooping soy milk and bean curd into an iron pot on the stove and closing the lid. "Bring me a bowl of tofu flowers, thank you." Zhen Mingku handed over the five copper coins in his hand.