Chapter 281 Practice

'Brother Zhang's ancient road is admirable. It's just that Fang Jing's child's condition is really rare. I don't think Brother Zhang has to bother. Among them, Zhuang Jing is a well-known old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the area of Wuyi Mountain. He has also seen Fang Zhongping's daughter's illness, and he can't even see a clue. When he saw that Zhang Weidong wanted to see it, he was afraid that if he really went to the young man, he would not be able to get off the stage and prescribe some medicine indiscriminately. If it was really like this, it would be better not to go.

Zhang Weidong also knew that his age was always easy to be underestimated, and he was not annoyed at all when he heard the words. He insisted, "Anyway, since I know, I'm always uneasy if I don't go to see it. As for whether I can be treated, it depends on the specific condition."

Zhang Weidong's words "I'm always uneasy if I don't look at it" suddenly expressed his inner kindness and affection, which made Fang Zhongping quite moved when he heard it.

"Since Brother Zhang cares so much about the little girl, wait until tomorrow..."

"How can this matter be delayed? Let's go now." Zhang Weidong interrupted without waiting for Fang Zhongping to finish his words.

Everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they heard the words, especially Zhuang Jing, as a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, his face darkened.

It's not a joke to see a doctor. Zhang Weidong drank at least three of his liquor tonight. In this case, he changed to another person. Not to mention seeing a doctor, whether he can walk or not is a problem.

But after all, Zhang Weidong is a good intention and a guest from afar. Besides, it is also possible that he drank too much and spoke without thinking. Zhuang Jing was not easy to scold him directly, but he looked a little unkind and said, "Brother Zhang, you still have to be careful when seeing a doctor. You have drunk a lot of It's relatively safe."

"Ha ha, what Master Zhuang criticizes. But to be honest, no matter how high the wine is, it's really no different for me to drink boiled water. With that, Zhang Weidong took a bowl, then stretched out his right index finger into the bowl, and suddenly a drop of crystal clear dropt drip fell from his fingertips into the bowl.

With the dripping of liquid droplets, a trace of pure wine fragrance floated in the whole box.

This! Except for the people who drank more and lay on the table, all of them almost lost their eyes.

When the inner family's kung fu is practiced to a strong point, there is indeed a saying to force venom or wine out of the body, but after all, it is just a near and legendary existence. Perhaps martial arts masters such as Zhang Ziyou and Chenxu Taoist priest can do it, but anyway, it is the first time that Zhuang Jingze and others have seen someone directly force wine out of their bodies for most of their lives. That feeling is like reading Duan Yu written in Mr. Jin Yong's novel using the six-vein sword to force wine. It is very

Although Zhang Weidong had already thought that everyone would have such an expression, he still shook his head secretly when he looked at everyone's astonish. He had tried his best to restrain himself. Otherwise, according to his real strength, the wine would not be ticking, but directly shot out like a water gun.

For a while, everyone recovered from the terrible scene.

After coming to their senses, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang Weidong with a trace of awe.

Before that, they respected Zhang Weidong mainly because he was one of the members of the martial arts conference. He could sit on an equal footing with Zhang Ziyou and other almost legendary figures in the martial arts. Now they are completely impressed by Zhang Weidong's almost magical martial arts, and finally understand why Zhang Weidong can Become a member of the [main] group of the martial arts conference. But in fact, they still don't understand. The reason why Zhang Weidong was able to sit in the [Lord] group of the martial arts conference was not because of his martial arts skills, but because of the bottle of medicine, he was assigned to the same category of people by Zhang Ziyou, Chenxu Taoist priest and Tao Jibin.

"Brother Zhang is good at martial arts!" I don't know who was the first to applaud, and soon there was warm applause in the box.

The warm applause woke up those drunk people. They raised their heads, opened their drunken eyes, looked at the crowd puzzledly, muttered a few words, and then fell on the table again. Those who were still sober couldn't help but be glad that they were not drunk, otherwise they would miss the rare wonderful one in their life. Curtain.

The applause didn't stop until Zhang Weidong got up and waved his hand repeatedly.

Seeing that everyone finally stopped, Zhang Weidong turned his eyes to Fang Zhongping again and said, "Brother Fang, the wine is almost drunk. Why don't we go now?"

"Okay, then there will be Brother Zhang." Li Zhongping held Zhang Weidong's hand tightly and said gratefully.

Although he didn't know much about Zhang Weidong's medical skills, Zhang Weidong's martial arts of forcing wine out of his body just now was too shocking, which rekindled a glimmer of hope in Fang Zhongping's heart.

Fang Zhongping's home is an independent European-style villa built halfway up the mountain. There is a large green lawn and a private swimming pool in front of the house, surrounded by green pines and cypresses, mountains and streams, beautiful scenery and fresh air. It is a place for real rich people to live.

However, it was such a place. Before Zhang Weidong got out of the car, he saw from afar that the lights were bright, the mountain wind was blowing, and there was a faint smell of candles and the messy sound, which was incompatible with the quiet environment around him.

When Zhang Weidong got out of the car, he found that Fang Zhongping's family was doing it. There is a magic platform in the lawn, and there are a lot of messy things and candles on the lawn, which not only makes the elegant and quiet villa smoky and gloomy, but also trampled on the green and flat lawn.

A girl in front of the magic platform was curled up on the ground, with a trace of cyan in her pale face, her lips were purple and trembled from time to time, and her limbs were stiff. At night, the dew in the mountains dripped on her body, and it turned into a thin layer of frost in a blink of an eye.

The girl's pupils were as dark as ink, as pure as a spotless deep night sky. At this time, she was looking at a Taoist priest with white hair, but his skin was very white and tender, with a high bun. The Taoist priest wore a Taoist robe embroidered with the pattern of yin and yang gossip Taiji, held a mahogany sword, and danced around the girl's hands and feet with words in his mouth. Far from the Taoist priest and the girl, there are also two beautiful young Taoist priests standing on both sides of the platform with dust in their hands. At this time, they are also chanting words solemnly.

In addition to these people, there are still many people standing around the steps of the villa and around the lawn. One of the middle-aged pregnant women is looking at the girl with a worried face, and she is talking from time to time, probably asking for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas.

As soon as Zhang Weidong saw the pure and dark eyes of the girl in front of the French platform, he couldn't help rushing to the top of his forehead with anger.

"All stop it!" Zhang Weidong rushed up angrily.

The young Taoist priest standing on both sides of the French platform saw Zhang Weidong rushing up and immediately stopped him. Zhang Weidong raised his feet with a gloomy face and kicked at the two people. The two suddenly said, and then fell to the ground with their stomachs in their arms.

Zhang Weidong didn't even look at the two of them. He walked to the girl in three or two steps and held her tightly in his arms. A pure fire force faintly emitted from him and quietly wrapped the girl up.

The girl's skin is very white and beautiful, especially the pair of eyes are as dark and clear as the boundless night, which makes Zhang Weidong think of the elf princess in The Lord of the Rings, which is so pure and beautiful.

The girl was suddenly held in the arms of a strange man. At first, she was very scared, like a frightened deer, but when she looked up and saw the pity in his eyes, she was no longer afraid. Then, soon she felt the warmth she had never enjoyed in her life. The warmth was as warm as the winter sun, which made people want to fly to the sun and absorb more heat. Now the girl is like this. She can't help curling up and arching into Zhang Weidong's arms, and her arms are also open, bypassing Zhang Weidong's waist and holding him tightly. Who are you? Do you know what you are doing? At this moment, a violent voice of accusation suddenly sounded. But it was the Taoist priest with white hair, white skin, a little childish hair and a crane face, and a fairy style. He was angrily holding a mahogany sword and pointed at Zhang Weidong and shouted and scolded.

"Who am I? I also want to ask who you are. What are you doing again?" Zhang Weidong stood up with the girl in his arms, staring coldly at the Taoist priest and asked.

When the Taoist priest was looked at by Zhang Weidong's cold eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill rising in the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help retreating.

After retreating, he found that Fang Zhongping was coming this way in a hurry. The Taoist priest hurriedly stabilized his steps and saluted Fang Zhongping with a calm face, "Fang Jushi, who is this person? I'm at the critical moment. How can I let people fool around here like this!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Luo, this is a friend of mine, and he was also kind to see a doctor for my daughter, but he didn't expect to bump into the master." Fang Zhongping apologized repeatedly.

"See a doctor?" Master Luo's face darkened when he heard the words, and then he left without saying a word with his sleeve.

When Fang Zhongping saw Master Luo, he left. Naturally, he knew that he was angry that he could not believe in his Taoism. He hurriedly reached out to stop Master Luo and said with a smile, "Master Luo has something to say and something to say. My friend is proficient in medicine. When he hears about the little girl's affairs, he must come in a hurry. It's really out of good intentions. He doesn't mean to destroy the master's legal affairs, and he doesn't trust the master.

Seeing Fang Zhongping's words, Master Luo's face slowed down a little and nodded and said, "So that's the case, but just now, the poor Taoist has been practiced to a critical moment, and it has almost forced the fierce ghost to appear. Unfortunately, it was broken by your friend. Not only is it a loss, but the I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to save your daughter. Please ask Fang Jushi to be smart.

After saying that, Master Luo bowed slightly and was ready to leave. The two young Taoist priests also hurriedly got up and followed him.

When Fang Zhongping saw that Master Luo was about to leave, he naturally hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Master, stay. For the little girl's matter, please ask the master Wan Wan to think about it again.

Obviously, Master Luo didn't really want to go. He just wanted to sit on the ground to raise the price. By the way, he also meant to provoke Zhang Weidong and let him see who was the protagonist here tonight. So Fang Zhongping stopped again, and then reached out and stroked his white beard, showing a compassionate expression. "For the sake of Fang Jushi's eager love for his daughter, the poor will think of another way, but things like tonight will never happen again in the future. Otherwise, even if the poor are very good, it will be useless." With that, Master Luo's eyes didn't know whether he looked at Zhang Weidong intentionally or subconsciously.