tiger teacher

"You seem to be in good spirits." When Wang Jian walked into the ward, Yang Yue was standing at the window and looking out: "There is no need for bloodletting today, but it will be very painful when the needle is inserted. Are you sure you want to be awake?"

Yang Yue turned to look at Wang Jian, and looked him up and down for a while: "Yes."

Wang Jian hummed, and pointed to a chair next to him: "Sit here."

After Yang Yue sat on it, she broke out in a cold sweat while watching Wang Jian take out the sterilized needles. After all, Jing is a girl, so she couldn't help being nervous when she saw these sharp objects that she was not familiar with.

"Wipe the sweat off your head." Wang Jian put on gloves for himself: "I was going to shave your head, but I think it's too cruel for a girl, so I can only make it harder for myself." , you must not move around later, it will become a plant if you stick it in the wrong place.”

"Yeah." Yang Yue nodded, "When did you first get in touch with Chinese medicine?"

Wang Jian walked up to Yang Yue with a needle in his hand, first applied a little yellow ointment with a fishy and chilly smell to Yang Yue's acupuncture points, and then carefully parted her hair with his hands: "About seven years old. At that time, my father Yaoyao asked me to memorize the acupoint map on my body for three years."

When the first needle was inserted, Yang Yue's body suddenly tensed up. When Wang Jian started to turn the needle, severe pain came from the top of his head. His face also became pale and pale.

"This is just the beginning. It will hurt more and more later. Are you sure you can handle it? After three needles go up, there is no chance to regret it."

"It's okay." Yang Yue gritted her teeth: "It's nothing."

Wang Jian nodded, and kept chatting with her to distract her: "Are you from Korea?"

"Yes, but I am of Chinese blood." Yang Yue replied, "My adoptive parents are Korean."

"That's it."

Wang Jian snorted, and then carefully picked up the second needle.Today's acupuncture points are different from yesterday's. Yesterday's acupuncture points were insensitive, so they need to be stimulated continuously to be effective, but today's acupuncture points are extremely sensitive. Let alone stimulation, it is enough for her to eat a pot.But today's difficulty is even higher, almost no mistakes can be tolerated, and the insertion time of each needle is very strict.The theory of traditional Chinese medicine is that the inner canal must go through a cycle before inserting the second one.

"I just said you don't look like a Korean." Wang Jian hummed, twisted the needle lightly, and poked the second needle in: "Be patient, this one is the most painful."

Of course, even though he said so, when the needle was inserted, Yang Yue couldn't help moaning out, her hands were tightly grasping the handle of the chair, her lips were bitten until they lost all blood.

"Don't bite your lips." Wang Jian took out a pack of napkins from his pocket: "Bite this."

"No need." After Yang Yue recovered, she gasped heavily, "They said you are a martial arts master?"

"I can't fly." Wang Jian chuckled, and picked up the third needle: "Foreigners always think that martial arts is about flying around, there's no such thing... Anyway, it can't violate the laws of physics. No matter how powerful the lightness kung fu is." I can't step on my hair, and no matter how strong I am, I can't hold my feet off the ground."

Yang Yue actually laughed: "You're quite humorous."

Wang Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled naively: "In my life, the only one who said I was humorous was you. You are so humorous."

When the third needle was inserted, Wang Jian deliberately pressed a blood spot on the back of Yang Yue's neck to make her feel less obvious, but even so... She still subconsciously bent forward, her body The natural reaction was to try to escape the onslaught of pain this time.

But Wang Jian didn't let her succeed, the hand holding the blood level grabbed Yang Yue's shoulder at a very fast speed, making her sucked on the back of the chair so hard that she couldn't move.

"Don't move!" Wang Jian said sharply, "You will die."

After this burst of pain, Yang Yue's whole body was about to collapse, leaning back on the chair, her body had already turned an obvious pink color, and her skin started to feel hot.

"It's hot." Wang Jian poked Yang Yue's face with the back of his hand: "Well, that's right."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian picked up a jar of Yida chewing gum: "These three needles are nicknamed the soul-fixing needles. If you don't insert these three needles, the medicine behind will not reach the affected area at all."

"What is this?" Yang Yue asked weakly: "The smell is very pungent."

"Oh, it's nothing. Baichong ointment is made from 99 kinds of poisonous insects." Wang Jian pouted: "Jiang Zhiyuan seems to like you very much, this bottle costs about [-] yuan. "

"Like is a matter of two people, not one person can make the decision." Yang Yue smiled, after the three soul-fixing needles were pierced in, the other acupoints were not too painful to insert, and it was still within the tolerable range What's inside is that after the ointment is applied and the needle is inserted, there will be an indescribable tingling feeling: "I have known him for 12 years, and he is a good guy. But... I don't think I am suitable for him." <It was a failure, even the good card was not confiscated. "

Yang Yue smiled and said, "Isn't this the sign of a successful man?"

"You don't know, until now, I have been very passive when interacting with girls." Wang Jianting smiled helplessly: "They are coquettish o ah, and I have nothing to do. Besides telling me directly What are they thinking, or I can't figure out what they are thinking at all."

"You're in danger." Yang Yue narrowed her eyes and smiled, "But you're quite normal when you talk to me."

"I don't know why... Anyway, I don't feel this way talking to you. Maybe I don't think of you as a girl."

"You really can't speak." Yang Yue said with a smile: "Anyone will be unhappy if they hear it."

Wang Jian laughed: "There's nothing you can do if you're not happy, it's a matter of personality. In fact, when I was in school, I saw those girls in my class say to others, 'I just treat you like a brother', and I was actually quite envious. Yes, I was also adopted by my father, a child picked up from the authentic garbage dump."

Yang Yue sighed: "I do have an older brother, but it's a pity that I've been separated for almost 20 years. I came back this time just to look for him, the only one I got. But maybe the hope is very slim."

"Hmm..." Wang Jian nodded: "It's impossible to die early. This is neither a novel nor a TV series. After being separated for so many years, I don't even know you when I stand in front of you."

"It's o, but... I'm not willing to let it go." Yang Yue smiled awkwardly: "You are really straightforward."

"Personality problem." Wang Jian chuckled, "Do you know where your hometown is? You can start from there."

"I just remember it was a small county called Kaiyuan." Yang Yue sighed, "I was only a little old at that time, so I don't remember clearly."

"Oh..." Wang Jian laughed, "I know."

Yang Yue's eyes lit up at that moment: "Really?"

"Yes, that county town is about a hundred miles away from my hometown. Every month my father goes to the county town to sell chairs and stools." Wang Jian recalled: "It seems that we still What about fellow villagers. But don’t expect it, that place has been used as a reservoir a few years ago, and all residents have been relocated, you can go to the local government to ask.”

The passion that Yang Yue had just ignited was extinguished by Wang Jian at once, and he said without interest: "You are really good at making people feel happy."

"Then do you know what your parents' surnames are? I might know them all. I'm a local snake over there."

"Ah Yang..."

"There is Yangjiazhai over there, there is Yangjiacun, and there is Yangjialing. The surname Yang in that place is o, and there are [-] if not [-]. This is not considered a branch." Wang Jian shook his head: "I'm afraid it will be difficult. gone."

"But with your information, I have a clue." Yang Yue said lightly: "The news of this kind of place usually circulates quickly, so it shouldn't be difficult to find it."

After Yang Yue's head was full of silver needles, Wang Jian told her not to move around and let the medicine penetrate for a while, then he walked out with a cigarette in his mouth, ready to take one in the corridor.

And as soon as he walked out, Jiang Zhiyuan greeted him: "How is it?"

Wang Jian pouted and said slowly, "I tried my best."

"What!" Jiang Zhiyuan's expression changed immediately, he pushed Wang Jian away and rushed in, but he came back within a few seconds: "You are sick!"

The second monk Wang Jianzhang couldn't figure it out: "Why am I sick?"

"What do you mean you did your best... I thought you put him to death."

"I tried my best, is there a problem?" Wang Jian said, "You are sick."

Jiang Zhiyuan shook his head: "Too nervous."

"No wonder you kid doesn't look for a girlfriend." Dasheng appeared at the corner with a lunch box at this moment: "He Zhe is also a seed of infatuation."

Wang Jian listened, and joked on the side: "Rujia said that emotional matters cannot be done by one person. I praised you as a good person, but she really thinks it's not suitable for you."

Jiang Zhiyuan was startled: "She really said that?"

"Do you think I look like someone who can say that?"

"It's also..." Jiang Zhiyuan put his head in his hands: "It's a tragedy! I can't accept the reality anymore."

Wang Jian patted Jiang Zhiyuan's shoulder: "She is a very good girl, you have to work hard, don't give up lightly."

Jiang Zhiyuan looked up at Wang Jian: "Why are these words coming out of your mouth so strangely?"

"You can take me as a schadenfreude." Wang Jian laughed for a while: "I've been doing soy sauce all the time. I didn't expect that someone like you, who can talk about Taoism, can also be soy sauce."

The Great Saint looked at Wang Jian strangely: "Why are you so lively now?"

"Get used to it." Wang Jian sighed: "You also know what the environment around me is like. I can't make a dog look more energetic than me."