Farmer Senda

Chapter 113

As a small family in Qingshan City, Su Xiuxiu knows the power distribution of some families, and the Cheng family is one of them. A large group with billions of dollars is not comparable to ordinary families. People, and now waiting at the door, what kind of people live here? Suddenly, a thought popped up in his mind, did he really ignore the Qiao family?

Su Xiuxiu is a clever girl, suddenly she felt that the little villain in front of her was very mysterious.

Cheng Xi met Su Xiuxiu at a certain party, and it looked familiar just now, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but now she finally remembered that this beautiful woman is Su Xiuxiu from the Su family.

"Brother Xiaohu, you are really good. You will be my big brother from now on. I never thought you would dare to rob Qiao Dong's fiancée!" Cheng Xi once again confirmed that Zhang Xiaohu was better than he imagined.

Zhang Xiaohu laughed and said: "Don't talk about it, I'm in a hurry to get treatment, I'm late, that guy might die!"

"Yes, why did I forget the business!" Cheng Xi patted himself on the head.

Walking through the path paved with gravel, the three of them walked into the hall of the villa.

"Ah, it's you!"

"Why are you here?"

Walking into the hall, I immediately remembered the exclamation.

Zhang Xiaohu stared and wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

Song Yuying covered her small mouth and pointed at Zhang Xiaohu. She never thought that it was the young man from the countryside who treated her grandfather.

"Yuying, what are you doing, this is the miracle doctor who saved your grandfather!"

Song Wanjun yelled loudly, in order to invite this genius doctor back, he really spent a lot of thought, and with the help of Cheng Zhendong, he finally invited the genius doctor back.

Zhang Xiaohu glanced briefly and saw an old acquaintance.

"Uncle Song, she and I are friends!" Zhang Xiaohu stopped.

Song Yuying was calmer than anyone else in her heart. She originally thought that there would be no intersection in this life, but she just met here. Her mind recalled the scene at the Wolf Howling Mountain. She just saw that beautiful woman. For some reason, she suddenly flashed Feel sad and disappointed.

"Master, please be respected by your disciple!"

The acupuncture king, Mr. Feng, bravely came to Zhang Xiaohu and bowed his head in person.

Ever since he was defeated last time, Elder Feng has never been able to forget the promise he made. As Xinglin's doctor, he dared not avoid anything.

Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help being surprised, it was just a joke at the beginning, he didn't have the ability to accept a needle king as an apprentice, and he was scolded and defeated by others when it spread.

"Old Feng, what you said is serious. It was just a joke at the beginning, so you can't take it seriously. I think we should forget about it!" Zhang Xiaohu politely refused.

"What I said to Mr. Wang Feng is the water that is poured out. My ability is not as good as yours. From now on, you will be my master!" Mr. Feng attaches more importance to this matter than anyone else.

Now that he has played, Mr. Feng will not lose his debt.

The people on one side were stunned for a long time, and some couldn't believe what happened before them.

A generation of needle king Feng Lao is going to become someone else's apprentice, and if it is spread out, it will probably cause an astonishing sensation.

Zhang Xiaohu saw that Mr. Feng's personality was very stubborn, and if he refused to agree, it would be a trouble sooner or later. If he accepted this apprentice, he might be able to save a lot of trouble in the future.

"In this case...then you are my apprentice!" Zhang Xiaohu said solemnly, but Su Xiuxiu who was next to him cursed secretly.

"The apprentice has met the master!" Feng Lao brought a cup of tea, Zhang Xiaohu followed up politely, took in an apprentice, brought tea and water, unfortunately, he was too old.

"Master, I've been checking the acupuncture techniques used by the master for the past few days, but I can't find the source. I don't know what acupuncture technique you are using?" This is the thing that Mr. Feng wants to know the most.

"You are my apprentice now, so I will tell you that this is the Nine Dragons Flying Needle Technique passed down by my teacher!" Zhang Xiaohu didn't mind revealing it.

"Nine Dragons... Flying Needle Technique?" Feng Lao murmured to himself, and immediately, his face changed suddenly, with an incredulous expression in his eyes, "What, this is Nine Dragons Flying Needle Technique, this...how is it possible!"

Zhang Xiaohu didn't want to explain, what he wanted was this effect.

"Uncle Song, what do I want?"

After accepting an apprentice, the next step is to treat the disease. Before the treatment, it depends on the preparations.

"Big villain, why are you doing this!" Song Qianqian said dissatisfiedly, you haven't been cured yet, so you have to look at those things, what's the matter.

Zhang Xiaohu squinted, "I'm happy!"

"You're shameless!" Song Qianqian just couldn't understand this kind of person.

"Qianqian, don't say a word!" Song Yuying looked helpless.

Zhang Xiaohu showed a mouthful of white teeth, "You are shameless, see, this handsome guy has teeth, I forgot to tell you, I use foreigner toothpaste!"

Song Qianqian rolled her eyes, it has nothing to do with foreigner toothpaste.

Song Wanjun glared fiercely, fearing that something might happen again, "Little genius doctor, I've prepared what you want for you!"

There was a red wooden box on the table. When I opened it, it was full of ginseng with neat roots.

Zhang Xiaohu glanced at it, and nodded in satisfaction. There are thirty top-quality ginsengs, which are indeed related, and the ages are basically more than 300 years old.

"That's right, that's good, I'm going to treat the illness now!"

Zhang Xiaohu is a cheerful person, if he has absorbed all these ginseng, his spiritual energy will definitely be improved to a higher level.

Song Wanjun spent a lot of thought on these things, now seeing Zhang Xiaohu satisfied, he let out a long sigh of relief, and finally understood what Uncle Cheng said, this guy loves this kind of things, he glanced at Cheng Zhendong gratefully.

It was still the same room as last time, and still had a strong smell of medicine.

The last time I came here, old man Song's breath was stable, and now he is dying, and he will die at any time.

"I need absolute silence for healing!"

Zhang Xiaohu drove away the doctors and nurses, walked to the side of the sick bed, laid out the silver needles, and started to work.

"Will there be any problems?" Su Xiuxiu asked worriedly.

Cheng Xi patted his heart, "Brother Xiaohu is very powerful, it will definitely be no problem to treat Master Song, have you seen those wild ginseng, they are all apologetic!"

Su Xiuxiu was startled again, looking at the middle-aged man, a memory popped up in her mind, and a strange look flashed in her eyes again, "This is the Song family?"

"You're right!" Cheng Xi looked at the stage and replied casually.

"Little villain, who are you?"

The silver needles in Zhang Xiaohu's hands were flying, his eyes were dazzled, he couldn't see clearly, the only person in the field who could understand was probably Feng Lao, as the king of acupuncture, he had studied all kinds of acupuncture, but he had no impression of this kind, he understood What kind of terrifying existence did I encounter.

"come out!"

"Bring the basin!"

Song Wanjun immediately put the basin on the ground, and the dying Mr. Song spat out black blood streaks into the basin, and immediately there was a rancid smell in the house.

"All right!"

Zhang Xiaohu took the silver needle away, as if he had done an insignificant thing.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Song is poisoned by Gu poison. Think about when he offended someone?" Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help reminding.

"What, Gu poison?"

Song Wanjun and Mr. Feng couldn't help being surprised, Gu poison, isn't this a trick from Jiangzhou, how could it appear here.

(End of this chapter)