The best female boss

Chapter 27

However, Qu Zhengde knew that apart from Zhang Qiancao's medical skills that turned decay into magic, what caught his fancy the most was the frightening ancient martial arts.

Knowing that Zhang Qiancao wanted to leave, Qu Zhengde hurriedly said, "I won't bother you sir, if possible, I'll pick you up tomorrow."

After all, his father was still in danger, so it was understandable for Qu Zhengde to be anxious.

Zhang Qiancao didn't say much, just nodded.

"Shall I give you a ride?" Qu Zhengde asked cautiously.

"No need, I'll just take the bus back." Zhang Qiancao refused.

Qu Zhengde's face still changed. He still couldn't imagine that the old man would choose to take the bus now. If he told those people, his jaw would drop in shock.

However, Qu Zhengde did not dare to force the other party not to send it by himself. Finally, under Qu Zhengde's respectful gaze, Zhang Qiancao left slowly step by step.

Looking at Zhang Qiancao's back, especially the other party's current attire, Qu Zhengde, who was standing outside the lecture hall, stared blankly.

"Buddha, who the hell is he, worthy of your respect?"

Qu Hua, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't hold back his doubts and asked Qu Zhengde.

Qu Zhengde stepped forward leaning on a crutch with a dragon's head, and muttered to himself: "Decades ago, everyone was terrified when they heard about it. Fumo open."

"What?!" Only Qu Hua was left in deep shock.

Zhang Qiancao, who came home, opened the door, just like Zhang Fan came back from school, he also smelled the tangy aroma of food.Zhang Fan lived in the old town of Sanhe Road since he was a child, and lived an extremely ordinary life, a real bottom class.

Zhang Qiancao taught Zhang Fan since he was a child that he must learn to be self-reliant, especially men, must strive for self-improvement.Therefore, since Zhang Fan became sensible, he learned to cook and do housework.Zhang Fan also understands that if he wants to have a house to live in and a beautiful wife in the future, he must start with small things and work hard.

The aroma can be smelled from the door, which is enough to prove that Zhang Fan's cooking skills are good.When the first foot stepped into the old city of Sanhe Road, Zhang Qiancao's whole demeanor changed back again like a magic trick.

As always, he smiled innocently, showing his big white teeth, and was as simple as ever. No one knew the sharpness and invincibility he showed when facing Qu Zhengde.

Now he is just an ordinary old man and an ordinary grandfather.

Looking at the three dishes on the dining table, Zhang Qiancao tried her best to inhale the wafting aroma with a simple smile, then took out her own long pipe from the cabinet next to her, and accompanied Zhang Fan to the parent-teacher meeting that had been held for so long. It just happened, and he was so suffocated that he wished to light up the fire immediately and take a few puffs to relieve his addiction.

However, just as he was lighting the match, Zhang Fan who came out of the kitchen quickly snatched the bong from Zhang Qiancao's hand.

"Go, go, why smoke after eating!" Zhang Fan said bluntly, as if he didn't have the consciousness to be a grandson.

Zhang Fan had already seen Zhang Qiancao come back safely, so he didn't open his mouth to ask those two awesome-looking characters what they had to do with him and why they wanted him.

Just like Zhang Qiancao, who was already aware of the situation when Zhang Fan's body had problems, did not take the initiative to ask, Zhang Fan also chose to keep his mouth shut. He knew that if the other party wanted him to know, the other party would definitely tell him.If you don't want to let yourself know, then it's useless to ask.

Zhang Qiancao, who was robbed of his pipe, was not angry either, since he had no cigarettes to smoke, at least he still had food to eat, so he grabbed his chopsticks, and started chopping hard like Zhang Fan.

Soon, Zhang Fan also joined the ranks of grilling rice. It is conceivable how happy the grandpa and grandson were, as if they had been hungry for three or four days, devouring the food on the dining table.

Zhang Qiancao enjoyed it very much, and Zhang Fan also enjoyed this kind of life.It's just that while Zhang Fan was enjoying himself, he still didn't forget the promise he had made to Zhang Qiancao - to buy a big bungalow and marry him a white and fat woman.

Zhang Fan, who has integrated the soul of a future soldier, firmly believes that it will not be too late to fulfill this promise.

After the meal, Zhang Qiancao, who was picking his teeth, finished smoking comfortably, and called Zhang Fan over, telling him about his going to Guangdong tomorrow.

"Be careful yourself, don't be fooled!" Zhang Fan said after thinking about it.

After hearing Zhang Fan's words, Zhang Qiancao smiled foolishly and nodded.

If those who are familiar with Zhang Qiancao hear this, they will definitely be shocked. There are too few people in this world who can deceive Zhang Qiancao.

After lunch, the two of them took a nap as usual.

After getting up, Zhang Fan walked on the dilapidated sofa in the hall, took off his shirt as usual, and got in and out of his muscular upper body.Although Zhang Fan is only a child, his muscles are comparable to those of an adult.The muscles on his body are not very big, but a kind of muscle lines that present beauty.

After doing this, Zhang Fan lay down on the sofa, and immediately, Zhang Qiancao came out from the other room, holding a white acupuncture bag in his hand, which contained many kinds of acupuncture needles with different functions, long needles , needles and so on.

This is what Zhang Fan used to do every day, but as Zhang Fan's health gradually improved, now Zhang Qiancao would give him acupuncture and moxibustion every once in a while.

Since Zhang Fan was sensible, he knew that his body was much weaker than that of ordinary children. He filled a medicine jar, drank Chinese medicine every day, and then had to be pricked with needles to look like a hedgehog.

I heard from Zhang Qiancao that he was born weak, if it wasn't for Zhang Qiancao's miraculous medical skills, Zhang Fan might have ascended to heaven early.Even so, he still had to stick to the needle.

At this moment, Zhang Qiancao, who had already sterilized the acupuncture needles, gently pinched the acupuncture needles with his index finger and thumb, and then walked toward the twelve meridians on Zhang Fan's body.

The so-called Twelve Meridians, also known as the Twelve Zhengjing, are the main body of the meridian system.It consists of [-] meridian points including the Lung Meridian of Hand Taiyin, the Pericardium Meridian of Hand Jueyin, and the Heart Meridian of Hand Shaoyin.

Zhang Fan vaguely remembered that when he was very young, after drinking a different color of Chinese herbal medicine, he had to do a circle like this, but every time after the piercing, he felt a lot lighter all over his body, and his strength was also there. Gradually increase.

More importantly, when he was taking a shower, he could always find a lot of black objects overflowing all over his body, and the smell was extremely stench.

He didn't know that this was the legendary marrow washing until he got older!

In today's society, only his grandfather Zhang Qiancao has this medical skill.

At this moment, Zhang Qiancao held the needle, and stabbed it into Zhang Fan's acupuncture point while kneading at just the right speed. After a while, Zhang Fan's back was already full of needles. In this situation, he had to remain still. It took half an hour before the needles could be pulled out one by one.

These treatments to improve Zhang Fan's physique were all thought out by Zhang Qiancao with a lot of thought, but it was not enough, so Zhang Qiancao also taught him the martial arts exercises for physical fitness that appeared in Huaxia's extensive and profound Chinese medicine. Zhang Fan, such as the Wu Qin Xi created by Hua Tuo, and so on.

Today, Zhang Fan's body is no longer weak. On the contrary, under normal circumstances, it is not a big problem to deal with several people of the same age.

A day, whether it is long or not, will soon disappear from the eyes.

It was another new week, and Zhang Qiancao also left Fuze City with Qu Zhengde for Guangdong.

Zhang Fan was the only one left. As usual, he cooked porridge by himself, and then went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

Zhang Fan, who was carrying a schoolbag, noticed something unusual as soon as he entered the school.

In the past six months, every time Zhang Fan came to school, he could always hear or see some students mocking him, and he was used to it.Because of this, he felt a little difference more sensitively.

fear!

Yes, Zhang Fan saw many students, especially the students in the third year of high school. After seeing him, they seemed afraid to look him in the eyes. Some seemed to hide and walked away.

Zhang Fan frowned, but he didn't care too much and walked straight to his class.

When he first walked into the entrance of Class A of the third year of high school, Zhang Fan could clearly feel the eyes of the students sitting on the seats looking at him, just like the students who had just entered the school gate gave him the same feeling.

What the hell is going on here?
He saw that before he came in, many students in the class were chatting livelyly, but when he stepped into the door, they were all like good babies, immediately picked up the book, silently began to read, also I don't know if the book was turned upside down.

Zhang Fan glanced at Tang Xiao, and nodded with a smile on Tang Xiao. He was secretly relieved to find that the other party's expression hadn't changed.But when he looked back, he accidentally glanced at Lin Shuqi's place, and saw that it was empty, which meant that the other party was either late or not here.

Knowing the reason, Zhang Fan didn't think otherwise, good will be rewarded with good, evil will be rewarded with evil, it's not that there will be no retribution, it's just that the time hasn't come yet.Thinking in his heart, Zhang Fan came to his desk. At this time, Li Jian and Wu Tong, who had already come to class, quickly joined him.

Li Jian looked at Zhang Fan with a look of admiration, and said, "Fuck, Zhang Fan, you're so uninteresting, so you've been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger all this time!"

"That's right, you actually lied to my feelings, I don't believe in love anymore." Wu Tong on the side immediately took over the chatterbox, and looked at Zhang Fan pretending to be sad, and Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile.

Fortunately, however, they did not show the expressions on the faces of those students, which made Zhang Fan heave a sigh of relief.

"Fuck your Wu Tong, go away." Zhang Fan explained to Li Jian again: "Actually, I don't even know what's going on, it's true."

As soon as the words fell, Li Jian and Wu Tong raised their middle fingers at the same time, they couldn't believe it at all, they already regarded Zhang Fan as a rich second generation or official second generation who deliberately came to the secular world to experience life.

(End of this chapter)