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Chapter 497: No. 1 Person

"Old Chu, you gave birth to a good granddaughter, haha." After saying that, the old man turned his head and looked at Old Master Chu next to him, and smiled meaningfully.

Mr. Chu stood beside him, listening to the conversation between his leader and Zhuang Lin. When he heard the Yanjingzhuang mentioned by Zhuang Lin, his heart beat violently a few times and the muscles on his face twitched.

After spending so many years in this circle, he naturally knew what the Yanjing Zhuang in Zhuang Lin represented. At the same time, he also guessed who the old man Zhuang mentioned was mentioned by the leader.

The only one who can be called the leader of the Yanjing dealer is the only one who can be called the dealer.

Zhuang Lin is the eldest grandson of Mr. Zhuang, wouldn’t that mean that Zhuang Lin is the eldest son and grandson of the Zhuang family in Yanjing?

After thinking about this, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little. He never thought that the boyfriend his eldest granddaughter had found, who had no origin, was the eldest son and grandson of the three major Chinese dealers.

Zhuang Lin stood there thinking hard and searching for memories. After a long time, he finally found a figure in the memory that coincided with the old man in front of him, formerly Huaxia No. 1, Old Bai.

There are many pictures of this old man in my past memory, but what Zhuang Lin could not have imagined was that in just over five years, the No. 1, which was once, has now become so old that he almost couldn't recognize it.

"Xiao Zhuang'er has met Grandpa Bai."

Old Bai moved his upper body slightly, and on the wrinkled face, he smiled kindly and nodded slightly.

"A long time ago, I heard that Xiao Zhuang'er returned to Yanjing and learned a lot of medical skills. Even Old Man Zhuang's illness was cured. Unexpectedly, you little genius doctor was actually hiding in the Spring City." Old Bai said with emotion.

Zhuang Lin returned to Yanjing and cured Mr. Zhuang with his own hands. Although the banker did confidential work, he could not hide the eyes of those who were interested. People like Mr. Bai were afraid that they had received accurate news at the first time.

"Grandpa Bai, how could your body be...? I remember, your body has been tough all the time." Zhuang Lin did not say anything humble, but looked at Old Bai and asked in a deep voice.

"Hey, who doesn't have three disasters and five difficulties? All of this is fate." Old Master Bai was very open-minded. Although he was paralyzed, his spirit was very good, and the smile on his face remained the same.

Compared to Mr. Bai's frankness, Mr. Chu was more concerned about whether Zhuang Lin could cure Mr. Bai's illness and let him stand up again.

"Zhuang Lin, you can even cure Xiaohua's strange disease. Can you cure your Grandpa Bai's disease?" Mr. Chu looked at Zhuang Lin and asked with anticipation.

At this moment, everyone in the bedroom, including Mr. Bai on the bed, also looked at Zhuang Lin and quietly waited for his reply. Everyone still had little hope in their hearts.

"Let me take a look first. I haven't seen Grandpa Bai's legs before, so I can't say anything." When Zhuang Lin felt the gaze of Qi Yi that the few people were casting over, he couldn't help but nodded immediately, but in the end he still endured it.

If you have never seen the patient's condition with your own eyes, you will make a random judgment. This is an irresponsible behavior.

"It's great not to be impetuous in doing things." Old Bai nodded slightly and praised with a smile.

At this time, if Zhuang Lin didn't even look at it, he nodded and said that he could cure it. I was afraid that Mr. Bai would not be happy at all, but would be disappointed. He believed that Zhuang Lin had a general medical skills and acted sloppyly.

Zhuang Lin just smiled slightly at Old Bai's praise, and then walked to the bed, bent down, and lifted the blanket covering Old Bai's lower body.

He first pressed his right hand on Old Bai's right leg, and his vitality flowed through his palm and into the old man's thigh. After a week of circulation, he raised his palm and moved it to the old man's left leg.

There was silence in the entire bedroom. Several old men next to him held their breath and looked at Zhuang Lin, watching him constantly shifting his palms.

After several moves, Zhuang Lin's palm finally stopped on Old Bai's waist. At the same time, he raised his left hand, and a slender silver needle appeared between his index finger and middle finger. Without a slight stop, his finger fell down and the silver needle penetrated Old Bai's waist.

The silver needle fell into it, and a stream of vital energy flowed in, flowing counterclockwise in the acupoints on the old man's waist for a period of time. The acupoint energy was activated, flowing out of the acupoints and spreading everywhere.

Mr. Bai's thigh, which had no sense, suddenly twitched at this moment. This moment not only shocked Mr. Bai, but also Mr. Chu and his others were also shocked.

"This..." Seeing this magical scene, Old Master Chu couldn't help swallowing, but for a long time, he couldn't react.

Seeing that Mr. Bai's legs were reacting, Zhuang Lin felt relieved. This means that Mr. Bai's legs were blocked with meridians and there was no bad situation of necrosis. With his current ability, he only needed several times to clear the old man to stand up.

"Xiao Zhuang'er, is there any possibility of your grandfather's two legs?" Although Mr. Bai has always been very calm, how could he be willing to spend his last life in bed for decades? At this time, he looked at Zhuang Lin and asked, with a slight nervousness in his voice.

Zhuang Lin took the silver needle out of the acupoint and put it into his pocket, then nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Bai, I can get you back up in just one week at most."

As for his diagnosis, Mr. Bai's legs were only blocked with some of the meridians. With his current ability, it didn't even take a week to clear these meridians, and there would be no sequelae.

"Zhuang Lin, are you sure that it only takes one week to restore the leader?" Mr. Chu stumbled his mouth, came forward, and looked at Zhuang Lin in disbelief and asked.

It’s not that Mr. Chu suspected that Mr. Bai was paralyzed. During these days, they searched all well-known doctors in China, including masters from the Sanyin and Five families, but they could not cure Mr. Bai’s legs. Now Zhuang Lin insisted that he only needed one week to cure Mr. Bai’s illness. Mr. Chu naturally felt a little unacceptable.

"Well, two years ago, I treated Mohammed Habai, the oil tycoon in the Middle East. His condition was much worse than Grandpa Bai. All the meridians in the lower body were blocked, and Grandpa Bai was only blocked in part of the meridians on his thighs. Only when these blocked meridians were cleared, Grandpa Bai would be cured." Zhuang Lin said with a smile.

"Okay, with your words, I will feel relieved. Old man, I will leave these two legs to Xiaozhuang." Old Bai stroked his beard, laughed to the sky, and said with a loud smile.

His idea was very simple. Since Zhuang Lin was able to pull the old man Zhuang, who was already in danger, back from the gates of hell, it shows his superb medical skills. Now Zhuang Lin asserted that he would have to have his own legs at most a week, and I'm afraid he could really do it.
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