Seeing Fang Huisheng and others leaving Lin Xiaoyun's home, Wang Zhi couldn't help feeling a little more. If he wanted to say that he took the little monk to leave the police station, which violated the regulations, what would this factory director Fang look like just now?

As long as it is a group, there will never be a lack of meat and strong prey, and there will never be a lack of bullying others with power. Isn’t the laws of nature the prey of flesh and weak prey?

Wang Zhi shook the feelings in his mind, and then began to carefully look at Lin Xiaoyun's home. Perhaps because he had experienced too many things, Wang Zhi felt that his thoughts had become a little complicated and always liked to think about things for no reason.

"Who is this?" Lin Xiaoyun's mother came to her senses at this time and asked at her daughter. Didn't her daughter be born when the young monk came in just now? And from Fang Huisheng's conversation just now, Lin Xiaoyun's mother also heard that this little bald man should be the young man who helped her daughter stand out. Of course, the young monk has a good impression of Lin Xiaoyun. She naturally didn't know what was followed for several days, otherwise the uneasiness that had just been relieved in her heart would probably rise again.

"This is a little monk. I met a few days ago on the edge of the West Lake. Today she was the one who helped me, otherwise Fang Heng would probably have..." Lin Xiaoyun said softly, and tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes as she spoke.

Women are really made of water. Lin Xiaoyun is so charming at such a young age, which is considered to be a reversal of all living beings, but this family cannot maintain this beauty.

At this time, Wang Zhi even remembered a sentence he had heard before: "If you can't protect the treasure, it's better not to own it, otherwise it will be a disaster!"

Although Lin Xiaoyun is not a treasure, it is a sad thing for such a beautiful girl to be born in such an ordinary family.

How many women desire beauty, but who knows that beauty that cannot be protected is actually a huge disaster.

"Thank you!" Lin Xiaoyun's mother hurriedly greeted Wang Zhi and the little monk: "You sit down, I'll go make tea." As she spoke, she began to clean up the messy living room.

"No need, let's take a look and leave. Today, the little monk is also responsible for this matter." Wang Zhi said with a smile.

"This is my master, Wang Zhi, that... the principal of Jianghuai College of Traditional Chinese Medicine!" The young monk hurriedly introduced that a monk actually knew how to introduce Wang Zhi's job and position. The charm of this love is really great.

"Wang Zhi!" Lin Xiaoyun's mother was stunned when she heard this, then she reacted and looked at Wang Zhi in surprise and said, "Are you Dr. Wang?"

"Haha, I am Wang Zhi." Wang Zhi nodded with a chuckle, but he agreed, and Lin Xiaoyun's mother knelt on the ground with a "splash!" and choked: "Doctor Wang, please save Xiaoyun's father!"

"Get up first, I'll go with you to see." Wang Zhi hurriedly helped Lin Xiaoyun's mother up and said. As soon as he walked into the door of the house, he smelled a faint smell of medicine in the house, and he sensed that there was a patient in the bedroom. Now that Lin Xiaoyun's mother said this, he understood that Lin Xiaoyun's father was seriously ill. This family is pitiful.

"Thank you, thank you Dr. Wang!" Lin Xiaoyun's mother said hurriedly, and tears fell out again as she spoke.

"Girl, don't thank Dr. Wang, your dad is saved!" After being helped up by Wang Zhi, Lin Xiaoyun's mother scolded her dazed daughter again.

"Thank you, Dr. Wang!" Lin Xiaoyun said hurriedly, looking at Wang Zhi with disbelief. Is this the famous doctor Wang Zhi?

"By the way, Mrs. Lin, what's going on with that painting?" Wang Zhi chuckled and waved his hand. He signaled Lin Xiaoyun not to be polite, and then pointed to a painting on the living room wall and asked Lin Xiaoyun's mother. Wang Zhi had been paying attention to this painting for a long time.

This painting is not big, about ten centimeters long and about seven centimeters wide, inlaid in a dilapidated frame. The painting shows the back of a young man, and his outfit looks like the Ming Dynasty. There is a poem on the side: "The sea of ​​knowledge is endless and hard to make a boat, the medical journey is long and the heart is made into a scale, the wonderful doctor of the ivy is full of ivy, and the flower of life and death on the ivy!" The font is also a traditional Chinese character in ancient times.

The painter's painting skills are not very good, and the portrait looks a bit rough, but the handwriting is very stylish.

"This is passed down by his grandfather of Lao Lin. It is said to be a family heirloom treasure from his ancestors. It has been passed down for many years, but I don't know what it is. I took it out for identification. It is said to be a painting from the Ming Dynasty, but it is not the hand of famous masters and cannot buy much money, so I keep hanging it." Lin Xiaoyun's mother said, then looked at Wang Zhi and asked, "Doctor Wang, do you know this painting?"

"I know, our family used to have a look." Wang Zhi pondered for a moment and said with a chuckling.

"Your family also has it?" Lin Xiaoyun's mother asked in confusion.

"Yes, the back of this painting is a Chinese medicine doctor. This painting was made by his disciples. I didn't expect that your family is also a famous Chinese medicine master!" Wang Zhi said with a smile.

After a famous Chinese medicine expert, Wang Zhi said this slightly trembled when he said it. In fact, the back of this painting was himself. He said that there was such a painting in his family that was completely nonsense. He practiced medicine for thousands of years, and although his reputation was not obvious, he had also accepted many disciples. This painting was made by an apprentice he accepted. Wang Zhi didn't like to paint the front, so this painting only had a back. He never thought that the world would change and change the world. After so long, he would be lucky enough to meet the descendants of his disciples.

But in the end, the romantic is always blown by the rain and wind. The Lin family has now lost the medical skills and passed on it. And it is really sad to get to this point.

"So what happened after a famous doctor? I'm not bullied now." Lin Xiaoyun's mother sighed. Not to mention the famous doctor, even after the emperor, the country is easy to change, and future generations will also be bullied.

"Okay, take me to see Mr. Lin." After hearing Lin Xiaoyun's mother's words, Wang Zhi stopped talking about this topic.

Lin Xiaoyun's father was lying in the bedroom, and could hear the movement outside. Later, the living room became quiet and worried. When he saw his wife bringing a strange young man in, he hurriedly asked, "How is it? Fang Huisheng left?"

"Let's go, it's a blessing to Dr. Wang!" Lin Xiaoyun's mother pointed at Wang Zhi and said, then introduced Wang Zhi's identity.

"Thank you, Dr. Wang." Lin Xiaoyun said hurriedly, and after saying that, she sighed in a deep voice: "It's all that I'm incompetent!"

"Old Lin, it's not your fault." Lin Xiaoyun's mother walked over and touched her husband's hand and said, "Don't worry, Dr. Wang has promised to treat you, and your legs will be healed soon."

"Can my legs still be good?" Lin Xiaoyun's father sighed again when he heard his wife's words, and tears at the corners of his eyes couldn't help but roll down.

"Don't worry, I promise to let you recover." Wang Zhi said with a smile. Although he was not sure about the specific reason why Lin Xiaoyun's father's legs were paralyzed, he probably guessed something through the smell of the medicine in the room, and it should be no problem to cure it.

"Thank you, Dr. Wang." Lin Xiaoyun's mother said again.

"You're welcome, let me see, let's talk about it." Wang Zhi waved his hand, then lifted the quilt on Lin's leg, stretched out his hand and pressed it a few times, then took his pulse and said, "Is it a fall? Is it a muscle and nerve atrophy caused by inadvertent treatment?"

"Yes, Lao Lin fell off the ladder while working." Lin Xiaoyun's mother said hurriedly, and said carefully about cause and effect.

Lin Xiaoyun's father is named Lin Yishan, and he is also an old worker on the car window. He mainly engaged in machine repairs. He fell off the ladder during equipment repairs five years ago. At that time, Fang Huisheng was the factory director. When Lin's mother went to find Fang Huisheng to ask for medical expenses, Fang Huisheng said that Lin Yishan did not operate according to the regulations and the factory did not pay the money. In the end, several technicians with good relationships with Lin Yishan begged to get it. However, it was because the medical expenses were paid too late that his leg became like this.

After hearing Lin’s mother’s remarks, Wang Zhi was no longer surprised. This is the world. In the past, state-owned enterprises were companies that people rush to enter after they were rushing to enter. However, with the development of the times, many state-owned enterprises have become corrupt, and this machine tool factory is no exception.

"I will prescribe the prescription for you, and then come to acupuncture every day, and you can move in half a month." Wang Zhi smiled and said, "But I guess I will leave Jianghuai in a few days, and this acupuncture..."

Wang Zhizheng said, and then saw the little monk standing with Lin Xiaoyun next to him smiling and waved to him: "This acupuncture cannot be broken for half a month, but I can't come every day. You are also a foreign expert, so you should not be slow in your studies. Then you come here to acupuncture."

"Yes! Master." The little monk was immediately overjoyed when he heard this and nodded quickly.

"Look carefully." Wang Zhi looked at the little monk in anger, and immediately took out a golden needle to start acupuncture. At the same time, he reminded the little monk next to him: "Acupuncture is a slight difference, a sharp error is a thousand miles away. The acupoints must be accurate. You are a warrior, so I don't need to mention this aspect of the acupoints. You must remember the depth and technique of inserting the acupuncture."

Wang Zhi has always wanted the young monk to learn some medical skills, but this kid is not very good at Taoism. This is an opportunity. As he said, the young monk is a warrior and has a clear understanding of acupoints. As long as he is careful, it is not difficult to get started with acupuncture.

Now that the little monk is in love with Lin Xiaoyun, he is naturally very happy, and taking this training is an opportunity.

When Lin's mother heard Wang Zhi say that he would ask the little monk to come for acupuncture for a few days, she was a little hesitant, but when she saw Wang Zhi's serious eyes and the focused expression of the little monk, she endured it but still didn't say it. Since the little monk was Wang Zhi's apprentice, he should have some foundation, right?

After the acupuncture was completed, Wang Zhi took the little monk back. After Wang Zhi and the little monk left, Lin Xiaoyun's mother briefly talked about what happened in the living room with her husband.

"What? Doctor Wang recognized the painting in our house?" Lin Yishan was shocked and hurriedly confirmed when his wife said that Wang Zhi recognized the origin of the painting.

"Yes, he said they still have a pair of them." Lin's mother nodded and said, then asked curiously: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

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