"Oh, it turned out to be Dean Jing, you go back, we won't go to recruit workers."
Wu Chushan categorically refused.
Jing Taiji smiled and said, "Don't worry, our hospital also needs an old Chinese medicine doctor like Dr.
Zhu, is he in the room?"
After that, he walked straight into the living room, Wu Chushan ignored him and walked to Lan'er's side.
Lan'er was still frightened, her steps back, and she muttered, "Daddy, why did you become so tall?"
"Tall" Wu Chushan felt that something was wrong, "Lan'er, are you sick?"
"Ahh "Wait, I'll call Dr.
Zhu."
Wu Chushan also suddenly felt that his eyelids were a little tight, and the figure of Lan'er in front of him seemed to be distorted.
"Could it be poisoning" The thought of the mountain man flashed in his mind, and his footsteps had already entered the living room.
Dr.
Zhu was standing in the corner, confronting Jing Taiji with a nervous expression.
Wu Chushan asked puzzledly, "Doctor Zhu, you?"
Dr.
Zhu's trance-like gaze fell on Wu Chushanren's body, and he asked timidly, "Who are you, why are you so tall?"
At this point, Wu Chushan confirmed that the whole family had been poisoned.
"What's going on in your family" Jing Taiji's expression was extremely strange.
In his eyes, Jing Taiji's figure is growing taller inch by inch, and finally it seems that his head has reached the ceiling, and he is talking to himself with his waist, and the strange face in front of him is as big as a wooden foot basin "Who are you?"
asked Wu Chushanren.
"I'm Hansheng, why don't you even know me," Jing Taiji said, and sat down in his chair with a relaxed expression.
"Hansheng, when did you come back from Hong Kong, child, why do you look so old" Doctor Zhu rushed over when he heard this, looked at Jing Taiji carefully, and said with a heartache.
Jing Taiji secretly said in his heart, oh, Han Sheng actually went to Hong Kong, it seems that the Zhu family has a lot of secrets.
"Dad, I went to Hong Kong, but I forgot, what did I do in Hong Kong, do you remember?"
Jing Taiji said seductively.
Dr.
Zhu said with some dissatisfaction: "How can you forget such a big matter, you have to concentrate on seeing patients, it's not good for you to be so careless." ” Jing Taiji thought that it was better to get straight to the point, so as not to go around in circles, so he said with an unusually sincere face: "Dad, I have forgotten all the prescriptions for curing diseases, so how can I treat others, you and Master will tell me again, okay" His eyes looked at Wu Chushanren.
The Shanren was in a trance and wondered, who is his master, is it wrong for me "Hansheng, I am not your master, but your father-in-law."
Wu Chushan straightened his face and corrected.
"Hansheng, you are the only one who has seen the Green Capsule Sutra, and we don't know it."
Dr.
Zhu said suddenly.
Jing Taiji, the Qing Capsule Scripture of the Three Kingdoms Hua Tuo's Qing Bao Medical Book, felt that his chest was out of breath It turned out that the 1700-year-old Qing Capsule Sutra was re-emerged Jing Taiji couldn't help but tremble in his heart, no wonder Han Sheng had so many unbelievable ways to cure diseases at such a young age, God has eyes, let me Jing Taiji know this secret.
"But I forgot where I put it, if you know, tell me quickly, I'm still waiting to be treated."
Jing Taiji said impatiently.
Doctor Zhu frowned and said suspiciously, "Hey, didn't you hide in the kennel and burn it down along with the grass house?"
Like a basin of cold water poured from his head to his feet, Jing Taiji's heart was half cold, and he burned the world's priceless treasure, the book of Chinese medicine, and burned it "Who burned it," Jing Taiji muttered to himself.
"The house was burned by Meng Zhuqi."
Wu Chushan said, while thinking in a trance, his own internal strength was resisting the medicinal properties, and he felt that the headache was unbearable The medical skills of the green capsule meridian Hansheng came from the green capsule meridian Hansheng turned out to be the descendant of the divine doctor Hua Tuo Jing Taiji cursed loudly in his heart, Meng Zhuqi, this stupid bastard, you are really a stupid pig, just like your son.
It seems that he can only start from Han Sheng, he calmed down and thought.
"I'm not Hansheng, you can take a closer look at which one I am" Jing Taiji changed his tone, and his words were mixed with a Sichuan accent.
Dr.
Zhu looked closely, and it was really not Hansheng, "Who are you?"
he asked.
"I'm a patient who came to see a patient, and I've traveled thousands of miles from Sichuan, and it's very hard."
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Jing Taiji pressed his chest, showing that he was in pain.
"It's really a patient, but Hansheng went out and couldn't come back all of a sudden."
Dr.
Chu said apologetically.
"When did he come here, I'll wait, what do you want" Jing Taiji laughed secretly, this Zhu Yousan is indeed magical, wonderful.
Dr.
Zhu shook his head and said, "I don't know, it will take at least a month." ” It's bad, a month, it's too long, Jing Taiji thought dejectedly, now he can't wait to learn the secret of the Qing Capsule Sutra one day earlier.
"What kind of place will he have to go to Hong Kong to find him?"
Jing Taiji asked.
Dr.
Zhu stared at him in confusion and did not say anything.
"Come on, I'm sick if it's too late."
Jing Taiji had a pained expression on his face.
"It seems to be the Hakka house in the Kowloon Walled City of Hong Kong."
Dr.
Chu remembered.
"Well."
Jing Taiji breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.
It seems that I have to go to Hong Kong in person, the Green Capsule Sutra is a treasure of the Chinese nation, how can I let the yellow-haired boy who has not dried up in Hansheng monopolize himself with "Zhu Yousan", and act when he sees the opportunity, "Hmph", I Jing Taiji will definitely get the Green Capsule Sutra in hand, and then kill the kid to extinguish his mouth, and the world will be exclusive to me.
Thinking of this, Jing Taiji couldn't help laughing, stood up, and strode out.
When he came to the yard, he picked up a small stone, flicked his fingers, and after the sound of breaking the air, there was a "poof" sound, and the water tank in the kitchen broke, and a tank of water mixed with "Zhu Yousan" suddenly poured out in all directions and flowed to the ground.
There can't be a trace left here, he thought.
Jing Taiji rushed back to the dormitory overnight, configured the remaining "toad fungus" and "devil fruit" with "Zhu Yousan", and carefully wrapped it in glutinous rice paper, put it in an envelope, and at the same time put the two pubic hairs taken from Meng Zhuqi's neck into it, and then turned off the lights and went to bed.
In the 50s, there was not much difference between the prosperity of Hong Kong and Guangzhou, and before the 50s, Hong Kong was even more backward than Guangzhou, and it was easy to go to Hong Kong at that time, and not many people in the mainland were willing to go there.
After three years of the Great Depression, many people applied to go there, but in the early 60s, the procedures for applying to go to Hong Kong were extremely simple, and they only needed the approval of the unit leader and went to the police station to go through the formalities.
Since the Cultural Revolution, the British authorities in Hong Kong have tightened the border, and Guangdong has also been blocked, and formal channels have been blocked, so a large number of Cantonese people began to smuggle into Hong Kong.
Jing Taiji is also ready for smuggling, maps, compasses, flashlights, food, and some emergency medicines, the most important thing is money, although he is the dean, he is still an administrative level 19, and his salary is only more than 80 yuan, and all his savings are taken out, less than 1,000 yuan, he decided to bring all this family money.
Jing Taiji greeted the other leaders in the hospital, saying that he was going back to his hometown in Sichuan, and then left Wuyuan with a travel bag.
He took a long-distance bus to Nanchang and then boarded a train to Guangzhou.
Three days later, he came to a small fishing village on the edge of the South China Sea in Bao'an County.
A simple fisherman's family, Jing Taiji smuggled into Hong Kong at the price of 1,000 yuan, paid a deposit of 100 yuan first, and then paid the remaining 900 yuan when he got off the boat in Hong Kong.
At night, Jing Taiji came to the beach and boarded a small sampan, and the old fisherman rowed towards the sea with a swaying oar.
A bright moon hangs upside down, the sea is calm, and the salty and astringent sea breeze blows slowly, which is very pleasant.
Jing Taiji was full of thoughts about the Qing Capsule Sutra, as far as he knew, Hua Tuo, who was imprisoned in prison, wrote his life's work into a book of Qing Capsule Sutra and handed it to the cell head in prison, but the cell head was afraid of being affected and did not dare to take it, so Hua Tuo angrily burned it, and the next day, a generation of famous doctors was executed by Cao Cao, and the Qing Capsule Sutra was lost, becoming a regret for the ages.
Today, more than 1,700 years later, Han Sheng actually got this green capsule scripture, which shows that that night in the Xuchang prison, the cell boss should have accepted this book and then treasured it, because in the following 1,700 years, there has never been a green capsule in the world.
Hansheng, Hansheng, you kid is really fucking blessed, but, how can I Jing Taiji not be Jixing Gaozhao I am a medical graduate, theoretically I don't know how many times better than Hansheng, if I get the help of the Green Capsule Sutra, who else will I be in the world Thinking of this, Jing Taiji couldn't help laughing.
The sampan finally docked in a secluded bay on Lantau Island, Hong Kong.
Jing Taiji took out the rest of the money and handed it over, and the old fisherman counted the money in the moonlight.
"There's still more than 100 dollars left."
The old fisherman counted again and said.
Jing Taiji smiled and said, "I used it on the road." ” The old fisherman said, "We've got it." ” Jing Taiji sneered: "Yes, it's good, but it's not good." ” "What," asked the old fisherman in surprise.
"I want your life," Jing Taiji said, and his palm had already fallen.
That palm slapped on the old fisherman's heavenly spirit cover, and under the blow of Jing Taiji's strange internal force, the old man's skull was suddenly deformed, and his eyeballs flew out of their sockets and fell into the sea.
Jing Taiji sneered and dragged the banknote, kicked the old fisherman's body into the sea, and flew ashore with his travel bag.
Han Sheng was waiting for me, Jing came, he said in his heart
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