"Teacher Xia said that I've helped you see it now, what's your mother-in-law?" Old man Huang became a mature man. Of course, he could hear that Secretary Zhao was suspicious of Xia Yunjie's medical skills, and said unhappy when he heard this.

When Secretary Zhao saw Mr. Huang say something, he naturally didn't dare to have a mother-in-law anymore. He hurriedly moved the chair out and then lifted up the trouser leg of his left foot.

After lifting up, everyone realized that the knee was swollen and there was a bullet scar on it.

"Oh, Brother Zhao, your legs are swollen like this. The bone hyperplasia must be very serious. I think it is necessary to have surgery." Huang Xiangyi is a doctor. Although she is not an orthopedic doctor, she still has her eyes. Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel moved.

"Yes, Teacher Xia, I'm always injured. It's okay, but it hurts more severely when it's windy and rainy. I have also seen many famous orthopedic doctors, but they have no cure. The doctor suggested that I have an arthritis replacement surgery." Secretary Zhao nodded to Huang Xiangyi, then pointed to the swollen part of his knee and said to Xia Yunjie.

The reason why Secretary Zhao said so much was mainly because he thought that Xia Yunjie would definitely have no choice but to be afraid of losing face to him and Mr. Huang, so he laid the groundwork in advance.

Although Huang Xiangyi has now treated Xia Yunjie with admiration, his father's illness is actually related to some mysterious things. In her opinion, Xia Yunjie said that it was better to cast spells than to treat his father. So now she is facing real medical problems, and she also has no confidence in Xia Yunjie.

After all, diseases like Secretary Zhao are a global problem!

"It's quite serious, but it's not a big problem to cure it. I'll help you with a few measures to relieve the pain. When tomorrow I ask Zhengcheng to send you two talismans. You paste it every three days, I think it's going to cure it." Xia Yunjie looked at it and said.

Secretary Zhao and Huang Xiangyi naturally didn't believe that a few massages and then pasting two talismans could cure the disease. Secretary Zhao even thought that Xia Yunjie's words were simply nonsense.

If it weren't for Huang Lao's presence, he would have scolded Xia Yunjie for playing the piano randomly and promoting feudal superstitious thoughts!

But Mr. Huang, Feng Wenbo and others were moved when they heard this, especially the light flashed in Qu Weiguo's eyes. He lowered his voice and asked Feng Wenbo beside him: "Uncle Master, is it because Uncle Master talking about Zhu Youshu?"

Feng Wenbo nodded when he heard this, and his eyes showed a look of admiration and fanaticism.

Seeing Feng Wenbo nodding, Qu Weiguo was shocked. He was a native of the Wu Sect, so he naturally knew the origin of Zhu Youzhi, which was the most difficult subject in medical science.

But he specializes in his skills and has thousands of magical skills in the Wu Sect. Without extraordinary talent, not everyone can learn them all. Like Wu Ze, he said that there were four disciples, but because of his limited talent and energy, no disciple could learn all his magic. The eldest disciple Zhuge Xuan was good at divination and talisman art, while Feng Wenbo's father Feng Gaofeng was good at medical skills. Therefore, even if Zhuge Xuan was the most skillful among the four disciples of Wu Ze, he did not learn Zhu Youshu, the most difficult medical skills, throughout his life.

These Qu Wei Guosheng are disciples of Wuxian Sect, but they know it clearly. Xia Yunjie had already shown his profound magic skills before, so Qu Weiguo thought that Xia Yunjie was really good at magic, but he didn't expect that he could even do Zhu Youshu in medical skills!

Mr. Huang once heard Mr. Qinghong mention Zhu Youshu, but he never had the chance to see him. Now he heard this and guessed that the talisman that Xia Yunjie mentioned should be Zhu Youshu, so he looked surprised.

Xia Yunjie ignored everyone's reactions. After saying that, he pressed his hand on Secretary Zhao's knee and gently squeezed it.

Secretary Zhao has been massaged for many times in his life, and there have been even massages from the national medical level hands, but in his impression, no hand can be as magical as Xia Yunjie's hands.

The hand just gently pinched the knee, and Secretary Zhao felt a wave of warmth from Xia Yunjie's fingers to his kneecap. The original stinging pain was soon overwhelmed by the warmth, and it felt like he was soaked in the sun, so comfortable that Secretary Zhao's eyebrows stretched out.

When Secretary Zhao felt extremely comfortable, the swelling on his knees also subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye under Xia Yunjie's massage.

What is more shocking and convincing than seeing it with your own eyes? Huang Xiangyi watched Secretary Zhao's swollen knees gradually fade under Xia Yunjie's hands, and her eyes were as bright as goldfish's eyes.

If the previous appearance of the Gu insect subverted Huang Xiangyi's view on those mysterious ghosts and gods, this time, Xia Yunjie completely subverted her entire concept of modern medicine.

"Okay, you shouldn't hurt now." Xia Yunjie only held it for half a minute and then stopped. When he stopped, the swelling on Secretary Zhao's knee had completely disappeared.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore!" Secretary Zhao stood up and stomped his feet a few times in disbelief, then said with a look of surprise.

"You Xiao Zhao, now I believe that my brother is a miracle doctor." Seeing that the injury to his old subordinate's lower leg was expected to be cured, Mr. Huang happily pointed at Secretary Zhao and said.

"Believe, believe that Teacher Xia is simply Hua Tuo's rebirth!" Secretary Zhao said with admiration.

"Haha!" Huang Lao laughed loudly when he heard this, and then said, "Now I know how to flatter Mr. Xia. Did you just call me teacher because of my face? But I tell you, Brother Xia is a paranormal. Don't see him being skilled in medicine, so you can lead everyone to him, disturbing his cultivation."

"I understand this. Today I am thanking you for your blessing to meet a paranormal like Teacher Xia." Secretary Zhao nodded quickly, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. Teacher Xia is your age-lost friend. How many people in the entire Republic are qualified to treat him to a doctor!

At this time, Secretary Zhao didn't know that Xia Yunjie was not only Huang Lao's friend, but also Qu Weiguo's uncle, otherwise he would be even more frightened.

You should know that although Qu Weiguo has almost no reputation in the domestic political circle, his rank is comparable to that of him, the secretary of the provincial party committee. Even if his power is not inferior to him, it is nothing more than the nature of the power field.

Xia Yunjie originally wanted to say hello to Secretary Zhao afterwards, but now he saw Mr. Huang reminding him, which saved him something. At the same time, he also secretly sighed that although Mr. Huang was generous, he was very careful in his mind.

Because Mr. Huang is old after all, although he is particularly happy today, everyone is still worried that he will be tired of him, and the banquet ends around 9:30.

During this period, Mr. Huang drank a lot of wine. After the end, Tan Xing was still very excited. He took Xia Yunjie's hand and insisted that he go to his room to sit again. He said that Qinghong would come over later. He wanted to see the wonderful expression of the old charlatan Qinghong who suddenly appeared like a young master.

It turned out that he met two fellow disciples in the Feng family, one of whom was an elder in the sect. Qu Weiguo did not dare to delay, so he took the time to call his master, Old Man Qinghong, while at the Feng family.

Although the old man Qinghong was seriously injured in his body and should rest and breathe rather than travel far, I heard that not only did Mr. Feng’s descendants still live in the world, but also the master’s disciples were also in Jiangzhou City, so how could he hold on to him? Especially the latter is an elder in the sect, and even he had to call Mr. Master. So after answering the phone, Mr. Qinghong took the most recent flight to Jiangzhou City, and now he is almost at the airport of Jiangzhou City.

"Teacher Xia, my dad..." Seeing that his father was very excited and was still very excited when he was so excited, Huang Xiangyi was a little worried about his body, so she quietly pulled Xia Yunjie's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, your father is strong. I'll leave you a prescription to regulate your body before leaving. I think it's not a problem to live a hundred years old." Xia Yunjie smiled and comforted.

"Thank you, Teacher Xia, then I'll be relieved." Now Huang Xiangyi was convinced by Xia Yunjie. She knew that he was a true master and miraculous doctor. When he heard that his father could live for a hundred years, he couldn't help but feel so happy that he opened his mouth.

"Brother Xia, you are so young and have such skills. You are the pillar of the country and the talent of the country. I wonder if you are interested in serving the country? Don't worry, brother, although I am old, what I say still works. I promise I will never let you down." After returning to the living room of the hotel room, the two chatted for a while, Old Huang changed the subject.

Only then did Xia Yunjie realize that Huang Lao insisted on leaving himself. It turned out that the drunkard was not drinking. He couldn't help but shake his head laughing and crying and said, "Brother Huang, I believe you will never let me down. However, I am used to being idle and wild cranes and have no ambitions in my life. I think it's better for An An to be my little commoner."

Mr. Huang knew that if someone like Xia Yunjie was really interested in career or money, he would be at his peak. He would not be as mediocre and poor as he is today, so he didn't have much hope for persuading Xia Yunjie. Now, seeing that Xia Yunjie really shook his head and refused, and he couldn't help but pat his legs and sighed: "What a pity, what a pity!"

"It's no pity. For someone like me, I should be glad that I have no ambitions." Xia Yunjie sighed when he saw Mr. Huang slapped his legs and said calmly.

When Huang Lao heard this, his body was shocked. His turbid old eyes shot out a sharp light. After a long time, he nodded and smiled: "You can see through it."

Xia Yunjie suddenly regained the simplicity of a young man when he heard this. He touched his nose embarrassedly and said, "Actually, it's not that I can see through it, but that I am just a small commoner."

"You, you!" Of course, Mr. Huang would not really treat Xia Yunjie as a commoner. He smiled and shook his head.

Just as I was talking, a knock on the door sounded.
Chapter completed!