When Zhang Huai knocked on a big plaque and shouted "The time has come"

Zhang Ai when lang lang said according to the plan, "Dear fellows, I have a family in yiguang today. I hope everyone can take care of it." When Zhang Ai said this, the weathered cloud body flew to Zhang Fu’s side to see Zhang Fu’s side. There was a big plaque hanging in front of a new house. The red cloth covered the weathered cloud. When he reached out and pulled it, he immediately revealed the plaque. Four glittering Chinese characters helped others. Firecrackers rang with the red cloth.
Everyone has realized that "helping colleagues" is the only way to create a new store.
Zhang Ai added, "I promise that no matter what the disease is, I will get 100% medicine from my colleagues who help the world, except otherwise, my colleagues who help the world are willing to give up with nothing and pay 1 million taels of silver!"
"One million and two hundred" on the sidelines, everyone took a deep breath. Ordinary people can’t live for a penny or two in January, and they can spend at most a few ounces of silver in January. How can they not be shocked? You know, one million and two ounces of silver is enough to promote the city to hundreds of thousands of people for several years.
Zhang Ai smiled and was satisfied with the effect of surprising everyone. "But I decided to help my colleagues in Xindian Zhangsuo for seven days and all the drugs were."
"Really?" The wrong novel network does not jump, and Zhang Ai’s words come out as soon as one person falls.
Everyone looked at the speaker in succession, only to find that it was a beggar. The beggar was unkempt and his body smelled extremely strong. It turned out to be a famous beggar in Xingcheng. An Sok Song Anyuan’s family was in a good family. Nai’s wife was ill. An Sok spent all her money to help his wife. Who wanted to cure his wife’s illness? Instead of being cured for a long time, he withdrew his hand and returned to An Sok because of his illness. From then on, people in Xingcheng felt sorry for his life. Instead of hating him, he helped An Sok more often.
Chapter 30 yiguang Zhang ()
Song Anlai was also watching the fun, but when I heard Zhang Ai’s words, I remembered that my wife was killed by those quacks. I was angry and didn’t want to come out, so I wanted to tear down Zhang Ai.
Zhang Ai also heard something about An Sok. After listening to Zhang Ai’s words, he was not angry and said "absolutely."
Song An laughed and said, "If you can’t cure the disease, does it count to give up your colleagues and compensate one million taels of silver?"
Zhang Ai has Zhang Zhongxuan in nature, and he is not afraid to say firmly that he will never break his word.
"Well, I’ll be the first to see a doctor," Song An shouted.
"An Sok, let alone the sitting doctor, even if I look at you at once, I can see that you are not sick. What disease do you want to see? Although my colleagues help others to see a doctor, it is intentional if no patient wants to see a doctor …" Zhang Ai’s words are not finished, but everyone knows the meaning of finding fault behind.
An Sok sneered, "Since you dare to boast so much about Haikou, I, An Sok, naturally won’t be unreasonable." He said, when he came to the Jianghu traveler with a knife in one hand, he said, "Brother, lend me your nod."
That Jianghu hawker is also frank and humane. "Baodao is really a silver iron worth a few dollars. You have to take it." He said and handed the knife to An Sok An Sok, who took the knife from the other side and thanked him. "I don’t think Master Zhang will break his promise in front of everyone."
They all don’t know what he is going to do. Even Zhang Zhongxuan can’t see through Zhang Zhongxuan. "This An Sok doesn’t know what to play."
When Zhang Zhongxuan asked this question, An Sok’s right hand held a knife, and the knife light flashed with blood, and the light fell on An Sok’s left arm, and Huo Ran fell to the ground. All the people were in an uproar, and they all showed unbelievable. Looking at An Sok, I can’t believe that he actually cut his left hand.
An Sok didn’t frown. First, he was pale and sweaty, and his lips were bleeding. Everyone knew that he was fighting back the pain and didn’t care. He admired An Sok’s patience. An Sok picked up his weak arm and said, "Since Master Zhang said that your colleagues can cure all diseases, I want to continue to see a doctor."
When Zhang Ai’s face changed, he wanted to refuse. At this moment, Zhang Zhongxuan took Zhang Ai’s way, "Dad, rest assured that this sick child will help him cure", and said that his figure was a constant wind that entered the colleagues who helped others.
When Zhang Ai heard Zhang Zhongxuan’s confident words, although his heart was a little suspicious, he still hit his face and said, "Well, in that case, my colleagues who help others will help Song Anzhi to take him to the Tong Ren Tang to help him see a doctor."
Zhao Zifeng’s heart was long. As early as Zhang Zhongxuan, he ordered him to sit in the Litang line to see a doctor. When he heard Zhang Ai’s words, he hurriedly led Song Anchao to help his colleagues. Suddenly, he watched the crowd crowded into the Tong Ren Tang to help others and looked at the situation inside.
"Sir, there is a patient." Zhao Zifeng took An Sok to the hall and made a ceremony with a black curtain covering the room in the hall.
Zhang Zhongxuan, well, stretched out his hand and twisted a thin thread and flew straight out to wrap An Sok’s left hand vein. When they were still wrapped in that thin thread, Zhang Zhongxuan sighed that "the disorder of body and blood gas is obviously caused by a lot of bleeding, and your left hand vein stops. It seems that you have no left hand, but your roots are not sick."
An Sok sneer at a "I cut off my arm, you can hear it naturally, and you don’t have to say much. Just help me pick up my arm. If I can’t pick it up, get out of here and help my colleagues. Don’t pretend to be a happy doctor here."
"Really?" The wrong novel network doesn’t jump words. Zhang Zhongxuan sneers at one thing and doesn’t refute that a real yuan came out along the thin line. Everyone feels that the thin line shines at the moment by floating a burst of white light. At the end of the thin line, the sky shines with a ball of light. The ball of light enters Zhang Santi and immediately swims in Song Antian. It doesn’t take a moment to come to An Sok. An Sok’s left arm is constantly bleeding, and his hand immediately stops bleeding. White light covers the broken arm. Seeing that An Sok’s right hand is holding a broken hand and shaking, he wants to fly back to his left hand from An Sok’s right
"Let go of your left hand" Zhang Zhongxuan debuted
Zhang Zhongxuan’s words seem ordinary, but there is a kind of majesty in An Sok’s ears that makes him resist from the right hand. Miraculously, the broken arm did not fall but flew up. The wound at the arm was directly joined up. Everyone saw that An Sok’s arm light flew out of the black curtain and four or five needles and thread flew in front of An Sok’s broken arm as if it were alive. Obviously, it was sewing and knitting Zhang San’s broken arm.
Being in it, Song Anxin couldn’t say that he was shocked. Although the needle and thread were sewing for him, he didn’t feel a trace of pain. He couldn’t help but admire Zhang Zhongxuan in Litang. Just when the flying needle sighed, An Sok’s arm ball suddenly shone with colorful light, and An Sok’s hand was actually connected in good condition without a trace of cutting.
More than a thousand people stopped breathing. I can’t believe this picture.
Zhang Zhongxuan withdrew the needle and said, "You try your left hand."
An Sok shook his left hand hard and didn’t feel any discomfort. He knelt down in the hall and said, "Arrogant little An Sok doesn’t know that the imperial doctor is offensive. Please forgive me."
Zhang Chongxuan also admired An Sok just now, because he had broken his left arm, and his heart was a little bit full of love, so he suggested, "I don’t know if you don’t sin, but your tone is a hero, but you can be a beggar and live a good life by yourself. I am treating you because of my colleagues’ seven-day free clinic. In peacetime, I will treat people like you as if I don’t live, which is equivalent to dying and saving in vain."
An Sok heard Zhang Zhongxuan’s words, and for some reason, his whole body felt hot. "Mr. An Sok must keep in mind that An Sok’s departure is bound to make a name for himself." An Sok said that Zhang Zhongxuan in Chaolitang got up and was about to leave.
"Wait" at this moment, Zhang Ai stopped An Sok. When everyone was looking for trouble with An Sok, Zhang Ai said, "An Sok, you, I, Zhang Ai, are also admired. Today, although you want to fold my desk, you are excusable. Since you are now upset, today is my new store, I will do a good thing. Here are thirty taels of silver, which I will give you to start over." Zhang Ai took the money from Zhongbo and wanted to give it to An Sok An Sok, but refused. "Master Zhang, you are kind, Song Anxin got the money, and I My colleague’s seven-day free clinic, I believe that Zhang Dangjia will make it clear that you will lose a lot. If I do this, I will definitely have a second and third life. Living is just a sigh of relief. Even if I live alone, I will get up again. "
An Sok said and took a step towards the crowd. When they saw this, they gave way in succession, but I didn’t know who was driving them to clap their hands silently.
Is it that palm is vibrating An Sok again and drumming, or is it drumming in the Zhang family or both?
Chapter 39 Branch Library Reading ()
"Have you heard? Lao Zhang? "
"What did you hear?"
"I depend on a imperial doctor’s museum in the city. You don’t even know what you are doing."
"I’ve gambled all night in the casino these two days and lost my luck. I don’t know if Xingcheng people are all dead."
"You …"
"Well, listen to you say that there is a imperial doctor’s museum in the city. What great event should I take as a yiguang? I don’t give a shit about this. Now, if you spend money on a trip to yiguang, you will know when others call An Sok Hua. I would rather lose all my money than toss it into yiguang. "
"It’s a free clinic. If you don’t collect money, don’t hurry to treat your disease. Be careful and you’ll die before you lose all your money."
"Is it true or false?" Wrong novel network does not skip words.
"It’s been two days since 100% medicine got sick, and there hasn’t been a case that can’t be cured."
"Then I’ll go."