On the way home, Pang Xiaonan said to Zhang Yao: "Thank you tonight."

Zhang Yao was still feeling sorry for her wallet, but when she heard Pang Xiaonan say thank you, she said generously: "It's okay, help each other. But where are you going to move in?"

"Hailong Community." Pang Xiaonan replied lightly. Although he drank a lot of wine, the amount of alcohol was drizzling for him. A cultivator could quickly convert wine into water, and he would not get drunk no matter how much he drank it. This little wine was not yet when he wanted to turn wine into water.

"Hailong Community?" Zhang Yao's face turned red and looked particularly beautiful because of drinking. "That's a high-end villa area. Do you have any relatives living in it?"

Pang Xiaonan shook his head: "I live alone."

Zhang Yao snorted and said, "Just brag, you, I see, you, a poor student, can you afford Hailong Community? Otherwise, I have three bedrooms and two living rooms, and I will rent one for you?" She felt it was inappropriate as soon as she finished speaking.

Unexpectedly, Pang Xiaonan was not grateful and said exaggeratedly: "Don't seduce me, just rent it to me in your broken community, so you don't want to live there for free!" After that, he speeded up.

Sure enough, after hearing Wuming's fire, Zhang Yao hit him with a pair of pink fists, "You damn Pang Xiaonan, look for a fight!"

Pang Xiaonan sent Zhang Yao to the gatehouse as usual and turned around to leave. Zhang Yao stopped him, took out his cell phone and said, "Save a phone number. Remember to find me if you have any wine in the future."

Pang Xiaonan also took out his cell phone, and the outdated style was overshadowed in front of Zhang Yao's latest phone, "Call it here, I'll save it, it's okay to ask you for a drink, but you can pay."

"You stingy!" Zhang Yao thought to herself that she is such a beautiful woman, and she doesn't know how many people are rushing to pay for the bill. Who knows that every time she meets you, she will have to spend money for you.

But Pang Xiaonan didn't buy it at all and said, "You are a teacher and I am a student. It is natural for the teacher to ask the students. You are embarrassed to let the students pay the bill. You are simply ashamed of the title of Soul Engineer!"

On the way back to the dormitory, Pang Xiaonan thought that today was the last night in the dormitory, so he had to go back quickly and experience the feeling of sleeping in the dormitory one night. Unexpectedly, when he returned to the dormitory and opened the door of 303, he could only hear the snoring of his roommates one after another. He walked to the bathroom alone and took a cooler, then went back to his lower bunk to sleep. "Hey, I can't even have a long talk with them all night in the end."

After the military training the next day, Peng Yuyan came to pick Pang Xiaonan up to the Affiliated Hospital of Dongli Military Academy as usual. As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Wang stood up with a smile to greet him: "Our Dr. Pang is here."

Pang Xiaonan walked to the fabric sofa with a smile and sat down, saying, "It's better for you to call me a name. I'm nervous when I hear others call me a doctor."

Mr. Wang pointed to a white coat on the rattan chair and said, "This is the uniform we have prepared for you. Wear it and help you better integrate into the role."

Pang Xiaonan got up and picked up the white coat, put it on himself, turned around twice, and asked, "Do you look like a military doctor in the army?"

When Mr. Wang saw that he was wearing a camouflage suit inside and a white coat outside, his face was dark, he said, "It looks like it, but it looks more like it for more military caps."

Pang Xiaonan took off his white coat and put it aside and said, "I won't wear it today. You and I have two acquaintances. Let's give others treatment in the future."

Mr. Wang poured his mouth on the sofa and said, "Today is the last treatment. I went to take a picture after the treatment yesterday and found that all the abnormal shadows in the heart are gone. So what are you going to treat today?"

Pang Xiaonan sat down and started looking for something on the tea table. The goods were still the ones yesterday. He took a piece of scallion pancake and bitten it, saying, "The first two treatments were to clean up the visible trauma in your heart. Today, it is mainly to repair the meridians."

"Meridians? Do you refer to the twelve meridians of the human body?" Mr. Wang didn't know much about traditional medicine, but he still heard of it.

Pang Xiaonan shook his head and said, "The twelve meridians you mentioned are the main large meridians. What is damaged in your heart are some subtle meridians, which are not easy to detect."

Mr. Wang nodded thoughtfully: "Well, meridians are classical theories of Eastern medicine. There is currently no instrument that can detect the existence of meridians, but it is indeed there."

Pang Xiaonan threw a plum blossom into his mouth and nodded, saying, "The objective reality of meridians is no longer doubtful. Now physical or chemical means, such as sound, light, electricity, heat and isotope tracking, have proved the existence of meridians. Unfortunately, its structural entity cannot be found anatomically. Even under an electron microscope that is hundreds of thousands of times is also disappointing."

"For many years, the research and exploration of meridian anatomy structure has not been fundamentally breakthrough or revolutionary progress. The reason is that it is bound and restricted by traditional anatomical concepts. In the past, the exploration of meridian anatomy structures was always based on the traditional anatomical concepts. The meridians that people subconsciously wanted to look for should be similar to blood vessels or nerve bundles, with obvious and clear anatomical structures, tissue forms, and obvious new structures or tissues with obvious characteristics. However, what was expected did not appear on the anatomical section, so it was confusing. Moreover, it was not able to adapt to the changes and rethink them with another idea, so the exploration of meridian structures was stranded." Pang Xiaonan introduced the history of meridian theory to Mr. Wang.

"The existing meridian sections show that there are no obvious comparative rules for the meridians like vascular or nerve bundle-like hollow tubes or wire harnesses, which are ordered, simple, clear, and obvious structures or morphology. The structure and composition of the tissues and cells on the meridian path are not obvious from the surrounding tissues. They are all relatively complex, poorly regular, lack concise, and less orderly and chaotic forms or structures." I am afraid that Member Wang will not understand, Pang Xiaonan tried to explain it in easy-to-understand words.

"Although there are more nerve bundles, blood vessel counts and mast cells at the meridians than around them, there are no more obvious channels or paths, and there are tubular channels with obvious road boundaries. Therefore, completely empty tubular meridians like blood vessels, or similar nerve bundles with fewer components such as one or two, and solid meridians with obvious differentiation, cell populations or cell combinations, seem to be difficult to detect."

"But what is this connection form that fills the path area or intercellular spaces that are more distributed in cells, blood vessels, nerves, and mast cells? Is it a meridian? It seems that it should be certain. This is a new name of tissue morphology type, that is, the future tissue anatomy structure of fractal and fractal dimensions that are different from the traditional anatomical integer dimensions, which is the morphology and anatomy of meridians." Pang Xiaonan took a cup of Kung Fu tea and poured it into his mouth, saying, "Okay, start the treatment."

Mr. Wang was stunned when he heard this. He was interrupted by Pang Xiaonan. In a daze, he answered repeatedly: "Okay, OK." He got up and put on the hospital bed. Pang Xiaonan reminded him to take off his clothes. He sat up again and took off his upper clothes. When he was about to lie down, he came to his senses and said to Pang Xiaonan: "The meridian theory you just mentioned is very interesting. Let me tell you after the disease is cured."

Pang Xiaonan nodded and said, "Okay, you lie down first and close your eyes."

Member Wang lay down obediently and closed his eyes. Pang Xiaonan said, "I'll disinfect the silver needle first, you can relax." Dr. Qiu didn't come, only Member Wang and Pang Xiaonan were left in the ward, so Pang Xiaonan had to disinfect himself.

Member Wang heard Pang Xiaonan ask again: "You give me that villa, I'm going to live today. Have the sanitation inside been cleaned?"

Mr. Wang said: "I told people to clean up yesterday and ensure a new look."

Pang Xiaonan said: "Then please tell people to clean regularly. There must be many servants in your house. Just send a few to clean it."

Member Wang said: "I know, you don't have to worry about these."

Pang Xiaonan said: "In addition, when I stay there at night, don't ask people to disturb you. It takes absolute peace to dispose of medicine to you. If there is always someone disturbing you, it will affect the effectiveness of the medicine."

Member Wang said: "Okay."

Pang Xiaonan said: "By the way, are there any female celebrities living in Hailong Community?"

Member Wang: "Ah...you come again!" It turned out that Pang Xiaonan had stabbed the silver needle into his chest while Member Wang was not paying attention.

Member Wang said indignantly: "I have been treated twice. You still use this trick. Can't you tell me in advance?"

Pang Xiaonan snorted and said, "Tell you in advance that you will still be on guard, as it will affect my injections. OK, don't talk and enjoy the treatment."

Pang Xiaonan once again injected spiritual power into the silver needle, opened his spiritual consciousness and came to Wang Zhengzheng's heart area with the spiritual power. Now, the environment here is clean and clean, and it is no longer the messy scene. However, there are still some hidden damage that must be found and repaired, otherwise it will still cause various physical functions to be lost over time.

As Pang Xiaonan said, meridians do not have blood vessels and nerves have such obvious physical paths, so they are not that easy to detect, but they will show their performance. Although the forms are different, they can still be detected. However, what we need to repair this time are those small meridians, which requires a lot of observation skills to be consumed by Pang Xiaonan.

Unlike the previous two treatments, the major injuries were obvious. This repair work requires extremely detailed searches. Pang Xiaonan had to concentrate his strong spirit and search in those corners that may be forgotten, and then spend meticulous manual repairs. Pang Xiaonan's brows frowned.

The heart repair work this time was more troublesome than the previous two times. After one hour and ensuring that there was no damage, Pang Xiaonan opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

During the treatment process, Mr. Wang enjoyed the comfort of spring breeze again. The feeling was like on a sunny spring afternoon when he saw his first love girlfriend smile at him, then turned his head to look shy, and sweet pink memories.

"Ah!" Congressman Wang let out a soft cry. Pang Xiaonan had pulled out the silver needle. The silver needle actually had a trace of black marks. It seemed that this treatment also removed some toxins from the heart.

Pang Xiaonan wiped away the fine sweat from his forehead, put the silver needle back into the wooden box, then poured his butt on the fabric sofa, and poured a glass of juice. This time it was sour plum soup, which was sour and sweet and quenched thirst.

The feeling of treatment of Mr. Wang dissipated, and he gradually came to his senses. He slowly got up and put on his clothes. He walked off the hospital bed and sat next to Pang Xiaonan, poured a glass of juice. After an hour of treatment, his body was a little tired and his mouth was a little dry.

"Meridian repair is really amazing. Let me tell me about it, I am very interested." Mr. Wang drank the juice in one mouthful, and he was indeed thirsty.

Pang Xiaonan picked up a cherry and put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, "Well, it's very sweet. OK, I'll tell you again."

"Although the tissue at the meridian walking cannot be seen through dissection, it is filled by cells, and the gap between cells or within and between cells becomes the pathway for meridian mass transmission. This pathway is an inaccurate and regular cavity, blood vessel, and non-regular, simple, precise and orderly, and non-porous solid body. Like a nerve bundle, it is a complex structure composed of capillary tubes, capillary gaps, intercellular gaps and cell entities." Pang Xiaonan paused and took a sip of juice.

"The distribution or morphology between cells, gaps and gaps, and the complex, irregular, low-order conditions of mass transfer paths in cells, have fractal autoradioactive or self-similarity. This is the fundamental difference between meridians and pure hollow ducts and pure solid nerve bundles. It has complex fractal fractal characteristics." Looking at the complex eyes of Mr. Wang, Pang Xiaonan knew that it was too profound, but he had no choice. Originally, illusory things like meridians were difficult to explain.

Pang Xiaonan stood up and twisted his waist left and right, moved his body, and said, "Old Wang, I think you don't worry about the profound theory of meridians. If you cure the disease, everything will be fine. Don't be a doctor."

"Hi," said Mr. Wang, slutty, "What kind of doctor should I be? I just think that the treatment of your meridians can cure such a stubborn disease. I'm a little curious. I'm an idle person anyway, I'll learn until I'm old. But after you explain this, I've learned a lot of knowledge, and Oriental Medicine is profound."

"Talking about serious matters," Pang Xiaonan began to look serious and said, "Are the medicinal materials ready?"

Mr. Wang nodded and said, "The medicinal materials you prescribe are not very difficult to find. Dr. Qiu told me that there are basically all in the warehouses of the hospital, and only the old ginseng hospital is not available at all. However, I found them in Jiurentang, and there are not many of them, so I have basically wrapped them up."

Pang Xiaonan felt aroused, and he remembered the old ginseng that was priced at 99,999, and asked: "You have bought all the old ginseng in Jiurentang? There is an old ginseng that costs 100,000 yuan in their main store. Have you bought it too?"

Mr. Wang beat the sofa hard and said, "When it comes to this old ginseng tree, I know it is a good thing, so I want to buy a few more pieces no matter what. Unfortunately, there is only one in the whole Huahai City, and the rest are those that are not as good as this one. Alas, you need to be anxious, otherwise, I really have to search for it."

Pang Xiaonan gave a thumbs up and said, "It turns out that he is a rich man. I went to see it last time. The old ginseng tree is indeed of good quality. Unfortunately, I am a poor student, so I can only see it."

Member Wang shook his head and stared at Pang Xiaonan, saying, "What you said is that you are not a poor student now. You are the signboard of our hospital. After you leave the hospital, you will immediately build a good momentum for you. There are so many rich and untreated people in the world like me who are rich and have no land. Everyone can afford to spend a few old ginseng trees."

Pang Xiaonan Dynasty congressman Wang gathered together and said, "Old Wang, is there any other place to buy these good medicinal materials besides Jiurentang? I mean, particularly good medicinal materials."

Mr. Wang thought for a while and said, "Actually, Jiurentang, a mass pharmacy that is used for ordinary people, can purchase top medicinal materials? It can't be sold there, and no matter how good it is, it can't be eaten as a meal. If you want to buy top medicinal materials, you still have to go to the underground black market."

"Underground black market?" Pang Xiaonan became interested. This sounded like a good place for Taobao.

Mr. Wang nodded and looked out the window. The sky was dimmed and a bright moon hung on the treetops. The ward was built against the mountain. The trees on the mountain were now swinging lightly with the wind and shadows. Mr. Wang walked to the window and opened the window. The gentle breeze blew in, diluting a hint of dullness in the air-conditioned room, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Mr. Wang turned his head and said to Pang Xiaonan: "As the name suggests, the underground black market is an informal market underground in our Donghai City. In the northwest corner of Donghai City, there is an abandoned underground drainage pipe. At night, there will be people setting up stalls there, selling not ordinary goods, but are rare things on the market, and some are even black goods."

Pang Xiaonan also walked to the window and asked curiously: "What are the black goods?"

Member Wang looked at the bright moon in the dark and said, "There are everything you can't imagine, and there are nothing you can't buy."

Pang Xiaonan bent down and lay lazily on the windowsill, asking, "Isn't anyone care?"

Member Wang stretched his arms behind his back and said, "In the past, the police station had banned it, but unexpectedly, these illegal black markets were scattered in every corner of the city. In other words, the black market was closed, not only did not solve the fundamental problem, but also allowed those illegal activities to blossom everywhere. So the authorities decided to stop paying attention. Gradually, the black market flourished again."

"But if no one cares, order is not good, right?" Pang Xiaonan straightened up and returned to the fabric sofa, "Old Wang, don't just chat, call for something to eat."

"Haha, OK," Mr. Wang also turned around, walked to the hospital bed, picked up the cell phone on the cabinet, "It would be fine if you didn't mention it, but when you said it, I was a little hungry."

After Mr. Wang told Peng Yuyan to go to get food, he also sat on the sofa and said: "If no one cares about the black market, it will be inappropriate, and the underworld will also have the order of the underworld. Later, several large merchants in the black market jointly established the black market management committee, which gradually developed into the largest gang in the northwest of Huahai City-the Black Bear Gang."

"It's interesting, Black Bear Gang, I don't know how their boss came up with this name." Pang Xiaonan raised his legs and collapsed comfortably on the sofa.

"Although this Black Bear Gang is a gang of gangs, he has a very business-minded heart at heart," said Mr. Wang. "The black market is becoming more and more prosperous under the management of the Black Bear Gang. Even some public figures like to go to the black market. It's funny to say that the security of the black market may be better than that of the regular shops outside."

"As you say, do you have to pay the management fee when setting up a stall in the black market?" Pang Xiaonan thought to himself that the world was too crazy, and the underworld became the management committee.

"You are right. The gang collects money as a protection fee. However, in the black market, everyone is rushing to pay the protection fee. Because the black market is limited, if you don't pay the money, there will be no place to do business for you." Mr. Wang said with a smile. He picked up a scallion pancake. "I didn't eat these things before, but my heart is good, and I don't stale."

"The black market is small, so don't you know how to expand the Black Bear Gang?" Pang Xiaonan really regarded the Black Bear Gang as a company. Since it is a company, he knew how to operate it most effectively.

"Yes!" Congressman Wang nodded heavily and said, "You are right. I said that the Black Bear Gang is full of commercial elements. They really expanded the black market. They organized a construction team to dig two more floors on the original sewer. Now there are 3 floors in the black market!"

Pang Xiaonan gave a thumbs up and said, "That courage is not even comparable to many large companies."

Mr. Wang clenched his fists hard, making a crackling sound of joints, and said: "In the past, I also heard my subordinate business companies trained the case of the Black Bear Gang. They can take it out to make classic cases of business schools with such behavior. The underworld is no longer the people we imagine who can only fight and kill."

Pang Xiaonan said: "This Black Bear Gang can operate so effectively. There should be many top students with high diplomas among the members? Otherwise, it would be difficult to implement even if you have ideas by relying on some gangsters."

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "You are very smart. I heard from the training lecturer that 50% of the members of the Black Bear Gang are college students, and if you want to get a position, you must have a university diploma. Whether you are attending or going to college seriously, as long as you have a diploma, you can be superior to others in the Black Bear Gang."

"Tsk tsk," Pang Xiaonan sincerely exclaimed, "Even the underworld attaches importance to diplomas, which shows that he is not afraid of hooligans fighting in groups, but he is afraid of hooligans being educated."

Member Wang laughed and said, "In the past few days, it's hard to find a job, and joining a gang may be more secure than joining a large company. Besides, fighting and killing these dirty and tiring tasks are done by those who don't have diplomas. College students only need to do management work. I heard that college students who join the Black Bear Gang now have to line up to walk through the back door. If they are not famous universities, the Black Bear Gang doesn't want it, hahaha."

"Hahaha," this is the funniest joke Pang Xiaonan has ever heard in Huahai City. It is more interesting than before when he became a monk and recruits college students. After all, being a monk has to preach, but it is not close to women. The underworld has to eat, drink, and have fun. "According to you, this underground black market is more lively than a large shopping mall. You must go and have a look if you have the chance."

"It's not just a bustling shopping mall," said Mr. Wang. "This black market is not only open normally at night, but also organizes some grand activities regularly. For example, on the 8th of each month, there will be an auction. Black market sellers from all over the world will take out the treasures in the bottom of the box to auction. The higher the price, you will never see many things in your life."
To be continued...