Chapter 154: Touching the Porcelain

When Fan Wubing arrived at the hospital, Fan Tianlan was packing up his things.

"Teacher, are you going to leave?" Fan Wubing asked in surprise.

Originally, Fan Tianlan had no intention of staying at the rock for a long time. If he had not met the monster Fan Wubing, he had the idea of ​​taking disciples for a while and wanted to leave a successor for his magic needle, he would not have been there for more than half a month.

While packing up, Fan Tianlan said to Fan Wubing, "It's very urged in Beijing. Your senior brothers are very concerned about the old man's body, so they just went back. Anyway, the things you learned are different from ordinary acupuncture, and there is not much to teach you. However, you still need to study the song and map when you have time."

Fan Wubing nodded repeatedly, knowing that the old man was talking about the truth. Over the past period of time, through the treatment of Feng Mao and his careful study of the song and map, he has gained a lot. His internal energy cultivation, which has stagnated in recent years, seems to have the intention of breaking through the bottleneck.

It seems that the songs and plots provided by this magic needle are also of great benefit to internal energy cultivation, or even the most authentic lineage of internal martial arts in ancient times.

You should know that in the past, the martial arts lineage was also differentiated from internal kung fu, and different techniques were designed for their own different needs. However, these techniques vary from person to person and have different effects, which leads to a lineage in which they are inherited. Not everyone can understand the samadhi. Over time, they will become distorted.

However, the inheritance of medical abilities is different. As a medical abilities, internal kung fu can be said to be the most basic and pure kung fu, so the deviation is small. Although it is not as lethal as martial arts kung fu, the internal qi cultivation is the most authentic, most effective and safest for the health abilities.

Fan Wubing accidentally got this song and picture this time, which is really a blessing.

Before leaving, Fan Tianlan gave Fan Wubing a piece of advice, "Do everything go with the flow and don't force it too much."

Fan Wubing watched the old man get on his special car and drove all the way to the north, and then slowly walked back. This time he met Fan Tianlan, which helped him a lot. He not only learned a magical acupuncture technique, but also solved the problem of stagnation of internal energy cultivation that had troubled him for many years. More importantly, he experienced a master's demeanor, the feeling of being elegant and outspoken without being contaminated by the world, which is really unforgettable.

I have been busy for a while recently, but it is time to think about the important things carefully.

CCTV has already started urging. After the TV show is successfully launched, it is urgent to open a few more programs. Old Chen is still waiting for himself to apply a strong medicine to increase the ratings!

In addition, the entertainment companies in Shanghai should have substantial actions. Hengdian's film and television city can already be put into use. I have to watch them make one or two blockbusters and become famous in one fell swoop. These are all things that require some effort.

Just as I was thinking about this, I was a little distracted when I walked on the road, and I met someone unknowingly.

"Ouch--" the man across the street shouted, awakening Fan Wubing from his contemplation.

Fan Wubing looked carefully and found that it was a man in his thirties who was hit by himself, as if he had lost something. He was searching everywhere on the ground, and kept saying, "Where did you hit me? A life-saving thing!"

Fan Wubing was watching, and the man picked up a piece of paper from the ground and said happily, "Good luck, I finally didn't lose it!"

Then the man peeled off the paper ball, and a green jade Buddha appeared inside. After he looked carefully, he shouted out, and then rushed over and grabbed Fan Wubing's clothes.

"You are sick, why are you pulling my clothes?" Fan Wubing asked with a frown, frowning.

The man said with a sad face, "If you don't touch me, I'm too lazy to pull you! Look, the Jade Buddha passed down by my family was hit by you, how should I calculate this?"

Fan Wubing looked closely and found that there was a jade Buddha wrapped there. It originally had four hands, but for some reason, I didn’t know whether it was thrown or something else, but I actually lost one hand and became a three-handed Buddha.

Fan Wubing paid attention to the break. It was indeed new, so he couldn't be sure whether it was knocked out just now.

"How much? I'll compensate according to the price!" Fan Wubing estimated that he must have met someone who was trying to deal with him, but he was too lazy to bother with him, so he spoke.

The man didn't expect Fan Wubing to be so straightforward. He just looked at Fan Wubing dressed in bright clothes. He was probably a rich young master, but he didn't expect that he would have to pay for money. He rolled his eyes and said to Fan Wubing, "How can I know how much money is from the family? This time I took it to the antique market to raise money to treat my wife. Who knew that you were hit by it all at once? Alas, my poor wife--"

After saying that, the man squeezed out tears, looking heartbroken.

After doing this, Fan Wubing couldn't be sure whether the other party was a mess. If there was a patient at home waiting to use the money, it would be delayed.

Today I happened to be idle, so Fan Wubing said, "Okay, since I'm in a hurry to use money, then I'll go with you to see your wife. If you're really sick, I'll pay the money!"

"You are half old, are you rich? Alas, I'm in trouble today!" The man looked at Fan Wubing with doubts, feeling that he was a little younger.

Fan Wubing always had a lot of money on his body, so he pulled out a stack of money and shook it in front of the man.

"Uncle Six, you are lying again!" A voice sounded.

When Fan Wubing saw it, Feng Ping came over, grabbed the man's arm, and then said, "A junk jade Buddha, how many people have you deceived?! Today I actually deceived my friend again!"

"Your friend? Hehe!" the man smiled awkwardly, packed the things back on his own, and then said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'll go to another place!" After that, he ran away.

Feng Ping came over and took Fan Wubing's arm, snatched the banknotes from his hand, counted it and said, "Wow, rich people are different. They can take out tens of thousands of US dollars at any time. It's amazing!" Then he said, "Since this is the loss I have recovered for you, should I share some money?"

Fan Wubing suddenly felt a little amused, "You are really a money-lovers! But I was surprised, why do you know so many things? You even recognize those who are trying to mess around!"

Feng Ping sighed and said, "We are civilians, so we are not as rich as your Mr. Fan? This is just now, our old neighbor. His wife has rheumatoid heart disease and has been bedridden. How can we afford to see a doctor by relying on her salary alone? Isn't this just that if you have something to do and come out to find some pocket money? In fact, it's quite pitiful."

"Is there really a patient at home?" Fan Wubing asked curiously. He thought the man was talking nonsense just now.

"Of course it's true, because the family has no money, the hospital is going to chase people away." Feng Ping shook her head and sighed.

Fan Wubing nodded and said, "Uh, that's true. Forget it, just think I'm doing good deeds every day, take some money, just give it to him, hoping it can be used."

"This is tens of thousands of dollars! You gave it to him like that?!" Feng Ping asked with some doubts.

"Everyone said that it is a good thing to do every day." Fan Wubing replied angrily.

"Let me give it to him?" Feng Ping asked again.

"Nonsense! I don't recognize him as old man!" Fan Wubing was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

Fan Wubing is not like he is overwhelmed with love, but he just happened to meet him today. He can't pretend to be deaf and dumb. Although he was just a mess, the man was also touched by him. It was his luck to have some money to save his life.

"Can you be sure you don't regret it?" Feng Ping shook the money and asked again.

"I regret it for tens of thousands of dollars?" Fan Wubing was almost irritated by Feng Ping. Where did she get so much nonsense!

"Hahahaha--" Feng Ping suddenly laughed, and tears were almost flying out of her eyes.

Fan Wubing was very surprised. He didn't know what Feng Ping had made another problem. After a while, Feng Ping stopped and said to Fan Wubing with a crazy smile, "I realized that it feels so good to slaughter a big fat sheep! You willingly gave me so much money! This is faster than making money for any job!"

"What does it mean?" Fan Wubing was a little confused about the situation.

Feng Ping proudly put the money into her small bag, and then said to Fan Wubing, "That means that I hired that person temporarily to try to get some money from you. How about it, there is no perfect scam, right?"

"Damn! So you are a liar!" Fan Wubing looked at Feng Ping's pride and was almost angry to death.
Chapter completed!