Diary of the life of a working wizard

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When Secretary Zhao saw Mr. Huang talking, he naturally didn't dare to talk to his mother-in-law. He hurriedly moved the chair out, and then lifted up his left trouser leg.

After lifting it up, everyone discovered that the knee was actually swollen, and a bullet scar could be seen on it.

"Oh, Brother Zhao, your legs are swollen like this. This bone hyperplasia must be very serious. I think you may need an operation." Huang Xiangyi is a doctor. Although he is not an orthopedic surgeon, he still has good vision and can't help seeing it. He said movingly.

"Yes, Teacher Xia, I have an old injury. It's fine at ordinary times, but when it's windy or rainy, the pain becomes more severe. I've seen many famous orthopedic doctors, but they don't have any radical cure. The doctor suggested that I have surgery. Do a joint replacement surgery." Secretary Zhao nodded to Huang Xiangyi, then pointed to the swollen knee and said to Xia Yunjie.

The reason why Secretary Zhao said so much was mainly because he believed that Xia Yunjie would definitely not be able to do anything about this disease, and he was afraid of losing face to him and Mr. Huang, so he made preparations in advance.

Although Huang Xiangyi now looks at Xia Yunjie with admiration, after all, his father's illness is actually related to some mysterious things. In her opinion, Xia Yunjie said that he was treating his father before, rather than casting spells, so now he meets the real medical problem. She also had little confidence in Xia Yunjie.

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

"It's quite serious, but it's not a big problem to cure. Let me help you pinch it a few times to relieve the pain. Tomorrow I will ask Zhengcheng to send you two talismans. You can put them on every three days. I think It should be cured." Xia Yunjie looked at it and said.

Secretary Zhao and Huang Xiangyi naturally did not believe that a few massages and two talismans could cure the disease. Even Secretary Zhao felt that Xia Yunjie's words were nonsense.

If it weren't for Mr. Huang's presence, he would have scolded Xia Yunjie for playing the piano randomly and advocating feudal superstition!

But Huang Lao, Feng Wenbo and others were all moved when they heard this, especially Qu Weiguo's eyes were shining brightly. He lowered his voice and asked Feng Wenbo beside him: "Uncle, could it be that uncle Shi is talking about Zhu Youshu?"

Feng Wenbo nodded upon hearing this, with a look of adoration and fanaticism in his eyes.

Seeing Feng Wenbo nodding, Qu Weiguo couldn't help but tremble. He was from the witch sect, so he naturally knew the origin of Zhu Youshu, which is the most difficult subject to learn in medicine.

It's just that there are specializations in the arts, and there are thousands of witchcraft spells. Without extraordinary talent, not everyone can learn them all. Wu Ze had four disciples back then, but because his talent and energy were limited, none of them could learn all his techniques. The eldest disciple Zhuge Xuan is good at the art of divination and talismans, while Feng Wenbo's father Feng Gaofeng is good at medicine. Therefore, even though Zhuge Xuan was the most skilled among Wu Ze's four disciples, he never learned Zhu Youshu, the most difficult medical skill, throughout his life.

These Qu Weiguosheng were disciples of the Wu Xian sect, but they knew everything about them. Xia Yunjie helped Mr. Huang get rid of the poisonous insects before, and he had already demonstrated his profound magic skills, so Qu Weiguo thought that Xia Yunjie's real expertise should be in magic, but he didn't expect that he could even know the Zhu Youshu among the medical arts!

Mr. Huang had heard the old man Qinghong mention Zhu Youshu, but he had never had the chance to see it. Now that he heard the words, he guessed that the talisman Xia Yunjie mentioned should be Zhu Youshu, so he looked surprised.

Xia Yunjie ignored everyone's reaction. After finishing speaking, he put his hand on Secretary Zhao's knee and started to squeeze it gently.

Secretary Zhao has had his knees massaged countless times in his life, including by hands of national medical grade. However, in his impression, there was no hand as magical as Xia Yunjie's.

With just a gentle squeeze of his hand on his knee, Secretary Zhao felt waves of warmth spread from Xia Yunjie's fingers to his kneecaps. The place that was originally tingling was quickly submerged by the warmth. It felt like the whole person was soaked in the sun, so comfortable that Secretary Zhao's eyebrows stretched.

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

Is there anything more shocking and convincing than seeing it with your own eyes? Huang Xiangyi watched Secretary Zhao's swollen knees gradually disappear under Xia Yunjie's hands, her eyes widening like goldfish eyes.

If the emergence of Gu insects had previously subverted Huang Xiangyi's views on those mysterious ghosts and gods, this time, Xia Yunjie had completely subverted her entire concept of modern medicine.

"Okay, you shouldn't be in pain now." Xia Yunjie only held it for half a minute and then stopped. By the time he stopped, the swelling on Secretary Zhao's knees had completely disappeared.

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

"You, Xiao Zhao, now you always believe that this brother of mine is a miracle doctor." Seeing that his old subordinate's leg injury was expected to be cured, Mr. Huang happily pointed at Secretary Zhao and said.

"Believe it, believe it, Teacher Xia is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo!" Secretary Zhao said with admiration on his face.

"Haha!" Mr. Huang laughed heartily when he heard this, and then said: "Now I know how to flatter Teacher Xia. Did you just call me Teacher because of my face? But I can tell you, I This brother Xia is an expert outside the world, don't see that he has great medical skills and just lure everyone to him and disturb his cultivation."

"I understand this. It's because of your blessing that I met such a worldly master like Teacher Xia today." Secretary Zhao nodded hurriedly, but secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. Teacher Xia is your old friend, and there are only a few people in the entire Republic who have this Are you qualified to ask him to see a doctor?

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

You must know that although Qu Weiguo has almost no reputation in the domestic political circles, his rank is equivalent to that of the provincial party committee secretary. Even his power is not necessarily inferior to him. It is just that the field of power is different.

Xia Yunjie originally wanted to say hello to Secretary Zhao afterwards, but now that Mr. Huang opened his mouth to remind him, it saved him a lot of trouble. At the same time, he also secretly sighed that although Mr. Huang had a bold personality, he was very careful in his thoughts.

Because Mr. Huang is already old after all, although he was in a particularly happy mood today, everyone was still worried about tiring him, and the banquet ended at around 9:30.

During this period, Mr. Huang drank a lot of wine. After the conversation was over, the conversation was still very lively. He took Xia Yunjie's hand and forced him to sit in his room again. He said that Qinghong would come over in a while and he wanted to see that old god Qinghong. Stick saw the wonderful expression of such a young uncle suddenly appeared.

It turned out that when he met two fellow disciples at the Feng family, one of them was an elder in the family. Qu Weiguo did not dare to delay and took the time to call his master Qinghong when he was at the Feng family.

Although old man Qinghong said that his physical strength was severely damaged and he should rest and regulate his breathing rather than travel far, he heard that not only the descendants of Uncle Feng were still alive, but also the disciples of his master were also in Jiangzhou City, how could he endure it? Especially the latter is the elder in the family, even he has to call him uncle. So after answering the phone, old man Qinghong took the latest flight to Jiangzhou City. Now he was almost at the Jiangzhou City Airport.

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"It's okay. Your dad's body is still healthy. I'll leave you a prescription to recuperate before leaving. I think a long life is not a problem." Xia Yunjie comforted him with a smile.

"Thank you, Teacher Xia. I'll be relieved then." Now Huang Xiangyi was so convinced of Xia Yunjie that she knew he was a truly masterful doctor. When she heard him say that her father could live a long life, she couldn't help but be so happy that she couldn't help but smile. Grinning.

"Brother Xia, you are so young and have such abilities. You are the pillar of the country and the great 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 wrong you." Back in the living room of the hotel room, after the two chatted for a while, Huang Lao changed the subject.

Xia Yunjie finally understood Huang Laofei's purpose of keeping him here. It turned out that the drunkard's intention was not to drink. He couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Brother Huang, I believe you will never wrong me, but I'm used to it." , I don’t have any great ambitions in my life, I think it’s more suitable for An An to be my little commoner.”

Mr. Huang knew that if people like Xia Yunjie were really interested in career or money, they would have been successful long ago and would not be as idle and poor as they are today, so he didn't have much hope in persuading Xia Yunjie. Now, Seeing that Xia Yunjie shook his head and refused without thinking, he couldn't help but clapped his legs and said with emotion: "What a pity, what a pity!"

"It's no pity. For a person like me, I should be glad that I don't have ambitions." Xia Yunjie said calmly when he saw Huang Lao slapping his legs with emotion.

Huang Lao couldn't help but trembled when he heard this, and his cloudy old eyes shot out a sharp light. After a long time, he nodded and smiled: "You still see clearly."

Hearing this, Xia Yunjie suddenly regained the simplicity of a young man. He touched his nose sheepishly and said, "Actually, it's not that I can see through it, but that I am just a common man."

"You, you!" Of course Mr. Huang would not really regard Xia Yunjie as a common man. Hearing this, he smiled and shook his head.

While he was talking, there was a knock on the door.