Jun Jiuling

Dali also didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

He didn't know how to react, so he kowtowed again and again.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm healed, and I'm back to normal. Thank you, the miracle doctor." He said.

But his expression clearly disbelieves.

How can a person who has been ill for three or four years recover? Don't forget that his original strength is great strength, he can lift a boulder and walk ten steps.

Now he is satisfied with being able to walk around as usual, how can he expect to have more strength.

"Stand up. I'll see how your recovery is going." Miss Jun said suddenly.

Dali Haiping kowtowed in response, stood up and walked to Miss Jun's table.

There are several cases with gold needle pulse diagnosis and pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Miss Jun stretched out her hand to check his pulse, then picked up a pen and wrote another prescription.

"Take this medicine for another month," she said.

Dali Haiping responded gratefully and thanked again.

As usual, Lei Zhonglian wanted to reach out to take it, but Miss Jun motioned for him to come over. Lei Zhonglian bent down and listened to Miss Jun's explanation before taking the prescription.

"Come with me," he said, glancing at Haiping.

Haiping hurriedly saluted respectfully and was about to turn around. At this moment, Lei Zhonglian suddenly let out a high-pitched cry. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand to lift up a gate stone on the ground and threw it over.

Hu Gui was taken aback, he didn't expect that this servant who seemed useless and not as good as a piece of wood would have such supernatural power.

Most people can't move this door, let alone throw it out.

Suddenly, the door pier slammed into Haiping steadily and accurately, and the people around couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Hai Ping also looked horrified, but the gate was coming fiercely and there was no way to retreat, he subconsciously squatted down and lowered his waist, reached out to catch it and held it in front of him.

The surrounding exclamations dispersed and fell into silence, and soon there was another exclamation.

"Haiping!"

"Dali Haiping!"

Shouts came and went.

Hu Gui also bit his finger, looking in disbelief at the man standing firmly holding the door pier.

Haiping's body was shaking, but he didn't fall down.

He was already sluggish, holding the stone motionless like that, as if he himself had become a stone.

Lei Zhonglian smiled, turned around and passed the prescription in her hand to the medicine cabinet, as if nothing happened.

Haiping held the stone still, but there were more and more shouts around him.

"Dali Haiping!"

"Strongly! Take a few steps!"

"Take a few steps!"

Can he still walk a few steps?

Dali Haiping thought in a daze, slowly twisted his body, and took a step.

Shouts and screams erupted all around.

"Take a few steps!" More shouts followed.

Dali Haiping took another step, one step, two steps and three steps.

"Haiping! Haiping!"

"Strong! Strong!"

There were orderly shouts and applause all around, just like how he was in front of the people of the two counties more than ten years ago, although the weight of the stone he is lifting now is not half as heavy as before.

Dahai Haiping's tears flowed out.

After more than ten years, the scenery became blurred in his dreams, but he never expected that he could still hear it clearly, and he actually lifted the stone.

"Strong! Vigorous! Sea level! Sea level!"

Accompanied by this shout, Dali Haiping walked step by step, and he lifted the door pier that was originally in front of him high.

Although this gate is not as good as the original one, it is more meaningful than that time.

"father!"

Haiping's three children who came over also exclaimed when they saw this scene, and immediately jumped up and down around Haiping and cried.

The blind old lady who followed couldn't see anything, only heard the child crying and crying too.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" She reached out and touched it, crying.

"Haiping has strength, Haiping is better." Many people reached out and grabbed the old woman's hand and shouted loudly.

The old woman couldn't see but could hear the shouts around her, so she also started crying.

Dali Haiping wept loudly while walking, grinning and seemed to be smiling.

I don't know why, but the people watching this scene, especially the older ones, also burst into tears.

Hu Gui raised his sleeves to wipe away his tears.

"What the hell, why am I crying?" He said while crying.

Because the hopelessness suddenly fades away, and the hope comes true, even if it doesn't happen to me, but this feeling is an excitement that everyone can't resist.

He had also felt this kind of excitement before, when he was lying on the bed and felt that he could move and turn over.

Sitting quietly behind Miss Jun in the straw shed, Fang Chengyu smiled and looked at the back of the girl who was still sitting upright in front of him.

"Jiu Ling." He couldn't help shouting.

Miss Jun carried the plaque that day and told Hu Gui that she was Jun Jiuling, and that her grandfather wanted her to inherit Jiuling Hall, so he gave her the nickname Jiuling.

She never thought about coming back before, so she called her by the name her parents gave her. Now that she has decided to take over Jiulingtang, she will use the name her grandfather gave her in the future.

She took the name of the medical hall, and the medical hall was named after her, and she was Jun Jiuling.

The girl looked back at him with questioning eyes.

Fang Chengyu didn't speak, he smiled at her, clapped his hands and gave her a thumbs up.

Miss Jun smiled and turned around without saying a word.

Fang Chengyu leaned on his chin and looked at her back with bright eyes.

Jiuling.

Dali Haiping, who had been disabled for four years, carried a stone through Runan City one day at the end of April and the beginning of May, causing a sensation in the whole city.

And Jiulingtang, which made this miracle, was once again a sensation.

This time the sensation was not because the house was demolished in the middle of the night, nor was it because Jiulingtang had money to do good deeds and give free consultations and medicines.

"It is said that it promises that the medicine will cure the disease and bring the hand back to life."

"How could it be so powerful?"

"But Dahai Haiping has really been cured."

"Maybe it's just right."

Such arguments are everywhere, and many people went to the straw sheds on the street to see Dahaiping to verify their guesses.

In the early morning light, like the shops on both sides, Jiu Ling Tang has not yet opened.

Of course, Jiulingtang has no door now, it is just a thatched shed built on a piece of rubble. The so-called opening of the door is not like removing the door panels like other shops, but the plaque of Jiulingtang is placed in front of the thatched shed.

This plaque accompanied Miss Jun when she came and went.

Lei Zhonglian wiped the plaque under the eaves, looking at the two young people in the room, Miss Jun was passing a bowl of medicine to Fang Chengyu.

Fang Chengyu raised his head and drank it in one breath.

"Bitter." He smacked his lips and said.

Miss Jun picked up the candied fruit from the plate on the table and handed it to him. Fang Chengyu took it with a smile and ate it.

The young master hadn't been sick since he was five years old. After taking the medicine for almost ten years, he thought that people who got used to it wouldn't feel bitter.

Lei Zhonglian smiled and lowered her head, picked up the plaque and put it on the carriage in the yard.

"Isn't it boring to follow me every day?" Miss Jun said, standing up and reaching out to Fang Chengyu.

Miss Jun didn't want Fang Chengyu to be alone, so she took him wherever she went. She had medical consultations in the thatched shed every day, and Fang Chengyu followed.

Fang Chengyu stood up while supporting the table, instead of picking up the crutches beside him, he walked forward while supporting the table.

"It's not boring. It's so interesting to see so many beings in various forms every day." He said.

Fang Chengyu was still able to take clumsy steps while holding on to the table.

One step, two steps, until the third step is beyond the scope of the table, he becomes difficult.

There is no attachment to the body, and the legs and feet seem to weigh a thousand catties, and I can't lift them no matter what.

"What's more." He gritted his teeth, with a thin layer of sweat on his head. You can imagine how hard he is now, but he continued to speak with ease, "I'm not idle over there. It’s fun to do the ticket number.”

Through the secret letter, they already knew that the Fang family had caught and hid the traitor Su family, so the news of Fang Chengyu's location in Runan was no longer kept secret.

All the ticket offices in Caizhou had heard the news, and of course they valued the arrival of the Young Master's family. In addition to transferring money at will, they also reported on business matters such as account books.

Miss Jun reached out to him to signal him to move forward.

"Do you understand?" she asked.

If you listened to this in the past, you would think it was ironic.

A person who is recuperating and locked up at home waiting to die, no one wants him to inherit the family business, let alone let him learn about business.

But now Fang Chengyu just smiled, he knew she didn't mean anything else, but asked him if he knew business.

It doesn't matter if you understand it, and it doesn't matter if you don't understand it. She just asked about this matter, not evaluating it.