An ordinary business car was parked in the parking space of the Qin family's mansion. Compared with the dozens of other luxury cars parked around it, this car was so out of place. It was really awkward to put it next to the mansion. Enter the eye.
This is the third young master's car. For him, the car is just a tool to save leg power and nothing else. These things are not what this young master pursues.
The driver's door of the car opened, and a woman in her twenties got out. She had a slender oval face, pink eyes, and her hair was tied up behind her head. She was not pretty but very attractive. She was tall, well-proportioned, and her movements were very nimble. Capable.
The woman came to the back seat of the car and opened the door. Qin Dao, the third young master of the Qin family, got out of the car and the two of them walked towards the door.
"Hello, Third Young Master, hello, Miss Louise." The female worker who opened the door greeted her respectfully.
The young female worker looked at the back of the majestic and vigorous young master. Her eyes gradually became blurred. She was actually a little obsessed. How could a girl not be obsessed with such a young man?
Qin Dao frowned slightly and walked to the study upstairs. Ah Fu was already waiting at the door of the study, holding the door handle.
"Alu, don't you like this name?"
"No young master." Alu replied expressionlessly.
"Afu, are everything ready?"
"You're ready, young master." He said, pushing a trolley in front of Qin Dao. There was a pile of documents, a TV, a video recorder, and several cardboard boxes on it. There are all kinds of things.
"Alu, everyone is still alive."
"I've sent someone to take him over in advance to watch." Alu still had no expression. But her coolness coupled with her appearance definitely makes her an iceberg beauty.
"Uncle Fu, for lunch we have Shanghai-style pan-fried buns, Thai chicken feet, crystal sweet and sour pork, mandarin fish with pine nuts, tom yum soup, and fat beef in sour soup."
Qin Dao's lunch was as unpretentious as ever.
Qin Dao's TV wall was currently showing some real-time pictures of his family members. He just glanced at it casually without paying much attention.
"Master." Ah Fu said
"What's wrong?"
"It seems, a little sour."
"It's okay, many people will be even more upset after tomorrow."
"By the way, don't forget to prepare a plate of vinegar. I want Jiangnan Balsamic Vinegar, so it goes well with the Hu Hai Shengjian."
...
It was already the afternoon of the next day when Zhang Qilu woke up. Li Xiaoxiao fell asleep lying on the bedside. It seemed that she had been worried all night. Zhang Qilu couldn't bear to wake her up.
Zhang Qilu closed his eyes and began to recall what the previous general said about "The Art of Observing Qi". The qi observed is inseparable from color, qi and color are inseparable. Nurture into color. The key point of the art of observing Qi lies in the eyes, gathering Qi into the eyes...
Then he recited the incantation in his mouth silently: "The soul of life is clear, the heroic spirit condenses the essence, the qi clears the three souls, cleanses the seven souls, the yin and yang coexist, the road reaches the sky, the qi controls the yin chain, so as to observe its movements and enlighten my Dharma Eyes" .Forgive...open your eyes."
The blood flowed to his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were like fire. Zhang Qilu slowly opened his eyes. He was stunned for a moment. The world should have been colorful, but now there were only black and white in his eyes. It was either black or white. The world outside made him feel a little confused and at a loss at first. He looked out the window, and the world outside was also gray at the moment. Gradually Zhang Qilu calmed down and turned his attention to Li Xiaoxiao.
At this time, Li Xiaoxiao was more colorful than usual. The colors seemed real and illusory, and they were misty like smoke surrounding her. The mainly red and purple smoke gathers on the top of the head and slowly dissipates, mixed with some gray and brown in the middle. The initial color of brown means that there are many illnesses since birth. Then it slowly turns to red and purple alternately, which shows that there will be deep blessings in the rest of life. There is a trace of gray on the forehead, which means there are some twists and turns in the near future.
Zhang Qilu looked at the blood flow in Li Xiaoxiao's meridians. Blood energy is often blocked in the eight extra meridians. He can clearly see the blocked locations. When blood energy reaches those places, it will not flow smoothly and run slowly.
At this moment, Li Xiaoxiao had also woken up, rubbing his eyes drowsily, and suddenly found that Zhang Qilu had woken up, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Brother Qi, you're awake, how are you?"
Li Xiaoxiao then found Zhang Qilu staring at her intently, and she felt a little embarrassed for no reason.
"Xiaoxiao, go to the room and look for any needlework."
After a while, Li Xiaoxiao handed Zhang Qilu the iron box he found from the chest of drawers to store needles and thread.
Zhang Qilu picked a quilt needle from the iron box and asked Li Xiaoxiao to sit down.
Zhang Qilu took the needle and slowly stabbed it between the Purple Palace point and Yutang point on Li Xiaoxiao's chest. Li Xiaoxiao was a girl after all. Seeing this posture, her face turned red and white, but she still held it down forcibly. , she believed in her Qi brother, and she trusted Zhang Qilu ever since she decided to follow him. This may be regarded as a natural fit.
Zhang Qilu first wrapped the entire needle with a qi machine, then inserted it into Li Xiaoxiao's body through his clothes, and then slowly circulated the qi and blood in the body. The qi and blood were converted into qi machine and slowly introduced from the iron needle into Li Xiaoxiao's body. In the meridians.
Li Xiaoxiao's originally nervous expression relaxed a little bit at this moment, and slowly her expression turned into a bit of enjoyment.
After a while, Zhang Qilu withdrew his energy, pulled out the iron needle and said, "How are you doing?"
At this moment, Li Xiaoxiao felt comfortable all over as one of his Ren meridians was completely opened, and he was trying to circulate his blood energy. He didn't care to talk to Zhang Qilu and just responded with newly learned gestures.
Looking at Li Xiaoxiao's extended thumb, Zhang Qilu knew that this method should be feasible.
At dusk, Zhang Qilu was giving him acupuncture in front of Muzishan's bed. Muzishan had woken up at this moment. He looked at Zhang Qilu, who was covered in sweat and became extremely weak because of saving him. He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but could not disturb him at the moment. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there seemed to be two drops of crystal in his eyes. The corners of his eyes slipped.
After Zhang Qilu stabbed the last needle, he pulled out the iron needle and slowly exhaled. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Mu Zishan's eyes and watched him comfort him, "Zishan, rest first. We are brothers. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow." After saying that, he stabbed him in the neck again, and Mu Zishan was about to fall asleep. .
"Qi Lu, when did you learn acupuncture? It hurts me so much..." Mu Zishan reluctantly muttered before falling into coma.
Li Xiaoxiao witnessed everything from the side. At this moment, with a joking expression, he came to Zhang Qilu and pretended to whisper, "Brother Qi, it seems that he and you, and you and him, are not simple."
Zhang Qilu gave Li Xiaoxiao a roll of his eyes and said, "Don't call me brother, you and I were born on the same day."
