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Wang Murong performed acupuncture on the acupuncture points described by Yun Liu, and revived Pang Yi at the critical moment when he was recovering from his illness. It really surprised all the doctors. It's amazing to see a dying man who couldn't be saved by Western medicine, but he was pricked by a few gold needles and came back to life. This is amazing.

Several people exited the emergency room and let the nurse clean up the mess. The doctors said to Pang Yi's family members with excitement: "Thanks to Mr. Wang's magical skills, the patient is out of danger. If there are no other problems, he can be discharged after further observation."

Lu Tingting, Pang Yi's uncle and several other classmates finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Wang Murong and the other doctors. Wang Murong nodded expressionlessly and walked out.

On behalf of the hospital, Rao Qingshan warmly invited Wang Murong and Yunliu to stay for the banquet and wanted to entertain them well at noon. Wang Murong didn't give any face, and said directly: "I have other patients to diagnose and treat, so I need to take a step forward."

Ding Mu took the initiative and said, "Mr. Wang, why don't we go together." After saying that, he didn't care about other people's opinions and walked out of the door with Yunliu.

Wang Murong was very happy, and he also had something to say to Yunliu. When he encountered Yunliu today, a turbulent wave arose in his heart. I thought that my medical skills were no less than Master Yunliu's, but I didn't expect that at the most critical moment today, I was able to successfully save people under the guidance of Master Yunliu, and even maintained my reputation as a miracle doctor. Now that I think about it, although I can understand the acupuncture plan proposed by Master Yunliu from a medical perspective, the skill involved in it is indeed much deeper than my own.

Ding Mu deliberately asked Yunliu and Wang Murong to sit in the back seat of the car, and then said casually: "Mr. Wang, where are we going?"

Wang Murong hesitated for a moment and then said: "Let's go to Youlianju. Let's have some tea first. I'll cook for lunch, and then we'll have a vegetarian meal."

Ding Mu was relatively familiar with the roads in the capital and didn't need navigation. "I know that place. It's not far from here. I've been there once."

In the car, Wang Murong called Youlianju and arranged a private room.

In less than half an hour, Ding Mu arrived at Youlianju. When I got off the car, I saw a slightly rich fat man waiting at the door. As soon as the fat man saw Wang Murong get out of the car, he quickly ran over in three steps and two steps at a time. He nodded and bowed to Wang Murong and said, "Director Wang, I heard the magpies chirping early this morning. I thought there was something good going on today. It turns out that You are coming over today, I have prepared the best private room here, please come in quickly, please come in quickly."

Without reaching out to hit the smiling man, Wang Murong rarely spoke. He bowed slightly and introduced to Yunliu: "Master, this is Boss You of Youlianju, a descendant of You's Suzhai. He is young and promising."

Boss You saw that Wang Murong was so respectful to the bald monk in white monk robes next to him. He quickly bowed and saluted: "Hello, master, my name is You Weiran. Haven't you asked me the name of the great monk?"

Yunliu returned the gift by clasping his hands and said, "Poor monk Yunliu, I wonder what Mr. You Zhengde and the donor call him?"

Yunliu is an unorthodox monk. His name is the same as his real name on his ID card. A monk should have a font name, a dharma title and a lay name. The name of the Dharma should be given by Master, and outsiders don't know it. The font size is an honorific and a title to the outside world.

The owner of You Zhengde opened a Suzhai restaurant. He had received many high-status monks, but he had never heard of this name. He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard the name You Zhengde. It was reduced a lot, and he said seriously: "It's the ancestor of the family."

Yunliu laughed immediately after hearing this: "It turns out to be an old friend. Fifty years ago, I asked Mr. You for some cooking skills."

Wang Murong seemed to have known about this and was not surprised. He slightly signaled to You Weiran: "Master Yunliu is a very difficult person to invite. Today you must cook in person and let the master taste your craftsmanship."

You Weiran was suddenly shocked. It turned out that this eminent monk had a relationship with his grandfather fifty years ago. He was at least a person from the previous generation. No wonder he had never heard of this name. He couldn't help but be more attentive and said: "Please come in, please come in. Today's lunch dishes are all on me. I will cook them myself and use the best ingredients."

Entering the best small private room in Youlianju, the decoration inside was not luxurious, with simple Ming-style furniture, famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, and a bonsai that was obviously written by famous artists. The windows in the private room are old-fashioned and need to be opened with a pole, which also looks very unique. The three people sat down one after another, and naturally Yunliu took the lead. The waiter brought the top-quality West Lake Longjing, lit a bouquet of old sandalwood, and then left gently.

Ding Mu didn't know the relationship between Yunliu and Wang Murong, and he knew how to ask. But Yunliu said, "Fifty years have passed by, little Murong, and now you have passed your sixtieth birthday, right?"

Wang Murong nodded and sighed slightly: "I am already sixty-six."

Yunliu seemed to want to introduce the relationship between the two of them to Ding Mu. He turned his head slightly and said to Ding Mu: "Back then, the master was still alive, and now this Mr. Wang, who was still a child at the time, once lived in Wuhua Valley. I have lived there for more than a year. When I brought him here, he was very ill."

Wang Murong said: "Thanks to Master Yunliu's careful care, otherwise how could I have survived to this day?"

The two of us talk to each other and reminisce about the past. Ding Mu listened beside him and slowly understood the matter.

It turned out that Wang Murong came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine. His grandfather and father were both famous doctors in the capital, and his family was quite well off. Because of the well-known political movement, the family also encountered unprecedented catastrophe. The two pillars of the Wang family were both labeled as anti-scientific authorities, suffered severe persecution, and died within weeks of each other. Wang Murong was young and resentful. He said a few reactionary words, which reached the ears of others. He was severely beaten and almost died.

Fortunately, Wang Murong's mother was named Murong Hui, a child of the Murong family in the world. She had a relationship with Master Wu Hua, and even made Wu Hua owe her a small favor. When her life was hanging by a thread, Murong Hui, a female prostitute, took advantage of the middle of the night, carried her only son on her back, stretched all her potential, walked forty miles at night, and arrived at Wuhua Valley in the western suburbs, which was extremely remote at the time. Master Hua saved his son's life. Seeing that Murong Hui's face was full of death, Wuhua couldn't bear to refuse. After agreeing, Murong Hui suddenly passed away.

At that time, Wang Murong was seriously injured, and the world was in chaos and there was a shortage of food and medicine. Master Wuhua took great pains to come up with a treatment plan. He just relied on all-powerful means to take back Wang Murong's life from the hands of the King of Hell. At that time, Master Wuhua was already old, and it was Yunliu who actually gave Wang Murong uterine massage, activating blood circulation, and acupuncture and massage. Wang Murong was also very grateful to Yunliu.

At that time, although Wang Murong was only in his teens, he had a good family background and already had some medical foundation. He knew that his injury was very serious and would require treatment for at least a year and a half. While he was treating illnesses, he read several family medical books that his mother had brought from home. If you don’t understand something, ask Yunliu for advice. After repeated visits, he discovered that the medical skills passed down in his family were quite inferior to the medical skills of Wuhua Valley. However, many of Wuhua Valley's magical methods must be driven by Qi, but I can't do it myself.

A year later, Wang Murong finally recovered. Although he was young at the time, he had strong opinions. If you want to become a great doctor, you can never do it behind closed doors. You must have sufficient experience in medical records. In this way, he said goodbye to Wuhua and Yunliu, planning to travel around the world with his medical skills. Wuhua didn't stop him and gave him a scroll of Taiyi Shenxiao Acupuncture and a set of Wuhuagu's unique golden needles.

When he left Wuhua Valley, Wang Murong was a boy less than twenty years old. In that era of red terror, relying on his family's medical skills and his golden needle skills, he traveled around the world, endured all kinds of hardships, and survived several near-deaths. He honed his real kung fu and got a golden needle to kill him in the world. title. This "killing of life" refers to the fact that his golden needle can take away lives. It can both save people and kill people.

When I was in my thirties, I found a place in the apricot forest of Sichuan and Sichuan. I worked in the health committee of the provincial health bureau and was responsible for the health care work of leaders at the deputy provincial level and above. Until he was in his fifties, he got an opportunity to return to the capital and took charge of the health care work under the leadership of the central government, reaching the pinnacle of medical work.

Decades later, although Wang Murong still misses this incident in his childhood, he can hardly remember the appearance of Master Yunliu, let alone whether Master Yunliu is still alive in the world. I met him by chance in the hospital today, and my memories from decades ago suddenly came to life. Thinking of Yunliu's kindness to him back then, Wang Murong lost his temper and got angry in the corridor of the hospital.

Seeing Wang Murong's sincere feelings, Ding Mu couldn't help but feel a little sentimental. He was only twenty years old now. Most of his classmates in elementary school may not remember their appearance. Today, Wang Murong can recognize him at a glance. The cloud flow in front of him shows that he is not an ungrateful person.

After the two reminisced about old times, Wang Murong turned the conversation to Ding Mu. "Master, why is Junior Brother Ling so young..." The implication is that he is so young and why he is so senior. Yunliu explained: "Junior brother has great blessings. He is young and has extremely profound knowledge. He is fully capable of practicing the unique skills of this sect. Therefore, I accept the apprentice on my behalf, and this Ding Mu can be regarded as my little junior brother."

Yunliu and Wang Murong hadn't seen each other for many years, and Wang Murong didn't even know about many of the secrets in Wuhuamen. Yunliu wouldn't tell him, and he just said a few words about Ding Mu's talent. .

Wang Murong knew a little bit about the strictness of recruiting disciples in Wuhua Valley. At least with his own qualifications back then, there was no way he could practice many of the basic things. Instead, under the guidance of Master Wuhua, he practiced Taiyi Shenxiao Acupuncture, transitioned from medicine to martial arts, and blazed his own path. However, the higher he went, the more he realized that the threshold for Wu Hua's successor was extremely high, and his evaluation of Ding Mu couldn't help but rise sharply.

Wang Murong had promised to support Ding Mu, but now that he knew the relationship between Ding Mu and Wu Hua, he couldn't help but feel a little difficult. His medical skills would never be better than Yunliu. With Yunliu as his senior brother, his medical skills The other party doesn't need to learn at all. How can we fulfill our promise like this?

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. It was Boss You and the waiters who came over in person. Four pressure tables, four cold meat dishes, four stir-fried dishes, four large pieces and sixteen exquisite vegetarian dishes. These so-called meat dishes look similar in shape and are not scattered when picked up. However, they are mainly made of gluten and soybean oil skin, as well as shiitake mushrooms, mushrooms, and magnolia slices. , fungus, lotus seeds, peanuts, etc. as auxiliary materials, and made with cinnamon, pepper, aniseed, and fennel as seasonings. It only tastes exactly the same as meat dishes, with almost no difference.

Boss You said attentively: "Three distinguished guests, this is the signature dish of our You's vegetarian restaurant. I prepared it myself. Please give me your opinion after tasting it. Sorry, I have a few more guests. Excuse me for the reception." After saying that, he bowed, turned around and left.

After tasting You's most authentic dishes, Ding Mu couldn't help but pick Brother Thumb. This boss' level was just different. It was much better than what I remembered last time. Last time, I just felt it was novel that ingredients without meat can produce a meaty taste. But this time, I felt that the heat was perfectly controlled and the taste was perfect, so I gave it a few compliments. Lian Yunliu said: "This boss You is no less than my grandfather. There are many successors to the You family."

Hearing these words, Wang Murong's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to have thought of something. He thought about it and said to Ding Mu: "Brother Ding, I know that the Ministry of Health has a very good project. I wonder if you are interested? "

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