Chapter 27: What is this guy doing?

  Zhao Zhiqiang was slightly stunned and almost fell off the sofa.

  "Mr. Lin, which part are you going to sing?"

  Another little master, this time with a very different tone.

  Li Yuan, who had been in officialdom for a long time, also heard it. This was not the "young master" he knew, and the respect in his tone was heartfelt!

  Li Yuan listened and could hardly believe his ears.

  Who is Lin Shoushan?

  Ordinary people may not understand, but this deputy mayor at the departmental level is very clear about it.

  Lin Shoushan, an old man, is not only a master of medical skills and high moral integrity, but also a lifelong honorary chairman of the Chinese Medical Association and the Chinese Medicine Association. He has a special health committee's lifetime doctor and is known as the "National Master Physician". He is also a democratic figure who was active on the united front decades ago.

  Apart from making contributions to the revolutionary cause during the War of Resistance and the Liberation War, at the beginning of reform and opening-up, he supported reform by bringing back the Lin family who had gone abroad to invest. Now, the largest pharmaceutical enterprise in the three eastern provinces, an important taxpayer in Bincheng, and one of the three major shipping logistics companies, Binhai Group, are all related to his important contributions.

  This time, Old Dad and Lin had known each other since the revolutionary war years and had a life-and-death friendship. The two hadn't met for a long time, and with Father's severe headache, he had to trouble Lin to come over.

  Li Yuan treated Lin Lao with the same respect as his own elder family members.

  Li Yuan was stunned for two seconds and then hastily stood up as well.

  Arrived in front of "Little Master", supporting Lin Lao but didn't know what to say.

  Li Yuan's son, Li Shangbo, who had just graduated and was assigned to work in the Organization Department of Chengnan District after passing the civil service examination, did not feel anything.

  It's fun and very strange. He also admired Old Lin.

  Seeing Lin Lao standing in front of the young man, who was even younger than himself and wearing tattered clothes, like a primary school student, he struggled to hold back his urge to burst out laughing after hearing the old man's words.

  He suddenly appeared beside Zhao Zhiqiang's leg.

  "Little master, I've come to massage your legs?"

  Li Shangbo raised his hand to gesture, looking at the young man in front of him who was as calm as a waveless lake, seemingly curious about how he treated them like air.

  What's this guy doing?

  Traditional Chinese medicine?

  Master Lin's disciple?

  "Thank you, little master." Li Yuan also sincerely thanked him.

  Because he heard with his own ears and saw with his own eyes that the old man was sleeping so soundly, if it were normally, the noise of these few people would have woken up the old man long ago, now the old man's saliva is even flowing out.

  Zhao Zhiqiang finally reacted and realized that Old Man Lin was actually calling him!

  Sat up hastily and made an effort.

  So much sweat!

  Lin Lao and Li Yuan, father and son, all three of them saw it.

  "Shang Bo, go get a towel and wipe the sweat for Little Master."

  Anyway, the old man slept well on one side, Li Yuan was grateful to this young man from the bottom of his heart. "Thank you, little master! Your treatment is too effective! My old man hasn't slept so well in almost thirty years."

  "It's nothing, it's nothing." Zhao Zhiqiang also felt embarrassed, having used the old man's head as a testing ground.

  Then he hurriedly got up and Zhao Zhiqiang waved his hand repeatedly, "Lin Lao, you are going to kill Little Zhao, I am not a master, haha. Just that little bit of superficial massage technique, even the acupoints were learned from you..."

  Lin Lao, however, did not want to give up this opportunity to witness the art of guiding qi, which might be his last chance in this life.

  "Where is it? This, this... Little Master, I am seventy-nine years old, and you are several decades younger than me. If you don't mind, Lin Shoushan wants to become your apprentice, please accept me as your disciple. I am willing to serve by your side for the rest of my life, just hoping to learn a little bit of the true meaning of Qigong and the principle of guiding Qi."

  Ah!

  Li Yuan and his son looked at each other in great shock!

  Zhao Zhiqiang opened his mouth but didn't say a word.

  Take a deep breath?

  He also knows!

  This shock made him tense for a while.

  Lin Shoushan didn't even bother to notice the two ordinary people standing next to him who had no idea about medical cultivation. In his opinion, it was a rare opportunity that he couldn't afford to miss, and suddenly seeing someone who could guide the flow of air again, he would have to try his luck even if he had to kneel down and become an apprentice.

  He didn't dare to cultivate the Great Way and pursue immortality like his master had yearned for back then, nor would he seek it out with such bitter longing as when he met Lao Dao.

  He just wants to be able to master a little bit of Qigong, apply it to acupuncture, and let him try the magic of traditional Chinese medicine after guiding the Qi into the needle.

  "I'm being serious, please don't despise me, take in this old man."

  Zhao Zhiqiang looked at the serious Lin Lao and thought that this old man who knew how to guide his breath might be a superior being.

  "Master Lin, this joke of yours has gone too far! Have you forgotten? Before Old Master Li fell asleep just now, didn't you say you wanted to take me as your closed-door disciple? How did it become the opposite?"

  Mr. Lin was stunned by what he said...

  Li Yuan and his son finally came back to their senses a bit.

  He was accepted as an official disciple, this is a big deal!

  It's possible, it seems - could it be that old master is starting to get senile and forgetful?

  It's also true that it's impossible for an old man to worship a young person as his master, isn't he really mistaken?

  "Uncle Lin, why don't you go upstairs and take a rest?"

  Li Yuan thought to himself, if he were to acknowledge that young man as his master, wouldn't that mean he had gained an extra master-grandfather for no reason?

  It's really strange to think about it, this old man is indeed like an old naughty child.

  "Grandpa Lin, don't worry, we will take good care of Little Master."

  Li Shangbo carefully supported Old Lin on one side, and was as filial as a close grandson.

  Lin Shoushan shook off Li Yuan and Li Shangbo's support one after another!

  "I'm not senile yet! You'd better not interfere here!"

  He thought about it and felt that wasn't right either.

  "This is someone else's place of recuperation, immediately turn around, lower your head, and speak with utmost sincerity, 'Young Master, let's go, leave this quiet place, without these worldly people, will you accept me as a disciple?'"

  Eyes shining bright, full of anticipation.

  Zhao Zhiqiang smiled wryly and shook his head, "Please, Old Lin, this is just a massage technique I learned from the army, it's still amateurish. If you want to criticize me, go ahead and do so directly!"

  Qigong? I don't believe it!

  Li Yuan was anxious and obviously felt he had been slow in serving the young master and Old Lin just now.

  "Uncle Lin, I'm sorry! I was wrong! Please don't hold it against me, sir. You don't have to go anywhere, just stay here with Little Master."

  He figured it out, he's completely in the way here.

  "Son, let's go out and prepare some snacks for Little Master and your Grandfather Lin. Look at how much sweat Little Master has, he must be very tired."

  After finishing speaking, she pulled her son and took a deep look at Zhao Zhiqiang before leaving the living room.

  "Dad, did you say that Grandpa Lin suddenly became muddle-headed?"

  "It's possible that as people age, they'll inevitably do some things that others can't understand. Who is that young person?"

  "I don't know either, I just heard them say that two old men have been waiting for someone named Zhao Zhiqiang to come, probably him?"

  "Zhao Zhiqiang? Is he a doctor?"

  "I don't know, let me ask around." Li Shangbo was also curious about the young man's identity.

  ……

  "Lin Lao, you said you've seen an old Daoist priest as light as a swallow - can he also guide the breath?"

  Zhao Zhiqiang was lost in thought.

  "Haha!"

  Lin Lao burst out laughing!

  "You still don't admit it, now I've got you cornered! Little Zhao, you really know how to use Qigong?"

  Now it's Zhao Zhiqiang's turn, with a bitter melon-like expression...

  The two men remained deadlocked for half an hour after Li Yuan and his party left.

  Zhao Zhiqiang's spiritual energy was almost depleted, and the copper coins automatically refined and converted once to recover blood and spiritual energy, slowly replenishing the lost spiritual energy.

  Although he had obtained eight times the spiritual power from the money he had thrown away before, his spiritual energy was still insufficient to make up for the blood loss, and the speed of replenishing his blood was slow. His face was as white as paper, and Lin Lao looked at him with both tension and heartache.

  Opened a nourishing prescription, together with Zhao Zhiqiang's mother's prescription, handed it over to Li Shangbo who was waiting outside, sent to the hospital to take medicine according to the prescription, fifty yuan each, and also instructed some precautions, two people chatted while seeing the doctor.

  After all, ginger is still old and spicy. Three said two said, plus Zhao Zhiqiang didn't guard against this lovely old man either. As a result, after Lin Lao told the story of meeting that old Taoist priest back then, he brought up this topic.

  Zhao Zhiqiang "actively" surrendered!

  Looking at Lao Tou's complacent appearance, Zhao Zhiqiang really wanted to burst out laughing, but was afraid of waking up Li Lao Tou who was sleeping beside him.

  But with just one glance.

  He found that the tall white-haired old man was staring at him and Lao Lin with big eyes, like a cat waking up from sleep, with eyes wide open.