NABC Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Zhou Xueqi sat on Dr. Feng's lap, and immediately had a backer, and told the story of how Zhao Sen bullied her in the cafeteria, adding details and details.
"Honey, you have to stand out for others. Look at that surnamed Zhao, who eats four or five meat dishes without swiping his employee card. He eats better than me. I...I'm not happy!"
Dr. Feng pinched Zhou Xueqi's thigh lightly, and said with pride: "He's just an ordinary nurse, let's see how I deal with him this afternoon!"
From [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] p.m. is the activity time of the nursing home. There are those who play chess, those who practice calligraphy, and those who get together to dance in the square, and those who sit in wheelchairs in front of the window in a daze.
But Zhao Sen took six elderly apprentices to meditate under the tree in the yard.
"Everyone pay attention to the breathing rate, adjust the internal breath, yes, that's it..."
At this time, on the third floor leaning against the railing, a beautiful woman with slightly curly hair and an oval face wearing a pair of brown glasses was condescendingly observing the every move of Zhao Sen and the six old people.
Elegant temperament, shallow dimples when she smiles, she looks like an intellectual royal sister.
Her name is Chen Yali, and she is the dean's niece. In terms of age, she is actually one year younger than Zhao Sen. She graduated from a famous domestic medical university with a master's degree.
"What is this guy doing? Taking the old man to practice Qigong? Huh?"
While talking to herself, she saw Feng Haitao, who was in charge of the east area on the second floor, walked straight over.
"Zhao Sen! Are you sick from riding a horse?!"
"I'm looking for you everywhere, but you're hiding here and being lazy? Don't you want to do it anymore!"
Hearing this, Zhao Sen opened his eyes, and the six disciples looked up at him at the same time.
I saw Uncle Wang rushing over with a stride, raising his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and it was a slap in the face!
"I think you are sick because you are riding a horse! Didn't you see that we are practicing meditation? Can you afford to delay Lao Tzu's reunion with the Seven Fairies?"
The other five uncles and aunts also participated in the beating of Feng Haitao, shouting, cursing, punching and kicking all kinds of things for a while, it was very lively.
But Zhao Sen just turned up the corner of his mouth slightly, and still sat where he was.
Don't be too happy to have a disciple come out in case of trouble.
Feng Haitao was kicked more than ten meters away by Uncle Wang, but he didn't dare to fight back. He could only dodge while begging for mercy, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him: "Masters and grandpas, please don't get excited. Please talk about something. "
He looked back and found that it was Chen Yali, and immediately ran over to complain: "Director Chen, you came at the right time, these old guys don't know what kind of nerves they have, they beat people with their hands, look..."
Although Chen Yali is not very old, she is the floor director on the second and third floors, just one level older than Feng Haitao.
"Doctor Feng, how can you say that! We should treat the elderly with the same respect as our own elders, how can we call them old fellows!" Chen Yali gave him a dissatisfied look.
Immediately comforted: "Grandfathers and aunts, if you have any demands, you can tell me, and stop beating people."
Wang Dezhu spoke first with wide eyes: "This brat insulted our master!"
"That's right! This kid has a sneaky face and a wretched face. He peeked at me changing my clothes!"
"Slapping him is light, if my mother is a few years younger, she will definitely scratch his face!"
"Your master?" Chen Yali looked at Zhao Sen who was still meditating with her eyes closed, angrily and amusedly, and said, "Zhao Sen, can you come over and explain?"
Only then did Zhao Sen walk over unsteadily: "Well, Director Chen, I held a qigong training class, and I took the old men and aunts to practice qigong, the kind that strengthens the body."
"That's right, Master taught us a high-quality qigong!" Seeing the old people in the yard gathered around to watch the excitement, Wang Dezhu glanced around, saw a big broom placed by the wall, and immediately went to pick it up.
"Look, hey!" Wang Dezhu grabbed the wooden handle of the broom with both hands, exerted all his strength, and snapped the wooden handle into two pieces with a click. The eyes of the onlookers were wide open in disbelief.
The wooden handle of the broom was as thick as a wrist. With the strength of both hands alone, even a young and strong guy might not be able to do it, but it was easily broken by Wang Dezhu, and Feng Haitao shrank his neck back in fright.
"Have you seen it? It's not too late to sign up, keep fit, and don't charge any fees!"
Wang Dezhu's appearance made the elderly people very moved, and they looked at Zhao Sen one after another.
Zhao Sen also took the opportunity to publicize: "Uncle Wang is right. I don't charge any fees for this qigong training class. You can start learning immediately after signing up. I guarantee that everyone's bones will become stronger and stronger, and it will not take much effort to climb the tenth floor in one go!"
"Xiao Zhao, count me in."
"I want to sign up too."
"Do you really not charge money? Then I will learn..."
For a while, the number of applicants surged, and the preaching value rose rapidly.
While greeting the elders and aunts, Zhao Sen looked at Feng Haitao and Chen Yali, thinking that he, the first disciple of the mountain, was really powerful, pretending to beep...ah no, it was just the right display of strength.
Chen Yali was also stunned by Uncle Wang's dew. If she remembered correctly, these elderly people were all Alzheimer's patients, also known as Alzheimer's disease.
But looking at the mental heads of these people now, there is no trace of dementia. Not only are their faces flushed, they are full of energy, and they can actually break such a thick broomstick.
Is Zhao Sen's qigong really so magical?
So she asked in a crisp voice, "Can you count me in?"
As a medical master who graduated from a prestigious school, Chen Yali didn't want to believe in Qigong, but what she saw was too miraculous, so she wanted to experience it for herself.
If it is a trick to deceive people, stop it as soon as possible.
Of course, Zhao Sen would not refuse to accept a beautiful student, and responded with a smile: "Of course, you are welcome to join at any time."
In terms of appearance alone, Chen Yali is one of the three most beautiful female doctors in the nursing home, and she has an outstanding temperament. Sister Yu is super powerful. When the sect becomes stronger in the future, it must find a wife of the sect master, right?
Seeing that Chen Yali also wanted to learn qigong, Feng Haitao hurriedly stopped him: "Director Chen, how can you fool around with this kid? He is just an ordinary nurse, so he doesn't know anything about qigong, it's obviously a trick to deceive people!"
"Doctor Feng, go and do your work first." Chen Yali didn't say what she really thought, but sent Feng Haitao away, watched him leave angrily, and then looked at Zhao Sen: "When will you start studying? "
"You can do it now, you close your eyes first." Zhao Sen looked at her with a smile.
Chen Yali closed her eyes gently, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there was still a slight smile on her face, which made Zhao Sen's heart flutter for a while.
He activated the halo of suzerain, put his palm on Chen Yali's forehead, and completed the process of imparting the skills in an instant, and Chen Yali opened her eyes instantly and took a few steps back in shock.
"You... what are you..."
Chen Yali touched her forehead in disbelief, and realized that there was an inexplicable addition of an air-entraining technique in her mind. She was surprised and surprised, can the cultivation method be transferred by touching the forehead with the palm of her hand?What kind of magical method is this?