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"Iron piece?" Zhao Dongchu immediately said to Zhang Yang: "Xiao Yang, that's not some iron piece, but shrapnel, don't talk nonsense if you don't know!"

"Shrapnel?" Zhang Yang was taken aback when he heard Zhao Dongchu's words, and he looked at Huang Jingren a little differently. There were so many shrapnel on his body. It can be imagined that this is a person with a story.

Huang Jingren's complexion became a bit complicated, and he said quietly: "I used to be a soldier, and these shrapnel are all left when performing missions! Most of these shrapnel are located in key parts such as the nerve center, and if they are taken out rashly, it may cause other complications , so stay with me!"

Zhang Yang was in awe when he heard Huang Jingren's words. He had received the most traditional Xia Guo education since he was a child, and he had special feelings for these soldiers who were fighting on the front line and throwing their heads and blood.

Huang Jingren waved his hand to Zhang Yang, then changed his voice and said, "Xiao Yang, since you can diagnose the shrapnel in my body, it seems that your medical skills are really good. In this case, can you diagnose how many shrapnel are left in my body? Shrapnel? What parts were injured?"

Zhang Yang put his finger on Huang Jingren's pulse again, checked his pulse for a while, and said with some emotion: "There are seven pieces of shrapnel in your body, the big one is the size of a fingernail, and the small one is only the size of a grain of rice. Located in the lungs, abdomen, left shoulder, and right knee, it is because of the existence of these shrapnel that your body seems to have recovered, but it has left hidden wounds that will never heal! As for the injuries, there are too many, too many It can be said that it is full of scars, and there is no intact part of the whole body! It is a miracle that you can recover to what you are now, there must be a master of traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate your body, otherwise - you will definitely not be able to recover to your current appearance! only--"

When Zhang Yang said this, his face clearly showed a bit of confusion, he raised his head and glanced at Huang Jingren, hesitated for a moment and finally closed his mouth, refusing to continue talking.

After listening to Zhang Yang's words, Huang Jingren's eyes showed a gleam. It was indeed as Zhang Yang said, he still has seven pieces of shrapnel on his body!

This is a top secret, except for Huang Jingren's doctor and a few relatives around him, no one knows about it. Although Zhao Dongchu knows that he has shrapnel on his body, he absolutely does not know the exact number!
Now Zhang Yang can accurately tell the number of shrapnel with just a few minutes of pulse diagnosis, which fundamentally eliminates the possibility of Zhao Dongchu leaking the secret, and also proves his medical skills!

Huang Jingren was fascinated by what Zhang Yang said, when he saw him stop suddenly, he immediately said, "Just what? Xiao Yang, what else did you find, tell me, tell me!"

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, and then said aloud: "Uncle Huang, a piece of shrapnel pierced your kidney once. Although the trauma has been healed, this piece of shrapnel has already injured your veins, so—"

Zhang Yang paused at this point, glanced at Huang Jingren, gritted his teeth and said, "So the root cause of the disease has been left since then, and that part of you can no longer—"

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Huang Jingren's face instantly turned pale, without a trace of blood, and his eyes also became extremely gloomy, as if they were about to drip water!
Zhao Dongchu's complexion changed drastically, and he reprimanded Zhang Yang in horror: "Xiao Yang, you—what nonsense are you talking about, shut up quickly and stop talking!"

"Huh!" Huang Jingren took a long breath, waved his hand to Zhao Dongchu feebly, and said quietly: "Dongchu, it doesn't matter about Xiao Yang, you—don't blame him!"

When Huang Jingren said this, he looked at Zhang Yang with complicated eyes, and said aloud: "Xiao Yang, you--you really impress me! What you said just now is absolutely right. When I was carrying out an anti-drug mission on the southwest border 15 years ago Seriously wounded, a piece of shrapnel - just happened to hit my thing, and since then - mine's useless!"

Zhang Yang was very moved when he heard Huang Jingren's words, he never expected that such a thing would happen to Huang Jingren!
Zhao Dongchu also felt uncomfortable, but more anxious. He had faintly felt Huang Jingren's physical problems in that area before, but he didn't point it out so bluntly. The so-called taboo of the venerable sometimes knows too much about other people. Privacy is not a good thing. These things are the most bitter and difficult things for any man to talk about. Once Huang Jingren thinks that he will be known by others in the future, it will be strange for him to feel comfortable in his heart. Then what fate will he have in the future? Know!

It's just that Zhao Dongchu has been involved in this matter, and he can no longer regret it, so he can only stare at Zhang Yang with some resentment, and say to Huang Jingren: "Old squad leader, you have suffered all these years, and God is jealous of talents. Back then—— If only I was by your side, then I can protect you well!"

Huang Jingren waved his hand to Zhao Dongchu, and said aloud, "Dongchu, you are wrong. It is your sister-in-law who has suffered all these years! I was only 28 years old when I was injured, and I am over 40 this year, and I don't even have a child." In my current situation, it is impossible to have children anymore, but she has never complained. Over the years, she has been by my side every step of the way, and often encourages and comforts me. Without her, maybe—— I've really become a useless person long ago, and I don't even have the courage to step out!"

Zhang Yang looked at Huang Jingren thoughtfully in his eyes, and suddenly realized: "Uncle Huang, I understand, the five catties of wine that Uncle Zhao asked me for is for you, right?"

"Not bad!" Huang Jingren's eyes flashed, and he said eagerly to Zhang Yang: "The day before yesterday, after I drank a small glass of the wine you gave Dongchu, I faintly felt a heat surge in my body. It's comfortable, even my——my thing seems to be a little conscious!"

Huang Jingren had a hopeful expression on his face when he said this, and said to Zhang Yang in a hurry: "Xiao Yang, your wine—can it cure my disease?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while, shook his head slightly at Huang Jingren, and said aloud, "I'm sorry, Uncle Huang, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. It has the effect of nourishing the body, if you continue to take it, it will really benefit your body, and it can relieve your symptoms of Qi and blood deficiency and Qi deficiency, but it has not yet reached the point where it can be cured!"

"That's it!" The expression on Huang Jingren's face instantly became extremely disappointed, and he squeezed out a smile uglier than crying to Zhang Yang, and said aloud: "It seems——I was wishful thinking, even the master of Chinese medicine I can't do anything about my illness, how can a mere bottle of wine cure my illness, I think too much!"

Zhang Yang's eyes froze. The scars on Huang Jingren's body and the seven pieces of shrapnel still remaining in his body proved how much he had done for the country. It is not an exaggeration to say that a person like him is a hero of the country. In Zhang Yang's opinion, he should not have Such a tragic end!

"Huh!" Zhang Yang took a deep breath, and said to Huang Jingren in a deep voice, "Uncle Huang, don't worry, I—— can cure your illness!"