Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

"Brother Shen, please drink tea."

"..."

Zhou Shen picked up the cold tea and drank it.

And everyone in the room looked at him one by one, as if they were waiting for him to speak.

Zhou Shen drank the tea in the teacup in two sips. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he smiled and said, "Why are you all looking at me?"

Just as Yang Zhongwei was about to speak, Zhou Shen immediately raised his hand to stop him: "Okay, okay, don't say thank you, I just listened to it at least 100 times, and my ears are callused."

"Hahaha……"

Everyone burst out laughing, and the haze that lingered in everyone's hearts because of Yang Xingyu's injury also disappeared with the laughter.

Yuan Zhou, whose heart was like a hundred claws scratching his heart, asked first: "Mr. Zhou, can you tell us about your treatment process?"

"The treatment process is very simple. I carry the qi to the Yunmen and Zhongfu acupoints that were injured by the heavy rain, and then let the qi stay there, and the qi will automatically repair itself."

"Is it so simple? The effect of this qi is too strong. An injury that usually takes two or three years to recover can be healed in 5 minutes. It feels incredible."

As a medical family, Yuan Zhou is also a doctoral student who graduated from a medical university. In his heart, he still feels very unbelievable about such things as "Qi".

If he hadn't seen so many videos with his own eyes, and also witnessed Yang Xingyu's transformation from a "sick child" to a lively person, he would have 1 people who would not believe it.

Qi is such a thing that subverts people's three views.

If there were more Qi practitioners in this world, the hospital would probably close down.

"Qi is originally a panacea! The human body is a "Qi ball". Most of the reasons why people get sick are the lack of the substance "Qi". Using the Taoist method of refining Qi to cultivate people's Yuan Qi and guide Qi into the body And opening up the meridians can make the physiological functions of the human body run quickly, healthily and normally."

Zhou Shen once again popularized science on the relationship between the concept of Qi and physical health.

"Although you are unlikely to reach my level, if you persist in practicing Qi, you can make the sick heal early, the weak get stronger, and the strong get stronger. At the same time, you will be energetic, your memory will be fresh, your blood pressure will drop, and your appetite will be adjusted. Restore the normal functions of various organs and promote endocrine.”

At first, everyone thought that they couldn't practice qi anyway, and there was no need to learn it, but after hearing so many benefits from Zhou Shen's mouth, everyone's eyes lit up.

Most of the people at the scene were not young anymore. Ruan Zhengtang, Chen Jingtong, and Yuan Hongjun were even half buried in the soil, and all of them more or less suffered from various senile diseases.

Especially Chen Jingtong, who practiced strong external skills when he was young, which caused more damage to his body functions. When he was old, all kinds of pains were inevitable, and he usually had to take a lot of medicine to control them.

At this time, Zhou Shen's words made their eyes shine.

In fact, Zhou Shen had told them about the effect of Qi more than once before, but they thought that they were old and their Qi and blood had decayed, so they couldn’t practice Qi, and they hadn’t seen the real effect of Qi, so they still felt more or less in their hearts. Some doubts.

It's different now. Yang Xingyu's internal injury this time allowed them to see the miraculous effect of qi with their own eyes. This kind of shock is more effective than a thousand or ten thousand sentences.

Ruan Zhengtang and others immediately asked Zhou Shen about the detailed cultivation method of Qi Qi.

Soon the lounge became a teaching scene.

Everyone listened attentively, even Yang Xingyu who came in later was listening carefully.

This injury really made him feel terrified.

Just now, the martial arts brother told him that if it wasn't for Brother Shen this time, he would be useless in this life and become a waste that can't stand on the shoulders or lift it on the hands.

From a Chinese-Thai Sanda king Zhongwang to such a waste, he absolutely can't bear the pain.

So we can be sure that when it comes to that point, his end is doomed.

……

Zhou Shen talked for a long time until his stomach growled.

Then he stopped and said with a smile: "Okay, that's all for today. If you have any questions later, just send me a prestige message. I will reply when I see it. But there is no guarantee when I will reply."

"Okay, thank you Teacher Zhou."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhou."

"You're welcome!" Zhou Shen waved his hands, then got up and walked towards the door. When he passed by Yang Xingyu, he wrapped his arms around Yang Xingyu's shoulders, "Let's go to dinner."

Yang Xingyu greeted everyone: "Everyone is hungry, let's eat together."

Everyone came to the hospital restaurant for dinner.

As the top private hospital in Haojiang, the restaurant is naturally not bad, and many super chefs from home and abroad have been invited.

Whether you want to eat British fish and chips, German sausage and ham, or Mexican tortillas, Japanese sashimi, Korean kimchi, Ugandan banana rice, Brazilian roast beef, Thai Tom Yum Kung Soup , Danish devil sun, etc., can satisfy you.

And all kinds of top ingredients are readily available.

Like Ganzi matsutake from Huaguo, saffron from the Western Regions, Alba white truffle, Iberian ham, French foie gras, Kobe beef and so on.

Of course, the price is also very expensive. If you are in a hurry to eat a meal, ordinary people will really go bankrupt.

Even if the middle class or ordinary rich people are here, they have to grit their teeth after seeing the price.

There is no way, the mountaintop hospital is originally used to serve the rich, and if you don’t set the price a little higher to make you retreat, they will all come to seize the medical resources of the rich.

But the fee for the VIP ward is paid by the Shen family, so it doesn't matter.

After the two of Zhou Shen came to the restaurant, they were not polite at all, picking up whatever was expensive.

When the food came out, the two of them devoured it hungrily.

"Sir, this is the Iberian ham you ordered, please use it slowly."

Zhou Shen looked up and said, "Who is enough for such a small amount of ham slices? Let's have another plate, one plate for each person."

The waiter in the restaurant smiled gently: "Alright sir, please wait a moment."

Yang Xingyue followed suit: "There's also this French foie gras and Italian caviar, and another can, one can for each person."

"Good lady, please wait a moment..."

After eating and drinking, Zhou Shen said with a smile: "Everyone eat slowly, I will go for a walk."

Because there is no need to take in energy from food, Zhou Shen's food intake has been reduced a lot, as long as the body's own consumption is satisfied.

Yang Xingyu also followed Zhou Shen out.

At this time, Haojiang City below the mountain was already lit up with thousands of lights, and the two walked down the mountain along the spacious road of the hospital on the top of the mountain.

The street trees on both sides of the road are lush and luxuriant, and clusters of flowers are blooming in the flower pond. With the warm night wind blowing into the nose, the fragrance is overflowing.

There are pedestrians walking in twos and threes on the road.

Yang Xingyu walked away silently for a while before talking about the whole story.

Zhou Shen listened quietly, and soon his brows frowned, but he didn't ask any questions.

Because it could be heard from Yang Xingyu's words that even he himself didn't know what was going on, he was just curious.

It wasn't until Yang Xingyu finished speaking that he said, "Go, take me to have a look."

……

At [-]:[-] p.m., Hall [-] of Tap Seac Gymnasium.

At this time, the lights in the gymnasium were brilliant, as bright as day.

In the arena, two muscular European and American burly men are engaged in a fierce mixed martial arts competition.

Both sides did not wear any other protective gear except half-finger gloves and dental braces. With the blows from fist to flesh, blood flew all over for a while, and the eyes and corners of the mouths of both sides were swollen and bruised.

There are not many spectators below the ring, only a few 300-[-] people.

At the same time, there were hundreds of pairs of eyes watching the game in the VIP room.

The owners of these eyes include many eyesights competing for the gambling cards this time, such as the Shen family of Haojiang, the Rudolph family of Bald Eagle Kingdom, the Lin family of Malay Kingdom, and the Tian family of Han Kingdom.

In addition, the He family, the Lu family, Catherine Wynn, the executive director behind the scenes of "Wynn Palace", etc. were all present, as well as stakeholders from Baodao and Southeast Asian countries.

These people competed fiercely around the ownership of the two gambling cards.

In addition to scrambling on the surface, fighting openly and secretly in private is also necessary.

Now two camps have gradually formed, headed by the Shen family of Haojiang, the He family of Haojiang, the Lin family of Malay Kingdom, and the Lu family of Xiangjiang as the common interests.

On the other side, headed by the Rudolph family of the Bald Eagle Kingdom, the Tian Family of the Han Country, the Wynn Family of the Bald Eagle Kingdom, Zhulian Shihai of Baodao, Myanmar, Vietnam and other forces are common interests.

In the previous three days, the two sides had fought no less than thirty times.

There were six boxers who died on the spot in the ring, and countless others were injured. Basically, as long as they got into the ring, there must be one party who couldn't walk down in one piece and needed a stretcher to get off.

One can imagine the cruelty of the competition.

But there is no way, no one is willing to let go in the face of such a huge benefit.

So far, both sides have their own winners, and tonight is the last day, and the final ownership of the gambling cards will be decided.

In the VIP room No. [-], Shen Weiran and four or five friends of similar age were watching the screen on the high-definition TV, their eyes not blinking for a moment.

At this moment, the door of the VIP hall opened, and the assistant came to Shen Weiran and said a few words, Shen Weiran showed a surprised look on his face, "What, is it true? Where is he now?"

The assistant said, "Uh...he left the Hilltop Hospital after having dinner with Zhou Shen."

A friend next to him asked, "Robin, what's going on?"

Robin is Shen Weiran's English name.

"That injured Yang Xingyu is said to be alive and kicking again."

"Oh, is that so?" My friend suddenly showed a look of surprise when he heard it, "Didn't you say before that he was useless in this life, why is he better now?"

Shen Weiran shook his head, "I don't know."

When Shen Weiran was about to ask his assistant to ask for clarification, suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person coming in from the door. He hadn't seen the person's face clearly yet, the person's body flickered for a moment, and in the next second, he appeared in front of him with a "whoosh" in front of.

Only then did the people in the room react.

Shen Weiran asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

And his assistant also asked, "Who came in, get out quickly."

As he spoke, he pushed the opponent with his hand.

The person who came in was none other than Zhou Shen. He grabbed the opponent's wrist with a grasping hand, and then he folded his wrist and tied his arms. The assistant immediately squatted on the ground and cried out in pain, "Ah...it hurts!"

Zhou Shen looked at Shen Weiran, and said calmly: "My name is Zhou Shen, and I'm Yang Xingyu's elder brother. I came here to ask you, who beat him like that? I want to learn from him."

When Shen Weiran heard that the man in front of him was actually the one who "shot" Martin Rudolph last time, a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

He is not afraid of others playing white with him, nor is he afraid of others playing black with him, but he is afraid that Zhou Shen, a lunatic and psychotic who does not play cards according to common sense, will carry a "gun" with him.

"What the hell, how did you do it? You actually put this kind of lunatic on the scene, and you'll all get out of bed for me later!"

Shen Weiran scolded the security guards and bodyguards in his heart, and said calmly: "I'm very sorry Mr. Zhou, and I'm very sad that my brother was injured. But this incident was an accident, and no one wants it to happen... "

Zhou Shen interrupted impatiently before he finished speaking: "Why are you talking nonsense? I asked you who beat him like that, you just answer me, and then arrange for me to fight with him .”

After a pause, he followed up: "I have nothing to say about my inferior skills, but with Yang Xingyu's strength, I don't believe anyone can kick him like that. I suspect this game is unfair!"

Just as Zhou Shen finished speaking, four or five black-clothed men rushed in from the door. They grabbed Zhou Shen's arms, wrapped his neck around his waist, and tried to drag him out.

But Zhou Shen's feet seemed to be connected to the floor, standing there still, no matter how the crowd dragged and pushed him, there was no way for him to move a single step.

"A group of chickens and dogs, get out of here!"

While speaking, Zhou Shen's arms trembled, and all four or five big men in black were thrown out.

A group of big men in black either bumped into the wall, or fell on the coffee table, or fell on the floor, and were thrown into a coma.

"Ouch……"

The last two security guards who rushed in saw the bodyguard who was knocked to the ground by Zhou Shen. Without saying a word, they picked up the [-] cm long anti-riot baton in their hands, and slapped him on the back from left to right. .

Zhou Shen turned around and grabbed it like lightning, grabbed the riot baton, twisted it into a twist three or two times, and then stuffed it back into their hands.

"..."

The two security guards stared at the "marijuana flowers" in their hands and were dumbfounded.

The rubber of the anti-riot baton is wrapped with high-strength steel pipes, and it is twisted into twists with bare hands. If you twist your head, wouldn't it be easy to unscrew it?

Chapter 189 One person fights a group!

"Clang!~"

The twisted anti-riot baton fell from the security guard's hand and landed on the marble floor, making a crisp crash.

The sound woke up the people in the VIP room who were in a daze.

Shen Weiran groaned, couldn't help swallowing and spitting, and quickly stopped the bodyguard who was about to rush up, and said hypocritically: "That...you go down first, it's a misunderstanding! This Mr. Zhou is my friend .”