Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

Jiang Bai continued to stare at Gao Ang until the cooperation between the two was completely over.Having been away from home for weekends for several consecutive weeks, Jiang Bai was afraid that his parents would ask him questions. After training at noon, he took Fucheng to eat KFC and went home.

When sharing the chicken wings, Fu Cheng's overjoyed eyes scared Jiang Bai. The happier Fu Cheng was, the more confused he was, afraid that he was not that person, and that Fu Cheng was looking at someone else through him.

When I got home, only Jiang Wenhui was in the living room, and Xiao Yongmu went back to Shenzhen for business, so the Daping floor was quite empty.

"Back?" Jiang Wenhui looked at the computer and asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Bai looked around, "Where's the cat?"

"I sent Xiao Wang to a pet shop for grooming." Jiang Wenhui glanced at him, "Going out with Xiao Yu?"

Jiang Bai nodded. "Well... Dad, where are my medical records? I need them."

"Why do you want medical records?" Jiang Wenhui got up to get them.

"I..." Jiang Bai looked around again, and it was very uncomfortable without a living creature as big as the king, even though he didn't like cats, "I want to heal the nerves on my face recently."

Jiang Wenhui came out of the study with a big kraft paper bag in his hand. "Okay, my parents told you to go for treatment, but you didn't want to. What kind of doctor did you find? Was it introduced by Director Zhou? Why didn't he inform us..."

Jiang Bai took back the paper bag, the medical records inside were as thick as a book. "It's not Director Zhou. I don't want a doctor in the hospital. I know a person who had a serious back injury and was treated by a specialist. I made an appointment for an appointment in the afternoon."

"Expert?" Jiang Wenhui was immediately alert, "Give me a look."

Knowing that he would ask, Jiang Bai found out the doctor's WeChat account and showed the conversation record.

Jiang Wenhui looked carefully: "Where is the doctor reliable..." Then he clicked into Moments, "Be careful when seeing a doctor, I don't think she is real."

"I'll try it first." Jiang Bai put the medical records into his schoolbag, "I'll leave if I feel something is wrong. I can tell the difference between a real doctor and a fake doctor."

"Then you go, do you need to ask the driver to take you?" Jiang Wenhui knew he couldn't persuade him, "Forget it, don't trouble outsiders, Dad will take you there himself."

"No, it's pretty close." Jiang Bai showed him the address, "I'll go by bike."

There was a white transmission car parked in the storage room, which Jiang Bai brought back to Beijing specially.In Shenzhen, he likes to ride a bike, and he likes to look at flowers and plants while riding to relax his nervous brain.But when I come back here, I ride less. First, Beijing and Shenzhen have different climates, so there are not so many flowers. Second, there are traffic jams.

There is no place to ride bicycles.Now Jiang Bai is looking for a place on his bike, and after half an hour, he finds the destination, like a recovery center for athletes after injury.

He parked his bicycle and walked around to find the Department of Acupuncture and Moxibustion.Facing the WeChat profile picture again, I found Director Wang who was resting.

"Come?" Wang Weiwei put on her glasses, "Xue Ye has already greeted me, let me see you when I have time, come in."

"Thank you." Jiang Bai took off his schoolbag and went in to sit down, "Did... bother you to rest?"

"Take a break?" Wang Weiwei smiled heartily, "How many doctors really take a break? Show me the medical records first."

Jiang Bai handed the paper bag with both hands. In the past, no matter which department he went to, his parents would watch over him. Here... finally, only himself. "You just said that it was Xue Ye who greeted you?"

Wang Weiwei looked at it with a magnifying glass. "Well, his waist was fixed by our expert consultation. Athletes don't hesitate to refer people to treat the injury every now and then... Isn't this a sports injury?"

"Accidental injury."

"What do you practice?"

"Born in martial arts, maybe... also practiced mixed martial arts." Jiang Bai relaxed, "Look for yourself, the medical records are all here."

Wang Weiwei watched it from beginning to end, and it took more than ten minutes just to finish it.Finally, I took out the part I needed and spread it out on the desktop page by page. "It's a bit late, kid. Also, the medical records are too messy in the early stage. Did you transfer hospital while you were in a coma?"

Jiang Bai frowned.During the coma?

"Let's analyze your condition first. There are few combined symptoms and the injury is clear. The doctor also diagnosed simple facial paralysis, but especially noted that young patients are under a lot of psychological pressure. What's going on with you?" Wang Weiwei saw through him , "Didn't cooperate with the treatment?"

Jiang Bai looked sideways. "Cooperated."

Wang Weiwei hung up the film, took pictures and sent it to the expert group. After a while, the news came, and everyone agreed. It was indeed just simple facial paralysis, not a difficult and miscellaneous disease.So Wang Weiwei went to prepare acupuncture and moxibustion, and said: "The duration of traditional Chinese medicine is not fixed, and it mainly varies from person to person. For people like you, the effect will be effective in half a month to a few months. I have treated a case before, and the improvement is obvious within a week. You You have to cooperate with me."

"How long can I laugh?" Jiang Bai asked.

"Say it yourself, can't you laugh?" Vera Wang asked with a smile, "I'm an expert."

Jiang Bai frowned again, and then let go of his guard. "have a feeling."

"Then why did you tell the previous doctor that there is no sensation on the face and the treatment effect is not obvious?"

Jiang Bai touched the left side of his cheek. "because……"

"The vigilance is too strong. I have seen patients like you before." Wang Weiwei pushed the acupuncture trolley, "It is much more serious than you, and you need to use acupoint injections. Why are you resisting treatment? Go, wash your hands and face, and lie down by yourself." .”

"I don't resist." Jiang Bai went to prepare, and said after lying down, "You can do whatever you want, as long as you can laugh."

"Then you have to tell me the truth." After disinfection, Wang Weiwei pressed Jiang Bai's hands and upper limbs, "Do you feel anything on your face?"

The acupuncture points on his hands were sore and swollen, Jiang Bai fell silent.

"I have a feeling." He finally said, "It's not that I don't feel it at all. It's just that... when I smile, the right corner of my mouth is higher, and the left side is not well controlled. There is wood near the nose, and I don't feel that part. Lips are weak. When you smile, it’s not particularly pretty.”

"Smile." Wang Weiwei teased him.

Jiang Bai relaxed the corners of his lips, and smiled at a stranger for the first time.

"I'll cure you. You look like a bad boy when you smile." Wang Weiwei injected needles from the acupoints on her hand. "You can add Yingxiang acupoints for nasal alar movement disorders. Only when the doctor and patient communicate smoothly can you be cured. Close your eyes, and I will give you more than a dozen needles on your face." Well, you're not afraid of pain, are you?"

Jiang Bai closed his eyes. "Don't be afraid, just let me laugh."

Fucheng did his homework at Chen Shuang's house all afternoon, and asked Lu Shui for questions he didn't know.Now that he was familiar with Lu Shui, he read the stems of the questions, Lu Shui listened to them, and then clearly wrote down the process of solving the questions.

It's just that he didn't open his mouth to speak. Fucheng wanted to ask you several times why you only talked to your brother, but he was afraid that it would be impolite, so he stopped asking.

Back to school at night, only half of the class was there, Qiu Li and Qing Rang hadn't arrived yet.Fucheng put down the bag to water, the leaves of the mint grass were one-third less, so he let himself pick them up, chew them, eat them, or soak them in water and drink them.

"Don't pick it." Xu Jun was doing class hygiene, "What a disaster you have caused. The grass grows well."

"I'm not in trouble, I'm not watering it." Fu Cheng said.

Xu Jun didn't believe it. "Don't water it, you don't know how much to water. Besides, Jiang Bai is going to raise it and give it to Fu Yu."

Fucheng angrily pulled off a piece, and wore silver nails for ear piercing on his ears. "I'll grab what's for her too... It's not necessarily for her. I don't think she wants it much."

"Would Fu Yu tell you if you want it or not?" Xu Jun asked back, "If I don't want to give it to my girlfriend, can I give it to you?"

Fucheng was choked and speechless, the classroom was meaningless without senior brother.He went to the bathroom, and bumped into Qiu Li and Qing Rang at the door of the class, why was Li Cong still there?

"What are you doing?" Fu Cheng grabbed the two juniors.

"Nothing." Qing Rang pulled Qiu Li back, "People from Class 5 came to talk to us, let's go, go back to class."

Li Cong didn't say much, and took the people away.Qiu Li cursed a few words unconvinced, and was hugged back to the classroom by Fu Cheng.

"I'll put my ugly words first, and I'm not allowed to fight." Fucheng's deputy senior brother said, "This is a righteous mountain, not a place of virtue. If things go wrong, there will be no one to help you. Learning martial arts should be benevolent and righteous before being loyal and brave..."

"He provoked!" Qiu Li wanted to fight.

Fu Cheng crossed his waist: "He can't do provocation, how can I hold back my hands, you can't hold back?"

"Hard the fuck..." Qiu Li suddenly shut up halfway through the scolding, and went back to his seat to hand in his homework.

Jiang Bai walked into the classroom, saw Qiu Li and Qing Rang returned to their seats, and asked Fu Cheng, "What are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk about anything..." Fucheng scratched his head, "Let's talk... about your competition with the senior year of high school this Friday. It's still too late to regret it, why don't you cancel it?"

Xu Jun came over with a sense of justice. "Jiang Bai, push this pot of mint away, and don't let Fucheng squeeze it out again. It's agreed to pay Fuyu, and you can't lie to girls."

Jiang Bai touched the soil, it was wet and had been watered.

"I'm serious with you." Xu Jun couldn't get used to this scumbag. He didn't give away yogurt, didn't buy soy milk, and didn't care about Fu Yu taking the knife after training. My friend’s name, you’re good, you raise mint every day, and you don’t give it away until the mint is bald. Do you know how to raise mint?”

"Yes." Jiang Bai won't, someone else raised it for him before, "I'll give it away after I raise it."

Send you a bastard.Fucheng was jealous, planning in his mind when he would pull his junior brother into a fight with Li Cong, then blame Jiang Bai, and hug his senior brother face to face for an hour.

Suddenly his collar was pulled, and the zipper of the high collar was pulled down. It was Jiang Bai who was looking for something inside his collar.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Fu Cheng also looked at the clothes, "The school uniform has been washed, and I washed it for nothing."

"Nothing." Jiang Bai replied.Why is the inside of Fucheng's neckline empty?

But why did I find it in his school uniform?Jiang Bai let go of his hands and rubbed his left cheek which had been pricked with more than a dozen needles.

With the biggest extravaganza in Lapsang just around the corner, every student is discussing the event.Luo Qiang began to encourage Fucheng to report a program, and invited them every afternoon for training.The hospitality was hard to come by, Fucheng had no choice but to wait for a few days before replying, but Qiu Li was eager to give it a try, wanting to show off the limelight.

On Friday afternoon, two mats were cleared out in the martial field, and several grades were surrounded on the inner and outer floors, and they all knew that the seniors in high school had made an appointment.

The professional class of traditional martial arts routines competed. Everyone knows that this competition is exciting and the sword skills are superb.

"Brother, can you do it?" Fucheng became an ant on the hot pot in a hurry, only to know that the five senior students came back from the competition, "If I can't do it, let me go, my sword skills are good. I..."

This is not a lie, the senior brother also taught himself by the way from the beginning of the knife, and then he focused on the sword technique until he became Chongde's second single-person sword technique champion.

"No, it's not a big problem. Do you think I can't win?" Jiang Bai chose the weapon in the performance knife, gripped it tightly, clasped it, applied force, and adjusted the comfortable grip.Originally thought it was a two-person swordsmanship routine, but Hu Yihu rejected it because it was too dangerous.

Now Jiang Bai is concentrating on choosing knives, and in front of him are all training knives that have been used for a long time, many of which are still curled.Those in the third year of high school are the key training targets of the school, and the knives are made to order.Jiang Bai is not afraid of losing moves, but afraid of letting go of the knife.

It is a great shame to lose the weapon.

"I won, I'm afraid of you...I'm afraid that you're exercising too intensely and you won't feel comfortable." Fucheng also helped choose.

"The more intense the more comfortable I am." Jiang Bai pursed his lips, "Are you worried about me?"

Fucheng nodded. "En." After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother, don't be too aggressive."

Jiang Bai finally chose a better one and handed it over to Fucheng. "You try it for me."

Fucheng accepted it without any politeness. In the past, when my senior brother practiced swords, he only tried it for himself.Not just knives, but from a young age, the elder martial brother was in the front, and they followed behind, and then moved to the static posture of Changquan, with the left hand tucked around the waist and the right hand raised, the elder martial brother led them to practice single leg kicks, with the right hand pointing up to the sky , the left foot is buckled inside.

The senior brother also said that in the future, he will definitely take himself to participate in the lion dance competition, to see the lion armor, hold the lion head of the Fujia class, and listen to the whole row of drums ringing for the southern lions.

"Is a knife okay?" Jiang Bai looked at the scar on his wrist.

"Okay!" Fu Cheng threw the knife over and said with a smile, "You really don't have to be too aggressive, I won't go to the zoo to beat elephants."

Jiang Bai pursed his lips again. "I'm not afraid of you hitting the elephant, I'm afraid of the elephant stepping on you."

At this time, Luo Qiang blew the whistle to clear the field, and the opponent stood on the floor mat of Class 3, Grade [-], and Fucheng could only back away if he didn't want to.One-on-one is one-on-one, you lose when you lose, and you win when you win.

As a result, he saw that 5 students came up directly in the third year of high school.

Damn it, Fucheng looked at his brother fiercely, group vs single, what about Wude?Those who have no martial arts will definitely explode tonight.