The legs of Secretary Cao Yu

  Wow! Wow! Wow!

  Zhao Yang sat in the courtyard, shirtless, and every time he pushed the plane forward, a piece of wood would fly off and fall under the bench. When it was almost done, he put down the plane at his feet, blew on the board, and the board had become smooth as a mirror. He picked it up again to examine it closely, then took up the plane once more to shave off one or two places that were not quite even.

  Zhao Yang wants to make a few long benches for people to sit on when there are many. He also plans to take the measurements of Zhao Bingxing and Sun Zhenxiang to make two armchairs for them.

  In fact, some ancient objects are full of life wisdom, such as the armchair, with its back leaning forward, making people sit up straight naturally, which conforms to the principle of "shape is correct and energy is smooth" in traditional Chinese medicine. At the same time, sitting on an armchair and placing both hands on the armrests will relax the shoulders and back, and the breath will sink into the dantian, allowing people to reach their most natural state.

  Cao Huaxiang and his doctor Wei Xun came in, Zhao Yang was nailing the last leg of the stool, then with a flip of his hand, he turned the stool over.

  Watching Zhao Yang's smooth movements, the sunlight shining on him, his energetic muscles swaying rhythmically like flowing water, Cao Huaxiang's eyes showed a look of admiration.

  Cao Huaxiang is sixty-seven years old this year. When he was young, he was also a strong and robust man. Now, just walking from the village to the orchard makes his whole body, especially his two legs, ache like needles!

  This is Zhao Yang's first contact with woodworking, but now he has reached the realm of freely controlling all his muscles. What his eyes see and what his brain thinks, the muscles in his hands, arms, shoulders, back, waist, legs, etc. automatically make the most appropriate response, so this stool looks regular, structure is stable, it's very successful.

  Cao Huaxiang observed for a few moments and smiled: "I didn't expect that Zhao Shen Yi's wooden staff was quite impressive!"

  Zhao Yang turned his head and looked at him, a hint of puzzlement flashing in his eyes, and said uncertainly: "Secretary Cao?"

  Cao Huaxiang's eyes lit up and he said with a pleasant expression: "What Cao Secretary? I've long since stepped down!"

  Cao Hua Xiang is the former secretary of the Qishui County Party Committee and has already stepped down. He didn't expect Zhao Yang to know him. Now everyone knows that Zhao Yang's rule for treating others' illnesses, but he is neither an acquaintance of Zhao Yang nor familiar with the people of Longwo Village, the only one who can talk is the village chief Shang Nian Jun - it is said that he is very disgusted by Zhao Yang and cannot be found. But now Zhao Yang seems to know him, which is good news.

  "This time I've come to ask Doctor Zhao to work his magic and take a look at this old man's leg!"

  Zhaoyang had just used the "Jinghu Technique" to observe Cao Huaxiang, and his legs' meridians were severely stagnant with blood and qi. This was a manifestation of severe dampness and coldness in his legs. Now Zhaoyang's understanding of qi and blood had deepened, knowing that apart from the body's internal orthodox qi, there also existed evil qi such as dampness, coldness, wind, and heat. He also understood why when the qi and blood reached perfection, one would no longer be troubled by illness: with sufficient orthodox qi, there was naturally no room for evil qi to exist!

  Zhao Yang hadn't spoken yet, when Wei Xun, who was following Cao Huaxiang, hastily said: "Wait a minute!"

  He had also heard of Zhao Yang's reputation as a divine doctor, but in his opinion, Zhao Yang just knew two folk remedies and was being spread around by people. He even made a rule that he would not see patients outside of his village and acquaintances, but once he recognized Secretary Cao's identity, he didn't mention any rules at all? Maybe he also knew that Old Cao's son was the head of the Organization Department in the province!

  Zhao Yang recognized Cao Huaxiang because when he was in junior high school, the county middle school organized a student performance at the county cultural center. Zhao Yang's grades were good, so he became part of the audience, while Cao Huaxiang led the county leaders on a tour. As a result, the staff accidentally set the curtain on fire! Zhao Yang remembered that Cao Huaxiang loudly said: "Let the students go first!"

  Zhao Yang remembered Cao Huaxiang because of this sentence, as for his other political achievements, as a product of the examination-oriented education system, Zhao Yang really didn't know! He also didn't know that Cao Huaxiang had a son who was the head of the Organization Department in the province!

  Wei Xun stared into Zhao Yang's eyes and said, "Let me introduce myself, I am Deputy Director Wei Xun of the Provincial Rehabilitation Center!" He paused for a moment, then continued: "The leader has arranged for me to take care of Old Cao's daily life, so I will be responsible for Old Cao's physical health! I have a few questions that I would like to ask Mr. Zhao, and I hope Mr. Zhao can answer them honestly!"

  Zhao Yang blinked his eyes, with a feeling of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Was it I who asked him to come and see you?

  Wei Xun didn't wait for Zhao Yang's response and asked on his own: "As far as I know, Mr. Zhao studied traditional Chinese medicine, right?"

  Zhao Yang nodded slightly.

  Wei Xun asked: "May I ask, Mr. Zhao, who was your teacher?"

  "This has nothing to do with you!"

  Wei Xun's face flashed with anger, but Zhao Yang didn't respond, which further confirmed that Zhao hadn't received guidance from a famous doctor! Because among the many famous Chinese medicine practitioners in the province and country, he had some understanding of them. Zhao Yang's non-response was equivalent to being afraid of being exposed in his eyes!

  "Excuse me, has Mr. Zhao obtained a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner qualification?"

  Zhao Yang shook his head.

  "Excuse me, has Mr. Zhao obtained a medical license or a rural doctor's certificate?"

  Zhao Yang shook his head again.

  Wei Xun straightened his waist and said solemnly: "Then I won't let Cao Lao accept your treatment!"

  Zhao Yang smiled and said, "Then you can leave!"

  What Cao Huaxiang said at the time was indeed moving and memorable for Zhao Yang, so he didn't ask any questions and was willing to lend a hand to relieve his suffering. However, there's no reason for him to cry out and beg to do this! Even if you consider the psychological factors, it can't be ruled out that it was just a political show at the time!

  Wei Xun felt something was wrong!

  Zhao Yang finished speaking and picked up a wooden board again for planing.

  Wei Xun carefully observed Zhao Yang's expression, hoping to see his anger or pretentiousness, but he was disappointed! When he looked at Cao Huaxiang standing beside him again, he found that the latter was staring at him with a severe gaze. His heart skipped a beat, and he hastily explained: "Old Cao, for your health and safety, I must ask carefully!"

  Cao Lao looked at Wei Xun for a while, hummed, and didn't bother with him anymore. He turned to Zhao Yang and said: "Zhao Yang... I'll call you Zhao Yang too! Alas, my son is filial to me and specially invited a health doctor for me. However, due to this illness of mine, I've taken tens of kilograms of medicine, but the effect isn't very good. At best, it's just alleviated a bit, so that's why I'm seeking your help..."

  Wei Xun's face flushed with anger, wasn't this saying that their medical skills were no good? But he didn't regret it either. If something went wrong with Zhao Yang, he could say that he had stopped him at the time and it was Old Cao who insisted on letting Zhao Yang treat his illness!

  Zhao Yang said calmly: "So Secretary Cao still wants me to come and treat your illness?"

  Cao Huaxiang let out a sigh of relief and smiled: "I'll leave this old body of mine in your hands!"

  This is the best attitude of a patient! It's people like Wei Xun who are picky about everything that he dislikes the most! Moreover, the patient's trusting attitude also has a great impact on their treatment effect!

  Zhao Yang handed over the newly made stool and let Cao Huaxiang sit on it.

  At this time, Wei Xun interjected: "Don't you have a hospital bed here?"

  Zhao Yang smiled and looked at him, saying: "I don't open a clinic, nor am I a doctor, what do I need a sickbed for? You can take Secretary Cao to a place with a sickbed to get treatment!"

  Cao Huaxiang's face finally showed a hint of anger, "Little Wei, don't disturb Zhao Yang while he's examining me!"

  Wei Xun could only stand aside with a sullen expression.

  Zhao Yang had Cao Huaxiang take off his jacket to make it easier to give him an injection, and at the same time asked in a relaxed tone: "Secretary Cao, how many years have you been suffering from this illness?"

  Cao Huaxiang sighed: "I reckon I'm older than you! Your parents should remember, in the 80s, our county's Qi River flooded, and I led the common people to transport sand to protect the river. For three days and four nights, I stood guard on the dike! At that time, being young and strong didn't feel like anything, but now my body is starting to take its toll!" He sighed again: "This lifetime of mine has been a struggle against heaven and earth, but in the end, I couldn't even defeat my own body!"

  Zhao Yang was deeply moved by what he heard. Nowadays, it's common to see all sorts of bizarre officials online, and it's become normal for officials to embezzle tens of millions, but in that era, there were still officials like this who inspired respect!

  He decided to relieve Cao Huaxiang's pain as soon as possible, so he didn't rush to give Cao Huaxiang an injection, but instead gave him a back massage to unblock his meridians, and then suddenly punched him in the back!

  It was just a loud "peng" sound! This punch looks very heavy! In fact, this kind of force method is similar to the internal family master's punch, but there are fundamental differences between the two: one is to hurt the opponent's internal organs, and the other is to protect the opponent's internal organs while dispelling evil energy. The difficulty of the latter is even greater than the former! If Zhao Yang didn't have the Mirror Lake Technique, he wouldn't dare use such a large force, because if he wasn't careful, treating the illness would become a matter of life and death!

  Wei Xun was shocked, and when he looked at Cao Huaxiang again, his eyes rolled back, and his body swayed as if about to fall. He couldn't help but shout loudly: "Stop!" Due to being too frightened, his voice even started to tremble.

  But Cao Huaxiang's body swayed, came back to his senses, spat out a mouthful of air and said: "Comfortable!"

  Because his body was affected by the cold and dampness, he always felt like there was a thick layer of dark clouds on his head, both cold and heavy. But just now after being punched by Zhao Yang, he suddenly felt that the layer of dark clouds on his head was dispersed, feeling an indescribable lightness in his mind!

  Seeing Cao Huaxiang was fine, Wei Xun put his mind at ease and turned to Zhao Yang angrily: "Can you even diagnose?"

  Zhao Yang was carefully disinfecting the silver needle when he heard him say that and said: "Why don't you come and treat it?"

  Before Wei Xun could respond, Cao Huaxiang had already angrily shouted: "Shut up! I'm telling you again, don't disturb Zhao Yang while he's treating my illness!"

  Seeing Cao Huaxiang get angry, Wei Xun retreated a step back, standing in the shade under the wall.

  Zhaoyang selected the acupoints one by one and inserted the needles. This time he used "Three Talents Needling Method", aiming to regulate and consolidate the body's righteous Qi.

  After finishing the acupuncture, he ran to deal with that piece of wood again. But with "Jinghu Shu" on his body, he could observe Cao Huaxiang's qi and blood circulation at any time, occasionally going over to move the needle or pat it a few times.

  Zhao Yang's every move was forceful, making Wei Xun just purse his lips. But in Cao Huaxiang's feelings, it was exceptionally comfortable, like a dark room, a long-sealed door slowly opening, and sunlight began to pour in.

  Soon, the dampness and cold air in Cao Huaxiang's body were stirred up, and the next step was to find a gap for them to be expelled from the body. Zhao Yang had already prepared the cupping equipment: two jar lids, the ignition paper used the fire paper for burial, and the alcohol was replaced with his specially made medicinal wine.

  Cupping is a common health care method that people often use, and Wei Xun had no opinion on this. However, when he saw the two simple jar bottles, he couldn't help but say: "Don't you have any alcohol swabs?"

  This time neither of them paid attention to him. Cao Huaxiang was too comfortable, having never felt so relaxed in his sleep, and didn't bother to respond; Zhao Yang was focused on giving Cao Huaxiang a massage.

  The fire paper is made of straw, which is highly flammable. Zhao Yang's specially-made medicinal liquor not only burns easily but also allows the heat generated inside the container to enter the body through the pores and into the blood vessels, although in small quantities, it enhances the effect of tonifying Qi very well.

  After Cao Huaxiang finished two cans on both sides of his calves, Zhao Yang went to fiddle with his wooden leg.

  This time for Cao Huaxiang's treatment, acupuncture is exhausting, and massage patting is even more exhausting. The two combined are more consuming than the last rescue of Zhu Xiuzhi! But his current Qi and blood are still 100%, which also makes Zhao Yang understand that just like the heart beats with a slight interval every time, it won't get tired. As long as he masters the rhythm, the speed of Qi and blood regeneration can keep up, and the Qi and blood will remain full!

  Wei Xun looked at Zhao Yang with dissatisfaction, but when he saw the place where the cupping was done, two large blisters gradually appeared, and inside, they were gradually filled with black blood. Cao Huaxiang's dark green face turned normal for the first time, and when he looked at Zhao Yang again, he became incredulous!

  Zhao Yang planed the second plank and then said to Wei Xun: "You go get the jar, and then break it to let out the blood!"

  Wei Xun nodded hastily in response, just like a primary school apprentice who had received his master's orders! The facts were laid out before him, and he couldn't help but obey! At the same time, his heart was filled with gratitude towards Zhao Yang: although he hadn't done much, he had also participated in the treatment process!

  Then Zhao Yang caught the medicine and rushed to decoct it.

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