Movie Variety Show: Extraordinary Witch Pendant

Mr. Gu looked at Zhang Lang who was giving a thumbs up and asked with a puzzled smile: "Young man, what did you just say?"

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Uncle, I want to praise your excellent Chinese speaking skills."

Ju Ziyin seemed to understand what Zhang Lang said when he gave her a thumbs up, and she covered her mouth and laughed.

Zhang Lang noticed that Ju Ziyin was laughing secretly, which was terrible.

I forgot that the witch is hanging on the wall.

The aunt thought the boy was quite interesting.

When we get older, we all like to be lively.

The exception is Alzheimer's disease.

I won’t say any more, I just enjoyed my meal happily.

The uncle laughed and said, "Let Ziyin come with you, young people can have some communication. I will accompany your aunt into the house to take medicine."

Zhang Lang glanced at the old lady's face and said, "I know a little bit of Chinese medicine. I'll take a rest tonight. If you don't mind, I can take your pulse tomorrow."

After saying that, he made a gesture of taking a pulse.

The uncle and aunt knew that Zhang Lang had good intentions, so they nodded in agreement and went into the house.

Gu Ziyin has a round face and single eyelids, and she looks cuter the more you look at her.

Zhang Lang looked at Gu Ziyin's lips.

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Ju Ziyin had a round face with a little baby fat. She looked at Zhang Lang and said with a smile: "You keep staring at my lips. I can let you kiss them."

Zhang Lang said in a daze: "Not good, right?"

He quickly placed the chess pieces in his hands.

Zhang Lang said, "Hongzi will go first, you go first."

The two of you come and go.

Zhang Lang and Gu Ziyin used their brains to the fullest.

Zhang Lang is a peerless national talent.

This is not Korean stuff. How can we lose something that was passed down from our ancestors?

Zhang Lang raised a finger and shook it, indicating one.

Ju Ziyin was not convinced.

Zhang Lang played the red chess piece and at the beginning of the game he directly bombarded the two black horses with cannons.

This round was faster, and the baby fat on Juzi Yin Xiaoyuan's face had already turned red.

In the third game, Gu Zi Yin Xue Zhang Lang opened the game by exchanging two cannons for the black chess's two horses.

It's a pity that I only got three mouths.

Zhang Lang clapped his hands to indicate that he didn't want to play anymore.

"Ziyin, where do I sleep tonight?"

Ju Ziyin saw that Zhang Lang didn't mention anything.

Although I didn't ask the question I wanted to ask.

But in my heart I was relieved and said, "I'll take you to the guest room."

Zhang Lang followed Ju Ziyin carrying a big backpack. Zhang Lang found that she was not too short, about 65 meters tall.

It's just that her round chin and palm-sized face give people the illusion of being petite and cute.

Zhang Lang washed up and went to sleep quietly.

The next day, Ju Ziyin went to school, and after dinner, Zhang Lang took the initiative to help the uncle feed the cows.

Then the two of them went into the house. Zhang Lang washed his hands and imitated Xiao Cui's tone of voice and said, "Uncle and Auntie, let me feel Auntie's pulse. I know a little bit about medicine."

The aunt smiled gently and said, "It's all because of your uncle. He's been acting weird lately."

Zhang Lang smiled and whispered, "Yes, I know. I'll check his pulse later.

I took your pulse first just to trick him."

The aunt whispered, "Yes, I'll take his pulse later."

The uncle shook his head helplessly, then smiled bitterly.

Zhang Lang took her pulse, put her hand under the quilt, and asked her to lie down well.

Then I gently rubbed the sleep acupoints, and soon the old lady closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly.

Zhang Lang gave the uncle a look, and the two of them walked outside.

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "I can actually help Auntie with acupuncture, but it can only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. It needs to be done regularly. The benefit is that it can prevent the condition from getting worse, and the forgetfulness will be alleviated."

The uncle looked at Zhang Lang's youthful appearance. Although he had heard that China was a country of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, he was still worried.

Zhang Lang said, "I can see that Ziyin is not ordinary. Let me treat your leg injury first. Then you won't feel any pain when you do heavy work in the future, whether it's raining or cloudy."

The uncle was afraid that Zhang Lang would not be able to cure his aunt, so he readily agreed to try it on himself.

Zhang Lang used his superb medical skills to first help the uncle promote blood circulation, and then gave him acupuncture.

There is no such thing as Thirteen Ghost Needles or a messy crooked-mouthed god of war.

After Zhang Lang took out the silver needle, he asked the uncle to wait for a while before moving around.

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "Uncle, if you are not sick, take a few steps."

The uncle tried walking a few steps and felt relaxed and comfortable, and indeed felt much better.

The uncle smiled and said, "Zhang Lang, your medical skills are truly amazing."

Zhang Lang thought for a moment and said, "Uncle, your leg disease has been a long-standing problem, so you will need multiple acupuncture treatments to completely cure it."

The uncle smiled and said, "Then how confident are you that your aunt's illness can be cured?"

Zhang Lang's mouth almost curled up, but he quickly suppressed it and said, "Ninety-eight percent."

If you understand, you will know that this is 98% likely to be quite unstable.

Just as the uncle was about to speak, Gu Ziyin came back.

She said to the uncle: "What do you mean by 98%?"

The uncle pulled Gu Ziyin and said, "Ziyin, look, I am walking now, I am not limping anymore.

Zhang Lang’s acupuncture is truly magical.”

Zhang Lang corrected him and said: "It is the magical treasure of Chinese culture."

Ju Ziyin looked at Zhang Lang with clear eyes and said, "Oppa, are you really 98% sure that my mother's illness can be cured?"

Zhang Lang smiled and said: "It can alleviate the deterioration of the disease, but I can't cure it at the moment."

Gu Ziyin said anxiously, "How long can this relief last?"

Zhang Lang pretended to think for a moment and said, "A conservative estimate is that one year will be fine."

The uncle went into the room to see the aunt. Zhang Lang looked at Ju Ziyin and said, "But there is one thing I want to remind you. You still have about a few months to live. I need to feel your pulse to confirm it."

Ju Ziyin looked into his parents' room and saw them talking in low voices, saying that their legs felt much better than before, and they even performed a high jump.

Zhang Lang wanted to go over and persuade him not to hurt his waist. He was too old to be steady.

Ju Ziyin said innocently, "Then come to my room later to feel my pulse."

Zhang Lang said, "No need to go to your room, it will have a bad influence.

I’ve never been in a relationship.”

Ju Ziyin: "You are amazing, you are noble."

At this time, a girl with a curling iron on her head came in. She was short and looked annoying at first glance.

If you are not careful, the crickets will tickle you from behind.