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"What?"

Zhang Zitao asked somewhat inexplicably.

What do you mean before using it, he didn't even think of it?

What did that mean?

Zhang Zitao was very confused.

"This is the car my granddaughter withdrew for me to use. My car, she drove it away. You don't mind, do you, young man? If you don't mind, we'll call him. "

Elder Zhou explained.

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Zhang Zitao immediately shook his head.

After getting on the car, Zhang Zitao moved from the front row to the back row.

For a sports car with two gates and four seats, this was the most troublesome part.

Zhang Zitao felt that this car was not as good as the Chery that he spent twenty thousand on, the Mi Hu 3.

However, a sports car was still a sportscar. Even though it was a sportscar at the bottom, the moment the engine started, the sound was still very exciting.

"Kid, do you have any place you want to go?"

Elder Zhou who was sitting in the front passenger seat turned his head and asked Zhang Zitao.

"I'm fine with anything."

Zhang Zitao said indifferently.

"Sure. I know there's a very good cowboy shop. I'll take you to try it? "

Elder Zhou asked tentatively.

Zhang Zitao nodded, and let the driver drive towards the shop.

On the way, the existence of wild horses attracted the attention of many people.

After all, in the country, sports cars were relatively more ostentatious.

The shop that Elder Zhou spoke of existed within the chaos, but not many people knew of it when word spread.

It felt a little bit like it was on the market.

This shop basically had no decorations, it was just a simple whitewashed wall.

In this small shop, there were over ten tables filled to the brim.

The customers here were mostly regular customers. The signs outside the restaurant were also very casual and had been used for many years.

The name of the place, "Old Cow's Jumble Shop", was also extremely plain and simple.

"Elder Zhou, are you still the same as before?"

The waiter hurried forward to greet him.

"Well, the same. "Young man, what do you want to eat?"

Elder Zhou asked Zhang Zitao.

"Same as you."

This was Zhang Zitao's first time here, and he didn't know what was good to eat, so he ordered the same as Elder Zhou.

Elder Zhou often came here, so the food that he frequently ordered would definitely taste good!

"Are you sure you want to be like me?"

Elder Zhou asked with a hint of amusement.

"What's wrong, Elder Zhou? Is there a problem?"

Zhang Zitao asked somewhat suspiciously.

"The food that Elder Zhou ordered was tripe and medicine. There are a lot of traditional Chinese medicines in there, and the taste is very bitter. No one would order it, so the store basically only prepares three servings a day. "

The waiter explained.

"Lad, are you sure you want more?"

Old Man Zhou asked with a chuckle.

"Yes, why not!"

Zhang Zitao said with certainty.

He wanted to improve his body's constitution. Exercise alone was not enough. Relying on the existence of medicinal food to nourish his body was also essential.

Zhang Zitao's answer surprised Old Man Zhou: "Young man, you should at least give yourself some face. This taste, is really not an ordinary bitterness! "

"I'm fine."

Zhang Zitao shook his head.

However, the medicinal food that came was not what he wanted.

He thought that this medicinal cuisine was used to nourish his body, but the moment he tasted the flavor, he immediately became suspicious.

This medicinal cuisine contained Dendrobium, Jade Bamboo, Red Date, Angelica and Seven Fields. The taste could be described as a mixture of five flavors, and in terms of effects, it was mainly targeted at the chronic gastritis that had existed for more than ten years.

Moreover, before Elder Zhou drank it, he also placed a bag of white powder in the medicinal food.

Zhang Zitao could basically determine the medicinal properties of the powder after smelling it.

This was a skill that he had only acquired after obtaining a lot of medical knowledge.

Based on these, he could basically determine that Elder Zhou must have a very serious stomach condition, and that there were some problems related to his spleen and liver.

"Elder Zhou, can you let me have your hand?"

Zhang Zitao asked.

"What's wrong?"

Elder Zhou extended his hand over with some doubt.

Zhang Zitao grabbed Elder Zhou's hand and felt his pulse.

Not only that, Zhang Zitao, with Elder Zhou's permission, reached out and pressed on Elder Zhou's stomach.

"Lad, are you even a Chinese doctor?"

Elder Zhou asked in surprise.

"It's just a small matter."

Zhang Zitao laughed.

"Haha, then I would like to hear your views on this small matter and see if you are accurate."

Elder Zhou laughed heartily.

"Elder Zhou, let me be frank. This is a side effect of long-term chronic gastritis."

Zhang Zitao explained.

When Zhang Zitao's words came out, even the driver felt that it was unexpected.

Old Man Zhou never expected that Zhang Zitao would be so accurate.

This old gastritis of his was a result of the imbalance of the past, as well as the irregular resting time.

He had also found many Western and Traditional Chinese Medicine and could at most recuperate for a bit. If he wanted to treat her, he would need a few years before he could do so!

Furthermore, according to their method of treatment, before being cured, there was no need to eat too much, eat too much, or drink too much.

It would be easier to say the first three things, but if he were to stop drinking, it would be worse than letting Old Man Zhou die.

Therefore, he had no choice but to give up on the practice of a doctor. If he had nothing to do, he would eat some medicine to nourish his stomach.

"Oh? Lad, do you have any countermeasures? "

Zhou asked tentatively.

However, he did not have much of an idea in his heart when he asked this question.

After all, he had also gone to see the Principal of the Chinese Medical Hospital, Gao Jianguo.

"Yes." A single acupuncture and moxibustion will take at most a week. "

Zhang Zitao nodded.

"What?" Cough cough cough … Boy, are you serious? Is it really just acupuncture? "

Elder Zhou choked on his medicine and asked Zhang Zitao the moment he recovered.

After all, if acupuncture alone could cure his illness, then when it came to drinking, his family would probably not stop him.

"It's true!"

Zhang Zitao said very seriously.

"But... "Lad, how confident are you?"

After being excited for a moment, Elder Zhou calmed down and asked Zhang Zitao.

After all, the most famous person in Cliff City, Gao Jianguo, only talked about acupuncture and it could only have a soothing and supportive effect.

Zhang Zitao only relied on acupuncture to cure him, it was still hard for people to believe.

"I have complete confidence!"

Zhang Zitao promised solemnly.

"Lad, you're not bluffing my old man, are you?"

Old Man Zhou laughed.

"Elder Zhou, I happen to have a silver needle on me. Why don't you let me try?"

Zhang Zitao suggested.

He had helped Elder Zhou solve the problem of his stomach disease, which was the same as reporting the tai chi he had learned from Elder Zhou.

Others might not be able to cure Elder Zhou with acupuncture, but he was different. After all, he had the Nine Styles of Ghost Gate in his hands!