Incurable, Curable and Not Worth It

  Mr. Liu held his breath and said all the words that he felt were "hard to say" after finishing, without waiting for Zhang Jin's response, he sat down like a deflated balloon. It seemed that a few sentences had exhausted all his strength, it can be seen that asking someone for help was such a difficult thing for Mr. Liu!

  As for this old man Liu, Zhang Jin had a rough idea of his intentions, so he didn't feel particularly surprised by the old man's request. However, when he saw the old man's expression after speaking, as if he had already put his mind at ease and was leaving everything to fate, he couldn't help but stifle a sly smile in his heart, and a mischievous desire rose up.

  Zhang Jin suppressed the laughter in his heart, put on a serious face and said: "Grandfather Liu, I'll be honest with you! Your illness... is really not easy to cure..."

  "Alas..." was followed by a deep sigh from Old Man Liu and a face full of gloom. Zhang Jin's words made Old Man Liu's heart skip a beat, as if his "imprisonment pending trial" had turned into "execution on the spot", and his last glimmer of hope for survival would also disappear with the clear wind.

  Don't look at the previous Liu old man, in front of his own elder brother, making a gesture like a fearless warrior, but actually he was scared to death. Although Liu old man is already over 70 years old, he still doesn't feel like he has lived enough, and feels that life is still fulfilling. As the old saying goes, "Since ancient times, it's been difficult, only one death".

  As soon as he heard his own words, the hopeful look in Old Man Liu's eyes instantly dimmed, and his already gloomy expression suddenly became even more dismal. Zhang Jin was so frightened that he didn't dare to tease anymore, and hastily continued to say: "Old Man Liu, don't worry first, I haven't finished speaking yet! Your illness is indeed not easy to cure, but if you trust me, I still have confidence in curing it."

  "Really?" The situation took a one hundred and eighty degree turn, causing Old Man Liu to excitedly interrupt Zhang Jin's words, as if he had grasped a lifesaving straw. He reached out and grabbed Zhang Jin's right hand with his own dry and bony hands, the veins bulging with great force. In his already dim old eyes, there was also a faint glimmer of light flashing.

  Actually, when Liu Laoye was brought to Zhang Jin for medical treatment, including Zhao Laoye who made the suggestion, they didn't have much hope in Zhang Jin's medical skills, just like what Zhao Laoye said, it could only be considered as 'using a dead horse as if it were alive'.

  Because this Zhang Jin, although a bit eccentric, has age on his side! A doctor, especially a Chinese medicine practitioner, looks not only at the master and innate talent but also at experience and experience. But unexpectedly, Zhang Jin actually opened his mouth to say "I can cure it with confidence", instantly turning Liu Lao Ye's "what if" hope into "dawn". At this moment, this old man who was suffering from a terminal illness did not consider whether Zhang Jin's words were trustworthy at all. In this instant, he had completely subconsciously avoided doubt, because Zhang Jin was a lifeline, and for the sake of hope, he had to forget despair. This is also why he became so excited.

  Mr. Liu's breathing became somewhat rapid due to the ups and downs of his emotions, so Zhang Jin hurriedly stretched out his left hand and used his fingertips, finger joints, fists, or swept, pointed, pressed, or pressed lightly or heavily on several acupoints on the old man's chest, tapping a dozen or more times before comforting him by saying: "Old Mr. Liu, you must be careful. Before this illness is cured, it's best not to get so agitated, as it's bad for your condition. Don't worry, I'm here and your illness will be fine! However..."

  Zhang Jin's few knocks looked unimpressive, seemingly without any pattern, but in fact, this was a level 10 full-level massage, a truly exceptional technique. For Old Man Liu, these few knocks felt like the gentle touch of a divine hand, and in that instant, he only felt his heart racing due to excitement, slight dizziness, and chest tightness all alleviated, followed by no symptoms at all, making him even more convinced of Zhang Jin's skills.

  But the old man Liu, who had been hopeful about his illness, was suddenly struck again by Zhang Jin's words "However..." and his heart rose to his throat as he asked in a tense voice: "However... what?"

  Liu Lao's tense appearance made Zhang Jin's heart secretly pleased, he was doing it on purpose, today's prank was to avenge the arrow of being scolded for no reason because of the name 'Xiaolou'.

  Although Zhang Jin was secretly pleased in his heart, he still said on the surface without revealing his tone: "However... this... Liu Grandfather, I mentioned earlier, you also know that although I am a Western medicine graduate, but actually my diagnosis and treatment are still based on traditional Chinese medicine. This traditional Chinese medical method is indeed stable and harmless to the body, but the speed of treatment will not be very fast. Moreover, as you have seen, this house has fish ponds, chicken coops, and goose houses, so it's definitely crowded with people, so I had to trouble you to stay in this countryside place. Is that convenient for you?"

  After being tossed around by Zhang Jin's "difficult to cure", "can be cured", and "no big deal" for a while, Old Man Liu's heart was also fluctuating with Zhang Jin's tone, just like taking a roller coaster ride. If it weren't for Zhang Jin's master-level massage therapy, this old man would have fainted several times already. This kid Zhang Jin is sometimes really too wicked.

  There's a saying that goes 'On a cloudy day, hit the kid, might as well be idle.' It refers to some people who are bored and can only beat their kids to relieve boredom. Zhang Jin is very idle every day now, but he doesn't have any kids to beat. Qi Bing was bullied by himself several times before, and now he's not having fun anymore. At this time, an old man happened to come over, isn't this hitting the nail on the head? Who else would they tease if not him?

  Unlike those officials who fawn on power, this Old Master Liu is an official, but at heart he's more of an 'artist', and a painter specializing in traditional Chinese painting. So he has a greater fondness for landscapes than urban bustle, and naturally had no objections to Zhang Jin's request to "move to the countryside", even responding with some impatience.

  Anyway, the old man had planned to stay here for two days even if there was no hope of curing his illness. Previously, the old man was worried that if Zhang Jin also had no way to cure his own illness, he would lose the excuse to stay here and enjoy Zhang Jin's fine wine and food before his death, appreciate the scenery of the mountains and rivers, and experience the tranquility and simplicity of this place.

  Now that Zhang Jin's words are out, they have thoroughly satisfied the old man's 'despicable thoughts' and all his wishes. The hope of being cured, the hope of fine wine and food, and the idea of staying here for a while have all been fulfilled, it's simply perfect.

  To be honest, even if there were no lush mountains and green seas around, just these delicious wines would make it not a difficult thing for Liu Lao to live here for a while, let alone spend his old age.

  Thus, in Zhang Jin's small building, apart from Qi Bing and Qi Dahuazi, there was another permanent resident - Old Man Liu. Because of his age, Old Man Liu, like Qi Bing, lived in a specially cleaned guest room on the first floor. The entire second floor was left as the owner's private space.