stunning female tenant

Chapter 281
Suddenly, Zhou Ping felt a ray of hot air penetrate into his arm.

At first he felt scared, like a caterpillar crawling in his arm.

Where this extremely hot caterpillar passed by, it brought a feeling of spring breeze, very comfortable, and accompanied by a little itching, which made him laugh involuntarily.

In fact, the father, Boss Zhou, was also very nervous, fearing that Xu Xiangbei would hurt his son, but seeing his son smile, he felt relieved.

Xu Xiangbei ignored Zhou Ping's smile, and told him coldly: "Don't move around, it only takes 5 minutes, hold back, don't move around."

Zhou Ping smiled, it was so comfortable, why did he move around.

Just when he was wondering, the hot stream in his arm suddenly heated up, and gradually became extremely hot, and the hot stream swept his whole body like a tropical storm.

Big beads of sweat flowed down his forehead, and his face was flushed with heat, especially on his injured right arm, where the veins were bulging, red like charcoal.

"It's hot, it's too hot, I can't take it anymore."

Xu Xiangbei glanced at him contemptuously and said: "Is it very comfortable just now? I can't bear it if it gets a little hot now. Just bear with me, and I'll be done in 2 minutes. Do you still want to save the restaurant's business? If so, just bear with me honestly."

Zhou Ping gritted his teeth fiercely, and endured the scorching heat that engulfed his whole body. The feeling was like a branding iron that had just been red-hot was put into his body, tumbling everywhere in his body, almost making him faint.

Boss Zhou was terrified, and kept wiping his son's sweat with paper towels, but he couldn't stop Zhou Ping from sweating profusely.

Seeing his son's head and face like a red-hot iron, Boss Zhou asked worriedly, "Doctor Xu, is my son okay?"

Xu Xiangbei took a deep breath, snapped his fingers lightly, and finished his work.

It was indeed too hot, Zhou Ping was unbearably hot, the temperature in the entire hotel lobby suddenly rose several degrees, and even Xu Xiangbei was sweating profusely.

The Heaven-Defying Eight-needle has been used many times, but it is the first time that a subsidiary mental method has been added to it, sparking a prairie fire.

The Eight Needles Against the Sky is an extremely broad and profound martial art. It is not eight acupuncture methods, but eight completely different mental methods.

The Eight Needles of Nitian are based on the unnamed internal force of the "Prime Ancient Classic", and each needle can be transformed into hundreds or even thousands of needles depending on the heart, angle, force, heat and cold.

At the beginning of the ancient times, everything was chaos, as stated in Tao Te Ching, Tao gave birth to one, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to all things, endless and endless.

The eight needles against the sky also coincide with the supreme metaphor of Taoism, which is ever-changing, endless and endless.

Zhou Ping's arm was injured, and his meridian qi and blood were blocked. Considering that he needed to relax his meridian and get through the blocked qi and blood, Xu Xiangbei tried to perform the first form of reversing the universe, and he incorporated the Xinghuo Liaoyuan mentality.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

At first, the slight heat made Zhou Ping very comfortable, like a spring breeze, but the spark gradually turned into a raging fire, burning Zhou Ping as if he was in a volcanic lava.

Burned by the fire of internal force, Zhou Ping's blood vessels all over his body accelerated, his arm muscles and meridians swelled due to heat, the inflammation gradually disappeared, and the blocked qi and blood in his arms also flowed smoothly.

Adding the scorching attribute to the eight needles against the sky, Xu Xiangbei was also smoked by the internal force, grabbed the small teapot on the dining table and drank it in big gulps.

While drinking, Xu Xiangbei told Boss Zhou: "Give him more water, this roast will cause serious water shortage in his body."

Boss Zhou hurried to the kitchen and brought a big teapot, which was specially used to fill the small teapots on the dining table. It weighed five catties.
Zhou Ping grabbed the big teapot handed over by his father, held the big teapot with both hands, and poured it down recklessly.

Gudong, Gudong, he actually drank half of the pot of cold water in one gulp.

Because of the urgency, a lot of water splashed out along the corners of his mouth, which wet the clothes on his chest. In addition, he was so hot that he was sweating all over his body just now. The ground under your feet.

After drinking the water, Zhou Ping regained his strength, with a sullen expression on his face: "Doctor Xu, what kind of treatment is this, it almost burned me to death."

Boss Zhou's eyes were sharp, he patted his son's shoulder, pointed to Zhou Ping's right hand holding the teapot, and asked in surprise, "Son, your hand doesn't hurt anymore? Are you able to drink water while holding the teapot?"

Zhou Ping put down the teapot in surprise, and shook his right hand. His injured arm still had a slight pain, but compared to before the treatment, the pain was unbearable even when he moved it, and he was almost healed.

He looked at Xu Xiangbei in surprise, with complicated eyes, admiration, shame, and gratitude.

He held Xu Xiangbei's hand tightly: "I'm really sorry, Dr. Xu, I doubted you just now."

Xu Xiangbei waved his hands disdainfully, with a look of indifference, and said with a playful smile: "Your hands are ready, you should make beef and seafood balls, we are all hungry."

Zhou Ping nodded excitedly, and walked to the kitchen: "Don't worry, I promise you can eat my special dishes."

Xu Xiangbei had a sudden thought: "I'll go with you and see how you do it."

For ordinary people, the recipes of special dishes are kept secret, but for Xu Xiangbei, the great benefactor, Boss Zhou and his son are not at all cautious: "Welcome to visit the back kitchen."

Xu Xiangbei followed Boss Zhou and his son to the back kitchen. The back kitchen window was bright and clean, and the white tiles pasted to the top were well polished. On the stainless steel knife table, there were neatly placed seasoning jars, knife boards, and some kitchen supplies.

The floor is covered with non-slip plastic floor stickers, and the gutters are also cleaned.

A large four-burner diesel stove spouted fire like a volcano, and a fat chef with a pot belly was busy cooking.

In front of the stainless steel side dish table next to it, a skinny chef with a baby face was cutting vegetables at the table, and placed the cut side dishes beside the fat master.

Zhou Ping looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Why are you two, Zhao Wu, Cao Liu and others?"

The fat master who was cooking didn't speak, just lowered his head and cooking.

The little chef said sadly: "Master Zhao and the others have gone back, saying that it is too dangerous to work here and will cause trouble."

Hearing that the chef had left, Zhou's father and son frowned, and Boss Zhou was even more angry and anxious, stamping his feet.

The fat chef's cooking movements are mighty and powerful, turning the pot quickly and quickly, and the big frying ladle is in his hand as if he was playing with it, flipping it a few times, the boiling oil is covered with an open flame, and it burns in the frying ladle, letting the dishes in the pot Immediately it became fragrant and ripe.

Although the range hood whirled and spun a lot of fume, a mellow vegetable oil mixed with the aroma of vegetables came out, which made Xu Xiangbei, who was already hungry, salivate immediately.

The fat chef puts the dishes on the plate, the soup is bright, the aroma is tangy, and the color, fragrance and taste are complete.

(End of this chapter)