The Great Worm Lich

　　 "Remember your oath, and at the same time remember that angering a "god of origin" from the eastern continent will be so severe that even God can't help you."

　　Matti nodded desperately.

　　 "Okay, I remember hearing you say that your family lives near Chinatown, do you know where there is an orthopedic doctor of Chinese medicine?"

　　 "I know that my dad and uncle are both working on the construction site, and even sprained their bodies, they have always been treated by Dr. Song, but he does not have a doctor's license."

　　 "It doesn't matter, can you take me to him?"

　　 "Are you injured?" Until Tracy McGrady relaxed a little at this time, she found that Zhang Lisheng's face was pale and bloodless.

　　 "Yes, the joint of my scapula was unscrewed by the doctor for bone fracture."

　　 "I will drive you to Dr. Song immediately." Tracy McGrady was startled and drove the car in the direction of the New York Tang.

The Chinese are a very special people. As the only ancient people in the world that has been inherited for thousands of years, they have a strong sense of national pride. They like to live in groups in any country and form a lifestyle. A community very similar to Hua Guo.

　　Because in the history of China, a dynasty that has had close trade relations with the West under the name of "Tang" has appeared, so these communities are traditionally called "Chinatown" by Westerners.

　　Zhang Lisheng was busy practicing and starting a business when he came to the United States. He had never been to Chinatown in New York City, but as a Chinese, he still had some understanding of Chinatown in New York.

　　 Knows that Chinatown in New York covers an extremely large area, including dozens of streets, in which seven or eight hundred thousand Chinese live, just like a medium-sized Chinese city inlaid in the New York metropolitan area, it exists in a self-contained system.

　　 There are various practitioners who master the unique life skills of China, such as Chinese doctors, pedicure masters, etc. In life, they do not even need to understand English to be able to live a smooth life.

　　 On the way to Chinatown, McGrady's fear dissipated, and he began to speak with Zhang Lisheng on his own initiative, "Did you really kill Doctor Bone Bone, the most terrible serial murderer in New York history?"

　　Why did he attack you, inadvertently ‘won the jackpot’, chose you as the target, or did you already know...”

　　 "I'm in pain, don't want to talk, can you just drive?"

　　 "Understood, understand." Tracy McGrady suddenly said, "Oh, yes, I will only ask you one last question. Are you a "dark" superhero like Dark Spider-Man in the movie?

　　I suddenly felt that I was afraid that you looked silly.

　　 I have seen so many superhero comics. I should have known for a long time that you are the kind of "power attribute" that looks very evil and scary, but in fact people are upright and lonely.

　　Contempt for those law enforcement officers who let the rich and powerful criminals run away, use the balance of the sky in their hearts..."

　　 "Shut up." The huge pain on the shoulder felt stronger and stronger. Zhang Lisheng retracted his body in the car seat and said with a slight trembling voice.

　　Matti glanced at him and found that his condition was really bad, so he stopped talking and increased the throttle under his feet.

　　The driving skills of girls are much better than that of Zhang Lisheng. The seven-seater RV is flying on the highway lightly and at high speed. After passing through the undersea tunnel like an electric car, it turns into Chinatown in New York.

　　 Two civilizations at one intersection. The mansion on this side is also covered with the neon sign of Manhattan Jinling Office (Manhattan Golden Collar Office), but there is already a shining signboard of “authentic Yunnan mountain goods”.

　　 And even the architectural styles on both sides are very different. The owners of the buildings in Chinatown seem to like to spend some money to build a cornice on the outer wall and put a stone lion outside the door. The whole street looks full of Chinese style.

　　Matti drove left and right in Chinatown, and stopped in front of a three-story white building.

The signboard of 　　 Xiaolou also wrote six traditional Chinese characters of "Spicy Chicken Restaurant".

　　 Zhang Lisheng got out of the car panting, looked at the signboard in the small building, frowned and said, "This is a restaurant."

　　 "Mr. Song's wife, Aunt Tian, ​​is a chef, and Dr. Song himself cooks good dishes. They usually open the restaurant to survive," McGrady said, helping Zhang Lisheng. "Let's go in."

Round table square stools, embroidered with huge peonies on the tablecloths; all the chandeliers used for lighting on the ceiling look like Chinese lanterns; the floor is covered with a brick-like floor; the cash register is also an old-fashioned Chinese counter made of wood The spicy chicken restaurant is full of Chinese flavor.

　　 Behind the counter, a Chinese man with glasses, short stature, and thin hair stood in a weird posture, gently shaking, and looked at the newspaper boringly.

　　In such cold weather, there will be no guests at the restaurant, but he still insists on opening business until the closing time.

　　 Hearing that the door of the restaurant was pushed open, the old Chinese man flicked his body straight, put down the newspaper and looked at the door, and said aloud: "Matti, why are you here so late?

　　 It's your dad and uncle who have sprained again. I told them that they can't do heavy physical work anymore...

　　Child, why are you covered with muddy water, what's wrong with this? "

　　 "Nothing Dr. Song, I just slipped at the door and fell.

　　My dad and uncle are all right. I came here tonight to bring a new friend to you for treatment. "

　　 Hearing the girl’s explanation, the Chinese-American old man let out a sigh of relief and shook his head and said, “Matti, I’m not a doctor in the United States and can’t treat people.

　　I usually give the neighbors the right bones because everyone has no major problems, it’s convenient..."

　　 Listening to Dr. Song’s rejection, Zhang Lisheng said abruptly in a Chinese language full of Sichuan flavor. ""Uncle, I am also a Chinese, and the bones on my shoulders are wrong. If you understand the art of bones, treat them. "

　　 "Are you a baby from the western Sichuan?" Dr. Song was taken aback for a moment, and this time she looked at Zhang Lisheng a few times, and also asked in a Sichuan-speaking Chinese.

　　At this point, he suddenly found that the face of the skinny boy was very wrong, and hurriedly said: "Wazi, please sit down slowly, don't move the wound, I will touch you first."

　　 "Thank you, Uncle." Zhang Lisheng walked slowly to the nearest square stool and sat down.

　　Dr. Song hurriedly walked out from behind the counter, came behind the boy, and gently extended his hand from his cold neck, rubbing a few times on the shoulders of Zhang Lisheng.

"Hiss..." He took a breath, and Dr. Song looked a little heavy. "The shoulder blades on the left side of your baby can't be hurt lightly. There are four joints in the front one, the back three, the right one, and the left two. Staggered.

　　It's really hard for you baby to bear until now. "

　　 "Is Shinji, Uncle?"

　　 "Can cure is able to cure, but if the stubble is good, you can't use acupuncture to relieve pain, these two joints can bear, four..."

　　 "I am not afraid of pain."

　　 "The pain is still a trivial matter. The most important thing is that you should rest in bed for at least ten days after picking it up. Sleep on the side of the body on the right side, otherwise you will have to stagger several times to form a habitual dislocation, which is really troublesome."

　　 "I know Uncle, I will try my best to be careful these days."

　　 "Well, your baby cares.

　　 There is also a need to cut off this shirt, otherwise the wound will be touched, and one accident is to injure the wound. "The old man is attentive and verbose. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Listen to you, Uncle."

Dr. Song nodded, ran behind the counter, pulled out a pair of scissors and a bottle of medicinal wine from the drawer, ran back to Zhang Lisheng, helped him take off his coat carefully, cut open his shirt, rubbed his warm hands with medicated wine, and sometimes soothed Zhang Lisheng's shoulder was lifted by Zhang Lisheng's shoulder like a dragonfly spitting water and sometimes like an old bear flapping a tree.

　　 ‘Pappa…” After a sharp pain, Zhang Lisheng felt that his left shoulder was relaxed at once, and he began to listen to his call again.

　　 He tentatively moved his finger gently. Although his muscles still felt a tingling sensation, his shoulders were completely safe.

　　 "Aunt Uncle, your true bones skill is really important!"

　　 "That is, I am a college student of the first session of the Chinese Medicine Tuina of Tangtang Sichuan Medical University, under the tutelage of Mr. Liu Mocheng and Mr. Song Jinfa. That technique can still be wrong.

　　Don't say it, don't say it anymore, when I came to the place of the foreign devil, I didn't even have the qualification to practice medicine, and I couldn't afford to blow my skin.

　　If it were not his son who came to the United States to settle down and asked for money to support his grandson, our old couple had to continue to run for him, and fools came to such places.

　　 By the way, what happened to you, Wazi? "

　　 "I just slipped in the snow, fell my buttocks, and my shoulders didn't listen..."

　　 "No, the bottom of the buttocks is the tail spine, and the pelvis should be the wrong joint...

　　Oh, I know, something must have hit my shoulder when I fell..."Dr. Song showed an enlightened expression and said to herself.

　　 "Just hit the tree," Zhang Lisheng said with a smile: "Uncle, how much do you have to spend on the bones?"

　　 "All of them are fellows, it is not easy to meet in New York.

　　 is free this time. "Mr. Song waved boldly."