Chapter 125: Old Man Xu's Flying Storage Net

  Zhang Jun was shocked and said: "Zhongyuan Wang!"

  Dongfang Shenglong, Nanju Pusa, Zhongyuan Youwang, Shen Zhou Bùyī. These are the top four figures on the earth ranking list, with Zhongyuan Wang ranking third, showing how powerful he is.

  Xu Dongsen nodded: "Brother Zhang indeed knows! Zhou Ziqiang is the seventh sworn brother of Zhongyuan Wang. If someone wants to move his sworn brother, do you think he will counterattack?"

  "Zhou Ziqiang is actually the son of Wang Zhongyuan." Zhang Jun had not expected this at all, and he slightly furrowed his brow.

  "Zhongyuan Wang has thirteen adopted sons, each with an extraordinary background. Zhou Ziqiang is considered one of the less impressive ones." Xu Dongsen said, "Zhongyuan Wang was able to establish a powerful force in the Central Plains region, and his adopted sons contributed greatly to this achievement."

  Seeing Zhang Jun fall silent, Xu Dongsen thought for a moment and said: "The reputation of the Divine Doctor Hua is well-known, but his ranking is still below that of Zhongyuan Wang. Brother Zhang, I suggest you don't intervene in this matter again, it's not beneficial to you."

  Zhang Jun nodded: "Thank you for reminding me, Dong Sen brother, I have it in mind."

  Xu Dongsen stopped there and didn't continue on this topic, instead he started talking about Old Man Xu's illness.

  The car soon entered a large military compound, where the guards were strict and even Xu Dongsen had to show his ID. The car stopped outside the yard, and after several people got out of the car, they walked through an alley and entered a classic Kyoto-style three-entry courtyard.

  As they entered the courtyard, Xu Dongsen invited Zhang Jun to sit down in the front hall, and an old servant brought tea, water, and snacks. In a moment, a slender woman in her thirties with a wheelchair pushed out a thin old man.

  The old man's eyes were still bright, but his facial expression was dull and he had great difficulty controlling the muscles of his face. He must have been very tall when standing up, at least around 183 centimeters.

  The young woman looked at Zhang Jun and asked: "Is this Mr. Zhang? Thank you for coming to treat the old man's illness."

  "You're welcome."

  "Brother, this is your sister-in-law, Bi Shu Zhen," Xu Dong Sen hastily introduced. Then he walked over to the old man and said, "Grandfather, I've brought a doctor with me, he's a disciple of Hua Shen Yi!"

  The old man was indeed Old Master Xu, his fingers moved slightly, and his lips trembled for half a day, but he couldn't say a word. The young woman sighed and said: "Mr. Zhang, I'm taking the liberty of calling you brother, please make sure to cure Old Master's illness, looking at him like this, it's unbearable."

  "Brother-in-law, I will definitely do my best," he said, walking closer to the old man's side and observing him carefully.

  The Buddha's eyes could see through microscopically, and upon closer inspection, the serious pathological changes in Mr. Xu's nerve fibers appeared, and this change was still spreading continuously, with basically no possibility of reversal.

  He looked at him for nearly ten minutes, making sure that Old Man Xu didn't have any other problems, before saying: "I can try, but I only have a 30% chance of success."

  Bi Shu Zhen's eyes lit up and she said: "Brother, thank you for your trouble!"

  Zhang Jun asked to put Mr. Xu on a hardwood bed, wearing only pajamas, and then let everyone go out.

  He shut the door, walked to the bed and said with a smile: "Old man, your illness is not easy to cure, but it's not hopeless either. So don't have too much psychological burden, if you're lucky enough to be cured, you can live for another ten or eight years, that's a gain."

  The old man's mouth twitched slightly, and it was unclear what he was thinking in his heart. However, the gaze he directed at Zhang Jun seemed to contain a hint of amusement.

  Zhang Jun reached out and turned the old man over, making him face down, while talking to him, he gently pressed his hands on both sides of the old man's spine. At the same time, he rotated the Buddha's golden light, injecting it into the other party's body, using the golden light to repair the damaged nerve fibers and neurons.

  In an instant, the old man felt a warm and comfortable sensation on his back, and he actually hummed softly.

  Zhang Jun wasn't very confident about this treatment, after all the old man was so old and his illness was hard to cure. However, as the golden light spread down, he suddenly saw those nerves slowly recovering, and even his entire body regained its vitality due to the effect of the golden light.

  "It seems that Buddha's Golden Light can cure the old man's illness." He smiled, because even if Master Hua Bu Yi were to come in person, he might not be able to achieve this effect.

  With the Buddha's golden light treatment for half an hour, Zhang Jun stopped his hand and turned Mr. Xu over, saying: "Old man, rest well, I'll come again tomorrow, and your illness will be almost cured."

  The old man's face showed a stiff smile, he opened his mouth and said unclearly: "Young man, thank you."

  Zhang Jun smiled and said, "You're welcome."

  As he walked out of the bedroom, Zhang Jun unexpectedly found that there were over a dozen people outside staring at him. These people were both male and female, but each had an air about them, looking like they were all descendants of Old Man Xu.

  Xu Dongsen was the first to come over and asked anxiously: "Brother, how's the situation?"

  Zhang Jun said calmly: "I'll come again tomorrow, I have 70% confidence that I can cure it."

  As soon as they heard the news, almost everyone at the scene cheered, and several middle-aged women even had moist eyes. The middle-aged men kept saying "Great, great".

  After the excitement, these people suddenly surrounded Zhang Jun again, saying some words of gratitude. Finally, a middle-aged man walked over and grasped Zhang Jun's hand: "Little Zhang, at first Donglin said to invite a divine doctor, I didn't believe it. Today, seeing you, I have no choice but to believe. Little Zhang, if you can cure Old Master's illness, you will be the great benefactor of the Xu family."

  Xu Chenglong, a middle-aged man and the eldest son of Old Master Xu, is 55 years old this year. He is in his prime and currently works at the General Staff Department.

  Zhang Jundao said: "Mr. Xu is too polite, Dongsen's affairs are my affairs, it's just a matter of lifting my hand."

  "Alright." Xu Chenglong's smile didn't diminish, "Don't go today, let's all have dinner together and chat. I've long heard of your master Huashen's great name, but unfortunately haven't met him, it's a lifelong regret for me. When you have time, be sure to introduce us."

  Zhang Jun knew that this family wanted to treat Mr. Xu's illness too eagerly, so he didn't decline and stayed at the Xu's house that day.

  At noon, he had lunch with the Xu family. In addition to Zhang Jun, there were six other people at the dinner table, namely Xu Dongsen's father Xu Chenglong, second uncle Xu Chenghu, and third uncle Xu Chengbao. The other three were Xu Dongsen's couple and a young man in his early twenties.

  The young man had been silent all along and hardly spoke at the dinner table. Through introduction by Zhang, it was known that his name was Xu Dongliang, the son of Xu Chenghu, who is also working in the military department now.

  However, Zhang Jun found through observation that this Xu Dongliang was a master who had reached the level of hidden strength.

  At this time, Xu Chenghu glared at his son and said: "Dongliang, you're dumbfounded, why don't you say a word?"

  Xu Dongliang said faintly: "I don't like talking to outsiders."

  As soon as this was said, several elders' faces changed color. Xu Chenghu slammed the table and scolded: "You turtle grandson, are you looking for a beating?"