Chapter 49: Heirloom Silver Needle Fall

　　 "Thank you Li Shao, thank you Li Shao..."
　　 Standing on the side of Li Qing, Zhang Sangou leaned forward and kept nodding to thank him.
　　 "Thank you Li Shao!"
　　 "Thank you!"
　　 His two classmates followed suit, but it was different from Zhang Sangou's awe. Their eyes were full of enthusiasm.
　　 "It's them who provokes me, it's none of your business!" Li Qing doesn't care: "It's you, what happened just now?"
"Since you abolished the ghost brothers and Ali, Ali went back to his hometown, and our boss Huang Peng was also transferred. Since then, we have become lonely ghosts, no one manages and no one cares." Zhang Sangou was pathetic, with a sad expression.
　　 Recently, he is really poorly mixed. If Li Qing is not here today, he might be scrapped. Therefore, even though Li Qing said that he did not shoot because of him, Zhang Sangou was still grateful to Li Qing.
"Li Shao, maybe the police are coming, it will be a little trouble, let's leave here first! I invite you to have a meal as a thank you, OK, of course, it's not a good meal..." Zhang Sangou's hands were anxious Clenched together, said.
"Change the day. I am going to buy something now. I am worried that I can't find it. If I have the opportunity to meet another day, I will definitely ask you to invite you. There is no problem with the roadside stall." Li Qingdao is not abandoning any good or bad meals. .
　　 "I don't know what Li Shao wants to buy? I'm very familiar with this neighborhood, maybe I can help you not necessarily..." Zhang Sangou thought about it and asked, he really wanted to thank Li Qing.
　　 The two next to him also kept nodding.
　　 They wanted to stay with the idol in front of them for a while, even if they stayed for a while, they felt very honoured and very good.
"I came out this time to find a set of silver needles. Ordinary silver needles don't work. I must get those high-purity sterling silver needles!" Li Qing said casually, and didn't expect him to find them. This kind of needle is really rare.
Who knows, Zhang Sangou thought about it and said, "Well, maybe I can help a little. I know there is a pharmacy downstairs near my house, and the boss has a set of silver needles left by his ancestors. It’s useless to put it in the dust. However, he said so, I don’t know if it’s an ancestral inheritance, what is the sterling silver."
　　Zhang Sangou is quite able to speak, knowing that it may not meet his own requirements, and then take a step back to a safe reminder.
　　Li Qing secretly appreciated, hesitated, and he said: "Okay, otherwise, let's go there and see."
　　 Taxi, they went straight to the place where Zhang Sangou lives.
　　 This is a village in the city, the environment is very poor, everywhere are garbage and smelly ditch everywhere, from time to time the wind blows, you will smell the disgusting smell from the nose.
　　 "Oh, I'm sorry, Li Shao, the environment is a bit bad, just in front, just in front."
　　 "It's okay!"
　　Li Qing is not from a wealthy family, naturally it does not matter.
　　 Finally, came to the downstairs of Zhang Sangou's house, and a pharmacy called Huiming Medical Hall came into view.
　　According to Zhang Sangou, the owner of this hospital came from a foreign country ten years ago, and he is a Northeastern. The medical techniques of that body are all handed down from the ancestors. Of course, if it's a minor illness or a small pain, if it is replaced with a larger one, the medical technique can be called imprecise, and the business is OK.
　　Zhang Sangou walked in front, opened the glass door, and then bent over to let Li Qing advanced.
　　Don't say, Li Qing really enjoys this feeling, but let him say that it doesn't need to be like this, and it will hurt people's hearts again.
　　 After entering, Li Qing saw a three-sided medicine cabinet and a table made of glass, on which a middle-aged man of about 40 years old was sitting.
　　Middle-aged people looked a little blessed, tilted Erlang's legs, smoking a cigarette, and asked Li Qing if they had any pain. Then, when they saw Zhang Sangou, they seemed to understand that they came together and said hello.
　　 "Qin Brother!"
　　 "Haha, are you kid mixing tea and smoking again?" The middle-aged man laughed and got up quickly, as if he was going to get tea bags to make tea.
　　 "Qin brother, you don't have to be busy, me, my friend has something to do with you." Zhang Sangou said with embarrassment.
　　 It is true that he has been poorly mixed recently. He often sits here and mixes tea and cigarettes. Otherwise, his life is really sad. Fortunately, this Qin brother was also very kind, not only did not care, but also let Zhang Sangou come to chat with him.
　　 "Oh? It's okay, let's drink tea and say sit down first." Qin Hedao still picked up the tea bags neatly, boiled the hot water, and made tea.
　　 "Then disturb." Li Qing nodded and sat on the fence.
　　 "What's the matter? This little brother, there is something I need my old river to help, although I can help if I can." Qinhe asked while making tea while he was warm.
　　 "I heard three dogs say that there is a silver needle passed down from my ancestor here?" Li Qing asked directly.
When Qin He heard this, his expression was stagnant. He seemed to think of something and nodded with a smile: "Yes, this silver needle is a treasure passed down from my ancestors. I heard that it is made of pure silver and some special substances. It's just that if you want to use this silver needle, you have to have internal force. I don't know little brother, do you want it?"
　　 "I want to ask Brother Qin, can I cut love?"
"This... don't hide the little brother, I just said that I need internal force, I want you to retreat from difficulties..." Qin He said this, and when Li Qing nodded, he was surprised: "Ah? Is it little brother, Are you really carrying the power of your family? Shouldn’t this be a legendary existence?"
　　 It seems that Qin He also didn't want to sell the ancestral silver needle, otherwise he wouldn't believe that there is internal force in this world, and he even mentioned internal force.
Seeing this, Li Qing has a dim sum.
　　Rarely, Zhang Sangou was rescued, and with the help of Zhang Sangou, he found a good silver needle, but now it is like this, he is not reconciled!
　　 "Internal force is not a legend, I do have it. In this case, I wonder if Brother Qin can cut love?"
　　 "I don't believe it!" Qin He shook his head.
　　He always believed that the internal force that was passed down from Zushang was completely nonsense and unscientific. Not to mention that he had received medical education from the country for several years, and his head was almost completely filled by Western medicine. He doesn't want to sell the silver needle to Li Qing now because he has a filial heart.
　　 "If you don't believe it, then why don't we make a bet?" Li Qing smiled, yes, the other party said that he didn't believe it, maybe this is an available opportunity.
　　 "Betting?"
　　 "Yes, if I have internal strength, Qin Brother, you will sell me that set of silver needles. If I don't, I will lose you 100,000, how?" Li Qing said with a seducing tone.
　　 one hundred thousand?
　　Qin He was tempted because he really did not believe in any internal force.
　　 And it seems that if you lose your bet, you don’t give away the other party’s silver needle.
　　 "Brother Qin, if you lose, you can't open the lion's mouth!" Zhang Sangou was beside, and the ghosts and spirits immediately guessed his thoughts and helped Li Qingdao.
　　 "You guy, come here all the time with my tea and cigarettes, why don't you help me think about it? Thinking about my losing, unconscionable guy." Qin He smiled and scolded at him.
After laughing and scolding, he looked at Li Qing again and said seriously: "Since the little brother is so confident, then I will bet with you! Rest assured, if I really lose, I won't be a lion, and I will pay 100,000. How? This is the price that a fellow traveler and my father had made before. Ten years ago, it wasn’t a lion’s mouth?" Qin Hedao.
　　As soon as he heard this, Li Qing felt that this Qin brother spoke really well.
　　 That's right!
　　If he directly gambled, then it will definitely make people see that he is a man who loves money. However, he sold the price of the silver needle ten years ago, saying that he lost it and sold it to Li Qing. Suddenly, the atmosphere covered up the feeling of loving money.
　　 "Then we have a word?" Li Qing smiled. If the other party didn't love money, he really couldn't help it. It's better now, and it can basically be solved.
　　 "Yes, then please let the little brother prove it!"
　　How to prove?
　　Li Qing also had a headache.
　　 can't always give each other a slap, let him feel the inner force?
　　Oh, yes, with the silver needle, you can test whether the silver needle is worth the price of one hundred thousand.
　　 one hundred thousand!
　　 In the past, when Li Qing was asked to take a thousand yuan to buy a silver needle, he would definitely scold the other party for being mad. Now, of course, one hundred thousand yuan can't just be floated.
　　 "Can I borrow my brother's silver needle for a look? I'll use that one to treat my brother's disease?" Li Qing laughed~EbookFREE.me~? I'm sick? Are you kidding me? "
　　 "Haha, the so-called doctor does not self-medicate, is the right leg of the elder brother rheumatism, hasn't been cured?"
　　 "How did you see it? For TCM, just look at it and ask what you want?"
"No, no, I’m just guessing, because from time to time, you will cover your knees with your hands unconsciously, as if to warm it up. This should be the habit you have developed over the years, plus you from time to time I will study my knees, and I have increased this guess."
　　 "Yes, it's rheumatism. It's just that this is a problem that fell down when I was a child, and it will only happen once a long time. It's a small problem, don't just look at it." Qin He smiled, but he really took Li Qing seriously. Just by looking at people's movement habits, you can guess some. This is really not as simple as the apparent age.
　　 "Can you show me?"
"Okay!"
　　Qin He had the meaning of comparing Li Qing, so he stretched out his leg.
　　Li Qing just touched it, his eyes closed and opened, it was dawn, uh, no, it was a result, and there was a confident smile on his face.
　　 "Brother Qin, if I said that your knee bone is already damaged, do you believe it?"
"Oh no?"
　　 "However, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it, as long as you lend me the silver needle, I can remove this lesion immediately."
　　 "Haha, as long as you can cure my rheumatism, don't say it's borrowed, I'll give it to you." Qin Hezui said this, but he was unconvinced.
　　He thought, how old is Li Qingqing, how small is it, even if it has internal force and geometry? Not to mention, he couldn't heal the rheumatism on his knee, and the hospital couldn't.
　　 "It seems that one hundred thousand yuan won!" He was secretly happy in his heart.