"I know, and I don't intend to use any charlatanism," Yang Tian looked at Director Liu calmly and said, "If you are afraid that I will break my promise or play some tricks, you can ask your assistant to take a video with your mobile phone, and we will

Explain everything in the video. Then I will start treating you.

If there is no effect after the treatment, I will leave immediately and never disturb your work, Director. How about this?"

Director Liu really hesitated a little when he heard this. He was really hesitant.

There is no way, the conditions given by Yang Tian are too comprehensive and perfect.

As long as the video is recorded, it is impossible for Yang Tian to cheat. And even if he has any treacherous plot, as long as the video is used as evidence, his treacherous plot will not work.

Liu Ankang thought about it and found that there was indeed nothing wrong with this bet.

and

This bet is also good for him.

Of course, the benefit does not refer to the 10 million.

Instead, Yang Tian promised to leave immediately as long as he couldn't be cured.

This is what he hopes for most.

After all, the reason why Liu Ankang never gave up and left was entirely because of Yang Tian's status as a member of the Yang family. Even if he is the director of the Yang family and offends the Yanjing Yang family, he may not have a good life in the future.

But now, if Yang Tian can take the initiative to leave, then of course he won't have to worry about offending anyone.

Liu Ankang thought for about ten seconds, and then said: "There are two more questions. First, how are you going to treat me? You don't want acupuncture, right? To be honest, I don't really believe in young people's acupuncture techniques.

"

Yang Tian thought for a while and said: "Originally, I wanted acupuncture, but since you brought it up like this, it's okay. I can switch to massage instead of needles. Is that okay?"

"Massage?" Liu Ankang opened his eyes slightly and said, "You want massage to have the same effect as acupuncture? Are you kidding? This is complete nonsense!"

"Is this nonsense? You will know if you try it. Anyway, massage will not cause any substantial damage to you," Yang Tian said with a smile.

For ordinary people, massage can only touch the outer parts of the skin and cannot directly stimulate acupuncture points in the body, so its effect is very limited.

But Yang Tian is different.

He possesses a huge amount of energy that can be precisely controlled.

These Qi Jin are his best "silver needles", which can penetrate into the patient's body, reach various places he wants, and exert a stronger effect than ordinary silver needles.

This is naturally incomparable to ordinary people. "Okay," Liu Ankang paused and said, "and the second point is, I don't need your ten million. If I accept your money, isn't it like accepting a bribe?

Well, this is absolutely impossible. If you really want to express your sincerity, then, if you lose, donate 10 million to Yanjing Traditional Chinese Medicine Research and

Development Foundation.”

Yang Tian was a little surprised when he heard this.

As an official, it is natural to be unwilling to accept money.

If you don't accept money, you may not necessarily be an upright official, but you may also be a veteran who is more careful and takes care of your wings.

But

While not accepting money, they also asked him to donate the money to foundations related to traditional Chinese medicine.

This is not something you would say casually.

Obviously, Director Liu really cares about Chinese medicine, and he is not like many people in the secular world who eat Chinese medicine and despise it.

"Okay!" Yang Tian smiled and said, "I will do as you say. If I lose, I promise to donate 10 million to the Yanjing Traditional Chinese Medicine Research and Development Foundation."

"Okay," Liu Ankang said, "Now, I'll let Xiao Wang use his mobile phone to record. We'll explain all the conditions we just mentioned, record them, and then you will give me treatment under the supervision of the video."

"No problem," Yang Tian said.

At the same time, in the same building, in an office on another floor.

A female colleague on the desk next to Zhao Xuemei glanced at Zhao Xuemei and asked in confusion: "Xuemei, what's wrong? Why do you look so ugly?"

Zhao Xuemei froze slightly, turned to look at her colleagues, showed a pretending to be relaxed smile, and said: "Uh, is there? Do I look ugly?"

"Of course, you are livid. If you don't know better, you might think you are just sulking and getting angry," the female colleague said, "What on earth is going on?"

"Uh," Zhao Xuemei bit her lip and said, "I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable. It's okay."

"Are you feeling unwell?" The female colleague thought for a while, suddenly thought of something, and lowered her voice and said, "Oh, I understand, do you have dysmenorrhea?"

"Huh? Dysmenorrhea?" Zhao Xuemei was slightly stunned and said, "Why do you think so?"

"Because I just seemed to see you hunched over slightly and putting your hands on your stomach to press it. This must be a stomachache, isn't it? If it hurts like this, if it's not an acute gastrointestinal disease, it can only be dysmenorrhea.

Are you done?" asked the female colleague.

Zhao Xuemei really didn't expect that her imagination would be so rich at the same time.

In fact, her hand just now was not on her belly at all, but was scratching some indescribable part.

But of course this cannot be said.

So she simply walked down the steps and said, "Well, maybe. It's just a little uncomfortable. It's okay."

The female colleague was confused, "Is everything really okay?"

Zhao Xuemei shook her head, "It's okay."

Then, she hesitated and said, "I'm going to do something."

Then he got up, left here, walked around to another part of the office, and came to Zhang Fuyang's desk.

Coincidentally, Zhang Fuyang's face was livid at the moment, and he was slightly hunched over. He put one hand under the table and kept moving it, as if he was touching his stomach.

However, Zhao Xuemei, who had similar personal experience, knew exactly what Zhang Fuyang was doing at this moment.

Moreover, seeing Zhang Fuyang acting like this, the idea in her heart that she didn't want to believe became even more certain.

She gritted her teeth and patted Zhang Fuyang on the shoulder.

Zhang Fuyang was startled. He turned around and saw Zhao Xuemei. He was slightly relieved and said, "What's the matter?"

"Come out," Zhao Xuemei didn't want to say another word, for fear that she wouldn't be able to control her emotions here and burst out.

After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the office.

Zhang Fuyang hesitated for a moment, then got up and followed him out.

The two of them walked a long way and came to a corner that few people passed by.

Zhao Xuemei turned around, raised her hand and slapped her!

"Snapped!"

Zhang Fuyang's head was slapped to one side, and a big red palm print soon appeared on his face. He was a little confused, and stayed for two or three seconds, then looked at Zhao Xuemei in surprise and said: "You, you
Chapter completed!