"Young man, don't talk too much. I have seen a lot of traditional Chinese medicine doctors for my old problem. They are convinced like you, but my legs haven't healed yet." Yang Zhongguo looked unhappy. ωωw..
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As for the young man in front of me, although I don't know what his medical skills are, I can't stand his confidence.
Jiang Minghao smiled, and Yang Tiexin immediately went up to pull Yang Zhongguo and said: "Dad, just now you saw that Lin De called him Xiaojiang Miracle Doctor. Jiang Minghao's medical skills are really great, so just let him
Let him try."
"I can let him try."
Yang Zhongguo nodded, pointed at Jiang Minghao and said to Yang Tiexin: "If he can't cure my old leg problem, you and him can't be together!"
Jiang Minghao and Yang Tiexin were stunned. They looked at each other and Yang Zhongguo said: "If he is cured, I can agree with you."
"Then I'd better not cure it..."
"What did you say?"
"Ah, it's nothing, I mean, I will definitely heal this leg for uncle." Jiang Minghao sneered,
Yang Tiexin turned her head and glared at him fiercely, gritted her teeth and whispered a warning: "If you dare to deliberately fool me, be careful I won't spare you."
Jiang Minghao laughed, walked over with the medical kit, and sat next to Yang Zhongguo: "Uncle, can I press your leg?"
"Um."
Yang Zhongguo nodded, and Jiang Minghao asked him to put his left leg on the coffee table. He began to press the wound on his thigh and asked about his symptoms. Finally, Jiang Minghao took out the silver needle and applied it to Yang Zhongguo.
He didn't feel anything at first, but after ten minutes, Yang Zhongguo clearly felt a warm current coming from the old wound on his left thigh. It was very warm and comfortable, which made him look at Jiang Minghao in surprise.
After half an hour, Jiang Minghao retracted the needle and said with a smile: "Uncle, stand up and try to take two steps."
"good…"
Yang Zhongguo stood up, patted his comfortable thighs, and took two steps in the living room. The dull pain from the old injury was completely gone, which surprised him: "Well, it really doesn't hurt as much as before."
"This is acupuncture treatment, it works very quickly." Jiang Minghao said with a smile.
"Oh, Lao Yang, you really don't feel any pain anymore? Xiao Jiang, you are so awesome." He Linzhu pulled Yang Zhongguo and praised Jiang Minghao happily.
Jiang Minghao took out a pen and paper: "I will write a prescription for my uncle. Auntie, please take the medicine according to the prescription and give it to your uncle for three days. His old leg injury and disease will be cured."
"Thank you, Xiao Jiang. Come visit me often when you have time. Auntie will prepare delicious food for you." He Linzhu, who was holding the prescription, pulled Jiang Minghao with great enthusiasm.
"Okay aunt, it's getting late, I should go back."
Jiang Minghao packed up the medical box and carried it. After seeing the disease and seeing that the fake boyfriend had also pretended to be his, it was time to leave.
"Tie Xin, hurry up and send Xiao Jiang..."
Under He Linzhu's enthusiasm, Jiang Minghao left with difficulty.
Yang Tiexin sent him downstairs, patted him on the shoulder and praised him: "Okay, you can handle it so smoothly, don't you visit girls' houses less often?"
"each other"
Jiang Minghao smiled and rolled his eyes at her, joking: "I healed your father's leg, do you have to agree to be with me?"
Yang Tiexin was stunned, her pretty face turned red, and she raised her hand to hit Jiang Minghao: "What are you talking about? Who wants to be with you?"
Jiang Minghao dodged and smiled mischievously: "Didn't your father say that after I healed his leg, he asked you to marry me?"
"The ghost is marrying you."
Yang Tiexin was angry and glared at Jiang Minghao: "I want to see you being honest on weekdays, but I didn't expect you to have so many tricks. No, I will call now to persuade Ziyao to divorce you quickly, so that she will not be hurt.
…”
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not like you who burns bridges. If you can, tell her about me pretending to be your boyfriend tonight." Jiang Minghao rolled his eyes at her and said with disdain.
Yang Tiexin was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed. He took back his phone and hummed generously: "Forget it, I'll let you go this time and take a taxi back. I won't give you a gift."
"Haha, woman."
Seeing Yang Tiexin running upstairs like a little rabbit, Jiang Minghao shook his head and smiled, carrying the medical box and going out of the community, preparing to take a taxi and leave.
"Brother Bing, that guy is out."
Standing guard at the gate of the community, in the white van across the street, a young soldier got into the passenger seat. When he saw Jiang Minghao coming out of the intersection, he was calling for a car and slowly drove over, ready to take action.
"Wait a minute, Brother Bing, look over there."
Suddenly, I saw five or six young men holding sticks heading towards Jiang Minghao on the other side of the intersection. The soldier glared and cursed: "Who is looking for this kid to dig trenches?"
"Brother Bing, could it be..."
The young man driving the car stared, and the soldier frowned slightly. He thought of something and immediately picked up the phone to call. He quickly answered the call: "Boss, someone is ahead of us."
"oh?"
A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, saying: "Wait a minute."
"Okay, boss." Brother Bing hung up the call and stood still.
It was Lin Zhihong who was leading the gang of young men to Jiang Minghao.
Just now at Yang Tiexin's house, she was screwed up by this kid. Lin Zhihong called someone when he came out, but he didn't wait until Jiang Minghao came out.
Jiang Minghao turned his head and saw Lin Zhihong leading people to surround him. He knew what he wanted to do without even thinking about it. He chuckled and said, "There's no need for this."
"Boy, you ruined my good deeds tonight. If I don't teach you a lesson, it's hard to calm my anger. Go ahead and break his hands so that he can't practice medicine." Lin Zhihong pointed at Jiang Minghao and asked the gangster behind him to step in.
They were social gangsters hired by themselves to teach Jiang Minghao a lesson.
Five young gangsters took money to do things, and without saying a word, they hit Jiang Minghao with sticks.
Jiang Minghao sneered and stepped back. Facing the first gangster who rushed up, he hit his head with a steel rod. Jiang Minghao suddenly turned around and dodged, and hit the young man on the back of the head with the medical box in his hand, beating him hard.
One staggered and fell to the ground.
Immediately, he dodged again, avoiding a young man who swung a steel rod, and slapped him hard on the face with a medical box, making him retreat. For a moment, a person was caught in the melee.
"Brother Bing, it seems these people are not here to arrest him."
Brother Bing, who was looking at the van parked on the roadside opposite, frowned and murmured: "Isn't he one of them?"
"ah…"
In less than a minute, those young gangsters were lying on the ground screaming.
Lin Zhihong was surprised. He looked at Jiang Minghao in front of him who was checking that the medical box in his hand was not damaged. Then he felt relieved and looked up at Lin Zhihong, challenging: "Come on, finish the treatment early and let me go home early."
"Hmph, that's quite arrogant, but don't think that you are powerful just because you can defeat these gangsters. I am a retired special forces soldier." Lin Zhihong stared at Jiang Minghao with a fierce look and smiled sinisterly.
Jiang Minghao took his cell phone and saw that the Didi bus would arrive in one minute. He smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to take a taxi, hurry up."
"court death."
Lin Zhihong was furious, kicked his feet, appeared in front of Jiang Minghao quickly, and punched him in the face.
However, a silver needle suddenly appeared in Jiang Minghao's big hand. He dodged in an instant, and the silver needle directly pierced an acupuncture point on Lin Zhihong's neck. Immediately, his movements stopped and he maintained a punching posture.
Lin Zhihong, who was completely unable to exert any energy, looked panicked and shouted angrily: "What are you doing to me? Why can't I move? Please let me go..."
A car slowly stopped on the side of the road. It was the car Jiang Minghao ordered. He smiled at Lin Zhihong, who was full of fear, turned around, opened the door and got in.
"Brother Bing, he's gone."
"Follow me quickly."
Brother Bing shouted, and the van started immediately, slowly following behind the car where Jiang Minghao was sitting...