"Yes, I checked his pulse, and there was no sign of his illness at all. The pulse and symptoms were all normal, but he kept complaining that his head hurt."
"By the way, have you detected any symptoms through Western medicine?"
"No."
Several private doctors shook their heads and said: "We have seen him go to the hospital for examination, but even the instruments can't detect his headache."
"Is it possible that it's really a strange disease?"
The people gathered at the door were all talking about Mr. Liu's strange illness.
Jiang Minghao and Tan Qiqi got out of the car and walked over. Hearing these doctors and doctors talking, he raised his eyebrows slightly and felt that this scene was too familiar.
"Could someone be causing trouble?"
Jiang Minghao squinted his eyes, and then Tan Qiqi said hello to Liu's housekeeper, because his grandfather Tan Yunhai was inside, treating Mr. Liu.
Jiang Minghao followed Tan Qiqi and successfully walked into Liu's mansion and villa. It seemed that Mr. Liu was a big local tea merchant and had made a lot of money.
This time, his son recruited famous doctors from outside, and the consultation fees were as high as 50 million. This is definitely a sky-high remuneration for ordinary doctors.
"Qiqi, have you brought the medicine?"
On the second floor of a large villa, right at the door of Mr. Liu's room, a group of old Chinese medicine practitioners were gathered around. They were all members of the local Chinese Medicine Association.
Tan Yunhai is the vice chairman, and they came over to see Mr. Liu after discussion. But after all this time, they still couldn't see the symptoms.
"Brother Xing, I brought the medicine. How is it inside?"
Tan Qiqi gave the medicine to a young man named Zhang Xing, who was a close disciple of Tan Yunhai.
Zhang Xing shook his head and sighed: "Master can't tell what's wrong with Mr. Liu."
"Grandpa can't see it either."
Tan Qiqi exclaimed, excitedly: "Is he really suffering from a strange disease?"
"Shh, this is Liu Mansion, Qiqi, don't talk nonsense."
Zhang Xing nervously stopped Tan Qiqi, then saw Jiang Minghao following behind him, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Who is he?"
"He is the Jiang Minghao whom Grandpa Zhou called before and said he wanted to visit my grandfather." Tan Qiqi glanced at Jiang Minghao and introduced him to Zhang Xing.
"Jiang Minghao."
Zhang Xing squinted his eyes and looked Jiang Minghao up and down. His features were pretty and ordinary, nothing special.
So he nodded and said: "You guys wait here first, I will go in and deliver medicine to Master."
"Let's go in and have a look too."
Tan Qiqi was curious and pulled Zhang Xing to act coquettishly. He couldn't resist and nodded.ωωw..net
Jiang Minghao also followed in and saw six or seven old Chinese medicine practitioners gathered around a bed, discussing something in a low voice. It was obvious that they all had frowns on their faces and could not come up with any explanation at all.
"Evil spirit!"
However, as soon as Jiang Minghao walked into the door, he felt a trace of evil atmosphere in the room.
Goodbye, there was an old man in his sixties lying on the bed. The hall was dark and shrouded in an evil spirit.
Jiang Minghao smiled at this time and had a rough idea in his mind. He looked at everyone present, but he didn't see the person from last time!
"Could it be that it's not him?" Jiang Minghao raised his eyebrows, a little confused.
"grandfather."
Tan Qiqi went over and pulled an old man in his sixties with a kind face. It was Mr. Tan Yunhai from the General Medical Hall. He looked at Tan Qiqi with affection on his face and said, "Why are you in here too?"
"Hehe, let me come in and take a look." Tan Qiqi said with a cute smile.
When Tan Yunhai saw Jiang Minghao next to him, he was stunned and felt that he looked familiar, so he asked, "Who are you?"
"Hello Mr. Tan, I am Jiang Minghao, and I came here specially to visit you." Jiang Minghao saluted Tan Yunhai politely.
"You are Jiang Wentian's grandson Jiang Minghao."
Tan Yunhai glared, looked Jiang Minghao up and down, and said excitedly: "Okay, okay, you are finally here. Lao Zhou specifically told me on the phone that your medical skills have surpassed your grandfather's. You are really young and promising."
ah."
Hearing their grandfather praising him so much, Tan Qiqi and Zhang Xing were startled. They couldn't help but look at Jiang Minghao again. No matter how they looked at it, they felt that Tan Yunhai was speaking politely.
"Mr. Tan deserves the award because Mr. Zhou thinks highly of this boy." Jiang Minghao said with a modest smile, neither humble nor overbearing.
"No, no, if you can be praised by Mr. Zhou, it shows that you are extraordinary." Tan Yunhai smiled while stroking his pale beard.
The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit came in and said dissatisfied: "Old Doctor Tan, haven't you cured my father's disease yet?"
When Tan Yunhai saw that it was Mr. Liu's son Liu Zhiyuan, he shook his head and sighed: "Your father's disease is very strange. We have studied it for so long, but we really can't see his symptoms."
Liu Zhiyuan stared, his face gloomy, and said: "You guys have been studying for a few hours and you came up with such a result?"
For a moment, Tan Yunhai and other old Chinese medicine doctors were silent, and Liu Zhiyuan cursed angrily: "You Chinese medicine doctors are really rubbish. If I had known this, I shouldn't have wasted my time on you."
Hearing this man calling Chinese medicine doctors rubbish, Jiang Minghao raised his eyebrows, and Tan Yunhai and other veteran Chinese medicine doctors even more so. Tan Qiqi pointed at him and shouted: "Why are you talking? How can we, Chinese medicine doctors, be rubbish..."
"What is it if it's not trash?"
Liu Zhiyuan glared, pointed at Tan Yunhai and the others, and cursed: "You still claim to be a Chinese Medicine Association, half a god. My father just has a headache, and you have been discussing it here for a long time. Not only has the disease not been cured, but you have also wasted such a long time."
Time, had I known this, I would have sent my father abroad for treatment."
Liu Zhiyuan's words made the old Chinese medicine practitioners present feel angry, but they were unable to refute. Who kept them looking at it for so long without any results.
Tan Qiqi was not convinced and wanted to scold Liu Zhiyuan, but Zhang Xing stopped him.
"Oh, let's go."
Tan Yunhai also sighed, and he and other doctors packed the medical box and left. There was no point in staying.
"etc."
But Jiang Minghao called them to stop him, then turned to look at Liu Zhiyuan, squinted his eyes, and said: "This old man is not suffering from a disease!"
"Not a disease?"
Everyone present was shocked and looked at Jiang Minghao. Liu Zhiyuan glared and cursed: "Boy, who are you?"
Jiang Minghao smiled and said, "Doctor."
"doctor."
Liu Zhiyuan looked at Jiang Minghao and snorted: "You said my father is not sick, but why does he complain that he has a headache? It has been three days."
Jiang Minghao looked at the old man on the bed, Yintang's evil spirit, and said with a smile: "He just had something pressing on his head."
This statement shocked everyone present. Zhang Xing raised his eyebrows and snorted in his heart, thinking that Jiang Minghao was just talking nonsense because he wanted to express himself.
Even Tan Yunhai frowned slightly. Although Zhou Zhongtang had praised Jiang Minghao's medical skills on the phone before, seeing his abrupt remarks now, he seemed to want to express himself.
After all, those present were all veteran Chinese medicine practitioners from the Chinese Medical Association, and they were very proud.
"I can cure his disease."
Before Liu Zhiyuan could speak, Jiang Minghao turned around and smiled confidently at him.
This shocked Tan Yunhai, Tan Qiqi, Zhang Xing, and other old Chinese medicine doctors, and made them feel that Jiang Minghao wanted to show off himself in front of everyone.
"Huh, he is indeed a quack." Tan Qiqi glanced at Jiang Minghao and thought that this guy was just telling lies and had no facts.
"What can he understand about a disease that even the master can't see? He is just interested in the 50 million reward." Seeing this, Zhang Xing also sneered with contempt.
Other old Chinese medicine doctors pointed at him and commented, thinking that Jiang Minghao was arrogant and arrogant...