Soon, under the leadership of Lu Yan, Jiang Minghao carried the medical box and Wang Linhu and the others into this self-built mansion.
The courtyard in front of the building is like walking into an ancient courtyard mansion that was only owned by wealthy families. Young men can be seen standing guard everywhere, highlighting the identity and status of the owner of the house.
"Uncle Tiger, please come here. The old man will move to the courtyard behind."
Lu Yan led Wang Linhu through the pavilion in the front yard and into the garden at the back.
I saw a huge artificial lake with lotus plants planted in it, and fish swimming in the crystal clear water.
In a pavilion, several beautiful young women were gathering and chatting. When they saw Jiang Minghao next to Wang Linhu, who looked delicate and clean, these women pointed and pointed, charming and charming...
In front of a simple and elegant building in the backyard, I saw a group of people gathered at the door. They were similar to Wang Linhu. There were also some young people wearing different clothes. At first glance, they were not ordinary people.
These people were standing in groups of three or five, as if they were a social gathering.
"Tiger, why did you come just now?"
A short, dark-skinned middle-aged man came over. His nickname was Lao Hei. He was a well-known ruthless man on the road. He was also the boss of Wang Linhu.
"Who is this kid?" Lao Hei's little eyes were bright and he looked Jiang Minghao up and down.
"He is Jiang Minghao, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor I invited to treat the old man." Wang Linhu introduced to Lao Hei.
"You're so young, is that okay?" Lao Hei frowned and pointed at Jiang Minghao, who was suspicious of Wang Linhu.
"Tiger, where did you find this boy who smells like milk?"
A middle-aged man wearing a white suit and an arrogant expression walked over, followed by a group of people.
Jin Zhixiong narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Jiang Minghao, and sneered at Wang Linhu: "You are not afraid, who will be responsible for whatever good he does to Mr. Fu? Is it you Wang Linhu?"
Wang Linhu smiled, looked at Jiang Minghao next to him, then turned to glare at Jin Zhixiong and sneered: "Brother Xiong, don't worry, my brother Jiang has superb medical skills, which is not comparable to those quack doctors outside."
"Really."
Jin Zhixiong narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Wang Linhu, and immediately stopped and said disdainfully: "That's right, you are a popular person around Mr. Fu, we don't say anything about what kind of doctor you find.
But Tiger, it's a big deal for Mr. Fu to be sick. If this kid can't cure Mr. Fu, don't blame us for being rude."
"Brother Hu, you can't do anything right now. Who is Mr. Fu? Why don't you just find a doctor outside to treat him?"
A young man wearing a white suit walked in. He had short hair and a tough appearance, but gave off a dark and evil aura. He was followed by a group of young people who strode in. He didn't give Wang Linhu any look because his status was higher than his.
"Gee, I don't know how good my medical skills are, but I'm fair and fair, so I'm quite suitable for a pretty boy. Little brother, do you want to play with your sister? I'll give you pocket money every month, and I guarantee you'll make more money than you do as a doctor.
There are so many." A sexy woman wearing a black silk lace dress with a charming figure came over.
She has slightly curly golden hair and charming phoenix eyes, but there is a poisonous and murderous aura in her style.
Jiang Minghao frowned slightly and was wary because he didn't know what this charming woman would do in the next second.
This charming woman is nicknamed Black Rose, and the young man is named Qinglong. She is the youngest among these young people, but also the craziest and cruelest. Because of her arrogance, no one takes her seriously.
Faced with these people's doubts, Wang Linhu remained calm, patted Jiang Minghao's shoulder, smiled and said: "Doctor Jiang is a famous doctor, so you don't have to worry about his medical skills. The most important thing is that he is my Wang Linhu!"
Jiang Minghao frowned and glanced at Wang Linhu with squinted eyes. He felt a little unhappy that he stood up for him without authorization.
Because these people in front of you are not easy to mess with at first glance. If you don't handle it well, you may be killed.
"Master Fu is seriously ill, Uncle Hu, let the doctor go in." Lu Yan didn't want them to argue here, so he immediately said to Wang Linhu.
"Okay, let's go, brother Jiang."
Wang Linhu patted Jiang Minghao on the shoulder and smiled, how could he not know what he was thinking.
Jin Zhixiong, Lao Hei, Black Rose, Qinglong and others naturally followed.
Lu Yan personally led Jiang Minghao and Wang Linhu into the hall. He stopped and shouted to the people following him: "Everyone wait in the living room first. Mr. Fu doesn't want everyone to see him sick."
Qinglong Black Rose, Jin Zhixiong, Lao Hei and other big bosses nodded. They didn't dare to disobey Master Fu's order. They could only look around in the living room, curious about what disease Master Fu had!
Lu Yan invited Jiang Minghao and Wang Linhu, opened a door and walked in. He saw no one in the room, simple decorations, and a quaint big bed, but the curtains were drawn, so no one could be seen inside.
Jiang Minghao frowned and asked, "Why don't you let me see the patient?"
"Master Fu doesn't want others to see him sick." Wang Linhu smiled bitterly at Jiang Minghao.
Jiang Minghao was stunned and said: "Then stretch out your hand and let me feel your pulse?"
Lu Yan shook his head and said, "No."
Jiang Minghao stared and immediately shook his head: "I can't cure this disease. I don't even want to take his pulse. How do you expect me to treat him?"
Wang Linhu smiled bitterly and said, "It all depends on your ability, Brother Jiang."
"You tricked me." Jiang Minghao turned his head and glared at Wang Linhu angrily, very dissatisfied.
Lu Yan looked serious and said, "Please."
Jiang Minghao frowned, glared at Wang Linhu fiercely, and finally sighed to Lu Yan: "Do you have gold thread?"
Wang Linhu was stunned and said: "Brother Jiang, do you want to diagnose your pulse with a silk thread?"
Jiang Minghao rolled his eyes at him: "I can't speak, I can't look at people, and I can't take the pulse directly. I can only use the Xuansi Precious Pulse."
"sharp."
Wang Linhu glared, gave Jiang Minghao a thumbs up, and said, "I've heard about Chinese medicine's hanging silk pulse diagnosis, but I didn't expect Brother Jiang to be able to do this. He's really a master."
"Okay, don't lift me up."
Jiang Minghao rolled his eyes at him and saw that Lu Yan had already brought the gold wire and said, "Tie it on the patient's wrist. Tie it tight."
Lu Yan nodded, asked Jiang Minghao and Wang Linhu to turn around, and then opened the curtains with the gold wire. After a while, he came out and gave the other end of the gold wire to Jiang Minghao.
Jiang Minghao sat down with the gold wire, his expression suddenly became serious, and asked Wang Linhu and Lu Yan to stop talking. He saw his three fingers resting on the gold thread, just like resting on a person's pulse.
Jiang Minghao closed his eyes and felt the subtle beating of the pulse coming from the golden thread. With this, he could accurately diagnose the patient's condition.
Standing aside, Wang Lin, Hu and Lu Yan looked at each other. They had only heard of Xuansi pulse diagnosis, but had never seen it.
Not everyone knows this rare method of diagnosing the pulse with a thread, and no one can claim to be able to diagnose the pulse with a thread without a certain level of experience.
Jiang Minghao was able to diagnose the pulse with a thread, which made Wang Linhu even more impressed by his unfathomable medical skills.
"The patient's condition is very serious and requires more accurate treatment." Jiang Minghao frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and said to Wang Linhu and Luyan on the side.
"How do you want to treat it?" Wang Linhu asked.
"I want to see a patient." Jiang Minghao said seriously.
Lu Yan shook his head and said seriously: "No."
"If you don't see the patient for consultation, it's difficult to determine his true condition." Jiang Minghao said seriously.
Lu Yan shook his head and said, "Doctor Jiang, you can only diagnose the pulse this way."
Jiang Wang Linhu also nodded.
Jiang Minghao frowned. He had no choice but to ask Lu Yan to put away the gold thread and stand up. "Then I'll give him a prescription and try it for two days."