These two extremely harsh words instantly made Huang Huifeng's face darken.
He has seen Jiang Qiu's strength with his own eyes, so he believes that Jiang Qiu is a master of Chinese medicine, but Jiang Qiu is indeed too young.
Ordinary people at this age, even if they have been raised in a family of traditional Chinese medicine like Huang Rongrong since childhood, can only have a superficial understanding of it.
Jiang Qiu's achievements are truly amazing!
But no matter how much you don’t believe it, you can’t say such harsh words!
This is obviously disrespectful and embarrassing!
Huang Huifeng's face was gloomy and he was about to speak, but Jiang Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him and said calmly.
"I'm here to treat illnesses, not to make excuses."
"If you look down upon me, just leave on your own. Don't stay here and bark."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of most members of the Chinese Medicine Association present changed slightly!
The man who had just spoken suddenly became furious, strode forward directly, pointed at Jiang Qiu and said angrily.
"Who do you think is barking!?"
Jiang Qiu's eyes were indifferent, without even looking at the person in front of him, he turned around and walked directly to Song Chengping's ward.
When the man saw this, he was furious!
Jiang Qiu's indifferent attitude simply made him angry!
Just as he was about to step forward to speak again, Huang Huifeng beside him finally couldn't bear it anymore and said loudly.
"That's enough! Li Ming! Mr. Jiang is a distinguished guest! It's not easy for me to give you the opportunity to observe. If you continue to offend Mr. Jiang, please leave on your own! You are not welcome here!"
Hearing this, the man named Li Ming snorted coldly, crossed his arms and returned to the crowd, but still mocked in a low voice.
"I have been practicing medicine for thirty-six years, and I have never seen any young guy dare to be called a master of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Tsk! A person who is just trying to gain fame!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man standing at the front of the crowd turned around and said in a deep voice.
"That's enough, just say a few words less."
When Li Ming heard this, he shrank his neck and nodded.
"I understand, President."
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Jiang Qiu ignored these members of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association wearing white coats at all. He only saw Song Chengping's illness.
Seeing Jiang Qiu approaching, Song Chengping's face was full of smiles.
"Brother Jiang, I'm going to trouble you."
Jiang Qiu shook his head, indicating that it didn't matter, then touched the veins on Song Chengping's wrist and closed his eyes to feel it.
The spectators around him nodded slightly.
He looks pretty decent, but I don't know if he's just pretending or if he's really capable.
Huang Rongrong's qualifications meant she could only stand at the back of the crowd. She stood on tiptoe and didn't dare to blink at Jiang Qiu's movements.
Maybe it's the relationship with his father, or maybe it's the special relationship with Jiang Qiu. Huang Rongrong always feels that Jiang Qiu definitely has real abilities!
After a moment, Jiang Qiu opened his eyes and said calmly.
"That's it. Take off your shirt. Next, we will undergo acupuncture treatment. There are seventeen needles in total. The last one may be a little painful, so bear with it and don't move."
Song Chengping nodded hurriedly and quickly took off his shirt, revealing his skinny upper body.
"Brother Jiang, just treat me, old man, my life is in your hands."
After speaking, Song Chengping couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.
After being ill for more than thirty years, there is finally hope for treatment!
Jiang Qiu nodded, then took out a candle and an acupuncture kit from his pocket.
As soon as the three things were taken out, everyone in the Chinese Medicine Association burst into laughter.
"Isn't it? This is what all Chinese medicine practitioners use? If I read it correctly, this silver needle should be sold on the street, and it costs ten yuan a pack."
"Pfft, is this everyone who is a Chinese medicine practitioner? He doesn't even have a decent silver needle?"
"Mr. Song and Mr. Huang won't be deceived, right? This is a fake no matter how you look at it."
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The whispers among the crowd made Jiang Qiu frown slightly and immediately spoke.
"If you don't want to see it, then shut up!"
"This is a hospital, not a vegetable market. Keep quiet! If you talk again, get out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ming, who had previously mocked Jiang Qiu, couldn't help it anymore and sneered.
"You're young and have no skills, so you know how to deceive people, and now you're crazy? Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of telling us to get out?"
Jiang Qiu's eyes gradually became colder.
He didn't want to pay attention to it before, just too lazy to care about it.
But he is a human being after all, not a Bodhisattva!
Jiang Qiu will not continue to be a doormat for Li Ming's repeated harsh words!
Just as he was about to do something, Song Chengping, who was lying on the hospital bed, suddenly sat up and pointed at Li Ming and said loudly.
"Someone! Drag this bitch out of here!"
"Brother Jiang is here to treat me! Who the hell wants to try again? I'm in a hurry!"
Song Chengping stared angrily, and the next moment, two big bodyguards at the door of the ward rushed in, grabbed Li Ming one on the left and the other on the right, and dragged him outside without saying a word.
"Let me go! What do you want to do? Let me go!"
Although Li Ming yelled unwillingly, the two bodyguards would not give him face.
Not long after, Li Ming's voice was no longer heard in the ward. It is estimated that the two bodyguards tried to make him shut up.
Everyone in the ward was silent, Song Chengping said with cold eyes.
"Brother Jiang was invited by me, the old man, and he holds my life in his hands!"
"If anyone disturbs his treatment again, the entire Song family in Kyoto will let you know what it means that a tiger's butt cannot be touched!"
"From now on, if anyone except Brother Jiang dares to make a sound, they won't give me Song Chengping's face!"
"Shut up, everyone! Even if you fart, you have to hold it back!"
After saying that, Song Chengping glanced at everyone present with his cold eyes, then lay back on the bed and smiled warmly at Jiang Qiu.
The corners of Jiang Qiu's mouth twitched slightly.
As expected of the old man of the Song family, he is so mature that he can change his face faster than he can turn the pages of a book.
Shaking his head, Jiang Qiu didn't think much about anything else. He spread out the stainless steel needles he bought in a pack for ten yuan, and then borrowed a fire from Huang Huifeng to light the candle.
Putting the stainless steel needle on the candle and burning it for a moment, Jiang Qiu's whole temperament changed instantly!
If Jiang Qiu was a handsome young man before, then Jiang Qiu now seems to be possessed by Shennong who traveled through thousands of years, and his whole body exudes the aura of ancient vicissitudes.
It makes people feel shocked at first sight!
When everyone in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association saw this scene, their eyes showed solemnity and horror!
How come this young man’s temperament is different from just now!?
Everyone looked at each other, feeling that Jiang Qiu might not be as simple as he seemed!
The most attentive people present were the father and daughter Huang Huifeng and Huang Rongrong. They were both cut out of the same mold, with their eyes wide open for fear of missing any detail!