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"Master Chen, we are just a little strange," Song Ziqi stood up and said with a smile. "Not only did you see the patient's illness, but you also prepared the medicine for treatment early in the morning. I feel that you are not a doctor at all, but a fortune teller."

Chen Wentian blushed when he heard this, but Song Ziqi was right.This time he took money from the merchant and asked him to come out and treat the patient.But no matter what, he is relying on his real ability to eat, and he really treats the disease of the patient. "If you don't believe me, you can ask this gentleman if he has a stomach problem."

"Yeah, I have a stomach problem, and I still have the hospital certificate." The fat man took out some hospital certificates from his bag to show everyone.

Song Ziqi said coldly: "This big brother is very powerful. He came to the reception and brought his own hospital certificate." Song Ziqi's words made the others laugh, everyone is not a fool, and the fat man's behavior is problematic at first glance. up.

With the noise here, some people came here.In front were Cheng Hai, Wang Zhongqiao, and Luo Baoshou. This reception was mainly organized by them. When they saw something happened here, they came over to ask what was going on.

"Manager Song, don't talk like that. Everyone is here to chat and drink, and they are not so nervous." Cheng Hai said to Song Ziqi.Song Ziqi's pharmaceutical company is country M, and he doesn't want to have conflicts with the company.

Mo Zhitao couldn't help but change his expression when he saw Cheng Hai's appearance. He came to the reception this time because he wanted to see Cheng Hai. Now that Cheng Hai is in front of his eyes, can he not be excited?

"Hehehe, Boss Cheng, I'm just asking, there's nothing else, let's continue," Song Ziqi said. "Our western medicine is very effective. Many hospitals know it. Does Boss Cheng consider buying some?"

"Well, you go to my office tomorrow and we will discuss in detail." Cheng Hai nodded.

In order to show her medicine, the beautiful staff over there let the fat man take stomach medicine, and then introduced their products to other distributors.

When Chen Wentian saw Song Ziqi leave, he also secretly wiped his sweat.This time he got a lot of kickbacks, birds died for food, and people died for money. He is so old, how can he not take advantage of some opportunities to make money?Therefore, Chen Wentian introduced the effects of those medicines, and he also felt the fat man's pulse, saying that as long as he took the Stomach Treasure, there would be no problem.

Shen Hua whispered in Mo Zhitao's ear: "Zhitao, what do you think of their medical skills?" Before, Shen Hua also thought that these Chinese medicine doctors were very good at medical skills, but after seeing Mo Zhitao's medical skills, he didn't think much of them. People don't take it seriously.

"Oh, if this continues, our Chinese medicine will decline or even perish." Mo Zhitao sighed softly.Originally, many people have lost confidence in Chinese medicine, but Chen Wentian's obvious teasing made others lose confidence in Chinese medicine.

"It's okay, isn't there still you?" Shen Hua smiled. "There is also an exhibition hall over there, which is for acupuncture. According to your medical skills, I don't think you need to go to see it?" Shen Hua asked.

There are some booths tonight, there are Chinese medicine and Western medicine, there are two booths of Chinese medicine, one is Chen Wentian's pulse-prescribing prescription, the other is Xiong Zhengkai's acupuncture, both of them are well-known in the TCM circle of Qingmei City.

"Okay, let's go and have a look," Mo Zhitao nodded.

When they arrived at the acupuncture exhibition, Mo Zhitao saw that Xiong Zhengkai's acupuncture was good, no wonder he was a famous Chinese medicine doctor in Qingmei City. "Let's go eat something," Mo Zhitao said.He came to see other people's exhibition to learn things, but now he finds that there is nothing to learn, and he doesn't want to stay here.

"It's not good, that person with a stomach problem has a problem now," said a few people around him while running towards the restaurant, as if they were going to watch the excitement.

problem occurs?Mo Zhitao and Shen Hua looked at each other, and the two of them also ran over there.On the sofa next to the restaurant, the fat man with a stomach problem was lying there and screaming, "Help, my stomach hurts, help me, Master Chen."

"Did you eat anything just now?" Chen Wentian was sitting over there to see a doctor just now, when he heard that the fat man had an accident, he hurried over.He took the fat man's pulse, but found nothing wrong.

"I didn't eat anything, I just ate something from the buffet table like everyone else, and then something went wrong." The fat man said with a bitter face, "Master Chen, you must save me." The fat man put his hopes down. On Chen Wentian's body.

"This, this," Chen Wentian hesitated, "I think it's better to send him to the hospital, I'm afraid he ate something that made him feel sick."

The fat man was scared when he heard this, "Chen Wentian, your mother told me to take your medicine, and now something happened, and you don't want to take care of me? I don't want you to entrust me with 1000 yuan, and you can cure me. , or I'll sue you."

"Wow," the other onlookers couldn't help but gasp, it seems that there is really something tricky about it.

"You, you are talking nonsense." Chen Wentian's face flushed red.

At this time, Song Ziqi came over again. "Wow, boss, what's wrong with you? Didn't you have a stomachache just now? Go to the hospital quickly, or you will have an accident." Under such circumstances, it is impossible for Song Ziqi, who is a representative of western medicine, not to attack Chen Wentian.

"Damn it, Chen Wentian, I'll settle accounts with you later, send me to the hospital quickly, I don't want these Chinese medicine liars to see." The fat man shouted loudly.

If it wasn't when the fat man said this, Mo Zhitao wouldn't want to care about it.But the fat man said that Chinese medicine is a liar, so he had no choice but to step forward and say, "Let me see."

"Who are you?" Song Ziqi couldn't help being stunned when he saw Mo Zhitao appearing, "Master Chen is so powerful, what do you want to do with your breasts?"

"I'll see a doctor for him," Mo Zhitao said. "I study Chinese medicine. Just now this gentleman said that we are liars in Chinese medicine. This is not true. I am not a liar in Chinese medicine. If I can cure your disease, I will treat it. If I can't, I will definitely not lie to you."

The fat man heard Song Ziqi say that Mo Zhitao was young, so of course he didn't dare to show it to Mo Zhitao, "I don't want you to see it, everyone call 1 for me, I'm going to the hospital, I, I can't take it anymore." The man's speech became more and more painful, and he could hardly speak.

"Believe me, I'll make you feel pain free in a while." Mo Zhitao said confidently.

Song Ziqi said to the two men next to him: "Send him to the hospital quickly, don't delay for others, otherwise, this man will die."

Wang Zhongqiao and the others also came over, and they hurriedly told everyone to get out of the way so that the fat man could be carried out to the hospital.It was fine here, so why did something happen?Wang Zhongqiao, Cheng Hai, and Luo Dakang glanced at each other. They felt that what happened tonight was a bit strange. Could it be that there was something wrong with Chen Wentian and his medicine?

The man next to him was about to do something, when Wang Mengxin came over, "Let him try it, his medical skills are very good." Wang Mengxin has seen Mo Zhitao's skills before, and their Wang family is also one of the organizers of this reception. If someone dies, their royal family will also be responsible for the relationship.

"Mengxin," Wang Zhongqiao heard Wang Mengxin say, he looked at his daughter.

"Dad, let's try it first," Wang Mengxin nodded.

Wang Zhongqiao knew that his daughter had never disappointed him, so she must have a reason for saying this. "Okay, let this gentleman try it." Wang Zhongqiao looked at Mo Zhitao, "Sir, how sure are you?"

Mo Zhitao smiled, "I don't even know what his disease is, so how dare I say anything else, or people will say I'm a Chinese medicine liar."

Mo Zhitao went to the fat man's side to feel his pulse, and he said, "This gentleman is suffering from an aggravated stomach problem."

"Impossible, why didn't I find out? Besides, he has already taken the medicine I gave him, so it is impossible for his stomach problem to get worse." Chen Wentian yelled loudly, and Mo Zhitao's words were obviously a slap in the face.

Mo Zhitao didn't say anything, he took out the silver needle on his body, and then pricked the fat man's body a few times.In the blink of an eye, the fat man stopped shouting, "Hey, it's strange, I don't feel any pain anymore." The fat man cried out strangely.

"You know acupuncture?" Chen Wentian looked at Mo Zhitao strangely.It's okay to say that Xiong Zhengkai over there is good at acupuncture in his 50s, but Mo Zhitao is only in his twenties. Could it be that Mo Zhitao did what happened just now, and they deliberately made troubles to slap him in the face?Chen Wentian also knew that he had some opponents in the field of Chinese medicine, and everyone wanted them to step down. "Which family of Chinese medicine are you from?"

"I don't belong to any family," Mo Zhitao shook his head. He looked at the fat man and said, "Sir, you must have eaten something just now, or your stomach wouldn't have an attack?"

"Just now?" The fat man thought for a while and said, "I just eat some beef and other things, and then drink some drinks."

Mo Zhitao said: "You are fine now, take me over to see what drink you had."

"Okay, I'll take you there." The fat man felt that his body had improved a lot, he stood up and led Mo Zhitao to the buffet table over there.

Mo Zhitao carefully looked at what the fat man was pointing at. Suddenly, he looked at the drink and said, "What kind of drink is this?"

"I don't know, the waiter brought it over," the fat man shook his head.

Mo Zhitao called the waiter over, and when he figured out that there was a grapefruit in it, he said: "That's it. Grapefruit is an acidic fruit, and it has a cold nature. It will aggravate the condition of people with stomach diseases. As the saying goes , Stomach problems are treated in three parts and seven parts are nourished, fruits are generally not suitable for people with stomach problems, I suggest you eat less in the future."

Mo Zhitao still had some things to say, that is, it is possible that the traditional Chinese medicine that the fat man took just now had a counteracting effect on this thing, otherwise the fat man would not have had such severe seizures.Just now Mo Zhitao used needles to temporarily stop the fat man's pain. After he learned of the fat man's illness, he stuck a few more needles in the fat man's body.

"Doctor, am I okay now?" The fat man was a little skeptical seeing Mo Zhitao see a doctor so quickly.