Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 449 I Will Look At Photos
After hanging up the phone, Liang Bin felt excited.

This is a big opportunity!
If he can cure a big man like Mr. Gong, then he will definitely be famous far and wide!

Just like if a doctor treats countless patients in his life, but they are all ordinary people, then this doctor is just a little famous in the local area.

However, if a doctor heals a country's royal family, or a famous person in the world, then this doctor will immediately become famous and become a well-known miracle doctor!
Liang Bin only gradually figured out this truth in recent years.

In terms of medical attainments, Liang Bin thought to himself that he would never be inferior to Feng Lao.

But the status in the medical field is not as good as Feng Lao.

This made Liang Bin very unconvinced.

After thinking about it, Liang Bin found out that he was not as good as Mr. Feng - the patients he treated were not as famous as those treated by Mr. Feng!
This is the real reason why his status is not as good as old Feng's.

Right now, this special patient made Liang Bin realize that the long-awaited opportunity had finally arrived. Although he hadn't seen Mr. Gong with his own eyes yet and diagnosed Mr. Gong, Liang Bin knew in his heart that Mr. Gong's condition , must be extremely tricky!
If it was really so easy to cure, those health doctors who were responsible for the health of people like Mr. Gong would have cured Mr. Gong's disease long ago.

"Old Feng."

Liang Bin quickly turned back to the conference hall, walked up to Elder Feng, and said in a low voice, "I have something to trouble you, Elder Gong is ill..."

"Oh?"

When Feng Lao heard this, he immediately frowned, and he naturally knew the meaning of this sentence in his heart.

Mr. Gong is one of the only surviving old heroes of the Anti-Japanese War.

These people are truly treasures to China.

As we get older, there are fewer and fewer old heroes like Mr. Gong. Therefore, once every old hero who is still alive gets sick, it really immediately arouses the attention and worry of many people.

Mr. Feng stood up and followed Liang Bin to the outside. As he walked, he asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Gong?"

"I'm not so sure either."

Liang Bin shook his head and explained, "It's Director Wang's call just now, saying that Mr. Gong is ill. Let me go with you to show Mr. Gong."

"That's it..."

Mr. Feng hummed, and said in thought: "That seems to be more difficult. I remember that the person in charge of Mr. Gong's health is Xiao Jiang, a very good doctor with skilled medical skills. If he can't do anything, it proves that Mr. Gong The disease is really troublesome."

"With your help, Mr. Gong's illness must be cured by hand."

Liang Bin said with a smile, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

Elder Feng glanced at Liang Bin, shook his head, and said, "Xiao Liang, I went over this time probably because they valued my experience, but in fact, you should be the one who really heals."

"why?"

Liang Bin was stunned for a moment, confused, thinking in his heart, is Mr. Feng mocking himself by saying this?

"You haven't seen Mr. Gong before, and you don't understand Mr. Gong's problems."

Feng Lao's words revealed a familiar posture of "Mr. Gong and I", and said: "Mr. Gong is sick and has never been treated with traditional Chinese medicine. The most I used to do is to make a suggestion and diagnose it. When it comes to real treatment, You still need to come."

"what?"

Liang Bin was stunned: "Don't use traditional Chinese medicine for treatment? Why?"

Feng Lao glanced at Liang Bin, smiled, and said lightly: "I don't know much about this, so Xiao Liang, this is a very good opportunity for you, and I will watch over it for you."

Liang Bin nodded, and couldn't help laughing excitedly: "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your guidance."

"You're welcome."

Elder Feng said reservedly: "It is also our duty to give advice to you juniors."

The two talked, got on the elevator and went down.

Before going out and getting into the car, Liang Bin accidentally saw Zhao Yifan standing there not far from the side of the road, waving to stop a taxi.

"This Zhao Yifan, what are you doing?"

Liang Bin looked away, thought for a while, and said to Mr. Feng next to him, "Mr. Feng, are you familiar with Professor Tang Yuntao from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"It's not very familiar, but I know him, so it can be regarded as a relationship."

Old Feng hummed.

"It's really outrageous."

Liang Bin pointed to Zhao Yifan who got into the taxi, and said with righteous indignation: "Look at this Zhao Yifan from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I really don't know why Professor Tang Yuntao sent such a person to the medical exchange conference. It's really too perfunctory. I suggest that Qingzhou City College of Traditional Chinese Medicine be directly disqualified from participating in the next medical exchange meeting..."

Zhao Yifan didn't know that Liang Bin was talking about himself with Feng Lao.

After telling the taxi driver the address, Zhao Yifan noticed that the taxi driver looked at him obviously, a little surprised.

"what happened?"

Zhao Yifan touched his face and said, "Are there any flowers on my face?"

"I'm curious."

The taxi driver was about 30 years old. He inherited the good-spoken talkativeness of taxi drivers in Kyoto, and began to chat with Zhao Yifan: "You are going to this place, but it is not ordinary. I have to make an agreement with you in advance. Can take you to the gate of this place where no taxis are allowed."

"I know."

Zhao Yifan smiled.

"I don't think you look like us from the city of Kyoto."

The taxi driver took the time to glance at Zhao Yifan, and tentatively said, "Is there anyone recommending you to this place? If you don't have someone recommending you, you won't be able to get in."

"What is this place?"

Zhao Yifan said casually, "I used to treat people."

"Cure?"

When the taxi driver heard this, he was surprised and said, "Are you a doctor? I really didn't realize it. You go to this place, which is a high-level nursing home. It seems that your medical skills must be very good."

"Okay."

Zhao Yifan smiled.

"You are so modest."

The taxi driver said seriously: "For a young doctor like you, to be able to go to this kind of nursing home for treatment must be very skilled in medicine. By the way, what is your surname?"

"Miangui's surname is Zhao."

Zhao Yifan replied.

"Doctor Zhao, what disease are you good at treating?"

asked the taxi driver tentatively.

"What? Do you want to see a doctor too?"

Zhao Yifan smiled.

"Hey."

The taxi driver slapped his thigh hard, and exaggeratedly said: "Doctor Zhao, do you know how to read pictures? Can you even tell this?"

"To tell you the truth, I really will."

Zhao Yifan said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Naturally, the taxi driver didn't take his words seriously, and continued, "Doctor Zhao, what kind of disease are you good at treating?"

"Good at everything."

Zhao Yifan smiled.

"Really fake?"

The taxi driver asked tentatively: "Doctor Zhao, do you understand about infertility?"

Zhao Yifan subconsciously took a closer look at the taxi driver, and found that his children's palace was normal. Although his blessings were average, they were definitely not the orphans and widows of a childless girl. And most importantly, the taxi driver's face showed that he had children. .

"Is it your daughter-in-law who is infertile?"

Zhao Yifan asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

The taxi driver sighed, and said with a sad face: "My wife and I have been married for eight years, and we have never had children. In the past few years, both of us have gone to the hospital for checkups. The checkup results show that both of us are fine. There is nothing wrong with it, but there is no child, Dr. Zhao, do you have any secret recipes?"

"its not right."

Zhao Yifan shook his head, and said seriously: "But from your appearance, you have a child."

"From my face?"

The taxi driver was taken aback.

"Yes."

Zhao Yifan smiled and said, "Didn't I just say that I know how to read faces... Well, I see, it should be that your wife is just pregnant, and she didn't even notice it herself. If you believe me, Take your daughter-in-law to the hospital for an examination tomorrow and you will know."

"Okay, I get it now."

When the taxi driver heard Zhao Yifan's words, he immediately lost interest in continuing the chat. Look?Isn't this all bullshit?It seems that Dr. Zhao, who claims to be a doctor, is probably just bragging.

He can even tell that his daughter-in-law is pregnant?Isn't this all bullshit?
Who would believe such nonsense!

Seeing the taxi driver's indifferent expression, Zhao Yifan smiled lightly, but didn't say anything.

When we arrived at a traffic light intersection and stopped to wait for the red light, the taxi driver's mobile phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the calling number and picked up the phone: "Hey, daughter-in-law, what's the matter... what? You said what?"

"Husband, let me tell you good news. Don't be excited when you hear it. I went for a checkup just now and found out that I'm pregnant. Hahaha, are you happy? I was shocked when I saw the test result. Nothing happened during the period, I thought I had caught a cold, and after waiting for a few days, I thought about going to the hospital for an examination to see what was going on, but I didn’t expect that I was actually pregnant, husband, husband, Talk to me, are you so happy that you're stupid?"

"...I know my wife, wait a minute, I'm driving, I'll talk to you later!"

The taxi driver came back to his senses, with a look of astonishment on his face, and looked at Zhao Yifan as if seeing an alien, "Doctor Zhao, you, how do you know that my daughter-in-law is pregnant? Could it be that you did the test for her? No, even if you gave her an examination, you still don't know that she is my wife!"

The taxi driver was so shocked that he spoke incoherently.

"Didn't I just say that? I know how to read pictures."

Zhao Yifan said flatly: "It's just that you don't believe it."

"I believe it, I believe it..."

The taxi driver nodded repeatedly. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing. Immediately, he couldn't help asking: "Doctor Zhao, do you really know how to read pictures? You really didn't lie to me? Then can you help me find out? When will I be rich?"

"I haven't seen the fortune yet."

Zhao Yifan glanced at him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "However, I can see that you will soon lose your money."

(End of this chapter)