Female CEO's Kung Fu Doctor

Everyone was waiting in line. Suddenly someone made a painful cry, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

She Meixin was so sharp that she immediately felt something wrong and said in a low voice, "Huo Qing, do you think Prime Minister Park sent someone over?"

Huo Qing smiled and said, "just go and have a look."

"Well, let me see. You're watching in the dark."

"OK."

The two men got up and were about to walk over. Chai came in and shouted, "don't make noise. What's going on?"

There are also two interpreters nearby to send messages back and forth among these people. So dialogue is not an obstacle.

"Doctor, please show my father. He's dying." a young man cried with a runny nose and tears, and even his eyes were red and swollen.

Beside him, there were two young people carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher, there was an old man lying on his back. The whole man was as thin as a wood, his eyes were sunken, and his skin was waxy yellow. It seemed that there was only air out and no air in. Is it necessary to cure such a dying person? This is not the time to hit your name.

Chai Jinzhi glanced, shook his head and said, "no, you'd better go to the big hospital? I'm afraid he... Is dying."

"What are you talking about? I think you're going to die. Can't you cure any patients in traditional Chinese medicine? I think you're bragging."

"Yes, if you have the ability, you will cure the old man."

"Yes, yes."

The crowd was boiling.

A dozen people, mingled in the crowd, followed the coax. You can think with your toes that these people are a group and deliberately make trouble.

Can a master of traditional Chinese medicine treat it? If you can't cure it, you just can't cure it. What are you doing to practice medicine for free and challenge Prime Minister Park... It's bullshit. You dare not cure your illness. What's the use of talking nonsense? Park Zhengtai wants such an effect. Through the offensive of public opinion, the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum can be completely destroyed.

Someone said sarcastically, "it seems that these experts in traditional Chinese medicine can't cure it. Don't waste your time here."

"If you want me to say, you'd better go to the Korean Medical Museum and find prime minister park? His medical skills are the first one in South Korea..."

"Yes, yes, or prime minister park."

"Forget it, let's go."

These Koreans are trying to carry people away.

According to the arrangement of prime minister Park and park Zhengtai, they will immediately come to the Korean medical museum next door. Prime Minister Park happened to be in the Han Medical Museum. After his diagnosis and treatment, the haggard old man was alive and kicking. Facts speak louder than words. It is clear at a glance who has better medical skills.

Chinese medicine experts can't cure it. Korean medicine experts are cured at once, which virtually hits these Chinese medicine experts in the face.

As it happens, there are these news media reporters on the scene. They will immediately publicize it and form a huge public opinion offensive. Prime Minister Park didn't have to face these experts of traditional Chinese medicine at all. He defeated them. This is the highest level of Kung Fu - winning without moves.

She Meixin murmured, "that guy, who is also spineless, backed down at the critical moment. Huo Qing, what do you say now? Are we going to do it?"

"Don't worry, the big fish hasn't taken the bait yet. Let's keep unchanged and deal with all changes."

"OK."

The two men mixed in the crowd and followed into the Korean medical museum next door.

The owner of this Korean medical school is a young man named Jin Junho. He is not simple. He is a proud disciple of prime minister park. Prime Minister Park and park Zhengtai specially arranged him in this Korean Medical Museum, which is also reasonable. One is to make the Korean Medical Chamber of Commerce famous, and the other is to use their own people, which is convenient.

When they came in, Jin Junho was seeing a doctor and looked very busy.

"Dr. Jin, please show me. My father is dying."

"What?"

Jin Junho was startled. He glanced at the old man on the stretcher and said faintly, "isn't the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum next to practicing medicine for free? People said that any disease can be cured. I suggest you go next door."

The patient's family scolded, "we went, but they didn't show us."

"Don't show me? Why?"

"They said they couldn't cure it, so we brought it to you. Compared with traditional Chinese medicine, we trust Korean medicine more."

"Yes, yes, we all trust Han Yi more."

The dozen people mingled in the crowd and echoed. This is deliberately said to those news media reporters, but also to crack down on traditional Chinese medicine and elevate Korean medicine. If you think about it, traditional Chinese medicine can't cure it. Korean medicine solved it all at once, which obviously shows the key to the problem. Han Yi is better than traditional Chinese medicine.

Sure enough, Jin Junho sighed, "well, I'll show you... As a doctor, you can't ignore the patient anyway."

"Yes, yes."

"Oh..."

Jin Junho closed his eyes and looked unfathomable. He felt the pulse for the old man, frowned and said, "this condition is very serious. Alas, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do."

The patient's family hurriedly said, "yes, the hospital has also given a critical notice, but I believe you can certainly get my father out of danger."

"This is a little difficult."

"Why don't you try?"

"OK, but I'm not sure it can be 100% cured."

From inside to outside, there is a mystery.

The more serious the patient's condition is, the more severe Jin Junho will be if he is cured, and the higher the reputation of Korean doctor will be. At the same time, Jin Junho said that he could not be 100% cured, but left a way for himself. What if there's really no cure? He will not be condemned or ridiculed.

All this, of course, can not escape Huo Qing's eyes.

Huo Qing whispered, "Meixin, go and grab the patient and don't let him heal."

"Uh... What do you mean?"

"You come and treat me. I doubt that the old man is ill at all."

"Ah? No, no disease?"

She Meixin was startled by Huo Qing's words. From the "look" in the four diagnostic examinations of traditional Chinese medicine, the old man was about to die. The patient's family members have said that even the hospital has issued a critical notice. At this point, you say you're not sick? You know, Huo Qing didn't get close to the old man at all, and he didn't feel the pulse for the old man. It's just bullshit to say he's not ill.

Huo Qing took a bag of powder out of his pocket and gave it to she Meixin: "later, you see a doctor for the old man and apply this bag of powder on his skin without knowing it. I don't think it's a problem for you at all."

"That's all?"

"Yes, when the old man wakes up, you can give the old man a pill to ensure that the medicine will cure the disease."

Huo Qing handed another pill.

She Meixin stared at Huo Qing and asked, "why don't you go and have to let me go up with such a chance to show your face?"

Huo Qing said with a smile, "who are we? I've shown my face enough. I want to make you more famous."

Fuck off, fool, I believe you!

It goes without saying that if it is cured, the spearhead will be directed at she Meixin, which has nothing to do with Huo Qing and the Chinese Medicine Museum. This guy, he's good at his calculations. However, she Meixin still believed Huo Qing in her heart. She suddenly shouted in the crowd, "wait a minute."

"What are you doing?" they all looked at her.

"I can cure the old man."

"What?"

A stone stirred thousands of waves, and the crowd immediately fried the pot.

The patient's family asked, "who are you? You say you can cure it?"

When things get to this point, there is no turning back. Even if it's a duck on the shelf, it has to be hard.

She Meixin is neither humble nor arrogant and said, "I'm from the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. My name is she Meixin."

The translator immediately spoke to these Koreans, who were immediately excited and angry. Just now, we carried the patient to your traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. You said it couldn't be cured. Now, we doctor Han said to try. You said it could be cured. Please play with us.

Jin Junho asked, "Miss, do you say you can cure the old man 100%?"

You are a young lady, and your whole family are young ladies!

She Meixin gouged out his eyes and hummed, "I dare not say 100% cure, but I'm sure I can make the old man like a normal person."

"Well, you'd better do it, just to open our eyes."

"I heard that traditional Chinese medicine is very powerful. We really haven't seen it with our own eyes."

"Hurry up, we're all waiting."

These people followed Jin Junho's words, the wind direction changed, and all fell on she Meixin. To tell the truth, she Meixin has no bottom in her heart, because her treatment is really not her strength. She dared to come forward so rashly, all out of her trust in Huo Qing. Now, it was her turn to do it, and her heart was a little back.

Her eyes glanced at the crowd... Asshole, Huo Qing ran away. How can he do this? Let's see how to deal with him when we go back.

Jin Junho said, "this young lady, you do it? Time is life. I hope you don't delay any more."

"Yes, you do it quickly."

"OK."

She Meixin walked over and gave the old man a decent pulse. The pulse was relatively weak, and she couldn't see anything? It seems that everything depends on Huo Qing's bag of powder. It's no different from poisoning. She's been with the snake demon since she was a child. That's what she practiced.

In full view of the public, even with the camera staring, she didn't see any special action. This package of powder has been applied to the old man's skin.

Is that all right? She Meixin stepped back a few steps and her heart suddenly became nervous. For a moment, she suddenly felt that she was too rash, which was related to the struggle between traditional Chinese medicine and Korean medicine. And she? Even the patient doesn't know what the disease is. They all hope on that package of powder. What if it doesn't work? She can't bear the responsibility.