Female CEO's Master

Chu Jiang approached Jiang Shi, opened his perspective eyes, and gently massaged his chest. While massaging, an invisible airflow entered Jiang Shi's body and surrounded his lungs. Then, under the attack of Chu River gas, the black gas in Jiang Shi's lungs slowly dissipated.

About ten minutes later, Chu Jiang finished his work, and there were sweat stains on his face.

"Dean Huang, please give uncle Jiang another CT." Chu Jiang smiled faintly and said.

"OK." Huang Qianjin nodded.

When the hospital turned on the green light, all the examination results came out in an hour.

When the inspectors were sent to the door of the ward, Qin Hai grabbed them. I didn't believe it. I just massaged them for ten minutes and the tumor would disappear.

When Qin Hai secretly roast, the expression on his face froze.

This... It's impossible. It's only ten minutes. The tumor has basically disappeared!

This is too unscientific!

Qin Hai felt hot on his face again, as if he had been beaten.

"Qin Hai, Qin Hai, this time you finally see the power of traditional Chinese medicine!" Huang Qianjin knew the inspection results as soon as he saw Qin Hai's face, so he didn't miss the opportunity to teach Qin Hai a lesson.

But when he received the data in Qin Hai's hand, he was stunned again. If it was really a lung tumor, how could it disappear after ten minutes of massage? Should the last examination result be misdiagnosis?

If it's not misdiagnosis, it's CT problem!

Huang Qianjin studied traditional Chinese medicine all his life and was good at acupuncture and massage, but he had to show his reverent eyes when witnessing such a miracle for the first time.

In an instant, Chu Jiang seemed to be the object of Huang Qianjin's worship.

So he and Chu Jiang discussed traditional Chinese medicine for a while, and Chu Jiang's views made him even more breathtaking.

"Brother Chu, where are you?" Huang qianjinke's airway, he began to play his small calculation, but this can't be blamed on him. That hospital doesn't want its own hospital to have a miracle doctor.

"I'm the driver of Qingcheng group." Chu Jiang answered casually.

"Ah, how can a great medical expert be a small driver?!" Huang Qianjin's Three Outlooks have been subverted a little.

If even such a miracle doctor works as a driver, what can we doctors do? All of us work as assistants to drivers. Do drivers need assistants!

"Shh." Chu Jiang motioned with a quiet gesture, "the drunk man's intention is not wine!"

"I see!" Huang Qianjin showed a clear smile and nodded. Tang Bohu can sell himself to the Chinese family as a domestic slave for Qiu Xiang. It seems that brother cichu is also a romantic.

Huang Qianjin smiled and said, "brother Chu, can you come over and see a doctor when you are free on the weekend? Give you the treatment of the chief doctor, no, give you the treatment of the vice president!"

"Dean Huang, I have no ambition to be a doctor. You... Don't embarrass me, will you?" Chu Jiang shrugged, helpless tunnel.

"Well, here is my business card. The door of the central hospital is always open for you. You can come at any time." Huang Qianjin handed in his business card, then talked about traditional Chinese medicine for a while, and left contentedly. Qin Hai had already left in despair.

At this moment, Jiang Shi has sat on the bed with a ruddy face and looked at Chu Jiang happily.

"How does uncle feel?" Chu Jiang asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, and I still feel a little comfortable." Jiang Shi laughed, "are you Xixi's friend? Thank you."

"Yes, uncle, don't mention it. I'll massage you again sometime, and you can recover completely." Chu Jiang laughed.

After Chu Jiang finished speaking, he looked at the Jiang brothers and sisters standing aside and said, "shallow, after paying the arrears, your brother can take your father home, and it's time for us to go back to the company."

Ah?

Jiang's brothers and sisters, ah, although they don't know medical skills, at the moment they admire Chu Jiang's medical skills to the point of throwing themselves to the ground. The reason is very simple. Chu Jiang, who is respected by even the president of the hospital, must be a person with extraordinary medical skills.

What's more, massaging their father's tumor for ten minutes is almost done.

"Thank you, Chujiang." Jiang Qianxi said sincerely.

"Don't be vain, but be practical." Chu Jiang joked.

"You... Think beautifully!" The river was pale, and Chu Jiang's face turned red.

That afternoon, Chu Jiang walked around the company, and then received a message with a strange number: wait for you at the gate of the supreme at six o'clock tonight, see you or leave.

I wipe, does the beauty have an appointment?

Is it because of a subtle detail that brother Jiang betrayed his noble personality in these two days?

Well, it must be like this. It must be a date with a beautiful girl in the company.

Chu Jiang thought of this, whistled happily, and an afternoon passed in the whistle.

The supreme is a huge and luxurious commercial cruise ship, with a total of six floors. Each floor has different characteristics, integrating eating, entertainment and leisure. The ticket alone costs 1000 yuan. Indeed, without 18000 yuan in your pocket, it is difficult to walk around the supreme with dignity.

After leaving work at 5:30, Chu Jiang sent Ye Qingcheng back, and then drove to the river, about 6:00.

The parking lot by the river is full of luxury cars, but there seems to be no beauty waiting at the door except two tall waiters.

Won't you be stood up?

Chu Jiang walked around the door with his pocket in his hand, and then sat down on the nearby stone slab.

The sunset has set in the west, and the river wind is blowing slowly, blowing on the playful face of the Chu River.

Because Chu Jiang's clothes are incompatible with the supreme number, people who come and go occasionally cast disdainful eyes, but Chu Jiang ignored them.

He doesn't hate the rich and doesn't feel inferior. He just has seen the scenery on the other side of the world. When someone is spending one boring night after another in a drunken dream, there are many people on the other side of the world who are using all their strength to exchange for the qualification of survival tomorrow.

This is life. There are always great differences between people.

"I'm sorry, something delayed, let you wait." Just as Chu Jiang was remembering the past, a sorry voice sounded beside him. He turned around and saw that it was Peng Yuqin, the vice president of the company.

Peng Yuqin is still wearing the company's business clothes tonight, but beauty is beauty. No matter what clothes she wears, she is beautiful. Of course, she is more beautiful without clothes.

In fact, Peng Yuqin at the moment is also full of thoughts. A bitter meaning rushes into his heart, with love and desire.

Yes, when Peng Yuqin first saw Chu Jiang in the conference room, she recognized that it was Chu Jiang who had been in love with her for many years. When she was in the third year of high school, he was in the second year of high school. Later, she deliberately failed in the college entrance examination in order to be in the same class with him.

But she was just an ordinary girl at that time, and he was surrounded by all kinds of class flowers and school flowers. When he met her, he would nod his head slightly and say hello, that's all.

Later, after graduating from high school, he went to the army, and then lost contact. For seven years, there was no news at all.

Peng Yuqin has never been in love in recent years. In addition to reading, she always seems to have a trace of desire in her heart. She is eager to meet him at the corner of the street, and then they look at each other and smile. Everything is silent.

However, when he met again yesterday, his eyes were full of strangeness. Seven years later, she still recognized him at a glance, but he no longer remembered her.

"President Peng."

Peng Yuqin's ear heard a slightly surprised voice, which made Peng Yuqin's heart tremble. Looking up, Chu Jiang smiled at him, but there was a sense of distance in his eyes.