Master of medicine

The streets of Kyoto are beautiful, colorful, and full of traffic. The golden warrior's large displacement cross-country jeep is very eye-catching in the traffic. Mr. Hu is not in a hurry to close his eyes and lean on the back seat to support himself.

Chen Tian is more curious about the people he meets. In recent years, there are not many people who can invite Mr. Hu to eat. At least he has never heard of Kyoto.

Following the rolling traffic, Jin Ming drove down the Third Ring Expressway, along the street of Beikou, and soon came to the most famous Tanjia restaurant in Kyoto.

The doorman in front of the restaurant, dressed in a stiff hotel uniform, was very attentive and opened the door for Mr. Hu. With an exaggerated smile on his face, he almost flattered him. He was very familiar and said, "what would you like to eat today, old man?"

"I've reserved a private room on the second floor. I don't know if anyone's coming?" Hu laoshun also answered his words.

The doorman answered a way: "old man, the room that you ordered, the guest arrived, waited for you."

Hu turned around and said to Jin Ming and Chen Tian, who had just stopped the car steadily: "well, the guests have come. It's not good for them to wait for a long time."

Chen Tian has been watching the conversation for a long time. He knows that Hu is always a regular customer of Tan's restaurant. Chen Tian has never been here before, and has no idea about the grade of Tan's restaurant. However, he is very eye-catching. He just came from the parking lot, where it is almost a luxury car show.

Most of the parked cars are worth more than one million. BMW, Bentley and Land Rover are dazzling.

Chen Tian helps Mr. Hu. Jin Ming follows them and walks in under the guidance of the doorman. As soon as he enters the door of Tan's restaurant, he can see a piece of resplendent, simple and elegant Chinese decoration, which not only shows the charm of time, but also shows the fashion and modernity.

"This restaurant has a history of more than 300 years. Now people who don't have any status in Kyoto can't really book a place." Since he came in, Mr. Hu has met many acquaintances and said hello to Chen Tian.

Chen Tian is not just a budding boy, for the big scene is not strange.

Under the guidance of the doorman, they stepped on the expensive carpet of marble tiles and went up to the second floor. When they arrived at the door of the west chamber, the doorman opened the door, bowed and said, "three distinguished guests, please come inside."

As soon as I entered the room, I saw an open area beside the big round table with sofas and tea tables for meeting guests. Mr. Hu's distinguished guests were also sitting there talking.

As soon as he saw Mr. Hu come in, they stood up and showed a smile.

One of them, an old man with white hair, even took the initiative to step forward, stretched out his hand from a long distance, and enthusiastically said: "brother Xu, we finally meet again!"

In Kyoto, there are not many people who can call Mr. Hu Yiye, and there are only a few people who can make friends with him. However, this old man seems to be a few years younger than Mr. Hu, but as soon as he opens his mouth, he calls him brother, which makes Chen Tian wonder about his future.

Hu also extended his hand and said, "ah man, we meet again."

Wu can't help but burst into tears. Chen Tian can see that they have deep feelings.

"Is this your grandson?" Wu aman soon found Chen Tian on one side, and asked him before Hu introduced him.

Hu Laohe waved his hand and said, "he is not my grandson, but I always regard him as my own. His name is Chen Tian, and he is also the miracle doctor you have been arguing to see."

Wu didn't expect that the young people who had been silent beside Hu were the new generation of traditional Chinese medicine, who had been in the limelight all this time. But he never expected that they would be so young.

"It's really a young hero. Looking at him, I feel that the past years have been wasted." Wu a man issued a heartfelt exclamation.

Wu Chen is not an ordinary person. At the same time, he does not know how to judge him.

But Chen Tian saw that there was shrewdness in his eyes, which was far from ordinary people. He knew that the old man was not simple.

"I am Wu aman, a mainlander, and have lived in the Philippines for more than 40 years..." Wu aman introduces himself to Chen Tian and takes out a beautiful business card from his pocket.

Chen Tian took the card and looked at it carefully. It turns out that this not surprising old man is the tobacco king of Phoebe law. He owns a large plantation to grow tobacco. However, he doesn't show much interest in Chen Tian. He politely smiles at the old man and expresses his politeness.

Seeing that Chen Tian was not like anyone he had seen before, the old man couldn't wait to flatter him when he knew his origin. While appreciating him, he was also curious about him. Wu aman wanted to know what was so extraordinary about this young man who was praised by Hu.

"Well, people have already brought it to you. You have to tell me what you are going to do." When he met his old friend, he joked with a smile.

Wu a man then slowed down and said, "Oh, don't worry. Let's have dinner first and talk while eating."Chinese people's habit is to solve all the problems at the dinner table. Although Wu aman has been away from China for more than 40 years, this habit still hasn't been changed. With his help, they can't refuse, so they sit down.

Hu Lao was the first, Wu aman sat beside him, then sat down according to his age, and Chen Tian was the last.

Chen tianben is a low-key character, so he doesn't care too much about where he sits. Moreover, as soon as he hits the door of the private room, he doesn't intend to show his edge.

After three drinks and five dishes, the atmosphere on the table became warm.

Wu aman didn't come alone. He came with them and several of his family members. With Mr. Wu here, they all kept a low profile and sat with him and didn't talk.

"Chen Tian, do you know? It took me a lot of effort to persuade Mr. Hu to bring you here and let us meet. " After a few glasses of wine, Wu aman's face overflowed with red light, and his face with white beard and white eyebrows was full of Fairy Spirit.

Hearing what he said, Chen Tian stood up and said, "I'm an ordinary doctor. What I do is my duty. The outside world is full of false reports. Don't listen to them or believe them."

Modest, low-key, calm, self-confident

Wu aman, with his dozens of life experience, first saw the young man named Chen Tian in front of him. Through a few conversations, he began to understand why Hu valued him so much.

"In fact, I came here today to ask you for medical advice!" After a trial, Wu aman finally told the truth.

Chen Tian was very surprised. Mr. Wu, who was introduced by Mr. Hu, said that he was the richest man in the Philippines. He was afraid that he could not find a famous doctor for his own treatment because of his assets, so he traveled thousands of miles to find him?

Strange to be strange, Chen Tian just thought about it in his heart and didn't ask each other.

"When I was young, I worked hard and fell ill. When I was old, I wanted to spend money to save my life. But what I didn't think was that it wasn't so easy to cure the problem. So, I came to Kyoto this time. First, I wanted to talk to my old friends and second, I wanted to find a famous doctor to look for me."

Wu a man is not anxious not slow of say, by the way also stand up to walk toward Chen Tian to come over, roll up the sleeve then extended the arm past.

Wu said: "compared to the city to take care of their own light hand, Mr. Chen will no longer need to take care of a few days."

Hearing this, Wu ah man, with a happy look in his eyes, said quietly: "I don't know, what is the little problem in Doctor Chen's mouth?"

Looking at Wu aman's indomitable appearance, Chen Tian said in secret, "if I don't say something, I will make them laugh."

He clasped his fists, bowed and said: "Mr. Wu's stomach disease is quite serious. It is estimated that it has been for a long time. The stomach disease depends on maintenance. There is no other way, but..."

The people on the table who came with Wu aman disdained Chen Tian's words, but when Chen Tian's tone changed, one of them, who was as young as Chen Tian, said: "this boy is not trying to make a mystery!"

Looking at those who didn't believe it at all, Chen Tian felt that it was necessary for them to see their own medical skills, so as not to be underestimated. He said frankly, "I have a way to help the old man recuperate. I don't know if the old man would like to?"

"Of course!" Wu ah man was overjoyed and answered without hesitation. However, several of his family members were worried and obviously could not trust Chen Tian.

Chen Tian didn't care. He said calmly, "I'm in a hurry. I don't have a silver needle in my hand, otherwise..."

"Silver needle?" Wu aman took the fork in the conversation and turned to the young humanitarian who was watching: "Xiaotian, go and get the silver needle I brought."

Wu Tian, who is called Xiao Tian by Wu aman, is just a word short of Chen Tian's name. On weekdays, he also likes the art of traditional Chinese medicine. However, looking at Chen Tian, who is the same age as himself, but is called a master in his grandfather's mouth, he is unconvinced. Without saying a word, he goes to take the needle bag he carries with him from his luggage and hands it over.

"Here is my needle bag. I'll lend it to you." Wu Tian said politely, but his heart was extremely dark. He wanted to watch Chen Tian's jokes.

The so-called expert will know if there is one. As long as Chen Tian gives his grandfather the needle, Wu Tian can see the clue. If he exaggerates, he will expose it on the spot and embarrass him.

Chen Tian had seen from his disdain for a long time. He didn't intend to see the boy in the same way. After taking the needle bag, he just whispered a thank-you and began to prepare.