The Best Physiognomist

"Butler Xu, the reason why I took the initiative to read your fortune just now was mainly to refute what you said about the younger generation just now."

"That is the famous saying that if you are not good at talking, you will not be able to do things well. It is simply a bunch of nonsense."

At the moment when Xu Shiqiang nodded in agreement, Jiang Fengye suddenly slapped the stone table and began to refute his questioning of Ouyang Danmei in a slightly fierce tone.

"Since ancient times, the cultivation of physiognomy, medicine, martial arts and Taoism has always been about talent. Those with outstanding talents can get the true teachings in three years, and those with stupid talents will live a hundred years in vain!"

Raising the right hand that had just slapped the table, picking up the water cup and taking a sip of tea, Jiang Fengye asked in a calm tone.

"Butler Xu, from the performance of physiognomy just now to medical skills, are you still questioning my medical skills, Jiang Fengye?"

"This...!"

Faced with Jiang Fengye's questioning, Xu Shiqiang didn't know how to refute for a moment.

After all, there has always been a hidden rule among the people that the older a doctor is, the more popular he is, and the older a physiognomist is, the more thorough he is.

Jiang Fengye just mastered it and used his accurate fortune-telling to break the hidden rule that the older a physiognomist is, the more thorough he is.

So, can the medical skills that Ouyang Danmei thinks are miracle doctors also break the hidden rule that the older a doctor is, the better he is!

"Butler Xu, Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, smell, questioning, and palpation, and the most challenging part of medical skills is the observation of the complexion."

Although he refuted his questioning speechlessly, Xu Shiqiang did not really recognize his medical skills, which made Jiang Fengye decide to show some of his real medical skills and let the other party really see what a miracle doctor is.

"Your eyes are focused and lifeless, and the root of your tongue turns blue when you speak, which means that you have not slept well recently and are often awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night."

"Your mouth and nose breathe short and fast, and your legs are always inadvertently close together, which means that your internal fire is relatively strong recently, and you often have the tendency of the dragon's yang rising."

Speaking of this, Jiang Fengye took a sip of tea, glanced at the other party's private parts, and asked with a smile.

"Butler Xu, I wonder if I used the Chinese medicine's "Look" just now, is it correct?"

Ouyang Danmei and Jiang Yiting, who understood the meaning of the dragon's yang rising, immediately lowered their heads with blushing faces, and Jiang's mother, who was thinner, couldn't help but spit.

Although Xu Shiqiang was very surprised to see the symptoms of poor sleep quality and frequent nightmares in the middle of the night, he was not unacceptable.

Because many experienced old Chinese medicine practitioners can also see it based on years of experience.

But the internal fire was strong, Long Yang raised his head, not only related to his own privacy, but also belonged to the internal cause of the disease, Jiang Fengye was able to diagnose it with the Chinese medicine word "wang", which shocked Xu Shiqiang, and he began to recognize the other party's amazing medical skills.

"Doctor Jiang, I wonder what disease my lady has? Why do you need to use the banquet photos four years ago?"

Since he recognized the other party's medical skills, Xu Shiqiang took a thick photo album from the bodyguard without any nonsense, and then handed it to Jiang Fengye while questioning respectfully.

"A very special infectious disease!"

After reaching out to take the thick photo album, Jiang Fengye put it on the stone table and opened it, while covering it up with the cause of the disease that the other party could accept.

"I suspect that the reason why Mr. Shen was infected at the time was probably a guest who attended the banquet that year."

After hearing the explanation given by Jiang Fengye, Xu Shiqiang immediately thought of an old doctor who the chairman spent millions to invite three years ago.

After a careful examination, the old doctor suspected that Shen Luoxi might have been infected with an unknown infectious disease. At the same time, facing this unknown infectious disease, the old doctor was helpless and had no solution.

Although no infectious source was found after several tertiary hospitals were checked with instruments, Xu Shiqiang knew that the chairman believed in the diagnosis of the old doctor and had been looking for a doctor with higher level of Chinese medicine in recent years.

Therefore, Xu Shiqiang, who trusted more in his heart, walked directly to Jiang Fengye and pointed out the name and identity of each guest in the photo.

"Stop!"

Just as Xu Shiqiang had just introduced the photo of a pair of young guests, Jiang Fengye accidentally saw two slightly blurred figures in the dark corner of the photo, and quickly pointed at the figures and asked.

"Butler Xu, who are they?"

Because the banquet was held at night, the light affected the pixels, causing the two figures in the corner of the photo to appear very blurred, and it was impossible to see their clear facial features. This also made Xu Shiqiang observe and recall for a long time before he had a vague impression.

Then, he turned to the last page of the album, which had a group photo of all the banquet guests, and then pointed to the two people in the upper right corner of the photo and introduced them in detail.

"Dr. Jiang, the man on the right is Zhu Qingjin, the chairman of Ningji Blue Sky Group."

"The young man on the left is his son Zhu Ziqiang, who is mainly responsible for the group's nursery cultivation and transplantation work."

Since there were nearly a hundred guests attending the banquet, the group photo made the appearance of each person in the photo unclear, which resulted in Jiang Fengye still unable to judge whether the Zhu father and son were the ones who cast the curse on Shen Luoxi based on the appearance shown in the photo.

"Use Huamin's latest mobile phone to stretch and restore the people in the photo, and you can see their appearance clearly." Seeing that Yu Haoran's eyes were almost stuck to the photo, the strong bodyguard who liked to show off his muscles through selfies could not help but remind him.

"Huazi, what mobile phone are you using now?" After hearing the reminder from the strong bodyguard, Xu Shiqiang turned around and asked.

"Honor 999 is a brand-new mobile phone developed by our national enterprise Huamin Group. It not only has a longer standby time and more complete functions, but also has built-in beauty, face slimming, photo editing, extension...!"

After hearing Xu Shiqiang's question, the bodyguard called Huazi immediately took out a mobile phone with an exquisite appearance and a silver-white shell, and then introduced it excitedly.

"Shut up!"

But before the functions of the mobile phone were introduced, Xu Shiqiang forcibly interrupted it.

"Use your mobile phone immediately to enlarge the two people in the photo!"

"Got it!"

Huazi, who was a little depressed, took a photo from the album with his mobile phone and swiped his fingers quickly on the mobile phone screen.

Just ten seconds later, he handed the phone to Xu Shiqiang, and said with a little pride.

"Butler Xu, this is the clear appearance of those two people."