Wife is safe, cute baby makes trouble in the world of special forces

When Director Mu was young, he was obsessed with work and was often complained by his wife, who said that she wanted to live next door to black people. This deeply hurt his self-esteem. No, this is not the most important thing. The key is that he wants to save the dying and heal the wounded.

With this firm idea, Old Mu pushed the door open. Chen Haonan was away these days, and his parents stayed to take care of the injured soldiers. Getting closer to his parents would make it easier to impress the child. Isn't meeting the parents the most important step in finding a partner?

In the next few hours, Director Mu secretly sent a lot of supplements to Chen Bo, and euphemistically said that this was for Chen Haonan's youth hero face. These words made Chen Bo very happy and he immediately became brothers with Old Mu.

Chen Haonan naturally didn't know about these things.

He had just returned to the hospital with his wife, Kang Tuan, and met Director Mu in the corridor.

"Great, great, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's chat privately. Sorry, I have to borrow your little husband."

Director Mu smiled at An Ran and took Chen Haonan away.

An Ran also knew the identity of Mr. Mu, a highly respected chief physician, so she smiled and nodded.

Kang Tuan next to him didn't care and pushed the door open to visit Gong Jian, the kind sister-in-law who rejected him.

In the private office.

Chen Haonan was sitting upright on a high-end I-shaped office chair. Opposite him, Director Mu was shouting with a solemn face.

"Hey, old man, I'm only 9 years old. You advised me to be kind and dragged me into the small dark room. What do you mean?" Chen Haonan faced Mr. Mu's fiery gaze. Even though he was skilled and bold, he was a little overwhelmed.

I don't know what the other party is up to.

"If you have anything to say, just say it outside. Why do you have to drag me here?" Chen Haonan looked around the dark little office with his small eyes, a little puzzled.

"That..." Mu Weimin cleared his throat and said seriously, "I've figured it out. I want to become your disciple. Can you teach me that traditional craft?"

Chen Haonan suddenly realized it and said with a stern face: "Are you serious? Learning from a master is not a joke, and I won't pass on my skills to others easily."

"I must be serious, otherwise, why would I bring you here?" Mu Weimin looked more serious than Chen Haonan.

Chen Haonan's face became more serious, and he said seriously: "My set is called black witch medicine, which is a very traditional medical skill. If you want to become my disciple, you have to kowtow. This is the rule, and you have to call me master when you see me in the future."

Still calling me master?

Director Mu looked at Chen Haonan, who was only as tall as his chest, swallowed hard, and trembled in shock.

Is this guy serious?

Last time he failed to become a disciple because the other party needed to kowtow to him. In modern society, there are no such rules for learning. You either have to pay a registration fee or make an investment. But this kid insisted on kneeling down to worship. This is not the old society. The key is how can an adult kneel down and call a kid a master?

"Well, actually, I really want to learn the technique to save people. In modern learning, there is no need to become a disciple, right?"

"No." Chen Haonan shook his head directly, "This is the basic requirement. If you can't do it, there's nothing to say."

"You can see that this skill is powerful. I'm not trying to embarrass you. This is an ancient tradition. It is passed down to men but not women, and it is passed down to the inside but not to outsiders. If you must pass it on to outsiders, you must first assess your loyalty and kowtow to become a disciple. I'm still simplifying it. You can think about it yourself. I'm going to find my parents. They are waiting to see me and are so anxious that they sent me a message saying that they have prepared a suitcase of pocket money for me and asked me to check it out."

As Chen Haonan was about to leave, Mu Weimin became even more anxious and quickly blocked Chen Haonan's way, "Don't leave in a hurry. I haven't finished my words yet."

In a hurry and with his excitement, Mu Weimin couldn't help but immediately said, "Call Master, you can call me when no one is around. Anyway, in my heart, you are my master. "

Chen Haonan shook his head, "I don't mind letting more people inherit the traditional craftsmanship of our ancestors, but rules are rules. You can't stand this grievance, so forget it."

Mu Weimin looked embarrassed, "But it's not good for me, an adult, to call you, a child, "Master" in front of so many people. Anyway, we have a relationship, so I call you in private, isn't it the same?"

"People often say that it's okay to have each other in your heart. I respect you from the bottom of my heart, so I come to learn from you. What do you think?"

"Not at all." Chen Haonan raised his little head and said in a baby voice: "Please, be more mature, don't be like a child. This is a priceless thing, why should I pass it on to you? We don't have any friendship, and I don't even call you Master. Why should I be your master?For you. "

This...

Mu Weimin gritted his teeth, feeling conflicted. He wanted to become a disciple, but he couldn't bring himself to call a little kid "master" in public.

He wanted to become a disciple in order to help more people. Since a child was so generous and willing to give something priceless, why should he save face? It's just to call him "master."

Everyone has his own specialty. Whoever has the ability can be a master. What's wrong with recognizing a child as a master?

Thinking of this, Mu Weimin immediately bowed to Chen Haonan and said, "Compared to you, a child, you have a big picture. No wonder people on the Internet say you are a young hero. You are right. You are willing to teach me. Why should I save face? "

After saying that, he was about to kneel down here, but Chen Haonan had no intention of stopping him. He stood up straight with his little face raised, accepting Director Mu's kneeling and paying respects to him.

His expression looked very serious. If this scene was seen by others, the respected Director Mu actually paid respects to a child as his teacher, which would be more shocking than him mobilizing people on the street to save people.

"Master, please accept your disciple's worship." Mu Weimin was not vague and knelt down in front of Chen Haonan and kowtowed.

After three kowtows, Chen Haonan pulled Mu Weimin up and said seriously: "Since you are my disciple, I will tell you the specific techniques. "

"Yes, Master. "Hearing Chen Haonan's technique, Mu Weimin's voice of calling "Master" became louder, and his breath was fuller, and he was also excited.

Chen Haonan introduced directly: "My black witch medical technique pays attention to the strength of the hands and the posture. There are many techniques, such as old man massage, Guanyin massage, nine shallow and one deep..."

"This is just one of the 18 touch techniques. Next, I will demonstrate it on you and you can experience it well."

"Okay, okay, okay." Mu Weimin, who was fascinated by it, nodded immediately with bright eyes. According to Chen Haonan's request, he sat on the chair and let the other party's little hands operate on his body, not afraid that the other party would be afraid of him hurting him or something.

"Look, I will find the acupuncture points for you first. "As he spoke, Chen Haonan pointed out several acupuncture points on Mu Lao's body with his hands, and demonstrated the way to exert force.

Pah!

The room was filled with the sound of Chen Haonan slapping Gong Jian to stop bleeding, and Director Mu was very excited because of this.

"Not bad, not bad, use more force, use more force, let me feel your force."

"Well, the force is indeed the key, you should feel it well..."

Outside, An Ran stood at the door of the small dark room with a blank face, hesitating whether to go in, and then heard the sound of "Pah" coming from inside.

"What's this sound, are the two of them beating?"

An Ran was stunned, and didn't understand what the sound meant, nor could she guess what was happening inside.

Originally, she was very surprised to see Mu Lao suddenly pull Chen Haonan into the small dark room. She thought that if she waited a little longer and didn't see anyone coming out, she would break in, but she didn't expect to hear a strange sound.

"What's going on, this old man and this child, what are they doing? "

An Ran frowned slightly, and was about to knock on the door, when a hurried sound of footsteps came from behind.

"An Ran, I finally found you."

Hearing the voice, An Ran looked back and saw Chen Bo, the richest man in Donghai, and his wife coming over.

"An Ran, where is Chen Haonan? I heard he's back, but why didn't he come to see us? Is he okay?"