Ding Ye's home is in a military compound, an independent courtyard house, simple and generous, and with a thick atmosphere of history. Visually look at least a hundred years old. For those who live in this kind of house in Beidu, the house itself is a heavy "business card".

followed Jiang Hao into Ding Ye's house, and Ning Tao found out that he was not the only doctor invited by the Ding family, there were other doctors. The doctors had special seats and name tags on the tables in front of them. The names on those famous brands are all very "weighty", some are well-respected old Chinese medicine doctors in the Chinese medicine industry, and some are famous doctors in large hospitals. He often sees these people publishing professional articles in medical journals, so he has a feeling of "familiarity".

In addition, there is actually a Taoist priest named "Qing Shui".

Qing Shui should be the Taoist priest's name, not his name.

This situation made Ning Tao feel a little surprised, but he could understand it. Old Man Ding is in a high position and has many protégés and disciples, all over the military and political circles, and if he is sick, will there be fewer people who recommend him to a doctor to show favor to the Ding family? In fact, he himself was recommended by Jiang Hao to treat Ding Ye in order to repay his kindness, otherwise he would not have appeared here. However, unlike those people, he did not have a special seat for the doctor, let alone a name tag to introduce him. When he got to the living room, he didn't even know where to sit.

Jiang Hao also seemed to feel a little embarrassed, she pulled Ning Tao into an inconspicuous corner, and deliberately found a topic, "There is actually a Taoist priest, isn't this a rush to the doctor?"

Ning Tao whispered: "Don't say that, Taoism also has medical skills, Taoism is the state religion of our Chinese nation, and there are also magic and fairy arts, which are very powerful." ”

Jiang Hao looked at Ning Tao with strange eyes, "You are a medical student from a medical university, you still believe this?"

Ning Tao smiled, "I believe it, why don't you believe it?"

He himself is a cultivator, and he has cured a new demon, how can he not believe in Taoism? Just the old Taoist priest who sits on the chair of the Taishi in the living room and looks thin and closes his eyes to recuperate can do medical skills, magic magic and immortal arts, he doesn't know this.

Just as Ning Tao was looking at the old Taoist, the old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ning Tao's side. His eyes are very special, giving people a sense of perspective, as if they can penetrate people's souls.

Ning Tao couldn't help but move in his heart, "This old Taoist priest's eyes are so strange, could it be that he found something?"

Just when Ning Tao was thinking like this, the old Taoist priest closed his eyes again, and the essence just now seemed to be an illusion.

At this time, three people walked out of the corridor on the side of the living room, and in the middle was a young man in his early thirties, with a national face, a strong and straight figure, and the whole person gave people a feeling of "hard state", and it could be seen at a glance that he was a soldier.

This young man is Ding Congjun.

Entering the living room with Ding Congjun was a white doctor, and a young man with his hair tied in a bun and wearing a linen and Tang costume. The young man was also in his early thirties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, with fair skin and handsome skin, giving the impression of a very high-level person.

The white doctor said something to the man in Tang costume as he walked, and then the man in Tang costume translated the white doctor's words to Ding Congjun.

Ding Congjun stopped in the middle of the living room, his expression was solemn, he didn't see Jiang Hao and Ning Tao standing in an inconspicuous corner.

The people waiting in the living room got up and walked towards Ding Congjun, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

Jiang Hao said: "Let's go over and listen to it too." ”

Ning Tao nodded and walked over with Jiang Hao.

At this time, the man in Tang costume said again, "Dr. Sean said that only by sending the old man to Wellington Hospital, he can't cure the old man's illness in Huaguo, what should I do, let's take the decision from the military brother himself." ”

Ding Congjun's brows furrowed, "Brother Huaying, you don't know the old man's temper, he fought with the so-called United Nations Army on the peninsula battlefield, he has no good impression of the West, if he knows that I sent him to Britain for treatment, he has to scold me to death." ”

Outside the crowd, Jiang Hao leaned into Ning Tao's ear and whispered: "The person in Tang costume is called Fan Huaying, and he is a figure with all means. ”

Ning Tao just nodded, not very interested.

Fan Huaying said again, "Brother Congjun, Wellington Hospital is currently the best private hospital in the world, and Dr. Sean is the best brain general practitioner in Wellington Hospital, his advice will not be wrong, you should think about it." ”

Ding Congjun's face was full of hesitation.

"That British doctor is too unparticular about what he says, isn't it?" An old Chinese medicine doctor named Yan Song said loudly: "I don't want to say anything about his suggestion that Old Man Ding go to England for treatment, but he can't cure the old man's illness in China, so I don't agree with this." Our Chinese medical skills have a history of thousands of years, when will it be the turn of Western doctors to make irresponsible remarks?"

"Elder Yan, Dr. Sean was invited by me, he is a straight person, if there is any offense, I will apologize for him, what do you think, we can talk privately later, what do you think?" Fan Huaying said.

Yan Song hugged his fist and said politely: "Mr. Fan is polite, I didn't think about what I said, which made Mr. Fan smile." ”

Ning Tao was curious in his heart, he had read this Yan Song's introduction in a medical journal, known as the "Holy Hand of the World", which was very remarkable, but he didn't expect to be so polite to this Fan Huaying, as if he was afraid of offending. He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of person is this Fan Huaying?

Ding Congjun looked at Yan Song, "Elder Yan, you have also seen your father, I want to hear your opinion." ”

Yan Song was silent for a moment before he said, "I was the first person to see Old Man Ding, but ...... Please forgive Yan's incompetence, I can't diagnose the cause of Old Man Ding, I have never seen such a disease in my life. ”

Ding Congjun's gaze swept over the faces of the doctors, "You have all seen your father's condition, can anyone give a correct diagnosis?" ”

No one made a sound, and the living room was silent.

Only then did Ning Tao understand that these doctors had already treated Ding Ye. The decent one is that he is the one who is late, and the undignified one is that he is the one who is ignored. Ding Congjun may have just been hindered by Jiang Hao's kind promise to come to see Ding Ye, but he forgot about him as soon as he turned around.

Fan Huaying said: "Qing Shui Dao Chief, why don't you try it." ”

The Taoist who was still sitting on the Taishi's chair closed his eyes and recuperated opened his eyes, he glanced at Fan Huaying, nodded, and then got up and walked towards the corridor. He didn't say a word the whole time. That look, that attitude, like everyone owes him money.

As soon as Ning Tao's mind moved, his eyes and nose instantly entered a state of looking and smelling. In his sight, a cloud of colorful qi appeared on the body of Daoist Qing Shui, and there was also a little bit of white qi, swimming in his precedent weather like a spiritual snake, full of spirituality.

With just one glance, Ning Tao got the answer he wanted, and he secretly said in his heart: "This Qingshui Dao Master is really unusual, he has the aura emitted by spiritual power on his body, but his aura is mixed and impure, and he can't be regarded as a real cultivator." ”

Qing Shui Dao Chief, who had just entered the entrance of the corridor, suddenly looked back in the direction where Ning Tao was, his eyes were sharp, giving people a little eagle-eyed wolf look.

Ning Tao smiled slightly from the Qingshui Dao Chief, and at the same time terminated the state of seeing and smelling his eyes and nose.

At this moment, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the head of the Qing Shui Dao, as if he had an uncertain doubt about some kind of judgment. But for only a second or two, he withdrew his gaze and walked towards the room at the end of the hallway.

Jiang Hao touched Ning Tao's arm, "Follow me." ”

Ning Tao nodded, and followed Jiang Hao to Ding Congjun. Even if it is a neglected doctor in the rivers and lakes, he has come here, and he can't go home because he is ignored, right?

"Brother Congjun, I brought Dr. Ning here. Jiang Hao introduced Ning Tao to Ding Congjun a few steps away.

Ding Congjun's eyes then moved to Jiang Hao's body, and then from Jiang Hao's body to Ning Tao's body. Seeing Ning Tao's casual clothes, as well as the shabby little medicine box in his hand, and his age in his twenties, his brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

Ning Tao saw it in his eyes, but there was no reaction on his face. He is so young, and when they meet for the first time, it is normal for a character like Ding Congjun to be a little suspicious.

Fan Huaying's gaze also fell on Ning Tao's body, which was different from Ding Congjun's reaction, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Hao walked in front of Ding Congjun with a smile on his face, "Brother Congjun, this is what I told you about Doctor Ning, he can cure Uncle Ding's illness." ”

"Cured?" Ding Congjun looked at Ning Tao with strange eyes, "He's so young...... Can he?"

Jiang Hao said: "Brother Congjun, don't you know how amazing Dr. Ning's medical skills are, my father was paralyzed by a stroke, and the hospital was not treated, but he pierced my father with a few silver needles, and ......."

"Little girl, what are you kidding?" Yan Song interrupted Jiang Hao's words, with a questioning expression, "He was paralyzed by a stroke, and he pierced it with a few silver needles?"

Jiang Hao said: "Not only my father, but Dr. Ning also cured a mentally ill patient who Chen Guojun was helpless. ”

"What?" Yan Song's reaction was like being stepped on, "Chen Guojun is helpless patients, he can also cure them?"

Jiang Hao stretched out three fingers, and his tone was proud, "And it's cured in three hours." ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the living room.

"No, this young man is really that powerful?"

"Our Chinese medical community says that it is not big, and it is not small when such a young miracle doctor came out, why don't I even have any news?"

"I think it's bragging, how can there be such a miraculous medical skill?"

There is everything that is said, but no one believes it.

Yan Song looked at Ning Tao and said in the tone of an elder: "Young people should be down-to-earth, which school did you come from? Or, who is your master?"