Under the leadership of Bruce, Zhong Hou took Wanqiu and Fang Zhi towards the agreed place. Zhong Hou walked in front, the style was huge, Bruce followed behind Zhong Hou with a smile on his face, the flattery on his face could almost drip into a stream, and now he admired Zhong Hou even more, the magical oriental medicine and the mysterious oriental kung fu, this young man who didn't look big was playing very slippery, and no one couldn't help but admire it.

As he walked, Bruce briefed Zhong Hou on the situation. In the past few years, Bruce has been carrying out an all-round attack on Chinese medicine, and it is rare to have such a force and a long duration, and it is natural that he has formed a small circle of his own on the Internet, and most of the circles are victims of the death of Chinese medicine back then, and the groups they formed occasionally meet offline. Bruce had also participated in the past, but most of the time it was just a flash, after all, his appearance was really scary.

Today, this guy is wearing a 'flower' plaid shirt, his hair is shiny, and he looks very handsome. When he was about to get to the place, Bruce walked over first, opened the 'door' and motioned for Zhong Hou and the two beautiful 'women' to go in first, and waited until the three of them went in, and then slowly followed behind.

It was 10:30 a.m., and most of the people at the party had already arrived, scattered in twos and threes, and each of them was 'exchanging heads' and ears. As soon as I looked up and saw several people walking in, the scene suddenly became unusually quiet.

It took a long time for someone to recognize Bruce, whistle and exclaim, "Bruce, you've really recovered, it's really amazing, so handsome." Are these people around you the Chinese medicine practitioners who treat you, I really can't see that they are so young. "The man who spoke was a young man and very friendly.

Bruce heard this young man's flattery, laughed, and went up to the bear to hug him: "Little Bush, I haven't seen you for a long time, look at my uncle so young, isn't it very stressful." Don't worry, I'll try not to move around where you live, so as not to take away the little girl's heart. By the way, let's introduce it, this is Zhong Hou, the famous Chinese doctor who cured me, and the famous figure in Reagan City during this period of time. Ten famous doctors in Reagan, who led Chinese medicine to fight against Western medicine and won the victory, are all Zhong Hou's masterpieces, let's get to know them. ”

Many people still have doubts in their hearts, but seeing that Bruce has really recovered, they are much more relieved, and when they see Bruce's introduction, they also stand up one by one, most of them are relatives of patients, and a small number of them are patients themselves, more or less related to the events of the year, and now I heard that someone is willing to take responsibility for that matter, so they are naturally willing. Twisting it all the time is useless.

Of course, not everyone is so harmonious, and soon, a mighty middle-aged man stood up and said coldly: "Bruce, in vain I have always regarded you as a good friend, today I can see through you, your so-called criticism of Chinese medicine is all an illusion." You disappointed me so much, such a small favor bought you off, isn't it just to cure you, this is what they should do! If you hurt, you have to remedy it, no matter where you are, it's like this. Don't you feel aggrieved that you actually stood up and shouted for Chinese medicine because of this? After so many years of hard life, everyone looked at you with strange eyes, and that's it?"

This mighty man seems to know Bruce very well, and in just a few words, it came to Bruce's heart, and this 'flowery' beautiful uncle's eyes were a little red, and he suddenly remembered his miserable pickle girl career. Yes, those days were really dark, and the 'women' hid when they met, and I was pitiful of my love for the saints, and I was reduced to this. Bruce felt something, and was about to echo a sentence, when he suddenly remembered that he was now Zhong Hou's follower, and suddenly swallowed the words that came to his mouth quietly, and laughed dryly: "Anster, you can't say that, I want to ask you, is it meaningful that you are still immersed in the pain of the past? The pain still exists, you can't let it go away." Rather than this, it is better to let Doctor Zhong Hou treat you, his request is also very simple, I just hope that you will not have such a big prejudice against Chinese medicine. ”

The face of this middle-aged and powerful man named Anster softened slightly, but he still snorted and said: "Why don't you let us not be prejudiced, because of Chinese medicine, my old father used to be a good person, but now he can't take care of himself, you can never know that kind of hardship, how can you let us not be prejudiced? You say, you say, you say." ”

Anster's emotions were 'agitated', and he looked at Zhong Hou viciously, Chinese medicine in the world is a family, as long as it is Chinese medicine, there is no good person.

Seeing that Bruce was about to speak, Zhong Hou pulled him away, walked up to Anster, and said with a hint of a smile: "Is it okay for me to ask you a question before I talk to you." Okay, you didn't shake your head, I'll take you by default. One day, a guy named Bruce Joanna beat you up and ran away, so this person must be your enemy, right? Well, okay, and then one day, you met a guy named Anster Joanna, and I wanted to ask you what you would do with him?"

Anst glanced at Zhong Hou with disdain: "This person doesn't know me, why should I deal with him and be dissatisfied with him." ”

When Zhong Hou heard this, he clapped his hands and said aggrievedly: "Great." Well, we don't know each other, so why are you unhappy with me? In the past, no matter what you wanted, it was other Chinese medicine practitioners who treated you, and it was other Chinese medicine practitioners who had problems, so what did it have to do with me, a Chinese medicine practitioner. You buy a bad chicken egg in the supermarket, is it true that the supermarket has all the chicken eggs? If you insist on that, then well, we can't talk about it today. Hey, I wanted to do a little bit to help everyone, but now it seems that everyone doesn't need my help, let's go. ”

Zhong Hou sighed, looking very sorry, turned around and prepared to leave.

One step, two steps, three steps, Zhong Hou walked extremely resolutely. Bruce wondered, wondering, did Zhong Hou have given up, this is not in line with his style. Just as he was in doubt, one suddenly shouted, "Mr. Zhong Hou, please wait." “

As soon as Bruce was overjoyed, he immediately turned his head, thinking to himself, Zhong Hou should be happy this time. Who knew that when he looked at Zhong Hou, he saw him looking at Bush Jr. who shouted out with an unhappy face, and said very unceremoniously: "This gentleman, do you have anything important? If not, I have to leave, I think if I hurry up, I can still catch up for lunch." The taste of Chinese food is beyond your imagination, lion's head, tomato fried 'chicken' eggs, just think about it makes people feel very appetizing. Zhong Hou even 'licked' his mouth and lips, and it could be seen that he was really urgent.

Bush Jr. paused for a moment, he originally thought that if he threw out an olive branch at this time, Zhong Hou would be very happy to accept it, so that he could win more benefits, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. Zhong Hou didn't think of himself as a dish at all, and it seemed that his patience had been exhausted by that idiot of Anster. Bush Jr. had actually thought it through in the short time that Zhong Hou had spoken, and yes, Zhong Hou was right. Zhong Hou is willing to stand up, that is his kindness, not an obligation, let alone a duty. So it was very important to seize this opportunity, but at that time I was a little greedy, hoping to grab more benefits, and now it seems that I am lifting a stone and shooting myself in the foot.

Bush Jr. figured out the joints and immediately made up his mind that he could not hesitate any longer, his uncle and father were all victims of the death of traditional Chinese medicine, one could not exert force in the waist, and the other bladder was affected, these two people are now less than 50 years old, and it is really a pity not to treat them.

"Mr. Zhong Hou, I think the 'chicken' egg theory you just said is very correct. I believe that Zhong Hou is now a very good Chinese medicine practitioner, I am willing to accept the kindness of Mr. Zhong Hou, my uncle and father will ask you for treatment, if it is cured, I can even pay some expenses. Bush Jr. was still very sincere, and although he knew that Zhong Hou would not ask for any fees, he still raised this point.

Zhong Hou nodded with satisfaction, although this young man is not big, but he is much more sensible than that Anster, what my brother needs is such a young man who understands right and wrong, knows good and evil.

"Okay, I can help you treat your loved ones, here is my contact information, you make an appointment as soon as possible, I haven't been here for long. There are still many people in our country waiting for me to be treated. To tell you the truth, many officials in our Huaxia Kingdom called me every day during this time, and without me, they didn't seem to feel very comfortable, hehe. ”

Anyway, there is no need to pay taxes to brag, so Zhong Hou bragged to himself. It's actually a strategy, creating a sense of urgency that others will cherish more.

Bush Jr. held Zhong Hou's business card tightly in his hand, and his heart was full of happiness.

Hearing that Zhong Hou would not be able to stay in Reagan for a few days, some people immediately hesitated. At this time, another person made a decisive move, he ran to Zhong Hou, and said embarrassedly: "Doctor Zhong Hou, may I also treat it." Ah, yes, okay, please give me the contact information, I'll be able to contact you at any time, right. Great, thank you very much. ”

With one person to drive, the rest of the people were immediately not calm, and rushed up one by one, for fear that they would become the last unlucky ones, and it would be miserable for Zhong Hou to leave at that time. This kind of thing is originally after this village, and there is no such shop.

After a while, the two hundred business cards printed by Zhong Hou were gone, and the rest of the people took out their notebooks one by one and wrote down Zhong Hou's number.

Anster was surrounded by twenty or thirty people, looking at the crazy rush to grab Zhong Hou's number here, and his face was a little hesitant. Finally, he still lowered his head weakly: "Whoever wants to go, go it." ”