This meeting was really a happy result, and the vast majority of people were willing to seize this opportunity. Zhong Hou's reputation is there, he must be different from those previous Chinese medicine practitioners, he has real talent and learning, they believe in Zhong Hou. Originally, Zhong Hou's method of making appointments was to create a sense of tension and competition, but now it seems that there is no need for it. With so many people scattered all over Reagan City, if Zhong Hou went to the 'door' one by one, it would take a lot of work.

Therefore, Zhong Hou decided that he would continue to heal these people in this place, starting from the next day. Of course, the previous registration order is still valid, so this can be regarded as a reward. If you support me, I'll give you the sweetness, procrastinating, I'm sorry, you just go to the back, it's your turn to say it's your turn.

The only thing that made Zhong Hou a little regretful was that Anster and several people around him finally chose to leave. To such a person, Zhong Hou can only say sorry, I have released enough kindness, but you are still messing around, so I'm sorry, Uncle doesn't serve you anymore. Zhong Hou's demeanor and actions are getting tougher and tougher now, and he is no longer the kind of honest guy who first entered the city with a little bit of peace and quiet. Of course, his appearance still looks so honest, but this is just Zhong Hou's secret weapon, camouflaging 'color'.

The next day, Zhong Hou brought a group of Chinese medicine doctors to the agreed place. He didn't have the skills to treat so many people, so how tiring it would be.

Seeing that Zhong Hou had brought so many people over, the emotions of those victims were 'excited' one by one, but it was Bush Jr. who stopped them and stood up to 'deal' with Zhong Hou. Zhong Hou listened to their worries, nodded from time to time, he had already expected this situation, at that moment he took the microphone quietly, blew lightly twice, and saw that the microphone was not a quality problem, so he began to speak slowly.

"To be honest, I understand you very well, because I have had this experience in the past, and I have had the same concerns as everyone else. That was when I was a child, once I had a cold, my grandfather is a very famous and 'colorful' Chinese medicine doctor, I asked him to treat me, but he waved his hand impatiently, saying that this 'handover' to your father is fine. Although my father also knows some medical skills, he is far worse than my grandfather. At that time, I cried and screamed to blackmail my grandfather to treat me, but my grandfather ignored me because there were people who were more seriously ill and needed to be treated. ”

"Later, I had no choice but to ask my dad to treat me. Who would have thought that under his treatment, I would soon be healthy. At that time, I was still very puzzled, obviously my father's medical skills are not good, how can he treat me so easily. It wasn't until I grew up that I understood the truth. Some minor diseases are really simple to treat, and there is basically no difference between experts and non-experts to treat them, and it is just a psychological effect. ”

"I cite this example here, not to say that I am a Chinese medicine practitioner who is 'colored', and the people I bring are not 'colored'. Rather, I want to tell you, in fact, sometimes you think it's complicated, and some problems are really simple, and these Chinese medicine I brought can be treated quickly, and I don't need to take action. I'm here today mainly to play a role in urging the audience, if anyone feels that the treatment results are not satisfied, can come to me. Okay, okay?"

Zhong Hou's words came out, and suddenly the crowd of 'commotion' became a little quiet, everyone is a reasonable person, what Zhong Hou said is very reasonable, and they are not good at making trouble unreasonably.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Zhong Hou struck while the iron was hot: "Okay, now we can divide into several groups according to the condition, come to me if you think it is particularly serious, and the others will go to see a Chinese medicine doctor." Again, if you feel dissatisfied, you can come to me. I'm sure you won't be disappointed, I bring very good Chinese medicine. ”

It was George W. Bush who took the lead, and there were two patients around him, one of whom was not very serious, so he casually found someone to treat him, and the other was seriously ill, so he slowly pushed the patient down to Zhong Hou. Seeing Bush Jr.'s move, others also took action, and soon, a long queue formed in front of the twenty Chinese medicine doctors brought by Zhong Hou. Zhong Hou has the most people in front of him, with more than two dozen people.

With a long sigh, looking at the person in front of him, Zhong Hou felt heavy in his heart. No matter what the reason is, the harm of these people is related to traditional Chinese medicine, and Zhong Hou can't ignore it. We must cure them all, Zhong Hou secretly decided in his heart.

The patient brought by Bush Jr. was an old man with gray hair, lying very weakly on the "bed," pressing his stomach with his hand from time to time, and then his brows were furrowed, and he was very painful.

Bush Jr. introduced on the side: "This is my father's eldest brother, who went to the Chinese medicine clinic to see a stomach problem, and then became like this. At the beginning, it was better, the stomach pain was basically bearable, but slowly it didn't work, and I could only lie on the 'bed' for the past two years, and it hurt when I moved. Doctor Zhong Hou, I know that you are a very caring person, and I hope that you will definitely cure my uncle. ”

Zhong Hou nodded with a serious expression and said, "Please rest assured, I will definitely do my best." After saying this, Zhong Hou stopped paying attention to others and devoted himself to his work. He first walked to the old man's side and began to cut his pulse, feeling the old man's pulse beating, while observing the old man's skin and eyes and his reaction to pain.

It took a lot of effort to take the pulse, Zhong Hou stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, it can still be treated." ”

Bush Jr. was overjoyed when he heard this, and almost jumped up, and he gestured to the old man excitedly: "You can be treated, you can, you really can, you don't have to lie on the 'bed' in the future." ”

An ugly smile appeared on the old man's shriveled face, and his lips squirmed with difficulty, uttering syllables that were obscure. Bush Jr. listened for a long time before he understood, looked at Zhong Hou and said with emotion: "Thank you so much, you must help me cure my uncle, my uncle said, he is tired of lying on the 'bed', if you can cure him, he is willing to pray for you every day in his lifetime." ”

Zhong Hou nodded: "I will treat him well." Rest assured. After saying this, Zhong Hou took out a long needle from the bag he was carrying, and began to disinfect it with wine 'essence'. Zhong Hou, who has a needle in his hand, is full of momentum to look at the world, and he seems to be the king of this time and space. His laughter is the laughter of all, and his sorrow is the sorrow of all. What he does always attracts the attention of others, and his gestures drive countless people crazy.

Sister Lin Shuang saw Zhong Hou treating people for the first time, watching his footsteps move, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the long needle in his hand seemed to have eyes, 'fine' and accurate 'insertion', so as to take it out without hesitation, the process was extremely sharp, and he would never drag mud and water.

"Sister, have you noticed Zhong Hou's pace, it's very interesting. Lin Shuang looked at Zhong Hou with sparkling eyes and said. Since he is ready to accept a person, he will try to find the merits in this person, and Lin Shuang did just that. After two days of in-depth excavation, many of Zhong Hou's advantages were mastered by her.

Lin Shuang's attitude was very cold: "It's good." ”

Lin Shuang grinned: "I think Zhong Hou's martial arts are also good, but unfortunately, there is a lack of teaching from a famous teacher, if I guide him, maybe there will be a big change." ”

Lin Shuang was silent, noncommittal, but there was a trace of anxiety in her look, and she didn't know what she was worried about.

Wanqiu and Fang knew that it was not the first time they had seen Zhong Hou's performance, but they were still dazzled by such a magic. Fang knew that it was a little better, and smiled reservedly on the side, occasionally slapping lightly to express his appreciation. Wanqiu is innocent, unabashed, and screams from time to time.

Fortunately, Zhong Houxin is like stopping water, and there is no 'wave' in the ancient well, otherwise it would be miserable if he was closest to her. But other people don't have such good basic skills as Zhong Hou, and one person pricked it with a needle, and it deviated a little, and he suddenly sighed in annoyance. At this time, Zhong Hou also took the needle, he glared at Wanqiu fiercely, Wanqiu playfully stretched out her little tongue, spit it out, retracted it again, and flashed behind Fang Zhi.

Zhong Hou shook his head helplessly, not knowing what to say. At this time, George W. Bush came up: "Doctor Zhong Hou, how is it?" ”

Zhong Hou smiled: "It's okay, the initial treatment effect is good, I'll prescribe you a 'medicine' prescription, you can find a few pairs of Chinese 'medicine' and boil it." By the way, this is a 'medicine' prescription, you must pay attention, this 'medicine' prescription should not be handled by others, otherwise I will not be responsible for any problems. After speaking, Zhong Hou raised the 'medicine' prescription in his hand, and said loudly: "I wrote the 'medicine' prescription on carbon paper, and I still have a stub in my hand, and everyone is optimistic about it." Remember to be present when boiling the 'medicine', and don't fake others, so as not to have an accident. I initially suspect that the Chinese medicine incident of that year was a ghost by someone, and I hope everyone can learn from it. Zhong Hou seized the opportunity to say this, as long as he could get a little clue, he didn't waste all his hard work.

The crowd was in an uproar, and those who had already prescribed the 'medicine' prescription hurriedly put away the 'medicine' prescription and carried it with them. Those who didn't prescribe 'medicine' were also whispering 'private', as if they were looking for clues about the events of the year, some things were a long time ago, and they didn't seem to care much at the time, and when Zhong Houyi said it, they suddenly became a little suspicious. Some people seem to have thought of something and have already started to call someone to ask.

After a while, a person dropped his mobile phone angrily: "Paralyzed, it's really that stinky woman! I said why did she suddenly divorce me, and suddenly she became rich again, it turned out that she had done such a lack of morality! If she wasn't far away in North America, I would definitely want her to look good." ”

What happened to this person was just the beginning, and then more people noticed the problem and began to shout and curse. A long time has passed since the events of that year, and some people have been asked again, or threatened, or 'lured' by profits, and their mouths are not so tight.