"You?" The translator looked at the place where the voice came out, and found that the person who spoke was actually a hairy boy, and scoffed: "What are you?" What qualifies you to say such things? Mr. Wilson's daughter, can you still help him see a doctor? Besides, even these two experienced doctors don't have a problem, what good method can you come up with with with your pig head? ”

Even Huang Xinghan secretly blamed Zheng Yichen: "Why did Director Jiang bring such a reckless assistant, people are already angry, and you still ran over to add fuel to the fire, isn't this a deliberate troublemaker?" ”

When Zheng Yichen heard Jiang Guohui's consultation and the conclusion of his illness, he was already more than eighty percent sure of the treatment of Wilson's stomach pain, but there were two veteran doctors present, and he was also very knowledgeable and kept silent, not planning to express any opinions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It wasn't until I heard the interpreter say that Wilson was going to an important meeting, and there was no time to take a drip, and seeing the ugly faces of the two of them, it was like a dead father, based on the heart of a doctor who was anxious for the patient's urgency, abandoned his prejudices about them, and recommended himself. ”

The translator said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense! Mr. Wilson couldn't attend the meeting, and you shouldn't think about it. Anyway, he is dining here and has an accident, it is the responsibility of your hotel, and we will ask a lawyer to sue you for bankruptcy. ”

Zheng Yichen grinned: "Haha, I'm so scared, anyway, I'm not an employee of this hotel, and I have no interest." ”

Chen Yong shouted: "Yichen! Shut up! ”

Zheng Yichen stopped talking, only then did he find that Huang Xinghan and the two cheongsam girls were next to him, and the collapse of the White Swan Hotel had nothing to do with him, but there were thousands of people who would lose their jobs because of this, including the three people in front of him.

The anger in his heart was extinguished at once, and he whispered to the three of them, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that. ”

Huang Xinghan said abruptly: "It's nothing, you're just expounding a fact." Suddenly, he took two swift steps and came to the interpreter, his face grim.

The interpreter was startled by his expression, thinking that he was annoyed and angry, and wanted to beat himself, but took a step back and said in a trembling voice, "You...... What do you want? If you dare to do it, I'll ...... I'm not afraid of you. ”

Huang Xinghan bent his knees slightly, knelt on the red carpet, and kowtowed his head heavily: "Mr. Translator, please, intercede with Mr. Wilson and ask him not to sue our hotel." ”

Even if there was a soft carpet across the concrete floor, Zheng Yichen could still hear a muffled sound, which shows how heavy Huang Xinghan's kowtow was!

He really had nothing to do, so he didn't hesitate to grovel to this disgusting translator, just in exchange for a glimmer of life in the hotel!

The two girls behind him were in tears, and they also knelt down, kowtowing: "Please, don't sue the hotel, we can't live without this job." ”

Jiang Guohui couldn't stand it, the wine was surging, and he pulled Huang Xinghan up: "Old Huang, get up for me!" This violent pull failed to shake Huang Xinghan's figure.

Jiang Guohui made another move, Huang Xinghan reached out and pulled down his hands on his shoulders, bowed his head and said, "Director Jiang, you don't care about me." ”

Only then did the translator know that Huang Xinghan was planning to kneel down and plead for mercy, and his face was raised again, and he said in a vicious voice: "Hmph! Don't act in front of me, you people, kneeling down is as simple as eating, it seems that this kind of thing has happened in this hotel, we must investigate it to the end! ”

As if something in his body had exploded all at once, Zheng Yichen finally couldn't hold it back, and said fiercely: "Enough!" He walked up to Wilson.

The translator had sharp eyes, reached out and grabbed Zheng Yichen's collar, preventing him from continuing forward, and scolded loudly: "What are you doing here?" Intended to be against Mr. Wilson? ”

As soon as the words fell, his eyes went dark, and then the fist wind hit his face, a sharp straight punch and his nose came into close contact, his nose bleeded wildly, drawing two beautiful parabolas, and tears couldn't stop sliding.

He covered his nose, pointed at Zheng Yichen angrily and said, "You barbarian, you dare to beat me, I will definitely sue you, you wash your ass and wait for jail!" ”

"Anyway, if you're going to sue, then I'll make a good deal." Zheng Yichen pulled out his legs in a row, hitting both of his knees, and the translator screamed miserably, and fell to the ground straight.

Zheng Yichen's face was full of anger, and he didn't look at the translator who was kneeling beside him, and walked straight to Wilson, Wilson's face showed anger, pointing at Zheng Yichen and preparing to say words starting with f, Zheng Yichen's hand was like an iron hoop, and he clasped his two hands tightly, and pressed the other hand on Wilson's upper abdomen, using massage techniques, rubbing and pressing.

The interpreter was loyal to the Lord, thinking that Zheng Yichen was going to be unfavorable to Wilson, and while scolding Zheng Yichen, he struggled to come over, his knee injury was too serious, and he could only use his hands instead of feet, supporting his body to move forward slowly, and shouting in his mouth: "Mr. Wilson, I'll come over soon." "Look as funny as you want, no longer arrogant and domineering.

Wilson was clasped by Zheng Yichen's hands, at first desperately trying to break free, but later found that under Zheng Yichen's pushing, the pain in his abdomen was greatly reduced, and he was surprised that he no longer struggled, Zheng Yichen noticed that he gave up his intention to resist, nodded with satisfaction, let go of the arm that imprisoned him, used both hands, and relieved the pain for him with skillful massage techniques.

At this time, Jiang Guohui finally helped Huang Xinghan up with the help of Chen Yong, and the three of them also saw Wilson's expression change from anger to brows, and looked at each other, almost unable to believe their eyes.

After the translator was hit by Zheng Yichen in the nose, his eyes were covered with a layer of water, and others could see things clearly, he couldn't look too closely, naturally he didn't find that Wilson was fully cooperating with Zheng Yichen's treatment, he struggled forward, and finally arrived at Wilson's side, his fierce face was revealed, and he raised his fist to hit Zheng Yichen's waist.

Zheng Yichen turned his back to the translator, and couldn't detect his sneak attack, but Wilson saw it, and hurriedly kicked it over, kicking the translator so straight that he couldn't stand upright, and at the same time he was angry and loudly reprimanded the translator.

The translator was stunned for a moment, and then when he heard Wilson's sentence reprimanding him, he trembled like chaff, and thought to himself, "What's the matter?" Mr. Wilson actually scolded me for hurting the doctor? This kid is a doctor? Mr. Wilson kicked me to protect him! ”

Jiang Guohui and others were also frightened by Wilson's kick, and they were about to step forward to stop them, so they decided to remain silent and wait and see what happened.

Three minutes later, Zheng Yichen's set of abdominal maneuvers was completed, and he returned to Jiang Guohui and others, Wilson's face was much better, and he was a little unsatisfied with Zheng Yichen's sudden withdrawal, he tried to move his body, but he still felt some pain in his stomach, and said a few words to the translator sitting on the side, the more the interpreter listened, the more ugly his face became, he struggled to stand up, limped to Zheng Yichen, and said in a low voice: "Doctor, Mr. Wilson, please help him massage his stomach again." ”

Zheng Yichen smiled proudly: "I took the initiative to ask for treatment just now, but you didn't give me a chance, and now you beg me for treatment, I'm not happy anymore." ”

The translator said with a bitter face: "My mouth is cheap, I am palmed, please treat Mr. Wilson." He pleaded as he vigorously slapped himself so loudly that it was not loud.

It's not for nothing that he works so hard, Wilson is watching coldly, although he can't hear what they are talking about, but he also knows that the arrogant and domineering interpreter has offended everyone present, and his instructions to the interpreter are at any cost, and he must invite Zheng Yichen to treat himself, otherwise the interpreter will wait to lose his job.

Until the translator's face was three points swollen than a pig's head, Zheng Yichen smiled and asked the two cheongsam girls with tears on their faces: "Beauty, are you relieved?" ”

The two girls looked at each other and smiled, with pear blossoms on their faces, and this smile was also as bright as a peach and plum, and whispered: "It's very relieving and powerful." ”

Zheng Yichen then spoke: "From your slap, I heard your sincerity. Well, I promised to treat him, but on one condition. ”

The translator looked happy and said very happily: "As long as you agree, don't say one condition, even if it's ten, it's no problem." ”

Zheng Yichen said with a smile: "Manager Huang knelt down for you just now, you said he was acting, I want to ask you to act once now, and also kowtow to Manager Huang." ”

The translator breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "So that's the case, it's simple." He didn't say a word, knelt down on his knees in front of Huang Xinghan, grinned in pain, bent over and kowtowed, and got up quickly, as if kneeling to others was as simple as eating and drinking water every day.

Zheng Yichen was dumbfounded, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Talent!" I knelt down without thinking about it, and sure enough, I was brave and loyal, and I was dedicated to the Lord. ”

The translator salivated and said, "Doctor, you have already knelt down according to your request, can you please hurry up and treat Mr. Wilson's stomach." ”

Zheng Yichen nodded and said, "I have always been very honest in my words, and I say everything and everything. You first ask him if he has been angry for no reason in recent times, his chest is tight, and sometimes he can't help but sigh, and after sighing, he feels more comfortable. ”

The translator was suspicious, thinking what kind of problem this was, but he still translated it to Wilson, Wilson's color changed greatly after listening to it, he has been unhappy for promotion in the past two months, he often loses his temper, sighs, and the symptoms are exactly the same as what Zheng Yichen asked, and he said in his heart that this person is really a miracle doctor! It seems that not only can the stomach pain be cured, but even the short-tempered mood disease can be treated, and he hurriedly said a few words.

When the interpreter heard Wilson's answer, he looked at Zheng Yichen differently, he was with Wilson for at least ten hours a day, but he didn't know that Wilson had this kind of emotional change in the past month, Zheng Yichen seemed to him like an immortal of an unpredictable prophet.

"Mr. Wilson said it was, and asked if you could cure it with it." The interpreter said in a respectful voice.

Zheng Yichen smiled lightly: "Of course I will help him treat it, stomach pain and his emotional illness are actually caused by the same cause in the final analysis!" ”

"What?" This time it was Jiang Guohui's turn not to be calm, he asked in a hurried tone: "Yichen, isn't he just a stomachache caused by diet?" How can it have something to do with an angry temper? ”

Zheng Yichen said: "Director Jiang, it can't be miscalculated as a stomach pain treatment in the field of Western medicine, and it can also be used to get rid of the disease, but the problem of spleen is not cured, and the stomach pain will soon recur." His stomach pain was mainly caused by the reversal of liver qi in the stomach! ”

"Liver Qi...... Guilty of stomach? Jiang Guohui was a little confused, what does stomach pain have to do with the liver?