"O!" The stewardess screamed, and then said angrily: "What are you? ”

Song Jian took a step back, then shrugged his shoulders towards the two security guards, and said, "I just want to explain the effect of acupuncture for you." ”

The small-breasted stewardess sneered: "What effect, is it like being pricked by a mosquito?" Haha, if you say that, I ...... too."

Before she could finish speaking, the woman collapsed to the ground with a thud, her slender legs squirming weakly.

The two security guards were startled, one of them hurriedly stepped forward to support the flight attendant, and the other security guard looked at Song Jian, and his fingers couldn't help but put his fingers on the standard pistol on his waist.

The stewardess pointed at Song Jian and said, "You...... What have you done to me? ”

Song Jian said: "I'm just letting you know the effect of acupuncture, don't worry, this is just temporary paralysis, you can take off your high heels, move your feet, and it is estimated that it will be fine." ”

The stewardess hurriedly took off her shoes, her little hands kept beating on her calves, and after a while, her legs stopped twitching and were completely fine.

Song Jian picked up the hat and newspaper on the table, and said to the stewardess: "This is acupuncture, I hope you can remember it." ”

As he spoke, Song Jian strode out of the cabin, and the woman beside him hesitated for a moment, then grabbed the small bag on the table, followed behind Song Jian, and walked out.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble," the woman glanced sideways at Song Jian.

Song Jian smiled and said, "Just because you owe me a love." ”

The woman frowned unconsciously.

Song Jian smiled: "Just kidding, seeing your expression, I guess you don't want to tell me your contact information, hey, forget it, just let me do Lei Feng." ”

After speaking, Song Jian had already left in great strides.

The woman looked at Song Jian's back and was slightly stunned.

Out of the airport's security gate, Song Jian looked into the hall, at this time, most of the passengers and receptionists had already left, and there were still a few sparse entrances looking at the entrance of the passage.

Song Jian walked over and saw a beautiful girl wearing denim cropped pants and glasses, holding a small sign in her hand that read "Mr. Song".

"This should be here to pick me up, I didn't expect to send a student girl over," Song Jian rubbed his nose, then strode over with his backpack on his back.

The girl was still looking at the exit of the passage, she glanced at Song Jian, puzzled for a moment, and then continued to look behind Song Jian.

Song Jian walked up to the girl, stopped, and said, "Hello, may I ask if it is the ...... of Qilu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

The girl "o" for a moment, and looked Song Jian up and down through the lenses with a pair of big eyes, "You...... Are you Mr. Song of Siyuan Group? ”

Song Jian nodded, took out a postcard from his pocket, and handed it to the girl.

After reading it, the girl scratched her head embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Mr. Song, I didn't expect you to be so ...... Young, huh. ”

Song Jian was also amused by the girl, and said, "Let's go, let's talk while walking." ”

Two into, walking towards the outside of the airport.

"Mr. Song, I am your full-time receptionist, my name is Jiang Yan, and Professor Ouyang Ke is my teacher," Jiang Yan said, she should be a graduate student, and she has not had much contact with society, and she is still a little nervous when she speaks at this time.

Song Jian laughed and said, "You call me Song Jian, count it, we are about the same age." ”

Jiang Yan let out a "hmm", her fingers slightly lifted her glasses, although she should be twenty-five or sixteen years old, but looking at her dress and expression, she looked like a college student in her early twenties.

Outside the airport, Jiang Yan said slightly shyly: "I don't know how to drive yet, so I can only take a taxi." ”

The two intercepted a taxi, and in about 20 minutes, the taxi arrived at the new campus of Qilu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Since the new campus is in the Changqing area of Jinan City, Qilu Province, this place used to be a rural, newly opened university town, so the various facilities are not very perfect, but there are also advantages, that is, the transportation is convenient, the entry is relatively small, living here, except for a small part of the local entry, the others are students of major universities, this place is also designed in accordance with the specifications of the university town.

"Mr. Song, now that the new students are about to enroll, my teacher has been in a meeting, so let me receive you first, I will take you to the hotel first, and in the evening, my teacher will pick you up and wash the dust." Jiang Yan turned his head sideways to Song Jiandao.

Song Jian gouged out his ears and said, "Everything is up to your teacher's arrangement, but you really just call me Song Jian." ”

"Hmm," Jiang Yan bowed her head in agreement.

The taxi stopped at the Mingfu Hotel, not far from Qilu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which is the only four-star hotel near the university town.

Jiang Yan and Song Jian got out of the car and entered the Mingfu Hotel, Jiang Yan went to the counter, asked for the room that had been booked, handed the room card to Song Jian, and said, "Song ...... Jian, you go up and rest first, I'll go back first, and I'll pick you up again in the afternoon. By the way, do you know how to drive? ”

Song Jian nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Okay, I'll drive over in the afternoon, but I'm driving at this level, and I can only walk like a snail, so I have to ask you to sit in the driver's seat yourself." Jiang Yan smiled embarrassedly.

Song Jian nodded and said, "No problem." It's convenient for you. ”

Jiang Yan left, Song Jian entered the room, after eating something, took a shower, rested, about five o'clock, Song Jian's mobile phone rang, it was Jiang Yan calling, she was already waiting under the hotel.

Song Jian changed into sportswear and walked down, and at the door, Jiang Yan was standing next to a Santana waiting.

Saying hello to Jiang Yan, Song Jian took the key and walked to the driver's seat, Jiang Yan got into the passenger seat, she also changed her skirt, and looked much more mature and generous.

"Go ahead, then turn left, it's the clinic outside our school, my teacher's outpatient clinic this afternoon, after the outpatient clinic, we'll eat together," Jiang Yan said.

Song Jian drove Santana to a clinic, the clinic hung the sign of the outpatient department of Qilu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, this clinic is newly built, because there are not many residents nearby, and there is still some distance from the city center, so there is no large hospital nearby. Qilu University of Traditional Chinese Medicine decided to set up such a TCM outpatient department, and the people who came to see a doctor were all professors from the university, and seven or eight out of ten were students from various universities in the university town.

Song Jian and Jiang Yan got out of the car and walked to the outpatient department, as soon as they entered the clinic, Song Jian was startled, and there were more than 70 patients in the queue.

Jiang Yan frowned and said, "Why are there so many o, let's go and see." ”

Two entered the third room of the outpatient department, and inside, an old man with sparse gray hair was feeling his pulse and asking about his condition.

Jiang Yan looked at it and muttered in a low voice, "Why is it my teacher who is left, what about Professor Wang?" ”

After reading the sick old man with thinning hair, he stood up and nodded towards Song Jian, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, Professor Wang has something to do temporarily, and I have to finish prescribing to these children before it can be over." ”

Song Jian nodded and smiled, "Senior Ouyang is too polite. ”

Ouyang Ke sat down again, pointed to the table next to him, and said, "Jiang Yan, you also come, sit for a consultation." ”

"Yes, teacher," Jiang Yan sat down beside Ouyang Ke, a girl who was originally quite shy, and when she sat down at the table, she immediately straightened her face, with the demeanor of a little doctor.

Song Jian thought for a while and said, "That's it, I'll also help you share some of the burden." ”

With that, Song Jian sat down at a table behind Ouyang Ke.

Ouyang Ke obviously still has some distrust of Song Jian, he is already very surprised to see Song Jian so young, plus Song Jian is the boss of Siyuan Group, a boss, how can he have time to learn Chinese medicine, a rich young man, let alone sink down to really learn this medical skill.

Seeing that Song Jian was going to go into battle in person, Ouyang Ke was slightly uneasy, but he was embarrassed to directly refuse Song Jian's request.

Jiang Yan also looked at Song Jian strangely.

Song Jian knew that Ouyang Ke, the old man, would not trust him, so he stretched out his hand and beckoned to a sick man.

The patient was a female student, her face was slightly pale, her eyes were red, and her expression was a little tired, Song Jian just glanced over, and already understood that this female student was an insomnia, he took the pulse of this female student, and said, "Do you have insomnia at night?" Sometimes irritable but inexplicably sad? Delayed menstruation is small and light? ”

The schoolgirl's face flushed slightly, and she whispered, "Yes." ”

Song Jian nodded and said, "I'll look at your tongue, well, do you have any other symptoms?" ”

The schoolgirl shook her head, "You've told you everything, doctor." ”

The other patients looked at Song Jian in surprise, Ouyang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his old face, he knew that this was Song Jian's intention to show his medical skills, Bi Jing Chinese medicine to see a doctor, to hope for the combination of four diagnoses, among them, smell, is to listen to the patient, ask, is to take the initiative to ask about the patient, now Song Jian just used the diagnosis and pulse diagnosis, and said the symptoms of the illness clearly, which shows that Song Jian's medical skills are good, or rather, very good.

Ouyang Ke nodded, and then began to look at the patient number, Jiang Yan was even more surprised when she heard that Song Jian could say that the symptoms of illness were good, she couldn't understand how a young boss like Song Jian could understand Chinese medicine. You must know that Jiang Yan is twenty-five years old today, but she has been in contact with traditional Chinese medicine since she was eleven years old, and after she went to college at the age of eighteen, she memorized the classics every year, followed the teacher's clinical practice, and looked through the medical cases of previous doctors, and she didn't even have time to fall in love. Even with such hard work, Jiang Yan's medical skills only reached the standard of "entry" in Ouyang Ke's mouth.

The three of them went to see a doctor together, and the speed became faster, especially Song Jian, the speed of seeing a doctor was on par with Ouyang Ke, mainly because most of these patients were students, and the students' diseases were relatively single, with many diseases such as depression, insomnia, and Zhongqi deficiency, and Song Jian was still very sure of the treatment.

When Jiang Yan saw a sick number, she stopped, she asked a few words, and then turned to Ouyang Ke and said, "Teacher, I'm ...... I don't understand a little, how to treat this patient, she said that she always feels a breath rushing up from the lower abdomen. ”

Ouyang Ke raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yan, then looked at the sick person, and then glanced at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan has been following Ouyang Ke for three years, of course she understands what Ouyang Ke meant, she got up, came to Song Jian's side with the sick person, and said, "Song Jian, this sick person, please debate it, I am not sure about it." ”