In Luoyang Commercial Street in Tianhai City, a shop covering an area of about 200 square meters is full of flower baskets in front of it.

"Is this it?" Uncle Tai Shan Yu came over according to Jiang Mao's positioning.

"Jidao Chinese Medicine Hall!"

Seeing the name above the shop, Uncle Tai Shan Yu was sure.

At this time, middle-aged men in suits and ties came in and out, most of them were accompanied by one or two attendants, and the attendants were still carrying gifts in their hands.

"It seems that the enemy has not yet appeared." Uncle Shanyu stood quietly in the crowd of onlookers, did not go in, and watched silently.

If an ordinary Chinese medicine hall opens, of course, there are not many onlookers, but now, all the people who come in and out are big people who can be named, and these people go to Tianhai to celebrate the opening of a small medical hall, and no one is curious.

"Hey, isn't that the boss of Tianfang Group, even he came." A flat-headed man was curious. "Who opened this medical center, could it be a miracle doctor who came back to care for the elderly?"

"What is the boss of Tianfang Group, you don't know, our deputy mayor of Tianhai has been here just now." A middle-aged man next to him said, "But I really know a little bit about the identity of the owner of this medical hall. ”

"Tell me about it." The nearby crowd all pricked up their ears.

"Yunhai Group knows." Middle-aged is a little proud.

"Could it be the Yunhai Group that is among the top three in Tianhai?" Several people around him exclaimed, and at the same time looked at the middle-aged man's expressions that changed a little, in Tianhai, as long as it has something to do with the Yunhai Group, it is a great representative.

"That's right." The middle-aged man continued to smile, "I have a brother who works as a driver for the vice president of Yunhai Group, and he overheard some news, and he showed it off to me last time." ”

'Nima, isn't there a brother who works as a driver for other people, what a proud person. They were secretly disdainful, but they listened carefully and waited for the following.

"You shouldn't have heard of it, the name of the owner of this medical hall is Jiang Maocai."

"Jiang Maocai? Is there a miracle doctor in our country who teaches Jiang Maocai? ”

"It's normal that you haven't heard Jiang Maocai's name, but some of you may have heard of his grandfather's name."

"Who is his grandfather?"

"Jiang Qingzhong!"

"Jiang Qingzhong?" Someone immediately took out his mobile phone to inquire, and this check was shocked.

Jiang Qingzhong, who is known as the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, is a national treasure-level big man, and he is basically responsible for the health of those with the highest status in China, and even many foreign presidents and prime ministers have come to him for medical treatment. In ancient times, it was the head of the imperial doctor.

"No wonder all these rich people came to cheer." At this time, these onlookers also reacted, Jiang Qingzhong is an existence that they can't afford to hire even if they have money, but isn't the grandson of the family opening a medical clinic here.

As long as you have a good relationship with Jiang Maocai, you can come here to see a doctor. If the grandson can't handle it, are you afraid that the grandfather won't make a move?

Those rich people have a lot of money, what is most important after they have money, isn't it health? It was worth spending a few hours to have a good relationship with Jiang Maocai.

At this moment, Jiang Maocai and a group of middle-aged men walked out.

"Thanks to your love, the kid has achieved a little success in studying medicine in the Jidao Pavilion, and opened this medical hall here, and I am willing to make some contributions to everyone." Jiang Maocai said loudly, "Of course, I don't want you to become guests of the medical center, if one day the medical center has no business, although I myself will not be happy, but I will be happy for you." ”

"I would like to congratulate you all on your healthy and healthy life without ever having to enter a medical facility."

Jiang Maocai was a little anxious while saying the opening words.

Seeing that the time for opening was approaching, Uncle Tai Shanyu did not appear, so he could only delay for a while.

"Studying medicine at the Yakuza Pavilion? Didn't he learn it from his grandfather, and when did it become a Yakuza Gym? ”

"I remember that the name of Uncle Tai Shanyu's training institution is 'Extreme Dao Hall', so Jiang Mao won't study there, right?"

Upload the Taishu Mountain Feather Pole Gym to accept apprentices, Tianhai City has been lively for a while, and they also remember the name of the Pole Gym.

"How is it possible, Jiang Maocai's grandfather is a holy hand of Chinese medicine, does he need to go to others to learn medical skills? Besides, Uncle Shan Yu doesn't know how to heal. The flat-headed man argued.

"Are you sure that Uncle Shan Yu doesn't know how to heal?" A person next to him suddenly asked.

When he asked this, the flat-headed man was a little silent.

If it was someone else, he would have been scared a long time ago, but now he is talking about Uncle Tai Shanyu.

Who is Uncle Tai Shanyu? Recognized as one of the smartest people in the world, the man with the strongest brain.

Whether it is bravely flying the plane at a critical moment, showing superb piloting skills, or winning the championship of the Chinese Cooking Competition at the age of 16, or using Go to select the strongest chess players in the two countries of Go, Japan and South Korea, defeating the Afar dog, and not long ago, the 'Lost Dream' swept the world, Taishu Shan Yu has created miracles.

If it is rumored that Uncle Tai Shan Yu has advanced medical skills, they are probably... Maybe... May also be received.

"Even if Uncle Tai Shan Yu really knows how to heal, can he surpass the 'Holy Hand of National Medicine' Mr. Jiang Qingzhong?" The thought crossed everyone's minds again.

As we all know, Chinese medicine is a very empirical technique. It's not as cold and hard as Western medicine, what kind of illness you have, with the help of instruments, anyone who sees it is a result.

Traditional Chinese medicine relies more on personal experience, or subjectivity. The medicine of Chinese medicine is "meaning", and this intention has a strong subjective will. For example, things like taking the pulse, it is all based on experience, the same floating pulse or flood pulse, what kind of disease it is, although there is some basis for medical books, but more on experience, based on feeling, it is very mysterious, you can only understand it by heart, but you can't talk about it.

Therefore, those who have made achievements in traditional Chinese medicine are basically middle-aged and even elderly.

Now it is said that Uncle Tai Shan Yu surpassed Jiang Qingzhong in Chinese medicine, nine out of ten people did not believe it, and the rest of them had blind confidence in Uncle Tai Shan Yu and did not understand Jiang Qingzhong.

"As a great day for the opening of our medical center, we will treat 15 customers for free before the opening, and we will not charge any consultation fees."

"If you feel unwell, you can come up and give it a try."

Jiang Maocai had already asked people to move the table and put it at the door.

As soon as he said this, the crowd suddenly stirred.

After hearing the word 'free', a group of aunts were a little eager to try.

In the eyes of the Chinese people, the word 'free' naturally has a huge lethality, especially some aunts who like to take advantage of it, and they have a special obsession with these two words.

"I'll try."

Before Aunt Ji stepped forward, Guo Junfeng, the boss of Tianfang Group, walked out and sat in front of Jiang Maocai's table.

With his right hand outstretched, he lifted his sleeve slightly and put it on the table, "That's it." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Maocai nodded lightly and gently put his hand on Guo Junfeng's vein.