"What kind of translator please? Doesn't Pan speak several Chinese? Why do you want to hire someone else? At this time, Hong Tao had already pulled the boat ashore, and he didn't know all the conversation.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm talking to Wang about studying Chinese medicine, and I want to try Chinese medicine." Marx was also embarrassed to say that I wanted to pirate your bait ingredients.

"That's a good thing! Let me tell you, Chinese medicine is still very wonderful, although some things cannot be explained by scientific methods for the time being, but they really work. For example, acupuncture is very magical, acupuncture you know the Tao, that is, to prick all parts of the body with needles. Any backache, leg pain, neck pain, arm pain, can be treated. "Hong Tao belongs to the kind of master who knows a little bit about everything and can talk about anything, and listens to Chinese medicine! We get it!

"Uh-huh, uh-huh, I know, I've seen the documentary, wouldn't you? My shoulder hurts a little, why don't you tie it for me? As soon as Marx heard what Hong Tao said, he immediately looked like he was pounding garlic and worshipping.

"......" Hong Tao didn't expect this old man to be so bad at chatting, and he was not allowed to raise the bar if he bragged! Do you understand the rules!

"Dumbfounded, woe is coming from your mouth, right? Well, I'll see how you end up. Wang Jian on the side saw Hong Tao's expression, and immediately began to gloat, as if he could get benefits by beating Hong Tao down.

"Well, we don't have instruments, that kind of needle is special, and it has to be sterilized, otherwise it's very unsafe, you're engaged in medicine, you should know this!" There are three grades of bragging, one is to find something that has nowhere to be confirmed, and this grade is relatively low; the second is to add some real things while blowing, which is slightly higher than confusing the public; The third is Hong Tao, who blows professionally to others, and makes you unable to say that it is wrong! It is a dangerous profession that licks blood on the blade, and if you don't play well, you will have to blow it up.

"Well, that makes sense, but is there a cure for my shoulder pain? The kind that doesn't need surgery, doesn't need to take medicine, and doesn't need needles? Marx felt that what Hong Tao said was very reasonable, and he believed it more and more.

"That has to be! I'm telling you, believe it or not, I can cure you with two empty bottles, just like that. "Hong Tao is really energetic at this time, and he plans to prove in public that he really knows Chinese medicine.

"Don't believe it......" Schweed shook his head first, this guy who plays computer software has the same brain as a computer, only knows 0 and 1.

"I ...... Up in the air! Marx probably wanted to say that he didn't believe it, but he made Hong Tao stunned again. I had to tell the truth.

"Don't hurt people, there is no village in front of the village, there is no store in the back, and it is not easy to find a hospital." Wang Jian understood what Hong Tao wanted to do, this thing most Chinese would, but he still didn't quite believe in Hong Tao's craftsmanship.

"Don't worry, Sam, have you seen it? It's Erin and her dad, I used him to practice when I first moved in, don't say it, it works most of the time. Hong Tao's self-confidence turned out to be practiced by Sam.

"It's really been eight lifetimes to find a son-in-law like you!" Wang Jian couldn't bear to look at it any longer. I went back to my recliner and read a book.

"Don't believe it, do you want me to treat you? No medicine, no bleeding, a little pain, very mild, within 20 minutes of results! "At this time, Hong Tao is no different from the vendor who buys fake mouse medicine in the morning market.

"Come on. I really want to see this kind of magical thing, and I can bear the pain! "Marx is like Li Shizhen who tastes a hundred herbs, showing a fearless spirit that fired at me for the sake of all mankind to get rid of disease, and his chest snapped.

"Don't be so nervous. It won't hurt you, and there are no side effects, so maybe you'll love it again in the future. Schweed, do me a favor, wash these two empty bottles, this is your brother's cure, wash them carefully. While comforting Marx, Hong Tao began to assign work to Schweide, NB masters must have a little brother, just make do with him for the time being.

From the process of washing the bottles, it can be seen that Schweide loves his brother from the bottom of his heart, he first used detergent, then found a new towel, and poked the two glass bottles of pickles and cucumbers with a small stick to wash them so that they were clean, just like the ones that had just left the factory, and not even a handprint could be seen.

"Lie down, relax, it hurts here, right? And here? Hong Tao asked Schweed to move Marx's folding bed out, and then asked Marx to lie face down on the bed and press his back to inquire about his condition.

"What are you doing?" Just as everyone was gathering in front of Marx's window to concentrate, someone suddenly asked in the grass next to him.

"Holy! I said, Motta III, can you walk and make a noise! People are scary, they can scare people to death, don't you know the way? The bottle Hong Tao was holding in his hand was almost thrown away, and he was angry and scolded directly in Chinese.

"Oh, sorry sorry, I didn't mean to, I just wanted to ask, do you have any ice, my father's neck twisted while sleeping, and he could only tilt to the left all the time, I want to put an ice cube on him." Motta emerged from the grass and explained his purpose.

"There is no ice, but you can watch it here, and when Marx's illness is cured, your father can come and heal it, for free, without charge!" Hong Tao looked at it, yes, one is also booming, and two are also put, just put it together.

"You're a doctor? What happened to Marx? Mota looked Hong Tao up and down a few times.

"I'm not a doctor, but I will treat the disease, he is the same as your father, he was blown by the cool breeze when he was sleeping, your father has a neck pain, he has a shoulder pain, you don't talk first, just watch, can you cure it for a while, you will know the way." Hong Tao actually has no bottom in his heart, cupping sometimes works, sometimes it works, sometimes it works too well, but one thing Hong Tao can be sure of, as long as after cupping, most people will feel more or less relaxed or comfortable.

"I'm going to start! Tell me if you have any bad feelings. Hong Tao found a straw pole, wrapped a little cotton, and glued some medical alcohol, holding a bottle in one hand and a small torch in the other.

"I'm ready to go!" Marx's expression was like going to the guillotine, so resolute, so righteous and awe-inspiring, and at this time, Schweed actually held his brother's hand, which was really a bit like a farewell on the execution ground, just a bowl of wine.

"Walk you...... One, another...... It's done, just lie on your stomach like this, you can endure a little pain, it's too painful to speak. Hong Tao was really skillful, he sent a small torch into the bottle and turned it around quickly, and then pressed the bottle exactly to the painful position of Marx's back shoulder.

"Ah, I see, you're a wizard! There is also a wizard in our town, and when he heals people, he is similar to you, except that you seem to be better than him, you don't have to give people medicine, just chant incantations, and I'll go back to my father, and the chickenpox when I was a child was cured by a wizard! "The first to react was not Marx, but Mota III, who was carefully observing on the side, in fact, Hong Tao did not chant any mantras at all, but spoke with Wang Jian in Chinese, probably meaning that if Marx asks about this cupping thing for a while, don't talk too much, this is the crystallization of traditional Chinese medicine, and foreigners cannot be allowed to learn it casually.

"Wizard! My God! You wouldn't have cast some witchcraft on Marx, would you? Although Schweid does not believe in Chinese medicine, he believes in religion, and the wizard thing was very NB in medieval Europe, just as the Chinese believe in ghosts and gods, and Europeans dare not say that they do not believe in wizards at all.

"Don't listen to Motahu, they have a fart wizard in the United States, and chickenpox can still be cured? I had to live when I was a kid, just put up with it for a few days, that guy was a liar. But Americans are so easy to deceive, I'm thinking about whether to go to the United States to be a wizard, what do you think? Hong Tao asked Shi Weide very seriously.

"I think there's a good chance you'll be burned to death!" Shi Weide looked at his brother's unlucky look, as if he was also a little dissatisfied with Hong Tao.

"It's a little tight, it doesn't hurt, but my shoulder really doesn't hurt too much, Shi Weide, why don't you try it too, I feel like it really works." The place where Marx was sucked by the bottle at this time has turned red, and it has only been less than 1 minute, it seems that there is really a fire in his body, what kind of fire it is, how did it come from, Hong Tao didn't know anything, these were all things he said when he went to cup. (To be continued......)