When Cheng Nan said this, there was a burning look between his eyebrows.

Zhong Yuan's heart moved, wondering if there was something wrong with the big guy of the Cheng family?

The big man of the Cheng family has been retired for many years, and now he is over eighty years old, and it is normal for him to have physical problems.

The medical resources that those bigwigs get are unimaginable to ordinary people, and they are not very serious problems, and Cheng Nan cannot ask others.

Just because of Gong Wenxi's words, Cheng Nanxuan condescended to the wild way of banqueting Zhong Yuan, which shows that the Cheng family has reached the point of rushing to the doctor, and it also shows that Old Man Cheng's condition is quite serious, and normal medical treatment has no effect.

Zhong Yuan pondered for a while and said, "Don't hide it, I'm just a person who practices martial arts, and I know a little bit about Chinese medicine, and I'm too far away from being exquisite." Any doctor in the hospital will be better than me. ”

Although curing the big guy will get a lot of favors, but if there is a disease that he can't cure, and he still fails in the end, then there will be no favor, only hatred.

So he said it very carefully.

Cheng Nan's eyes were disappointed, and he paused and said, "I heard Mr. Gong say that Mr. Zhong once easily cured his hidden illness that had lingered for many years, but is there such a thing?"

"It does. Zhong Yuan didn't deny it, but immediately explained, "That time, I was able to solve his symptoms, so I was able to get away with it." ”

Cheng Nan asked tentatively: "I don't know if Mr. Zhong is sure of the condition of an old man with a stroke and hemiplegia?"

Zhong Yuan was relieved when he heard that this was the case, and he dared to say that it was better than any medical institution in this world in terms of unblocking blood vessels and strengthening body functions.

However, he didn't boast about Haikou, only smiled: "This depends on the specific situation, and the patient doesn't dare to draw conclusions when he hasn't seen it." ”

Cheng Nan immediately asked, "Has Mr. Zhong treated this disease before, and what is the success rate?"

Zhong Yuan shook his head and said, "I'm just a person who practices martial arts, not a doctor, and I haven't treated this disease, so I can't talk about the success rate." ”

Cheng Nan was very disappointed.

When he invited Zhong Yuan to this banquet, he originally heard Gong Wenxi's praise of Zhong Yuan, and wanted to try his luck to see if a miracle could happen.

Anyway, there is no way to do it, let's be a dead horse doctor.

But when he heard Zhong Yuan say this, his mind became cold.

It is ridiculous to think that an elderly person who is seriously ill and about to die should be treated by someone who has no relevant medical experience.

He smiled bitterly and stopped asking the question, but moved on to other topics, but he was not as enthusiastic about Zhong Yuan as before.

In his eyes, Zhong Yuan is just a grassroots with some money, and he is not worthy of his attention.

Zhong Yuan felt it, but he didn't say anything. Although he was confident in treating that disease, he couldn't pull off that face when he begged to treat someone.

There is such a thing as a powerful person, it is a blessing to deal with it well, and it is a curse to deal with it badly, and the best way is to stay away.

Everyone ate at the same table, and although the voice of the conversation between the two was small, everyone present heard it.

Gong Shengnan sat next to Zhong Yuan, and suddenly said, "Husband, isn't your qigong very powerful?

She received a call from Gong Wenxi before, mentioning this matter, and asked her to let Zhong Yuan treat Old Man Cheng, which is very important for the future development of Jincheng Group.

That's why she singled out the topic.

Some of the older people here looked a little strange when they heard this.

The Chinese people who have a little impression of the 80s of the last century probably had a qigong plot, at that time the qigong fever was hot all over the country, and the great scientist Qian Wushi was not guaranteed to be in the evening, which was a platform for qigong, so that all kinds of demons and monsters appeared one after another, one more exaggerated than the other.

Qigong cures all diseases, and at that time it was recognized by the whole society.

If it can't be cured, it's just that the kung fu can't go home.

Of course, in the end, it turned out that what masters, gods, and men and what special functions were all fake.

Its only role may be to influence the children born in that era, and to lay a solid theoretical foundation for the later fantasy cultivation network.

Gong Shengnan suddenly mentioned this, and those people on Cheng Nan's side couldn't help but equate Zhong Yuan with a liar.

They even wondered if Zhong Yuan relied on "qigong" to fool Mr. Xia, and then got so much equity in Daxia Mining.

The domestic "qigong fever" collapsed under a large amount of popular science after the crackdown, and the Chinese abroad did not receive those popular science, so maybe they took it seriously.

Their eyes were full of disdain when they looked at Zhong Yuan.

Zhao Hao's heart moved, and he wondered if Mr. Zhong was not an alien but a qigong master?

Thinking about Zhong Yuan's actions of playing everywhere in a daze these days, he felt more and more that this was the case, his heart was hot, and he thought: "In the future, we must have a good relationship with him, maybe when he is in a good mood, he will accept me as an apprentice and teach me advanced qigong." ”

Zhong Yuan glanced at Gong Shengnan, the two looked at each other, and he probably understood Gong Shengnan's thoughts. But thinking that I was being treated as a liar by these people, I felt very embarrassed, and I snorted and said, "How can any disease be cured?"

said no, but he admitted that he really had qigong.

A young man on Cheng Nan's side showed a playful look on his face and said with a smile: "Does Mr. Zhong really have qigong?"

Zhong Yuan smiled and said, "I understand a little." ”

The young man said, "We are all very curious about this, we have never seen a real qigong master, why don't Mr. Zhong perform it and let us all open our eyes?"

Although he said it politely, the irony in his words could be heard by everyone.

Put on a show?

Zhong Yuan was angry in his heart, and thought to himself: "Is this treating me as a monkey, performing in front of you?"

Ignore it, but looking at Gong Shengnan's begging look in his eyes, his heart softened, and he smiled: "Of course it's okay to perform, but it's too boring to perform alone, someone has to cooperate, or Mr. He, you can cooperate?"

He heard Cheng Nan introduce the young man, named He Xiangyue, not the second generation of officials, but the fourth generation of officials, and the owner of a nightclub.

He Xiangyue knew that this was Zhong Yuan's sarcastic counterattack to himself, but he didn't believe that there really was any qigong master in this world, and he was bent on exposing this liar, so he didn't refuse, and said: "Of course there is no problem with cooperation, but Mr. Zhong, you have to guarantee that this cooperation can't be a cooperation where you want me to lift my legs, and I will stomp my feet if you want me to stomp." ”

He smiled and said, "I'm afraid that if I cooperate like this, I will become lame." ”

He is using a sketch of the Spring Festival Gala to satirize Zhong Yuan is a big fool.