The patients had all left, and only the Miao family father and daughter, the Wu family father and son, and Lu Daneng were left in the clinic.
"Wu Yi, the Immortal Hand is a secret of the Mi family. Only the four surnames can learn it. Even I don't know it. Where did you learn it from? If you don't tell me clearly, I won't let you go!"
Miao Xuan said fiercely.
Wu Yi glanced at Miao Xuan and said with a smile: "Old Miao, are you really protecting the Mi family's secrets, or are you planning to default on your debt?"
Miao Xuan's face turned red and he said fiercely: "If you can explain clearly, I am willing to admit defeat. If you can't explain clearly, then you will be in big trouble!"
Wu Yi curled his lips and said: "Stop scaring me, what big trouble will it cause? If the Mi family sends people to hunt me down, why don't you cut off my hands? Please be clear-headed. This is a society ruled by law, not the one you are messing around with.
It’s time!”
"No matter what era it is, the hands of the gods cannot be left alone!" Miao Xuan said angrily.
"Tsk..." Wu Yi laughed out loud, "Forget it, I won't tease you anymore. Anyway, I'm not using magic hands."
"It's not a magic hand? What is that?" Miao Xuan said, "There is no proof for what you say, you have to show evidence!"
"Are you worthy of letting me get the evidence? Do you understand when I present the evidence? Do you know how to use the magic hand?" Wu Yi asked in return.
Miao Xuan was speechless when asked. Yes, he just believed that Wu Yi used magic hands based on his feeling, but he didn't know how. Even if Wu Yi showed evidence, he couldn't judge.
"I...I don't know, of course someone knows!" Miao Xuan thought for a while and said, "I will ask him to come and see what you are using!"
"Are you planning to let me wait for him here?" Wu Yi's face darkened.
Lu Daneng stood up immediately and stood coldly in front of Miao Xuan.
Cold sweat broke out on Miao Xuan's forehead, but he still said: "You can leave if you want, but you have to leave me a contact information. Let me make it clear to you first. People who are targeted by the Mi family should not even think about escaping. They will flee to the ends of the earth.
Find you!"
"Why should I run away?" Wu Yi rolled his eyes, "How do you plan to fulfill the agreement?"
Miao Xuan gritted his teeth and said: "When you prove that your technique has nothing to do with the fairy hand, I will naturally fulfill the agreement!"
"Okay, I'm not afraid of you running away. But you have to remember that from now on, Granny Miao's lotion is no longer allowed to be sold, otherwise if I find out... I will make your father and daughter's lives worse than death. You know me
You can do whatever you say!" Wu Yi said as he stood up and walked out of the consulting room.
The Miao family's father and daughter watched Wu Yi walk out. Many patients gathered around and asked questions. It seemed that they had also heard about the scene in the clinic and wanted to see Wu Yi for treatment.
"Dad, just let him go like this?" Miao Jie asked.
Miao Xuan smiled bitterly: "Otherwise, what can we do? We can stop him, but we can't stop Lu Daneng!"
When Miao Jie thought of Lu Daneng's identity, she couldn't help but shudder, but she said unwillingly: "Then what should we do? Is it true that we can't sell it?"
Wu Yi's threat before leaving echoed in Miao Xuan's ears. An excellent doctor can not only cure diseases and save people, but also have countless ways to silently kill or maim a person if he is willing!
For some reason, Miao Xuan felt that Wu Yi would really do what he said...
After staying for a long time, he whispered: "Don't sell it yet, all stores are closed."
"We will lose a lot!" At this time, Miao Jie was still thinking about money.
Miao Xuan sighed and said: "It's just a temporary closure. I'll ask Ninth Master. If Wu Yi uses magic hands, we don't have to worry about things. The Mi family will naturally clean him up! At that time, we can reopen the business."
"What if he didn't use magic hands?" Miao Jie asked in confusion.
Miao Xuan smiled coldly and said, "Even if his technique has nothing to do with the Immortal Hand, do you think the Ninth Young Master will let him go?"
Miao Jie's eyes first flashed with panic, and then she laughed out loud: "Dad, your move is so awesome! Let Ninth Young Master deal with him for us!"
The atmosphere in a smoky small Internet cafe in Songjiang City was very tense.
Three gangsters rushed to the police base and had just planted a C4 bomb. As long as they could protect the bomb from exploding, they would win.
There was only one policeman left, and the three gangsters proudly chose their ambush positions, just waiting for their prey to take the bait.
This is a very popular shooting game. Two teams are fighting fiercely. This is the last round. Whichever side wins will get the final victory.
The person who plays the role of the last police officer is actually a girl. She has a golden afro and a cigarette in her mouth. Her thick smoky makeup and flaming red lips make her look like a little girl in a Hong Kong movie.
.
At this moment, she was staring at the screen with her big eyes widened, and the mouse was controlling the character to move closer to the base.
Suddenly, a gangster rushed out, the AK47 in his hand spitting flames and shooting wildly.
"Bang", a bullet penetrated the gangster's head. The girl's reaction was extremely fast. The sniper rifle had already chosen the aiming position, and sure enough, the gangster's head was blown off as soon as he appeared.
However, two other gangsters also emerged and attacked from two directions. At such a close distance, even the world's top competitive players would not be able to escape death.
But the girl seemed to be possessed by a god. The scope of the sniper rifle flashed across the screen, and a "bang" shot actually knocked down another gangster.
But the last gangster had already pounced on him with all his teeth and claws. Bullets were flying everywhere, and the girl's HP was already red!
At the critical moment, the girl switched to a pistol, the silver Desert Eagle muzzle flashed, and a bullet penetrated the gangster's head with a "pop".
Three kills in an instant!
There was a burst of cheers in the Internet cafe. The girl rushed to the bomb. The moment she deactivated the bomb, the word "Victory" appeared on the screen!
"Sister Jia, that's awesome!"
"Sister Jia, I love you, marry me!"
"Sister Jia, you are great!"
The girl's teammates were waving their fists happily, while their opponents were all dejected, as if they couldn't figure out why they were overturned in a three-on-one situation.
The girl excitedly waved her fists and let out a roar. After she finished venting, she said to the man in black who had been motionless next to her: "Come out with me."
The air outside the Internet cafe was much better. The girl took a few deep breaths and then snorted: "Zhao Wansong, are you doing this to me again?"
"Xiaojia, what did you say?" Zhao Wansong, the man in black, asked with his eyes widened in surprise.
"Don't fool me. Tell me, how much did you give them?" the girl said.
Zhao Wansong showed a trace of embarrassment and was silent for a moment before saying: "Two thousand."
"Oh, you are so generous! Do you know how much bonus you will get if you win this game? It is only one thousand yuan! You are actually willing to spend two thousand to bribe your opponent. Are you sick? If you are sick, I will give you
Look!" the girl said angrily.
Zhao Wansong said nothing as the girl continued to scold him.
"Zhao Wansong, don't think that you are a big deal just because you have a few bad money. Do you think we can't win without buying off our opponents? When will you understand that the purpose of playing games is not to win..." the girl chattered.
"Xiaojia, whether you are playing games or anything else, the goal is to win." Zhao Wansong suddenly interrupted the girl.
"What did you say?" The girl was stunned.
"Everyone who says that the result is not important, but the process is important, is a loser! Only they will make excuses for failure. To me, the process is not important, the means are not important, only the final victory is
What's important is that no matter what I do, people will only remember the winner in the future, and no one cares what the loser gained in the process!" Zhao Wansong said seriously.
"You..." the girl grabbed a handful of hair, "Oh, I'm really convinced by you. You said it's not good for you to like someone, but you have to like me? Tell me, what do you like about me, and I'll change it."
Isn’t that enough?”
Zhao Wansong blinked his eyes and said, "You and I are childhood friends. If I don't like you, who else can I like?"
"Ah! When did I agree to order a doll and marry you? That is a matter between your grandfather and my grandfather. If they like it, let them get married!" The girl said angrily.
Zhao Wansong coughed dryly: "Xiaojia, actually it is the best choice for you and me to get married. First, we grew up together and have a foundation of affection; second, if the surnames Zhao and Yu are combined, the power may even be possible
Better than my family..."
"Stop!" The girl waved her hand, "I'm telling you, Zhao Wansong, you are just like those two old men. You are thinking about seizing power from my family all day long. Let me tell you, I don't care!"
"It's okay if you don't care, because you are the ninth young master of the Mi family. From the day you were born, you have been given responsibility. You must shoulder the important task of carrying forward the Mi family!" Zhao Wansong still looked serious.
, "Whether your surname is Yu or Zhao, or your surname is Mi or Li, this is the responsibility of the four true surnames of the Mi family, and it is our destiny!"
"I don't like this fate, I've had enough! I don't want to be the ninth young master of the Mi family, and I don't want to be a doctor. I like playing games, and I want to be a professional gamer!" The girl stamped her foot and said, "I hate being born.
Just being told that I can do this and that I can't do that, I don't want the next thirty years to be planned by others, at what age I will be a chief physician, at what age I will become a specialist, and at what age I will go on TV to talk about health programs. I hate it!
I hate it! I hate it, grandpa hates it, you hate the Mi family!"
She was a little hysterical, but Zhao Wansong did not persuade her, but just waited quietly for her to finish.
Because Zhao Wansong knew that she was just venting an emotion, not really resisting fate.
Because of their fate, they cannot resist!
Sure enough, after more than ten minutes, the girl calmed down. She took a deep breath and said, "Forget it...it's really boring."
"Okay?" Zhao Wansong asked.
"Okay... I have to feel like this once every two or three months. It's as accurate as my aunt." The girl laughed bitterly and laughed at herself.
"You also won the competition. You will go back to the hospital starting tomorrow. There will be another professional title evaluation next month. My family has already arranged it. You will successfully pass the evaluation and get the professional title of attending Chinese medicine practitioner. The next step is to be the deputy chief physician.
That’s it.” Zhao Wansong said.
"Hmm..." the girl responded noncommittally.
Knowing that the girl was not in high spirits, Zhao Wansong said: "I booked a private room at Jinzun KTV to celebrate today's championship, let's go and have some fun together."
"Of course, I have to go back to the hospital tomorrow. Of course I have to play hard today!" the girl said with bright eyes.
Just then, her cell phone rang, "I'm not afraid of cockroaches, I'm more nervous, so I'm not afraid..."
After looking at the caller ID, the girl frowned slightly: "Why is it him?"
After thinking for a while, the girl answered the call and said calmly: "Hello, I am Yu Jia."
A quick voice came from the other end of the phone, and the girl Yu Jia's expression changed slightly.
"Fairy hands? Are you sure he used fairy hands?" Yu Jia asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Wansong didn't pay much attention at first, but when he heard the words "fairy hand", he couldn't help but trembled and looked over in confusion.
"Okay, I'll go there tomorrow!" Yu Jia hung up the phone and looked at Zhao Wansong.
"What fairy hand, what happened?" Zhao Wansong asked.
Yu Jia said: "It's Miao Xuan. He said he met someone today who can use fairy hands..."
"One of our own?" Zhao Wansong asked in surprise.
Yu Jia shook his head: "That person said he was not from the Eight Families and Four Halls."
"How is that possible? Miao Xuan must have made a mistake." Zhao Wansong shook his head and said, "The Immortal Hand is a unique secret of our Mi family. No one understands it except the four surnames of the True Tradition, not even Miao Xuan."
However, Yu Jia said: "Miao Xuan swore that he had the hand of a fairy. He also said that he only needed one glance to diagnose and one injection to treat the disease. He used a Bianstone knife to treat stiff neck and lumbar muscle strain, and it only took one..."
"What!" Zhao Wansong's eyes widened in surprise, "Is Miao Xuan kidding?"
"Although Old Man Miao's character is a bit poor, he shouldn't dare to make such a joke." Yu Jia said.
"Did he say who that person was?" Zhao Wansong asked.
"He said he was an eighteen-year-old high school student." Yu Jia's eyes flashed with a strange color.
Zhao Wansong opened his mouth wide, thinking he heard wrongly.
"This can't be... eighteen years old? Are you kidding me? How old were you when you learned the magic hand? You were also twenty, right?" Zhao Wansong said angrily, "I haven't mastered the magic hand yet, and he actually
To say that an 18-year-old kid can do magic tricks is just nonsense!"
"Anyway, I have to go and take a look. If Miao Xuan is talking nonsense, I will let him know that the Mi family's rules are not a joke." Yu Jia said calmly.
Zhao Wansong was stunned, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I think it's a waste of time... Fairy hands, haha, when did fairy hands become a thing on the street? Even an eighteen-year-old child understands it, haha, Old Man Miao
It’s really ridiculous!”
"Just go and take a look and you'll find out." Yu Jia smiled slightly and put his hands behind his head and said, "It would be interesting if they really were immortal hands!"
While Zhao Wansong and Yu Jia were drinking and celebrating at Jinzun KTV, Wu Yi and Wu Yulin were sitting in the room chatting.
Wu Yulin looked at his son, a little afraid to recognize him. He never dreamed that his son would become what he is now.
A word can make the eldest brother of Tiebei District tremble, and a single move can relieve the patient's pain. Is this still the Wu Yi in his memory?
Seeing his father looking at him like a giant panda, Wu Yi smiled bitterly and said: "Dad, I know what you want to ask. In fact, I have learned a lot of skills in the past two years, and now I can be considered a skill. As for Lu Da
Those people are all acquaintances by accident, so I won’t have too much contact with them, so don’t worry.”
Before Wu Yulin could ask, Wu Yi opened his mouth and blocked all the questions, leaving him at a loss as to what to say.
In fact, he also knew that he didn't need to ask anything. Because Wu Yi was no longer a child. The child who once protected him under his wings has now grown into a towering tree. In the days to come, it will be Wu Yi who
He shields from wind and rain and repays the kindness of upbringing...
