Shen Hanchi and the others were very pleased with Le Zhenzhen's compliments and nodded to her.
Le Zhen really wanted to have a good relationship with them, and sometimes recommended her by the way.
For her, it is also a kind of support.
At this time, a large group of reporters gathered around and asked questions one after another.
Zhen Zhu is gorgeously dressed, delicate and beautiful, and she is born with a strong aura.
She smiled slightly and pressed her hands down with graceful movements.
She seemed to have guessed what the reporters were going to ask, so she prepared to say a few words.
"Today is the opening of Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic, not an entertainment program. We can't overshadow the show."
"So, friends from the media, please don't interview us and leave the camera to the two masters of traditional Chinese medicine."
"This time, Director Shen and Xia Qu are here together. We are here in our personal capacity without any commercial purpose."
“I mainly came to congratulate the opening of Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.”
The media reporters all took photos and videos.
As for whether there is a commercial purpose, it is no longer important. The most important thing is that they all have a huge fan base.
It has considerable influence, which achieves the purpose of opening Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
The patients and many passers-by recognized them and started talking about them.
"It's unbelievable that these celebrities, whose appearance fees start in the hundreds of thousands, come to congratulate the opening of a small medical clinic."
"Even they came to congratulate me, which shows that the masters of traditional Chinese medicine who are practicing in the medical center must have superb medical skills."
"This medical clinic opened with such a high profile, it seems that it came to Bian Que Medical Clinic opposite."
Such voices abound.
Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic was opening in full swing, but a Mercedes-Benz G600 stopped in front of Bianque Medical Clinic.
Qin Fan and Xiaowen got off the car and returned from Miaojiang.
Phoenix Girl did not follow her back to Linhai because Ah Cai also revealed a few minions.
They were the murderers who committed murder and arson back then, and Phoenix Girl volunteered to go and clean them up.
Qin Fan already had a headache and wondered how to accommodate her, so he readily agreed.
"Uncle Han, Mr. Qin is back!" Xiaowen shouted happily.
"Ling'er, your brother Xiaowen is back."
"Dong dong dong" came the sound of running downstairs.
Han Ling was the first to run downstairs.
"Sir, Brother Xiaowen!"
Her face was flushed, and she looked at Xiaowen with surprise and joy.
Qin Fan patted Xiaowen on the shoulder and said, "Xiaowen, Linger is here to welcome you."
Xiao Wen, who is usually smart and calm, actually seemed clumsy at this moment.
I just looked at Han Ling and smiled stupidly.
At this time, Han Peirong also came down. He smiled and nodded at Qin Fan.
That means telling Qin Fan that everything is fine.
Qin Fan was very grateful. He left Bian Que Medical Clinic and the main force was Han Peirong.
Both father and daughter contributed to the hospital without any regrets.
"Mr. Qin, you are back from a business trip." All the patients greeted him kindly.
"Well, Xiaowen, give me the numbers of some patients."
"Mr. Qin, you don't even want to take a break." A patient said distressedly.
"Yes, it's been a long journey, Mr. Qin should take a rest first."
Qin Fan only felt warm in his heart, and he laughed and teased.
"Thank you everyone. We can't keep you waiting too long. The competition is too fierce now."
All the patients laughed, knowing that the second half of Qin Fan's sentence was a joke.
However, the Chinese medicine clinic opposite has opened, so it’s impossible not to notice it.
"Mr. Qin, every time you come back from outside, you always put yourself into work immediately."
"Never takes a break and always puts patients first."
"We have seen it for everyone, and we are used to you and Mr. Han seeing doctors and getting medicine."
"The price is very cheap, and it can be cured in one go without any delay." An old man praised.
"Thank you everyone for trusting Bian Que Medical Clinic, so we can't slack off."
"Xiaowen, you can start."
Qin Fan clasped his fists to express his thanks, and immediately went into intense work with Han Peirong.
The opening across the street didn't seem to cause much reaction from Qin Fan.
When Han Peirong saw Qin Fan, his worries disappeared.
Qin Fan is the backbone of Bian Que Medical Clinic. With him back to take charge, no matter how big the issue is, it won't be a big deal.
Together, the two of them were much more efficient, and more than twenty patients left with satisfaction within a short time.
At this time, Han Peirong gave an overview of the situation of Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Qin Fan is no stranger to the names of Zhu Yuanzheng and Qu Wenxuan.
"It doesn't matter, as long as it's serving patients in the surrounding areas, just be across the street."
"Reputation is accumulated, and the other party's high profile is also their ability."
Qin Fan waved his hands disapprovingly. Even so, everyone felt that the other person was doing something bad.
There are three people in Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic: Wang Mingliang, Han Zhi, and Wei Hongbin, and their intention to open a medical clinic is vaguely revealed.
Perhaps the other party did this intentionally, just to make Qin Fan understand.
It can be said that the other party came with strong confidence and pride.
Before figuring out the other party's true intentions, Qin Fan could only wait and see.
Harmony brings wealth. He does not cause trouble, but he is definitely not afraid of it.
At this time, the opening across the street also included on-site free clinics, making Bianque Medical Center feel free all of a sudden.
Since there was a live broadcast, Qin Fan and the others turned on the TV on the wall to watch it directly.
There were five long lines of people lining up in front of the Jishi Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.
Zhu Yuanzheng and Qu Wenxuan were doctors of traditional Chinese medicine. Due to their reputations, the number of patients was the most exaggerated.
Wang Mingliang, Han Zhi, and Wei Hongbin, as Western medicine doctors, mainly conduct examinations for common problems such as measuring blood pressure.
"Masters, you are a well-known expert in pulse diagnosis in China, can you show it to everyone?"
Some media reporters felt that this kind of free clinic was not popular and made suggestions.
"Yes, masters, your pulse diagnosis is a unique skill of Chinese medicine. I have heard of it for a long time."
Many other media reporters also echoed this.
The patients who came to see the doctor immediately became interested.
When Bian Que Medical Clinic opened, its unique medical practice made almost the entire Linhai and half of Donghai Province famous.
At the same time, it also made people remember the little miracle doctor Qin Fan.
Seeing that everyone was very interested, Zhu Yuanzheng laughed loudly and stroked his gray beard.
"Well, it's better to obey orders than to be respectful. We will select three patients on the spot to try."
“I heard that there was a young Chinese medicine doctor in Linhai who knew the cause of the disease at a glance, so I diagnosed it by taking the pulse.”
Many people know who he is referring to by the young Chinese medicine practitioner.
Qin Fan's "hope" is astonishing.
Zhu Yuanzheng seems to have a desire to compete.
In Bian Que Medical Clinic, Qin Fan saw this and smiled lightly.
At this time, a media reporter temporarily selected three people from among the patients.
They are of different age groups, old people, middle-aged people, and a young woman.
Many media cameras focused on Zhu Yuanzheng, and even gave a special close-up.
The middle-aged man sat directly opposite Zhu Yuan. He stretched out his left wrist and placed it on a soft cushion.
As agreed in advance, he could not speak aloud.
Zhu Yuanzheng's middle finger first touched the middle-aged man's pulse, followed by his index finger and ring finger.
He closed his eyes slightly and felt carefully.
The strength of the three fingers was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and occasionally they moved slightly.
Then, I switched to my right hand to feel the pulse, and I still felt the same way.
There was silence all around, and everyone knew that looking, hearing, asking, and feeling are the four diagnostic techniques of traditional Chinese medicine.
But Zhu Yuanzheng only judged the cause of the patient's disease by taking pulses. This kind of sophisticated traditional Chinese medicine method was unheard of.
It only takes a few minutes to take the pulse.
Zhu Yuanzheng opened his eyes and smiled slightly.
"Your current heart rate is 87, high pressure is 137, and low pressure is 93. You are slightly fat and seem to be in good health, but you have signs of hypoglycemia."
"When symptoms occur, usually in the morning, you will feel like you haven't eaten enough and you will feel hungry."
"The symptoms are coldness of the hands and feet, constant sweating, and weakness in the limbs. At that time, the heartbeat will accelerate."
Everyone looked at the middle-aged man and saw him sitting there, dumbfounded.
"Uncle, can you tell me whether the masters' diagnosis is accurate?"
Someone pushed the middle-aged man.
He finally came to his senses and nodded repeatedly, "Masters, how should I cure him?"
When a middle-aged person asks this question, it is tantamount to admitting that the judgments of all Yuanzheng are completely consistent.
There was a sudden sound of surprise all around.
"When treating with traditional Chinese medicine, you should pay attention to the timing of meals and the combination of nutrients."
Zhu Yuanzheng took up his pen and wrote down a prescription.
The middle-aged man took the prescription and kept saying wonders.
Next, the young woman performed a pulse diagnosis. This woman should be a housewife.
This time, the pulses were taken from the right hand first and then the left hand last.
The young woman also said nothing.
After Zhu Yuanzheng felt his pulse, he opened his eyes and said slowly: "Generally speaking, your health is very good. You have given birth twice."
At this time, someone intervened and retorted: "Masters, she obviously only has one child, how come she has two births?"
Zhu Yuanzheng didn't answer, just smiled.
But the young woman spoke up and said: "The masters made a good diagnosis. When I was pregnant with my first child, I couldn't keep it and had a miscarriage."
A miscarriage is also equivalent to a miscarriage, and Zhu Yuanzheng actually said that it was accurate after taking the pulse.
Everyone was shocked again, and collectively became petrified.