Chapter 159 The little Chinese medicine practitioner steps aside!
"It doesn't matter. If you come to Hong Kong once, you can't go back without finishing things."
"Little brother~"
Xiao Xue's beautiful eyes were a little moist. She and Xiao Changyue had been tossing a lot these days.
The inspector did not believe in Chinese medicine, but the patient was still dying.
Many famous doctors like Qin Fan cherish their feathers and cherish their hard-won reputation.
Once the treatment is cured, he will naturally gain both fame and fortune. If he is not treated well, it will have a considerable impact on Qin Fan's reputation.
But Qin Fan agreed to it for the sake of the Xiao family.
Peng Zhonghua also glanced at Qin Fan with admiration. In his heart, he envied Qin Fan's relationship with the Xiao family.
He said again: "Although the inspector rejects traditional Chinese medicine, he is a well-known filial son in Hong Kong."
"As long as Mr. Qin helps with medical treatment, Chang Yue's matter is really just a matter of words."
"Okay, let's do it like this, but we have to stay in Hong Kong for a while longer." Qin Fan said.
"Mr. Qin, don't worry. After the matter here is over, I will go back to deal with it first and let Xue'er be here with you."
"On the other side of Linhai, as long as Mei Yatou and I are here, nothing will happen."
Xiao Changyue knew what Qin Fan was worried about, and he also knew that Bian Que Medical Clinic had a strong enemy nearby.
Qin Fan nodded, this was only for the time being.
In that old building with red walls and green tiles in Beijing.
Quan Fangzheng and Jiang Shiwen are together.
"Madam, according to the news from Young Master Xiao, Qin Fan went to Hong Kong Capital."
Jiang Shiwen said nothing and drank the tea in his cup.
"In addition, Yingying's uncle has already announced that his artists will not be allowed to cooperate with Sister Flower Company, and anyone who cooperates will be banned."
"Shen Hanchi communicated with several directors and issued a blocking order."
"It is said that Sister Flower Company has been looking for several celebrities to talk about endorsements, but no one has accepted them."
"Well, the intensity is not enough, we need to increase it." Jiang Shiwen blew on the tea.
"Yes, we are going to start with Zhou Yulan's company and directly short her backers."
When Jiang Shiwen heard this, he smiled lightly.
"This kid is nothing like my brother. He has many confidantes, but this is also his weakness."
"What about Zhiwen's situation?"
"The young master is studying medical skills with the hall master. He is preparing to take over."
"Okay, don't distract him. Everything we do is for the day when Zhiwen takes over."
In the capital, everyone except Jiang Shiwen paid attention to Qin Fan's movements.
And Jiang Cheng, he closed his eyes and rested.
Chen Tu read to him the documentary literature "The Miracle Doctor" by Populus euphratica.
He listened with great interest.
Suddenly he interrupted: "This kid is so out-of-the-box and bold. Adding walnut juice to eggs is an ancient folk recipe."
"It is only mentioned that it can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, treat headaches, and clear away evil toxins."
"You said he went to Hong Kong?"
"Yes, there is news from Haizhou that a friend asked him to treat his illness."
"Xiao Chen, contact the Hong Kong capital privately to find out the specific situation."
"OK."
Another person who paid close attention to Qin Fan was his father Jiang Zirui.
Because Lu Zhiwen was by his side, he used the mobile phone network to find out more.
Sometimes, I also know something from my daughter-in-law Zhou Yulan.
In fact, there are two other people in Hong Kong who are always paying attention to him, namely Ozawa Oriji and Leng Shuangning.
Qin Fan agreed to go to rescue the inspector's father.
Peng Zhonghua immediately notified the inspector's brother.
Speaking of the Inspector of the Hong Kong Capital, he was also a high-ranking official in the border area. His name was Min Haoran, and he was about fifty-seven years old.
Min Haoran had excellent academic performance since childhood and successfully attended the Royal College of Hong Kong, and later studied at Harvard University in the United States.
It can be said that I have received Western education since childhood.
His younger brother, Min Zhengqi, is also in his fifties, but is a famous scholar in Hong Kong.
The education he received was a fusion of Chinese and Western culture.
Their father, Min Yoongi, is now 83 years old. He joined the army in his early years and later went into business. Unfortunately, he was diagnosed with advanced pulmonary fibrosis a few years ago.
Min Zhengqi was very happy after getting Peng Zhonghua's call.
The next day, he came to the Peng family villa in person, had a brief meeting with Qin Fan, and then waited quietly.
After Qin Fan finished acupuncture treatment on Peng Zhonghua, the two went to Min's house together.
Since that was where the inspector lived, Qin Fan did not bring Phoenix Girl and Yuan Meng with him.
Instead, let them go back to the hotel by themselves.
Min Zhengqi was very polite and humble, without the air of a scholar at all.
Not to mention Qin Fan's young age.
"Mr. Qin, my brother is a bit stubborn and eccentric. If my words offend him in any way, please forgive me."
"It's okay, let's go take a look first."
Qin Fan nodded slightly, but did not finish his words. He had his own opinion.
The car drove into an independent villa in Hong Kong.
The villa is surrounded by tight security and sentries are posted secretly.
The car stopped and someone opened the door.
"Second Young Master, you are back."
"Well, where is my brother?" Min Zhengqi asked.
"The inspector is in the master's room. Butler Li has gone to pick up Dr. Gao Xiaosong and his medical team."
"Oh~"
Min Zhengqi responded before stepping into the spacious living room with Qin Fan.
This villa is several times larger than Qin Fan's Dongshan villa, and the decoration style is more Western-style.
Go up the wooden ladder in the middle to the second floor.
Before I even entered the room, I heard the beeping of various instruments, which were the sounds of equipment monitoring heart, blood pressure, oxygen delivery, etc.
Min Zhengqi said that when the old man felt unwell not long ago, he asked to go home.
Now the room has become an ICU ward.
"Brother! How's dad?" Min Zheng walked into the room angrily.
In the large room, apart from the unconscious Min Yoongi on the bed, there was also an anxious middle-aged man and a nurse.
The middle-aged man is somewhat similar to Min Zhengqi, and he should be Min Haoran, the Inspector of the Hong Kong Metropolitan Government.
He is not angry but exudes the aura of a superior person, which is a temperament developed by being in power for a long time.
Min Haoran raised his head and glanced at his younger brother who came in.
"It's getting more and more serious. I've asked Lao Li to pick up Dr. Gao. He just came back from the United States."
"Don't worry, Dr. Gao is a famous expert in cardiopulmonary medicine."
After listening to Min Haoran's words, Min Zhengqi couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Brother, why do you have to see Western medicine? There are so many experts in Western medicine. Isn't Chinese medicine bad?"
"Chinese medicine? Stop joking." Min Haoran said disdainfully: "Can Chinese medicine diagnose my father's disease by taking the pulse?"
"It's hard to even catch a small cold. What age are we in now? Do you still believe in Chinese medicine?"
"Brother, haven't you read that documentary?"
"Brother, do you really believe the story of branches and eggs?"
"Brother, please listen to my advice. I have invited Mr. Qin, the little miracle doctor from Linhai, to diagnose Dad."
Only then did Min Haoran notice Qin Fan behind Min Zhengqi.
He always thought Qin Fan was Min Zhengqi's student.
He stared at Qin Fan for a few times, couldn't help but shake his head, and his eyes were focused.
"Brother, do you think Chinese medicine is reliable for such a young and inexperienced doctor?"
Listening to the conversation between the two brothers of the Min family, Qin Fan finally saw Min Haoran's prejudice and stubbornness.
He was not angry. Prejudice often comes from ignorance and spreading rumors.
"Inspector, I am a Chinese medicine doctor. I can say with certainty that I am the only one in the world who can save your father's life."
Kuang, still speechless and not surprised, but when he speaks out, it shakes the world! "You are not ashamed to speak loudly!"
At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.
Five or six doctors came in wearing white coats and carrying various boxes.
"Young Master, Dr. Gao is here." A middle-aged man said to Min Haoran.
He is Butler Li of the Min family.
"Inspector, I was still ten meters away when I heard someone speaking nonsense and boasting arrogantly."
"Western medicine is the crystallization of the world's most advanced technology, while traditional Chinese medicine is still based on bark and grass roots that have been around for thousands of years."
The speaker was Gao Xiaosong, an internationally renowned cardiopulmonary medicine expert in his fifties.
He looked at Qin Fan: "Young man, do you think ancient swords are more powerful or modern guns?"
Qin Fan smiled and did not answer his question at all.
Counter question: "Do you think your Western medicine can save Mr. Min in bed?"
"Western medicine is scientific and pragmatic. Whether it can save the patient or not depends on our examination before we can come up with the best treatment plan."
"Haha, please check."
Qin Fan didn't want to argue with the other party.
He had just "looked" and knew the condition of Min Yoongi's lungs.
To put it bluntly, Min Yoongi was already in a state of suspended animation on the bed.
He is exactly the same as Mr. Yuan back then, but his symptoms are different.
He wanted to see how the arrogant Dr. Gao came to the rescue.
Seeing what Qin Fan said, Gao Xiaosong said arrogantly: "Little Chinese doctor, step aside."
Min Haoran also glanced at Qin Fan coldly.
If it weren't for the Chinese medicine doctor Min Zhengqi invited, he probably would have sent someone away.
Qin Fan's face was calm, with no expression visible.