"Ambassador Qian, you don't have to be so polite. The reason I came to Great Britain this time is to go among the people at the bottom and promote our Chinese traditional medicine skills.
Before I came here, I already understood that I want to go to Stratford in the east of Great Britain, and I would like to ask Ambassador Qian to help me arrange a suitable Chinese medicine clinic to stay."
"Dr. Qin's Stratford is a famous slum in Great Britain. The environment inside is dirty and messy, and the crime rate is very high. How can I safely let you go there?"
Qin Luo smiled lightly and said:
“The slums in every city are where diseases breed most widely and where Chinese medicine is most needed.
Since I want to promote traditional Chinese medicine in a foreign country, I naturally have to stick to a place where patients are concentrated."
"only!"
Ambassador Qian paused. You must know that the superiors personally greeted Ambassador Qian and told him not to neglect Qin Luo.
If Qin Luo is asked to go to the slums as soon as he comes, if this reaches the ears of the leaders, he may have to be kicked out of office.
"Ambassador Qian, I have made up my mind. Please don't be embarrassed. Please help me find a Chinese medicine clinic to stay."
Qin Luo said firmly.
"Oh, that's fine." Ambassador Qian has read many people and can see that Qin Luo is the kind of person who never changes his mind once he makes up his mind.
So I could only sigh and finally followed Qin Luo's request.
I have to say that Ambassador Qian's speed is quite fast.
There happened to be a traditional Chinese medicine clinic in the Stratford area. Due to the downturn in traditional Chinese medicine, it was selling out. Ambassador Qian came forward and bought it at a very low price.
Qin Luo originally wanted to find a traditional Chinese medicine clinic to stay, but he didn't expect that Ambassador Qian actually bought a medical clinic.
Just buy it, it’s more convenient to buy it.
After dinner, Ambassador Qian sent a special car to take Qin Luo to Stratford, a slum in Great Britain.
Stratford is indeed a famous slum in Great Britain.
The streets are filled with sewage and garbage is everywhere. The entire slum exudes a sense of boundless depression.
The car stopped in front of a traditional Chinese medicine clinic called Baozhitang.
Dong Qin jumped out of the car and used the key to open the rolling shutter door of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
As soon as the rolling shutter door was opened, a musty smell immediately hit our face.
It was dark inside. Dong Qin turned on the light. It was a consulting room of more than thirty square meters. Behind the consulting room was a bedroom of less than ten square meters.
Dong Qin frowned: "Dr. Qin, the conditions here are really bad. You'd better live in the embassy. At worst, you'll come here every day for medical treatment."
"It doesn't matter, I think this is good."
Qin Luo smiled lightly, he was not here for tourism, he was here to promote the culture of traditional Chinese medicine, and it didn't matter if the conditions were difficult.
"Okay then." Seeing Qin Luo's determined look, Dong Qin knew that it would be useless to say more.
Then he helped Qin Luo clean up the traditional Chinese medicine clinic called "Baozhitang".
He also packed up the medicines Qin Luo had consigned and put them in the medicine cabinet, and then Dong Qin drove back.
After seeing Dong Qin off, Qin Luo was about to close the door.
At this time, two men in their twenties staggered into the clinic.
One was unshaven and wearing a black coat.
The other one was a bit young, with yellow hair on his head and a bright dagger in his hand.
Qin Luo didn't expect that before the clinic opened, it would attract two second-rate men.
"Who are you and what's the matter here?" Qin Luo asked.
The unshaven man glanced at Qin Luo and asked with a sneer: "Is this medical clinic newly opened?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" Qin Luo asked.
"What's wrong? The opening of all shops on this street requires the permission of my eldest brother Parker.
Boy, you know something and bring us some money, otherwise my boss will have tea with you."
Huang Mao sneered.
"Haha," Qin Luo smiled lightly and walked quickly to the two gangsters.
"Go back and tell your boss that I don't have the habit of paying protection money. If I don't pay it today, I won't pay it in the future."
"No, you Chinese are quite crazy. I ask you to act cool. Let's see how I deal with you."
The yellow-haired man and the unshaven man looked at each other, and both of them rushed towards Qin Luo.
Qin Luo smiled coldly, turned sideways and came directly to the two of them, used both hands to pinch the back of their necks.
"Ah! Ah!"
The two gangsters suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of their necks.
Then, I felt like I couldn't move my entire neck.
"What's going on? Why can't our necks move?"
The two of them were dumbfounded. When Qin Luo squeezed their necks, they couldn't move their necks. What was going on?
"Tell your boss to come over and apologize to me in person, beating the gongs and drums. Otherwise, you will maintain this image for the rest of your life."
Qin Luo said coldly, and when he raised his head, he threw the two gangsters out of the clinic.
The two gangsters were like two dead fish. It took a lot of effort to help each other get up.
However, the pain in my neck was excruciating when I moved it, and I couldn't move it at all.
The two of them are not stupid. They know that they have hit a brick wall. With their methods, it is impossible to deal with Qin Luo.
The two of them discussed it and decided that the thirty-sixth strategy was the best one.
They supported each other and left the clinic, probably to go find the boss.
The neighbors around the medical center also opened their doors and saw Qin Luo throwing the two gangsters out.
I couldn't help but look at Qin Luo with admiration.
One of the restaurant owners, who was serving Chinese cuisine, hesitated and came to the door of the hospital.
"Brother, do you own this store?"
"Yes, I bought it and planned to open a medical clinic." Qin Luo said with a smile.
The owner of the restaurant looked in the direction where the gangster disappeared with lingering fear.
After confirming that the two people had not returned, the owner of the restaurant said cautiously:
"Brother, I am also from China and have been here for several years. Let me remind you that you are new here and you don't know the rules here.
The two people just now are members of the Sanlian Gang here. The Sanlian Gang are murderous demons. Why did you offend them the moment you came here?
Alas, your life will not be easy in the future."
Just as he was talking, he heard a sudden roar of motorcycles on the street.