The airport is a place where people come and go. The scene of Yang Mu giving Ji Fanghua acupuncture quickly attracted the attention of many passers-by, who all stopped and looked curiously.
"What are you doing, acupuncture and moxibustion to treat diseases?"
"Tch! Acupuncture can cure shitty diseases. In my opinion, it's just a few scammers who are acting out. It's going to be almost done soon, and I guess they'll start selling fake medicines to make money!"
"In what age are you still doing this?"
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Everyone had different expressions, some were curious, some were mocking, some were disdainful, and some went to call the staff to drive Yang Mu and his party away.
Soon, Yang Mu's treatment ended and he pulled out several silver needles from Ji Fanghua's head.
"Okay... okay? Am I really okay?" Ji Fanghua looked in disbelief.
Yang Mu said: "You should know best how your body feels, so why bother asking me."
Ji Fanghua did feel the changes in her body. If not, she wouldn't be so surprised and unbelievable. She was so shocked that it even overshadowed the surprise in her heart.
Naturally, other people in the delegation did not have the same intuitive feelings as her.
They simply did not believe that Yang Mu could possibly cure Ji Fanghua's high blood pressure.
"I happen to have equipment here that can measure blood pressure. I will measure it for you now, Professor Ji!"
A middle-aged man said, taking out a set of portable equipment from the suitcase.
Ji Fanghua did not refuse. For her, she believed in the test results of the instrument more than her own feelings.
After a while, as the test results came out, everyone in the delegation was stunned.
"Systolic blood pressure is 112mmHg, diastolic blood pressure is 73mmHg..."
The middle-aged man was dumbfounded when he read out the test results. The test results showed that his blood pressure was normal, which meant he was at least much healthier than himself!
He quickly looked at Yang Mu and said impatiently: "Miracle doctor, I also have a slight problem of high blood pressure. Can you give me a look?"
Everyone: "??"
The rest of the delegation were speechless.
Didn't you just look full of disbelief? Why did your face change so quickly, and you asked someone to treat you in the blink of an eye?
Yang Mu asked him to come and stand in front of him.
Treating one patient is a cure, and treating several patients is also a cure. To him, there is no difference.
After a while, the middle-aged man said in surprise: "Okay, it's really good. Relaxed! I haven't felt this relaxed all over my body for several years."
"Lao Zhang, why don't you test yourself and see if your blood pressure is really normal?" someone suggested.
The middle-aged man glared and said, "What are you testing? How can I not know the condition of my body? Are you doubting Doctor Yang's medical skills?"
As he said that, he looked at Yang Mu with expectant eyes: "Miracle Doctor Yang, you see, as I get older, things between men and women are getting more and more complicated. This must be a disease, right? Can it be cured?"
Everyone was speechless again. Why hadn't they noticed before that this guy was so thick-skinned?
"It can be cured. I will write a prescription for you later, and you can get the medicine yourself." Yang Mu said.
The rest of the delegation could not sit still at this time.
Even though they were all famous doctors in the eyes of the world, they actually had some problems with their bodies. At this time, they all came forward, hoping that Yang Mu would take a look at them.
"Line up and come one by one!" Yang Mu said.
Ji Fanghua was dumbfounded when everyone in the delegation lined up in front of Yang Mu.
Are you bringing a group of doctors or a group of patients?
Is there anything so outrageous in the world?
The Chinese Medical Delegation hasn’t gone abroad to promote medical skills yet, but they want to find someone to treat themselves first?
"How about it, do you still doubt his medical skills now? Is this the first time you have truly realized that Chinese medicine is much more amazing than you imagined?"
Li Zhongchun stood next to Ji Fanghua, looking like an old child, his face full of pride, which was completely different from his usual steady appearance.
Ji Fanghua rolled her eyes at him and said: "I really don't doubt his medical skills now, even if I let him be the team leader. Traditional Chinese medicine really shocked me.
Now I finally understand that it’s not that Chinese medicine is incompetent, it’s that guys like you, who are not good at studying, can’t make Chinese medicine famous!”
The proud expression on Li Zhongchun's face froze instantly.
"Look, as I said, these people are just acting! However, they are basically a group of amateurs. If you want to find someone to pretend to be a miracle doctor, at least find an old man. But to find a guy with no hair at all, you are a fool.
Fooled!"
A tall and thin middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said proudly.
He saw several airport personnel walking towards this direction and said excitedly:
"The people from the airport are here, let's wait and see the good show. These liars will be kicked out soon! No. If you dare to go to such a place to cheat, you should be caught and locked up! Especially if you give people
That guy who is treating the doctor is not a good guy at first glance."
However, what happened next made him dumbfounded.
Ji Fanghua took out her ID and showed it to the other party. Soon, the leading airport staff returned the ID to her with a respectful expression. Not only did she not chase Yang Mu away, but she helped maintain order.
"What's going on?"
"It seems that they are some kind of medical delegation going to attend an exchange conference abroad?"
"Ah! In other words, this young man is really a miracle doctor?"
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Now, the people watching were all excited.
These days, it is not difficult to see a doctor, but it is not easy to treat a disease. Wanting to meet a miracle doctor is like buying a lottery ticket.
Everyone ran over and lined up.
He didn't even ask Yang Mu if he was willing to treat them.
Yang Mu didn't say anything. He treated these people who suddenly came to line up no differently than he treated people from the delegation.
However, when it was the turn of a tall, thin middle-aged man, he said calmly:
"You'd better stop being a fool and find an old man whose hair has grown all the way to give you a good look. Maybe he can cure your kidney yin deficiency!"
This middle-aged man is the guy who was standing aside just now, constantly making sarcastic remarks.
Amid the roars of laughter from everyone, the middle-aged man walked away quickly and dejectedly.
It wasn't until boarding was approaching that Yang Mu's "free clinic" had to end.
If not, more and more people would queue up, and I'm afraid it would never end.
The World Medical Congress is held in Italy, Europe.
It happens that part of the Alps is located in this country.
Yang Mu planned to wait until the end of the conference and if there was still no news about Queen Camilla, he would go and look for her personally no matter what.
In the evening, Yang Mu and his party arrived at the Italian Capital Airport.
According to prior arrangements, members of the Chinese embassy here will come to greet them and take them to the arranged hotel.
Everyone soon met with the people from the embassy.
What surprised them was that the people from the embassy said they were not in a hurry to go to the hotel, but would take them to see a princess first.
"Princess?"
Everyone in the delegation was confused after hearing this.
This means that a princess from a certain European country wants to hold a welcome party for her and her group?
The question is, how can I and others have such great dignity?