"Zhang Wenmao, didn't you say that Divine Doctor Qin would be here soon? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"
As soon as Jiang Yuxi and Zhang Zhi entered the door of Zhang's villa, they saw an old man wearing a white cloth jacket, black velvet trousers, and wide-mouthed black shoes in the living room, yelling and cursing at Zhang Wenmao.
Zhang Wenmao stood aside with his head down coldly. He was in his forties or fifties and was trained like a grandson by the old man.
This old man is obviously the old doctor who gave Qin Lang the silver needle in the hospital.
The old man's name is Zhang Zhanhai. He has studied traditional Chinese medicine all his life and his medical skills are considered superb.
After Zhang Zhanhai retired, he was re-employed as a traditional Chinese medicine expert by Macheng People's Hospital. He worked two days a week. On that day, Qin Lang asked for a silver needle. A doctor went to Zhang Zhanhai to get it. He complained a few words about a stupid young man pretending to be a big-tailed wolf.
He wanted to use a silver needle to extract the poison from his biological father, which attracted Zhang Zhanhai's attention.
Zhang Zhanhai has unparalleled medical ethics. How could he arbitrarily allow an outsider to give a patient acupuncture? What's more, he knew Qin Chuan's condition. His internal organs had long been eroded by the virus. Even he had no choice but to rely on some expensive western medicine to survive.
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Now his son actually appears and wants to give me an injection himself. Is he planning to murder his biological father or is he really capable?
Out of curiosity, Zhang Zhanhai personally took the silver needle to Qin Chuan's ward, but he didn't expect that Qin Lang would use the 'Tianfu Divine Needle', which shocked Zhang Zhanhai immediately.
Although Zhang Zhanhai doesn't know this set of acupuncture, he knows that this 'Tianfu Divine Acupuncture' is known as a resurrecting needle. A set of acupuncture techniques can cure all diseases, but there are almost no people who know it now.
There is a journey of medical skill, and those who have mastered it are teachers.
Therefore, even if Zhang Zhanhai wanted to worship Qin Lang as his teacher, after being perfunctory by Qin Lang, when he went to find Qin Lang again, he found that Qin Chuan had been discharged from the hospital, and Qin Lang had gone somewhere.
After Zhang Zhanhai came back, he never forgot about this and always wanted to go to Qin's house in person. However, a big shot came to the house in the past two days, which delayed Zhang Zhanhai's schedule.
And it happened that this big shot was already ninety years old. He fell ill as soon as he said he was ill. Even Zhang Zhanhai was at a loss. In desperation, Zhang Zhanhai could only ask Zhang Wenmao to go to Qin's house and give a death order.
I want to invite Qin Lang here.
This involves the life and death of that big shot. Zhang Wenmao dares to neglect him. He just thinks that his father is old and confused. How could he say that Qin Chuan's incompetent son is some kind of miracle doctor? Isn't this nonsense?
But when he saw Qin Chuan standing in front of him alive and kicking, he couldn't help but believe his father's words a little more.
As a former rival, Zhang Wenmao knew very well what was going on with Qin Chuan. Qin Chuan was seriously ill and he had sent people to inquire about it. All the gossip told him that Qin Chuan could not even move and would not live long.
But now that Qin Chuan is alive, Zhang Wenmao is also curious about Qin Lang. He thinks that Qin Lang met some master in prison and learned the magical acupuncture technique.
As a result, I went to Qin's house and was disappointed. Although Qin Lang promised that he would come, it seemed that it was already dinner time and no one had arrived yet. Could it be that this kid had no real ability and was cheating?
Is he playing?
Zhang Wenmao is a filial son, the kind who won't say anything even if his father points him in the nose and scolds him, especially when this matter involves that big shot.
The same goes for this big shot. He is over ninety years old. Why are you coming all the way from the north? If you die in your own home, wouldn't you be causing trouble for yourself?
What's even more painful is that Zhang Wenmao is what he is today because of the influence of this big shot. If this big shot really dies in his home, Zhang Wenmao will really be blamed.
"I have indeed invited him, and he has agreed to come. If you don't believe me, just ask Ada."
Zhang Wenmao glanced at the man in a black suit next to him with an aggrieved look, the driver he took to Qin's house.
In fact, this Ada is not Zhang Wenmao's driver, but the big shot's personal guard.
Ada said to Zhang Zhanhai: "He did agree, but he didn't agree to come with us. He said he wanted to prepare and come by himself in the afternoon."
"Trash, I've raised you for decades in vain. If you can't bring Divine Doctor Qin back to me today, don't come back."
Zhang Zhanhai pointed at Zhang Wenmao's nose angrily and cursed: "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you go pick me up quickly? Do you want me, an old man, to pick him up myself?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go right away!"
Zhang Wenmao responded quickly, turned around, and saw Zhang Zhi and Jiang Yuxi standing behind him. His face immediately turned red. He was embarrassed in front of his son and juniors. From now on, he would not be able to see anyone when he went out.
But there is already an old man lying on the bed at home. If he makes his father angry again, Zhang Wenmao will feel like he has one head and two heads.
"Uncle Zhang, are you very busy? I'll go back first?"
Jiang Yuxi pretended not to see anything and asked Zhang Wenmao politely.
"Yuxi, since you're here, don't be in a hurry to go back. It's already this late and it's not safe to go back at night. You can just eat at home and have a place to live at home. I'll call your father later and let you know tomorrow.
Just take the information back."
"Let Xiaozhi take care of you. I'm in a hurry. I'll be right back."
Zhang Wenmao wiped the sweat from his forehead, arranged Jiang Yuxi's arrangements in a few words, and ran out quickly.
Jiang Yuxi saw clearly what Zhang Zhanhai had just reprimanded Zhang Wenmao. When she heard Zhang Zhanhai shouting about the miracle doctor Qin, she thought of what Qin Lang said to Zhang Zhi before he left: "Don't cry and ask me to come back." Jiang Yuxi thought in her heart
Startled.
Could it be that Qin Lang was really invited by Zhang Wenmao and was driven away by Zhang Zhi?
But didn't he just come out of prison? How could he turn around and have Zhang Wenmao as a guest?
This role changed so quickly that Jiang Yuxi felt that her brain was a bit out of use.
Also surprised was Zhang Zhi on the side.
He scolded Qin Lang away, but just now Qin Lang said that his father invited him.
Doctor Qin, is it impossible?
In Zhang Zhi's impression, Qin Lang was just a second-rate man who had just come out of prison. How could he become a miracle doctor?
Impossible, absolutely impossible, they must be people with the same surname, but why did Qin Lang come to his house for nothing?
Zhang Zhi was full of questions, but he was already muttering in his heart and couldn't figure out the answer.
As soon as Zhang Wenmao went out, he took out his mobile phone, rummaged through it for a long time before he found Qin Chuan's mobile phone number, and dialed it angrily.
When the phone rang, Zhang Wenmao wiped his face, calmed down instantly, and said to the phone in a very gentle tone: "Brother Qin, I had some disagreements with your Qin family before. I, Old Zhang, apologized to you. You
Look, we can’t keep our promises to me!”
Qin Chuan was also confused when he received the call: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Zhang Wenmao said calmly: "Didn't my eldest nephew say he would come to help my patients? Why haven't he arrived yet?"
Qin Chuan over there was also anxious: "Not here yet? Impossible. He has already gone out. At this time, he can run back and forth. Is there something wrong?"
At this time, Zhang Wenmao was completely panicked: "But he hasn't arrived yet! Could he have run away?"
Zhang Wenmao was originally doubtful about whether Qin Lang was really capable, but he let it slip this time, completely irritating Qin Chuan.
"Zhang Wenmao, what nonsense are you talking about? People in my Qin family have always been spitters and nails. I know that my Qin Chuan son, although he is a bit of a dandy, has never failed to speak his mind!"
"You invited my son away, but now that he is gone, you come to me to ask for his son! Are you still a human?"
"If something happens to my son, even if I, Qin Chuan, have no ability, I will carry a bag of explosives and die with you!"
Qin Chuan on the opposite side hung up the phone after scolding him, and then immediately found Qin Lang's phone number and dialed it.
"The number you dialed is currently unavailable..."
Hearing the notification tone on the phone, Qin Chuan also became anxious and shouted outside: "Lao Lu, hurry up, come with me to Liucheng."
Zhang Wenmao on the other side was also confused. From Qin Chuan's tone, it didn't seem like he was telling lies.
So what exactly went wrong?
When Zhang Wenmao's car slowly drove past the security booth at the entrance of the community, Zhang Wenmao looked at the security guard inside and asked casually: "Are there any visitors to my house today?" (To be continued)