On the morning of the fifth day, as soon as the hospital opened its doors, a group of armed soldiers rushed in and divided into two lines in the hospital. Then a middle-aged man in his forties walked in.
The middle-aged man is a Chinese. He is wearing a Tang suit, which is extremely rare here. He looks very impressive, but his right leg is a little lame when he walks.
Seeing these people, Qin Haodong and Hu Xiaoxian looked at each other lightly. Apart from General List's people, there was no other company in the Golden Triangle that could put up such a formation.
The purpose of opening a medical clinic here was to attract Liszt's attention, but they didn't expect it to come so soon.
Qin Haodong stood up and said to the middle-aged man: "Sir, what are you doing at my medical clinic?"
The middle-aged man looked at Qin Haodong and saw that he was only in his early 20s. He frowned slightly and said, "Of course you go to the hospital to see a doctor. Where is the doctor here?"
Qin Haodong said: "I am the sitting doctor here."
The middle-aged man looked at him again and said, "They say there is Doctor Tang in Tangmen Medical Center who can cure all kinds of diseases. Could it be that he is talking about you?"
Qin Haodong smiled slightly: "I don't think I can cure all diseases, but I am indeed the only doctor in this hospital."
"Then show me what's wrong with me?" The middle-aged man said in a very domineering manner, "If you look at it, you will be rewarded. If you don't look at it, your medical clinic will be demolished."
"Then please sit down!"
Qin Haodong asked the middle-aged man to sit in front of the consulting table, stretched out his hand to take his pulse, and then said: "Your health is generally good, but you have some stomach problems due to irregular eating for a long time, but it's not too serious.
It’s serious. It’s just chronic gastritis. I’ll prescribe some medicine for you later. You’ll be cured after taking it for two or three days.”
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, although Qin Haodong looked quite young, his medical skills were really good, and he could see his problem at a glance.
Qin Haodong added: "In addition, your right leg suffered a gunshot wound ten years ago, and the treatment was not very good, so you are left with a limp.
But it’s not a big deal to me and it can be easily cured.”
"What? You said my leg can be cured?"
At this time, the middle-aged man was no longer as calm as before, with a look of shock on his face. The young man in front of him not only accurately stated the time of his injury, but also said that his lameness could be cured, which was completely unexpected.
his expectations.
You must know that after he was injured, he visited famous doctors and many famous surgeons over the years, but they all said that his leg muscle tissue was injured and had symptoms of atrophy. He was lucky to be able to maintain the status quo in this life, and there was no complete cure.
possible.
Qin Haodong said: "Of course, this is not a serious matter. It only takes a few minutes to cure it."
The middle-aged man raised his hand and took out a black pistol from his waist, slapped it on the table and said, "Do you know who I am? If you make fun of me, I can kill you with one shot!"
Qin Haodong's expression remained calm and said: "I don't care how noble your status is, but all the people who come to me are my patients. I never joke with patients, at least not with their illness."
Seeing Qin Haodong speaking extremely seriously, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly ignited with anticipation and he said, "Okay, show me now."
Qin Haodong asked the middle-aged man to lie down on the bed next to him, rolled up his trouser legs, pinched his shrunken calf, and said: "The surgery you did back then was not very successful. Although the warhead was taken out, it hurt the surrounding areas.
tissue, thus causing the meridians to atrophy.
If it is not treated as soon as possible, it will only get worse and worse, and in a few years you will have to live in a wheelchair." As he spoke, he inserted the silver needles in his hand into the acupuncture points of his calf one by one.
Use Huitian needle to help him repair damaged muscle tissue and clear blocked meridians.
The middle-aged man felt a burst of warmth coming from his legs, and then felt unprecedentedly comfortable.
About ten minutes later, Qin Haodong took back all the silver needles, patted her calf and said, "Get up, your leg is healed!"
"So fast?" Although he felt that Qin Haodong's acupuncture method was unusual, the middle-aged man still couldn't believe that his leg was healed so quickly. He turned over and sat up from the bed, first checking his own
calf.
I was shocked to find that the right calf, which had already shrunk significantly before, and was slightly thinner than the left calf, had completely recovered and was indistinguishable from the left leg.
He didn't bother to put on his shoes and jumped out of bed barefoot. He walked a few steps on the ground and found that his legs were indeed no longer lame. Then he jumped a few more times and felt a steady and powerful force coming from his calves.
Feel.
Well, in just ten minutes, his leg was completely healed by Qin Haodong!
"Doctor Tang, you are such a miracle doctor!" The middle-aged man's face was full of excitement and joy. He had been lame on this leg for ten years and had completely given up hope, but today he is completely back to normal.
He reached out and took out two stacks of green knives from his pocket, and patted them directly on Qin Haodong's consulting table, "Doctor Tang, this is your consultation fee."
The overall economy of Myanmar is still very backward. These two stacks of US dollars are enough for ordinary people to live comfortably for a lifetime. However, Qin Haodong did not react much. After taking the money, he handed it back to Hu Xiaoxian next to him.
The middle-aged man said again: "Doctor Tang, please introduce yourself. I am Han Baochang, the chief steward of General Liszt. In the past few days, I heard that a great doctor has appeared in our Golden Triangle, so I came here today to ask Dr. Tang to treat the general.
The son is cured."
Qin Haodong said: "But, I still have many patients here, can you wait until I finish treating these patients before going there?"
Han Baochang said: "Doctor Tang, there are no other patients here besides me. The young master's condition cannot be delayed. You can pack up and follow me now."
As the steward of General Liszt, he is definitely one person below ten thousand people in the Golden Triangle. He always walks sideways wherever he goes. Just because Qin Haodong cured his leg, he spoke so politely. If it were any other doctor
, I’m afraid I’ll just tie them up and leave.
Qin Haodong glanced outside the door and was surprised to find that it was empty. All the patients who had just started queuing had left.
It seems that Liszt is really powerful here. When he saw his people coming to the hospital, other people did not dare to come forward.
"Okay, please ask Butler Han to lead the way."
Qin Haodong's purpose in coming to Myanmar was to get close to General List, and time was tight, so he said nothing and followed Han Baochang out of the door and got into the military green SUV outside.
The road condition in Myanmar is really not good. There are potholes everywhere, big potholes within small potholes. No wonder people here like to drive off-road vehicles. If you leave a sports car here, I'm afraid it will be completely scrapped before it can drive very far.
About half an hour later, Han Baochang's off-road vehicle drove to a military camp at the foot of a mountain. It seemed that this was General List's residence.
The military camp is very large, covering almost the entire foot of the mountain. There are many guards at the entrance of the camp, all armed with live ammunition. Deep in the camp, near the foot of the mountain, there are several luxurious villas standing one after another.
Qin Haodong and Han Baochang got out of the car, walked into the villa, and came to a very luxuriously decorated living room.
After entering the door, Qin Haodong found that besides him, there were already seven or eight doctors. These people had different skin colors and spoke different languages. It seemed that Liszt had not just invited him, but doctors from all over the world.
.
After asking Qin Haodong to sit down, Han Baochang said to the people present: "Everyone, General List invites you to treat our young master. No matter what the result is, he will pay a medical fee of 10,000 US dollars. If anyone can cure our young master,
The general has said that he will be rewarded with 10 million US dollars immediately."
After saying this, the expressions of the people in the room changed. Ten million US dollars is not a small amount. Even in economically developed Europe and the United States, it is enough to live comfortably for a lifetime.
Qin Haodong secretly thought that giving 10,000 US dollars as long as he was invited was considered a generous act. It seemed that Liszt had really put a lot of thought into his son's illness.
Han Baochang continued: "Everyone, please prepare first. I'm going to see the young master now."
After saying that, he led the people out of the living room and walked upstairs.
After Han Baochang left, everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Haodong, for no other reason than that he was too young.
A bald Caucasian doctor glanced at Qin Haodong with disdain and said, "Are you a doctor too?"
He is Gullit, a famous medical doctor in country M. He is very knowledgeable in psychiatry and is the medical expert invited by Lister.
Qin Haodong's English is pretty good and he said: "Of course!"
Gulit asked again: "Are you from Japan?"
Qin Haodong shook his head, "I am Chinese."
"Chinese!" Gulit immediately laughed, his smile full of disdain. He shook his head and said, "Japan has learned a lot about our medical skills over the years. If you are a Japanese, I still believe it."
You may know some medical skills, but the Chinese are really far behind."
At this time, another Caucasian doctor with pigtails said: "Gulit, you are right. The Chinese people have been exposed to Western medicine for too short a time. They have not learned the essence of Western medicine at all, and their medical skills are still very backward.
"
He is Fernand, a medical expert from the UK, who has done a lot of research on human head diseases.
Looking at these two arrogant white people, Qin Haodong said: "You are overthinking. I am a Chinese medicine doctor."
"What? Chinese medicine?" Gullit and Fernand were stunned for a moment and then laughed wildly.
Gullit said: "It's so funny. Can Chinese medicine cure diseases? How dare you come here to cheat money?"
Fernand said with a smile: "You are right, Chinese medicine doctors are originally liars, and cheating people out of food and drink is exactly what they do."
Qin Haodong frowned. A self-righteous guy like this is really annoying.
At this moment, a yellow doctor next to him said: "Traditional Chinese medicine is indeed not good. Originally they only learned a little bit from our Korean medicine, and they have squandered it over the years, so the current Chinese medicine cannot cure diseases at all."
The speaker was a doctor from Bangbang Country named Park Zhenghuan.
The anger in Qin Haodong's heart is getting bigger and bigger. It's okay for the two white people who don't know anything to talk nonsense, because they don't understand Chinese medicine after all, but the Korean doctors from the Bangbang country in front of them are too shameless. Their medical skills
Originally, they learned it from China, but they turned around and became ungrateful, knocking people on their backs and shouting all day long that Chinese medicine came from Korean medicine.
"What did you say?" Qin Haodong said with a cold voice, looking at Pu Zhenghuan.
"Why didn't you hear clearly? I said that your Chinese medicine comes from our Korean medicine, but you only learned a little bit about it, and now there isn't even much left. It really embarrasses our Korean medicine!"
Before Pu Zhenghuan could finish speaking, he suddenly found a huge fist appearing in front of his eyes, and then he was knocked to the ground by a punch.