The personal doctor of the beautiful president

In Zhu Jin's view, Han Xingye's thinking is simply crazy.

Han Xingye smiled: "I've already said that eating pig brains is good for you."

Zhu Jin said: "Hmph, you are still stubborn when you are about to die. I want to see if you can still laugh after being slapped in the face."

All the doctors present felt that there was something wrong with Han Xingye's way of thinking.

How can there be such a cure?
Only Xie Sikai is convinced of this. He has seen Han Xingye's sky-reaching methods with his own eyes. Even the bullets in the old chief's body were solved by Han Xingye with magical methods. It's just a small problem that can't be said. Handy thing?
He took the initiative to pick up the medicine bowl and brought it to Shui Wanxi: "Drink it while it's hot."

Zhu Jin couldn't help but said: "Don't drink it, do you think it's magic, just say yes?"

Shui Wanxi gave him a hard look, showing a look of great disappointment, then picked up the medicine bowl without hesitation, raised her head and drank it.

The first mouthful of the medicine entered her throat, and she immediately felt extremely refreshing in her throat, and her lungs were not as burning as before, as if she had eaten mints.

Immediately afterwards, there were two gurgling sounds in her stomach.

When the old man heard the cooing sound, his expression changed drastically.

He is an old doctor of Chinese medicine, of course he understands the reason for these noises, it is a sign of stomach qi descending.

The patient's illness was originally caused by the rise of stomach qi, but now that the stomach qi is down, it means that the disease is mostly cured.

He was very terrified in his heart. He had studied the prescriptions all his life, could it be that he was wrong?

Seeing this, everyone in the ward also showed incomparably surprised expressions.

Everyone is a doctor, not a layman, so how can they fail to see that Han Xingye's level is much higher than that of the old man.

The old man prescribes a prescription, which is a classic prescription. There are seven or eight herbs in the prescription, and it takes three doses to be effective.

And Han Xingye did whatever he wanted, and did not follow the rules at all. He created an original prescription, only used one medicine, and one dose was effective.

The gap here is terrifying to think about.

Xie Sikai savored the meaning of "rich soil and buried gold" in his heart.

Although he believed that Han Xingye's ability was fine before, to be honest, he didn't know much about fortune-telling terms like Tu Duo Jin Bu.

Now that I have seen with my own eyes that the cicada has degenerated into a miracle, I can't help but not believe it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the word Han Xingye gave was quite accurate. It not only described the disease clearly, but also gave a treatment plan.

Excessive stomach qi suppresses the lungs, that is buried in earth and gold, it is too vivid.

It seems that apart from this fortune-telling term, I really can't find a more suitable word, even in medical terms.

After losing a bet with Han Xingye before, he called Master Han Xingye, and he still felt a little aggrieved. Later, Han Xingye gave him a lot of prescriptions. Although Han Xingye shared a lot of money, it made him gain a lot of fame. ,This is the most important.

For an imperial doctor like him, money is nothing.

He found out that after calling Han Xingye Master, he got many benefits, and gradually he didn't reject it.

And just now, he witnessed Han Xingye's immortal methods with his own eyes, and was shocked again.

Now he is not out of interest, but is really conquered by Han Xingye's superb medical skills, and he willingly recognizes Han Xingye as his master.

In the eyes of everyone gathered, Han Xingye looked relaxed, and he said to Shui Wanxi, "Try talking now."

Everyone was stunned.

No way, the medicine has only been taken for a few minutes, and you are about to let the patient talk, so don't you give him some recovery time?

Do you really think your medicine is Shenshui? Even if it is Shenshui, it will not be so fast, at least you have to wait until tomorrow.

Everyone was surprised, but Shui Wanxi coughed twice, cleared her throat, and tried to say: "Thank you."

Can she really speak?

Everyone was stunned. Could it be that it was really Shenshui, or an enhanced version.

Shui Wanxi looked at Han Xingye with gratitude.

Seeing Shui Wanxi's eyes, Zhu Jin felt sour and very uncomfortable.

He quickly stepped forward and said happily: "It's finally cured, so I won't delay tomorrow's concert."

Shui Wanxi took a step back in disgust, and said coldly to Zhu Jin, "Does it have something to do with you?"

Zhu Jin thumped in his heart, and asked, "Honey, what's the matter?"

Shui Wanxi sneered, and replied, "Who is your dear, show some respect."

"We are boyfriend and girlfriend, of course we should call them dear." Zhu Jin had a very ominous premonition in his heart.

Shui Wanxi said without hesitation: "It's not anymore. I was blind before, but now I can see clearly that we are not suitable."

She used to think that Zhu Jin was young and promising, a world-renowned brain surgery expert, a proper world-class elite, good-looking, and a high-quality male.

But through today's events, she has thoroughly seen through the essence of this man, hypocritical and selfish, jealous of talents, narrow-minded, and desperate for face.

For the sake of his face, he can even ignore his own illness.

Such a person is obviously unreliable.

Zhu Jin was in a hurry, and kept saying, "Listen to my explanation, I'm not what you think..."

"There's nothing to talk about between us. What I said to you is already very polite." Shui Wanxi said, "I hope you can save some face for each other and stop stalking."

"I just want to stalk, it's about my life's happiness, I can't give up." Zhu Jin said hastily: "For you, I gave up the good living and working environment abroad, and returned to China, which can be regarded as giving up for my family." You can't leave me alone if you lose your career."

"Don't talk about it, you returned to China because in the United States, you have reached the upper limit of your development, and you can't go any further. Instead, the treatment given to you in China is even higher."

The United States likes to recruit technical talents from all over the world and give them high salaries, but the development space is limited. When you reach a certain height, you will hit the ceiling.

Americans have the most double standards. When you are completely under his control, he will give you a relatively fair environment, but when you have the strength to challenge him, he will immediately arrange you.

In the United States, people of the yellow race have always been at the bottom of the chain of contempt, and anyone can step on them.

Zhu Jin's development over there has reached its peak, and there is no room for further advancement.

Because his reputation as a world-class neurosurgery expert is a gold-plated signboard, major hospitals in China are eager for talents, and the treatment offered is quite attractive, so he has the idea of ​​returning to China.