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"Mr. Zhao, I really didn't expect that you are the author of "Swordsman." A gentle middle-aged man said in amazement.

On the other hand, Zhao Mu smiled embarrassedly, and then motioned for the other party to sit down and chat.

The two discussed the adaptation of the novel in a high-end coffee shop where a glass of water can be sold for [-] yuan.

"Originally, our company's senior management had some doubts about you, but since we heard that you are the original creator of those songs, our company finally agreed to let you be the director of our crew." The middle-aged man smiled.

"In this case, I hope that I will decide who will play the role of 'Ren Yingying' in the play." Zhao Mu directly stated his request without beating around the bush.

"Oh? Mr. Zhao is really straightforward. This request is not too much. Considering your talent for those few songs, our company has a lot of trust in you, and we hope that you will not let our company down." The young man slowly expressed his opinion.

"Then wish us a happy cooperation." Zhao Mu stood up and shook hands with the other party warmly.

In this way, the two discussed some specific matters, and finally decided to let Zhao Mu take full charge of the shooting of the movie, but Zhao Mu couldn't manage too much, and could only give his own opinions in some specific places. It must be negotiated by both parties, and cannot be done arbitrarily by any one's own opinion.

But just when the middle-aged man had discussed everything with Zhao Mu and was about to leave, an accident happened suddenly.

The middle-aged man who had just walked out of the coffee shop was so excited that he forgot to look at the red light for a moment. At this time, a car drove up at high speed and hit the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was knocked three or four meters away in an instant, his body was covered in blood and blood, and a large pool of blood was left on the ground.

And the driver also knew that he had caused a catastrophe, so he immediately rushed out of the car to see if the middle-aged man was still alive.

At this time, Zhao Mu also rushed out, but found that although the middle-aged man seemed to be dying, he was only holding his breath for a while due to the sudden impact. He only needed to use silver needles to get him out of danger after some first aid, and then sent him to the hospital Connect the broken bones, and after a period of rest, they will be as good as before.

But Zhao Mu came here this time to discuss the adaptation of the film with a middle-aged man, so he didn't bring a silver needle with him at all. suddenly squeezed out.

"Let's make room, I'm Huo Yongxin, the vice president of the Association of Chinese Medicine, let me give first aid to the injured."

After all, this seemingly old man, but full of vigor, took out a set of professional silver needles from his pocket.Zhao Mu glanced at it, and couldn't help but secretly marvel.

Although this Huo Yongxin looked plainly dressed, this set of silver needles was obviously made by a master, and it was expensive, compared to Zhao Mu's previous set of cheap silver needles that were thrown away after use, it was heaven and earth.

It can be seen that what this Huo Yongxin said is true, and that he can use such a professional silver needle can naturally prove that he is indeed the president of the Chinese Medicine Association.

And Zhao Mu sighed secretly at this time, because the middle-aged man had a car accident because he was too excited after discussing things with him, so there was no such thing as a hit, so Zhao Mu didn't realize that the other party would have an accident. Sometimes there is no way to rescue him.

"Old man, I am proficient in Chinese medicine, why not lend me the silver needle and let me give him first aid. After all, this is also my friend." Zhao Mu said.

"Don't be brave, kid. The profession of Chinese medicine is profound and profound. How can you be proficient in three to five years? I think you are only in your 20s at most. How can you have such profound attainments." After Huo Yongxin finished speaking, he ignored Zhao Mu, focused all his attention on the middle-aged man.

I saw Huo Yongxin inserting the silver needles into the middle-aged man's acupuncture points with both hands calmly and quickly, stimulating his physical potential and stimulating him to regain consciousness quickly.

Otherwise, if the middle-aged man is in shock for too long, he may even become a vegetative state due to brain death. Therefore, the middle-aged man must be woken up quickly before he can escape the danger. Only Chinese medicine is good at using this method.

Originally, Zhao Mu was worried that the man would not be rescued if he was sent to the hospital, but he found that he had underestimated this unattractive old man. Not only did Huo Yongxin's treatment measures be correct, but also his technique was extremely skilled, and the speed of needle delivery was even faster. It is three to five times faster than ordinary Chinese medicine.

Zhao Mu originally planned to grab the silver needle and do it himself, but seeing that Huo Yongxin's level is indeed not bad, he felt relieved to let him do it.

"Yeah, although it's not as good as me, it's still a third of my level." Zhao Mu nodded and praised to himself.

This is not because Zhao Mu is satirizing the other party. If he can reach the level of one-third of the skills instilled by the system, he is already a rare genius in this world.This Huo Yongxin would be a veritable genius doctor in any hospital.

Not long after Huo Yongxin applied the needle, the middle-aged man woke up slowly and regained consciousness. At the same time, the hospital's ambulance also rushed to the scene, and Huo Yongxin also took out the silver needle.

Afterwards, Zhao Mu also accompanied the middle-aged man to the hospital, helped him with some procedures, and paid more than 1000 medical expenses in advance. Zhao Mu didn't leave the hospital until someone from the other company came to take over.

And just after Zhao Mu left the hospital, he happened to see Huo Yongxin taking a walk in the park near the hospital.

"Mr. Huo, why are you here?" Zhao Mu asked suspiciously.

And Huo Yongxin just smiled, and then gestured to the badge he was wearing.

Zhao Mu took a look and realized that the other party was the director of the hospital.

"Mr., since you are the president of this hospital and the vice president of the Chinese Medicine Association, can you help me get a medical license?"

Huo Yongxin with a gentle smile heard this and said with a smile: "Young man, if you want to practice medicine, you have to take the exam. As long as you pass the exam, the government will naturally give you a license to practice medicine."

"But now I really don't have time to memorize those test-taking things, and I don't have time to take the exam."

When Huo Yongxin heard this, he thought that Zhao Mu was someone who wanted to gain connections and go through the back door, and then his original smile disappeared, and instead he said seriously: "Young man, you are not right, you must always put the patient's safety as the most important thing in practicing medicine. status. I can’t easily open the back door for others, that would be irresponsible to the patients.”

Huo Yongxin is usually a very peaceful old man, and he is brave enough to help people see a doctor and save people.Originally, he had a good impression of Zhao Mu, who was a good-looking talent, but then he happened to meet again, and it was even more destined.

But who knew that Zhao Mu turned around and told him that he wanted to apply for a certificate through the back door, and Huo Yongxin immediately regarded Zhao Mu as the kind of opportunist who was not good at medicine, but heard that doctors made a lot of money and wanted to be a doctor. Disappointed, his face couldn't help but turn cold.

"I don't want you to help me in vain. Your left eye should be close to blind. I'll fix it for you. You can apply for a certificate for me. Isn't it good that we have the best of both worlds?" Zhao Mu laughed.

"Your eyesight is pretty good. Old man, my left eye is indeed diseased, but I understand my own body. Unless I take a huge risk for surgery, I can only rely on traditional Chinese medicine to temporarily control and relieve it. As for curing the eye... I don't want extravagant things anymore, old man." Huo Yongxin said coldly.

"You don't have to worry. Let me take care of this kind of minor illness. It's a piece of cake. It only takes me less than half an hour to get rid of the illness. You only need to..."

"That's enough! I didn't expect you to be such a handsome young man with a handsome appearance. First, you don't have real talents, and second, you only know how to use opportunistic tricks and talk nonsense. It's simply hopeless."

Huo Yongxin didn't think that Zhao Mu could cure him, but thought that the other party was just an ignorant bastard who wanted to get close to him and ask him to do things.Such people Huo Yongxin would fight away a batch of them every day, so naturally he took the trouble.

In fact, Huo Yongxin was also very upset about his eyes. A few years ago, he almost died because of a serious illness. Although he managed to save his life in the end, his body also suffered from many problems because of this illness. The most important thing is One is that the left eye is close to blind, and once the distance exceeds three meters, it is impossible to distinguish how many fingers the other party raises.

This also made Huo Yongxin bid farewell to the operating table forever, and seldom went to the hospital to practice medicine. He just went out for a walk, had some fresh air, and prescribed some medicine for himself to recuperate his body, trying to cure his hidden diseases.If he could return to the operating table, it would be something Huo Yongxin could not even dream of.

Zhao Mu didn't believe him when he saw the other party, but he didn't want to lose the opportunity to practice medicine legally in the future, so he could only think of a special method.

Then Zhao Mu glanced around carefully, and found that there was no one nearby, and then suddenly shouted in horror behind Huo Yongxin: "Fuck, what is behind you!"

Huo Yongxin looked back subconsciously, but didn't see anything: "Huh? There's nothing..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a numbness in his neck, and then his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

Zhao Mu then clapped his hands, seeing that Huo Yongxin had passed out, he immediately picked up Huo Yongxin furtively, and ran towards a remote corner where no one was around.

"Hey, if you don't get cured, how can you believe that my medical skills are amazing, and how can you help me get a license to practice medicine through the back door." Zhao Mu laughed.