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In the living room of the Hou family, a group of experts were sitting there silently, no one spoke.

Even Xu Baohua and Tang Ruoxi were sitting at the side, Xu Baohua wanted to secretly talk to Tang Ruoxi, but Tang Ruoxi ignored him at all.

The door of the living room was suddenly opened, and a middle-aged couple walked in. The man looked majestic and looked like a high-ranking person, and the woman was still graceful and luxurious.

The experts in the living room instantly stood up and nodded to the two.

The majestic man frowned, his face tensed, and he asked as soon as he entered the door: "Experts, how is your research on my father's disease? Is there any good way?"

He cast his eyes on Mr. Xu, who is the leader of Mr. Hou's medical expert team.

"There is still no good solution for the time being. No matter what we do, we can't make Mr. Hou eat." Mr. Xu shook his head. He thought that the key to the problem was whether Mr. Hou could eat.

"I suggest to adopt a conservative treatment plan, and then observe the situation of Mr. Hou."

A trace of anger flashed across Hou's son's face, but he controlled it well.

It has been a month, and the rhetoric of these experts has not changed. How can he not be angry?
If he hadn't been in the top position for a long time, he would have been used to showing emotions and anger, and he would have slapped the table and scolded these experts long ago.

"Mr. Tang, you are a master of Chinese medicine." Mr. Hou turned to Mr. Tang again, "What do you think of my father's condition?"

"Well, let me tell you my opinion." Mr. Tang hesitated for a moment, "I think Mr. Hou's condition is a food-injury disease, which is also consistent with the opinion of a doctor I called today."

"A new doctor?" Mr. Hou was slightly surprised.

"It's just a charlatan!" Xu Baohua couldn't help interjecting, as long as someone mentioned Hua Xiaochen, he would get angry easily, "Mr. Hou hasn't eaten for a month, and he can still tell Mr. Hou to eat Talk about laxatives!"

"Shut up!" Old Xu scolded, "Since when are you talking here!"

Xu Baohua closed his mouth resentfully, but his expression was a little excited, probably because he was happy that he finally gave Hua Xiaochen an eyedrop.

"Mr. Tang, what do you say about this laxative?" Mr. Hou's expression was already a little displeased, but he was still influenced by Xu Baohua.

"I still understand the level of this new doctor. To be honest, I think I am not as good as him." Tang Lao first laughed at himself, as if he was sighing, but in fact he was telling everyone that Hua Xiao Chen's laxatives were not prescribed indiscriminately.

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, Mr. Hou's expression became a little more serious, and the previous displeasure had already been swept away.

Mr. Tang is not an ordinary person, he is a top imperial doctor in the country, a great national player, responsible for the daily health care of many old chiefs.

Mr. Hou's health care was not within the scope of Mr. Tang's work, and Mr. Tang was invited by him personally.

Since Mr. Tang said that, it was equivalent to using himself as a guarantee for Hua Xiaochen, and Mr. Hou had to pay attention to it.

"I agree with Dr. Hua's diagnosis of Mr. Hou's condition, and I also agree with his treatment ideas, but the prescriptions he prescribed are somewhat questionable." Mr. Tang continued.

"Please tell me in detail, Mr. Tang, how did Doctor Hua make the diagnosis and what kind of prescription did he prescribe?" Mr. Hou asked anxiously.

"Xiaochen said that Mr. Hou was injured by food because he ate a bowl of hot and sour soup before. .

"It's just that he didn't prescribe a prescription, he just said to use a blind medicine called rhubarb!"

Next, Mr. Tang explained the efficacy and possible consequences of rhubarb to Mr. Hou in detail.

Mr. Hou pondered for a moment, and then asked: "According to Mr. Tang, can this rhubarb be used?"

Tang Lao shook his head: "Using rhubarb is still a little too risky. If I were to treat it, I would not dare to use this rhubarb."

Mr. Hou stopped talking. He usually dealt with these imperial doctors and national experts. Knowing the temperament of these people, he would rather do nothing than do nothing, and he was more conservative than the other.

For example, this time, Mr. Tang is very conservative. He first put aside his responsibilities and just told you the specific pros and cons. As for whether you will use it or not, and whether you are willing to take risks, that has nothing to do with Mr. Tang. Relationship.

Of course, this is also related to their working environment, after all, the objects they serve are not ordinary people.

Understanding is understanding, but Mr. Hou still feels a little uncomfortable when it comes to his own head.

"Experts, please continue to study. I'll go and see my father." Mr. Hou said, and left the living room with his wife.

"What do you think?" As soon as he left the living room, Mr. Hou asked the wife beside him.

Although his wife didn't say a word just now, he knew that she was a beautiful and intelligent person who had her own views on everything.

"I think first we need to investigate the situation of Dr. Hua Xiaochen that Mr. Tang mentioned, and see if he has any successful treatment precedents before." Mrs. Hou really had some opinions.

"Then this matter will ultimately be decided by the old man himself."

Mr. Hou nodded, and went up to Mr. Hou's small building together with Mrs. Hou.

In the box of the Red Star Club, the atmosphere has dropped to freezing point.

"I've thought about countless scenarios of meeting you, but I've never thought of seeing you in my own club." Mr. Hou looked at Hua Xiaochen coldly.

"I never thought I would see Mr. Hou." Hua Xiaochen simply sat down.

"Before I met you, I was always curious about what kind of person you would be." Mr. Hou actually sat across from Hua Xiaochen, "I finally saw you today, and I have to say, I am very disappointed. "

"I'm just an ordinary person, I've disappointed Mr. Hou." Hua Xiaochen said expressionlessly.

"I really don't understand how Xiaoyue fell in love with you." Mr. Hou shook his head.

"Young Master Hou, if you just want to talk about these things, then forgive us for not accompanying you!" Zhen Baizhan stood up, "We still have something to do, so I don't have time to chat with you here!"

"I'm here, are you the ones who come and leave whenever you want?" Mr. Hou's face also became frozen.

Following his words, a large group of people who looked like security guards rushed into the box, each security guard seemed to contain huge energy in his body, which was simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"No matter where you are or where we are, we come and leave whenever we want, and no one can stop us." Hua Xiaochen said lightly.

The air in the box seemed to freeze, and the situation became very tense, as if a fight might break out at any time.