I have been transformed by the system

With Ma Zongyun's introduction, Song Yang immediately understood that the one who left just now should be the so-called daughter Sun Shengshou.

Qianjin refers to his Qianjin Hall.

"Hehe, it's just some friends' flattery, I don't know what to mention." Hearing Ma Zongyun's words, the genius doctor Xiang shook his hand and said indifferently.

Song Yang could see that what he said was sincere.

Not blinded by false fame, Song Yang also admires this self-cultivation alone.

"I didn't expect to be a senior doctor. I was out of class just now." Song Yang stood up and bowed slightly modestly.

"Haha, you're not playing tricks, but you've really enlightened me." Ren Xianghua said with a slight smile.

"Even I have only seen the relationship between feng shui and medicine in books, but it is the first time I have seen that it can be used in actual treatment."

Ren Xianghua said with a sigh: "Modern medicine also pays attention to the convalescent environment of patients, but compared with our Chinese Feng Shui, which has been passed down for thousands of years, it is too far behind."

Song Yang nodded in agreement. If the system hadn't helped build the knowledge system of Chinese medicine and Fengshui, Song Yang, like ordinary people, felt that the so-called Fengshui was just a method used by charlatans to cheat money.

But in fact, after in-depth understanding, he discovered that Feng Shui is far more than the simple way of helping people get promoted and make money that is popular in the market.

If we have to say it simply, it is a method of changing the natural environment with manpower and then achieving our own goals.

According to Song Yang's understanding, if the conditions are right, he even only needs to stick a wooden stick next to someone's residence, and the person will die naturally in three days.

However, the conditions for this need are too harsh, and generally speaking, it is difficult to achieve.

"By the way, speaking of which, Xiao Song, what is your background?" Ren Xianghua sighed for a while, and then asked again.

"This..." This is a thorny question for Song Yang. To tell the truth, it may be taken for granted that there is nothing at all. Song Yang thought about it, and used an old-fashioned excuse, saying that it was taught by a stranger in the countryside when he was a child.

After passing on his medical skills and Feng Shui skills, he disappeared.

Ren Xianghua said with regret on his face, if Song Yang, a foreign teacher, is willing to come out of the mountain, it will definitely be of great benefit to the revitalization of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

Of course, Song Yang shook his head in cooperation to express his regret.

While chatting, Ma Zongyun invited Song Yang and Ren Xianghua to come to the restaurant to have dinner together. The meal was quite enjoyable. Song Yang was responsible for the systematically constructed knowledge system at the master level of traditional Chinese medicine. Although he didn't have much practical experience, it was true Completely logical.

Even on many issues, it is very inspiring to Ren Xianghua.

The more Ren Xianghua chatted with Song Yang, the more surprised he felt in his heart. After a meal, he took out a letter of introduction and gave it to Song Yang, saying that if Song Yang wanted to, he could serve as a Chinese medicine consultant at Donghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

Song Yang declined, but Ren Xianghua felt that he hadn't seen such a talented young man in decades, how could he let him go?Let Song Yang agree to everything, even agree to Song Yang, as long as Song Yang is willing to be a consultant of Donghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Song Yang will not be allowed to sit on duty, and regardless of Song Yang's schedule, he will still get his usual salary every month.

Ren Xianghua said that for this sake, if Song Yang still refused, then he would lose face, and he could only reluctantly agree.

The meal ended in such a pleasant atmosphere.

But before leaving, Ren Xianghua seemed to remember something and told Song Yang: "Xiao Song, Sun Sheng has medical skills, but he has too much fame and fortune. You broke his face in front of so many people today. Beware of his revenge."

Song Yang nodded, but he didn't care too much. No matter how capable Sun Shengshou was, he was just a doctor. To put it bluntly, he didn't worry about his current strength, civil or military.

After dinner, Ma Zongyun also arranged for a special car to take Song Yang home.

When the neighbors in the slums saw Song Yang getting off such a luxurious car, they all cast envious eyes.

Looking at his two-bedroom, one-living room of less than [-] square meters, Song Yang felt a little emotional. Even though he has been remodeled now, he doesn't care much about many material things, but coming out of a top-level villa like Bifushan Villa, Back to such an environment.

Song Yang also felt that it was difficult to adapt, pushed open the door, and Wu You'er was leading Song Le to play.

Now the noodle stall at Wu Youer's house basically only opens for three or four hours in the morning, and all the beef noodles prepared for the day will be sold out, so Wu Youer is more leisurely than before.

Looking at Song Le who couldn't run away in the cramped living room, Song Yang immediately thought of buying a house.

He now has 200 million in cash in hand, and it is no problem to buy a bigger and better house in Donghai.

While thinking this way, he was calculating which properties in Donghai would be suitable.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Wu You'er was going to open the door, Song Yang waved his hand, stood up by himself, and walked over.

When I opened the door, I saw three men in black suits outside. Although the three men had different looks, they had the same style of black suits.

Three bamboo leaves are embroidered on the outside of the bag on the right chest.

Seeing this sign, Song Yang frowned slightly.

"Excuse me, Mr. Song?" the leader in the black suit asked, and Song Yang nodded.

"The Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce invites you to go over and have a chat."

Sure enough, these three people were members of the Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce, and Song Yang had already thought of the bamboo leaf logo when he saw it.

"Ask me? Hehe, I'm afraid I won't go, it's impossible." Song Yang sneered.

With just one glance, Song Yang has already noticed that the three people's bodies are coordinated, their movements and breathing are regular, and they are obviously Lian Jiazi.It's not at the same level as the group of gangsters from the Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce last time.

"Naturally, there is no one whom Mr. Wu wants to meet." The man in the lead smiled sinisterly.

"I've heard about you too. That trash Chen Hu was scared to death by someone like you."

"I know you can fight, but are you sure you can guard the people behind you 24 hours a day?"

The leading man looked past Song Yang and looked into the room, where Wu You'er and Song Le were sitting and doing handwork.

Hearing this, Song Yang clenched his fists tightly, and the killing intent suddenly spread.

But then he relaxed, because what this man said was right, it was really impossible for him to be by Lele's side to protect her at any time.

So this time, since it was the senior management of the Green Bamboo Chamber of Commerce who wanted to meet, it happened to be resolved at once.

Song Yang's mouth curled into an indifferent smile.