world famous doctor

Chapter 195 Rich People Eat Roadside Stalls

And just now, after Zhou Chen pierced Wang Yu's acupuncture points, the black mist around the tails of the needles, could it be...

Is it the wind, cold, heat, dampness, dryness, and toxins in his body that Zhou Chen is talking about now?

Yes, it must be so.

Not long ago, Wang Yu accidentally twisted his right arm while playing basketball with his colleagues, and his activities were limited.

At this moment, he moved again.

The numbness and pain in my right arm was actually not noticeable at all.

Incredible.

How many small needles can have such an immediate effect? !

Wang Yu took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, looked at Zhou Chen in front of him, and regarded him as a god.

"Master Zhou, you are really a master of rejuvenation. A miracle doctor is still alive..."

Zhou Chen then explained to him the essence of the 361-way blood pricking technique.

Because the words are too profound.

For a while, Wang Yu couldn't understand everything at all, so he nodded half-understood.

"Then tell me, have you learned it yet?" Zhou Chen asked.

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile:
"The 361 acupuncture techniques are astonishing to the heavens and humans, and the subtleties in them are difficult for people to understand."

"Then... what I'm teaching you tonight, you go down and experience it slowly, and if you don't understand, you can ask me again."

After saying that, Zhou Chen turned around and returned to the backyard.

Wang Yu thinks that his qualifications are not bad and his understanding is extraordinary.

He is usually very confident and feels that many knowledge points are easy for him.

However, one of the 361 acupoint acupuncture techniques demonstrated by Zhou Chen today made him feel like a huge problem, which was simply impossible to overcome.

To master and understand Zhou Chen's 361 acupuncture points, I'm afraid it will not take a while.

Don't talk about other things, just talk about Zhou Chen's technique of inserting and closing the needle just now, I am afraid that he will never be able to learn it in his whole life.

Wang Yu took another deep breath and tried to adjust himself to the best state.Put your whole heart and soul into the learning of acupuncture point acupuncture.

In a blink of an eye, it was dawn again.

Today is Friday.

This week, Zhou Chen hasn't been to the emergency department of the municipal hospital yet.

After he got up and washed, he drove his Cullinan towards the city hospital.

Halfway through a middle school.

Eat breakfast, Zhou Chen is so hungry.

He parked the car on the side of the road, ready to buy a roadside stall to satisfy his hunger.

"Boss, have a marinated egg, a cup of soy milk, and two fried dough sticks..." Zhou Chen said.

The vendor owner nodded and immediately got to work.

At this time, several middle school students also stood beside Zhou Chen to buy breakfast.

They chatted and laughed, chatting about the hottest anime and games recently, and which female student in the class was the most beautiful.

As they talked, they changed the topic and looked fixedly at the stall owner who was making breakfast.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Ming's father?"

A classmate was a little surprised.

Another classmate also looked at the vendor owner who was frying fried dough sticks.

"Don't talk nonsense. How could Xiao Ming's father be a street vendor?"

"Hey, I do look a bit like Xiao Ming."

"Come on, Xiao Ming said that his father is the boss of the company, how could he set up a street stall, don't be ridiculous."

The vendor owner never spoke to him.

He carefully prepared the breakfast the other party wanted and handed it to the students.

The students chatted and left.

Then, Zhou Chen's marinated eggs and fried dough sticks were also ready.

Zhou Chen took the breakfast, handed over some change, turned around and sat back in the car.

Immediately afterwards, another middle school student in a school uniform approached in a strange manner.

He covered his face with his school uniform.

Looking forward and backward, as if afraid of being seen by others, Qi Qiran came to the vendor.

"What do you want to eat, classmate?" the boss asked without raising his head.

The student pulled down the zipper, revealing half of his face, and then hurriedly covered his face.

He is Xiao Ming.

The stall owner is his father.

Xiao Ming blamed the vendor owner:
"Dad, what are you doing here? Tell you not to set up a stall next to our school, let the classmates see, where can I put my face?! Really."

The stall owner suddenly choked and replied with a very unnatural look on his face:
"Xiao Ming, haven't you had breakfast yet? Come on."

The vendor owner handed Xiao Ming a marinated egg and a cup of soy milk.

As soon as Xiao Ming raised his hand, he knocked the soy milk and marinated eggs to the ground.

"Who wants to eat your breakfast? Tell you to go quickly, don't embarrass me here!"

While talking, Xiao Ming turned his head and looked around, for fear that a classmate would pass by.

The owner of the street vendor looked like an honest man.

He was not angry:

"Xiao Ming, as long as you don't tell me, and I don't tell you, who would know that I am your father!"

Xiao Ming glared at his father angrily, and scolded again:
"We're going to have a parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon. You're setting up a stall here to sell breakfast, and you'll go to our class to hold a parent-teacher meeting in the afternoon. You won't know everything by then... It's time to be so embarrassing."

Listening and listening, I saw that the vendor owner felt sad for a while, and tears were already rolling in his eyes.

"Okay, Dad will close the stall right now. I'll go back and clean it up. I'll hold a parent-teacher conference for you in the afternoon."

"Forget it, forget it, I already asked for leave from the teacher, saying that there are too many things in your company and you are very busy, so you can't leave." Xiao Ming said stubbornly.

The vendor owner couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

He felt that he was useless, that his life was a failure, and even his own son looked down on him.

He bowed his head and was silent.

Sitting in the car, Zhou Chen heard the conversation between their father and son.

He couldn't tolerate a child treating his father with such contempt and disrespect.

Zhou Chen opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Hey boss, bring me two more sets of roasted bait."

Xiao Ming turned his head and saw Zhou Chen who got off Cullinan's luxury car. His eyes were filled with envy.

He stared blankly at Zhou Chen, feeling depressed for a while.

"Why do rich people also eat such things as burning bait?"

After a pause, Xiao Ming pointed to Cullinan, faced Zhou Chen and asked timidly:
"This car... is yours?"

Zhou Chen nodded while eating braised eggs.

"It's so domineering and beautiful!" Xiao Ming couldn't help but praise.

"Pretty? As long as you study hard, you can have it in the future." Zhou Chen said with a smile.

Xiao Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, still with an envious expression on his face.

"It's not an extravagant hope to buy. If I can ride in this luxury car in my life, I will be satisfied."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and compared it with the stall cart pushed by his father, and a strong sense of contempt suddenly appeared in his heart.

He couldn't help but slander:

"Why can't my father be so chic? So rich?"

After a while, Zhou Chen's roasted bait cubes were ready, and the stall owner handed them to him.

Xiao Ming handed the phone to Zhou Chen at this time, ran to Zhou Chen's Cullinan and stood in front of Zhou Chen's Cullinan and struck a pose.

"Brother, can you take a picture for me? Thank you."

Zhou Chen didn't refuse either.

Ka Ka Ka, I took several photos of Xiao Ming in a row.

Xiao Ming ran back to pick up the phone, and immediately posted these photos on Moments, showing off.

In less than a minute, many students in the class liked him, and the comments were envious.

"Xiao Ming, awesome plus."

"Whose car is it? So beautiful?"

"I didn't expect you to have such rich relatives?"

"Xiao Ming, there is a way to make money..."

In the comments, Xiao Ming got carried away with all kinds of compliments.

(End of this chapter)