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Chapter 179 Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine

Chapter 179 Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine

The development of the matter was exactly as Chen Yao had guessed.

The old lady at home lived in the bathhouse, but just after tidying up, a person who openly wanted to make trouble came to the hall.

A middle-aged man in a cotton shirt, who looked like a fairy, was sitting in the hall arrogantly, calling out to the service staff with a loud voice.

All kinds of precious fruits were provided free of charge in the bathhouse hall. The man just reached out and squeezed a grape into his mouth, and immediately spit it out on the ground with a bah.

"Could it be that your grapes haven't been washed? They have such a bitter taste. I think they are the kind that have been sprayed with pesticides. No wonder they grow so big!"

"I also said that there is a medicinal bath in the health-preserving bathhouse. I think it's just a cover. I'm trying my best to grab other people's customers behind the scenes. Call your boss out. If you don't give an explanation today, I will never end!"

He was sitting on the sofa in the bathroom with his legs crossed into a lotus shape.

The whole person looks quite a bit of a cultivated appearance, especially the gray hair and the somewhat sparse beard.

The customers who went to and fro in the bathhouse all took a second look at the middle-aged man, and finally someone recognized him as a formerly famous Chinese medicine master in the provincial capital.

This man named himself Li Qingfeng, and said that he had studied Chinese medicine with a teacher at Zhongnan Mountain, and he had cured many people with the silver needles in his hand over the years.

Perhaps because of his good publicity behind the scenes, a few years ago, the provincial capital was blown by a wave of Chinese medicine, and various Chinese medicine physiotherapy centers sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

And he himself was dubbed a master of contemporary Chinese medicine.

It is said that the cost of each medical visit is as high as six figures. This is just to ask the old man to come out, and the other expenses are even more shocking.

Qingfeng Li did not come to Yangyang Bathhouse alone today. Most of the young disciples in his Chinese Medicine Physiotherapy Center followed him here.

At a glance, it was crowded, there were at least a hundred or so people.

The clothes of these people are almost the same as their masters, they are all dressed in cotton clothes, with soft-soled cloth shoes on their feet, their long hair is coiled high on the top of their heads, tied up with a wooden hairpin.

According to the first intuitive feeling, these people do not seem to be treating diseases, but like people who roam the mountains and rivers.

As soon as Li Qingfeng spit the grapes on the ground, his disciple immediately filled a jade bowl with water respectfully, brought it to his mouth, and asked him to rinse his mouth.

During the whole process, the disciple was half kneeling on the ground, extremely respectful. After rinsing his mouth, another disciple took out a cotton cloth to wipe the corners of the old man's mouth.

Just looking at how powerful he is as a master of traditional Chinese medicine, the people next to him felt a little immobile, and wanted to see how powerful he was, and why he came to this cleansing bathhouse today.

The downstairs front desk staff immediately went upstairs and told Chen Yao and Zhou Dahai that Li Qingfeng, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, came to challenge them in public.

His disciples clamored downstairs that Chen Yao had robbed their clients, and said that he didn't pay attention to others because he was the true disciple of the master.

Chen Yao didn't know much about this somewhat evil master of traditional Chinese medicine.

The descendants of traditional Chinese medicine families he knew had always kept a very low profile and would not use these pretexts to make money.

Not to mention shamelessly labeling myself a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

And Li Qingfeng downstairs, relying on his reputation as a master of traditional Chinese medicine, did not know how much bonus he got.

There is no information about his origin now, and everything has been kept confidential. You can think of such a person with your toes, but it is just a product of the Internet.

Looking at his arrogant appearance, he doesn't look like a doctor with kindness in his heart, but rather a businessman who is out of gold and jade, but in trouble.

"Since he wants to make a fuss, he must have come prepared. You should first see what this man wants to do, and let him make a fuss."

"If the situation gets out of control later on, tell me to go down again. There will be too many people pretending to be ghosts. I don't have the heart to deal with it. It would be best if you can handle it."

"Everyone must remember that our bathhouse has now become a cultural business card in the provincial capital. The land we stand on is worth hundreds of millions. There will definitely be more people looking for trouble in the future. We need to Be tougher."

Hearing this, everyone nodded very solemnly.

They work in the Xiqiyangyang bathhouse, but they get unmatched high wages.

With such a high salary, you are completely surrendering your life to the Qi Qi Yang Yang Bathhouse. If you can't handle this kind of thing well, you won't feel at ease with this money in your hand.

"Don't worry, boss, for a person like him who is pretending to be a ghost, we will definitely teach him a lesson!"

"Promise that we will not embarrass us in the bathhouse, and we will definitely not let such shameless people take any advantage."

The security captain patted his strong chest, gritted his teeth and rushed downstairs.

Most of the people in the room had almost left, leaving only Zhou Dahai, a confidant, still standing beside Chen Yao, thinking about something thoughtfully.

"Mr. Chen, I have followed you along the way. Let me tell you the truth today. This Master Li is indeed very famous in our provincial capital."

"Many dignitaries have personally invited him to their homes to treat their chronic illnesses. Let's be more polite to this person. After all, the bathhouse has just opened not long ago, and everything must be based on reputation. If he is allowed to do this How can you do business in the future if you have a bad reputation?"

Chen Yao nodded and asked Zhou Dahai to follow the security captain to deal with this kind of matter. The two of them, one strong and one soft, were bound to ask the person away.

As for himself, he is currently sitting at the computer desk, staring intently at the medical information sent by Yucheng University.

Professor Feng and others really took dragon fibrous roots as the main research subject as they had expected in advance.

Their research literature is only a little leaked to the outside world now, and the words Longxugen alone have shocked the medical community.

As his arch-enemy, Yucheng University, Professor An was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He took out several research plans prepared in advance and let Chen Yao choose.

He even made it clear to the outside world that this time there are hand-in-hand disciples in their team, if they lose, it won't be the face of one or two people, but the face of the sage hand!

Chen Yao was helpless, and could feel the little old man's desire to win.

He decided to set off for Yucheng immediately tomorrow and personally escort the amber in his safe.

(End of this chapter)