Mu Weimin was wearing a white coat and holding a broom in his hand. He stared outside with fierce eyes, guarding the master in the ward.

"Master, don't worry about tapping your bones. If you feel comfortable, it's okay to shout. I'll be guarding here. If anyone dares to come, I'll hit them with a broom. This time I want to take off your pants. Ah, no, I'm here to beat you."

Mu Weimin instantly turned into a security guard and served as Chen Haonan's bodyguard, but when he thought of the woman who came last time, he got angry.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that female soldiers are so unreasonable nowadays. They don't even let children go. They take off people's pants as soon as they come. It's so immoral. If they dare to make trouble again this time, I will sweep away all the troops with a broom. It doesn't matter who comes..."

Mu Weimin was determined to protect his master. Each of them held a broom and blocked the door tightly, ready to fight. He did this mainly because he felt that Chen Haonan's traditional craftsmanship was too magical. It could harmonize the muscles and bones, circulate the qi and blood, etc. Such a good craft must be protected.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't understand. He even wondered if the young master was hiding something from him. However, he didn't dare to ask him in person and could only feel depressed in his heart.

In fact, he didn't know that the technique he couldn't learn was directly integrated by Chen Haonan himself. Although there were only slight differences between the two traditional skills, they could not be learned. Even if he learned it, he could not use it. Especially in identifying acupoints, it was necessary to be accurate and have enough strength. Mu Weimin was a doctor, so it was not a problem for him to identify acupoints, but he was not a soldier and did not have the strength of Chen Haonan. The real acupoints were not as simple as they seemed, because they were buried deep in the body's tissues. To press the acupoints, one needed to go deep into the acupoints. Without enough strength, it was impossible to press the acupoints accurately and effectively.

Some people in traditional Chinese medicine have compared acupoints to faucets, which are the faucets that manage all the meridians and blood vessels in the body. If the acupoints are not found correctly or the force is not enough to open the acupoints, it will not have much effect. Because of this, Chen Haonan simply gave up teaching this technique to Director Mu.

Even so, Director Mu felt that the master was good enough, because he had learned a lot of classic techniques, which were good things that could not be bought with money. Those techniques had already surpassed the technology of modern medicine.

It was also because of these medical techniques that he, despite his advanced age and being a top medical figure, was willing to call a 9-year-old child his master, and even performed the ritual of kneeling down to him. There is a sequence in teaching and imparting knowledge, not age distinction.

Now, Mu Weimin was still willing to be a security guard for his master. Who would have thought that after he stood there for a while, he saw a large group of people coming towards the ward aggressively, which made him frown. Then he heard someone shouting to him from afar, "Director, is the child with you?"

The questioner had a loud voice and was also dressed in military uniform. He came with a fierce momentum, and his aura was no less than the two female soldiers who had come before, and was even more powerful.

I'm here to see the master again!

Upon hearing what the other party said, Director Mu immediately became furious. His master was just a child who risked his life to kill the enemy and was injured and hospitalized, but not so many people came to care about him. There were actually people who came to his house to ask for punishment. The two female soldiers who came last time attacked without saying a word. If his master had not recovered quickly, he would have been crippled.

"What kind of world is this? I did a good deed but was not praised. Instead, I was chased and beaten. You want to settle the score, right? Okay, come on."

Mu Weimin did not answer those people, but waited quietly, wanting to wait until the other party came closer before taking action.

Not getting an answer from the director of pastoral affairs, the soldiers asked the nurse next to them.

"Is Chen Haonan's ward here? We need to see him."

"Yes, it's just in front. There is a doctor at the door. I'll take you there." Many nurses here know Chen Haonan, a special child. The nurse immediately asked Director Mu to show them the way.

After hearing these conversations, Mu Weimin immediately confirmed it. He was also furious, his eyes flashed with ferocity, and he started to curse: "Fuck, here you come again, here you come again, you really are here to look for Master, I will kill you."

While cursing, he waved the broom and swept over, yelling: "Get lost, are you here to cause trouble again? Get lost, there are two people here, but you can't handle it, so you call a group of people here, what do you mean?"

"I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of a large crowd. Today I'm going to make you crawl back..."

Mu Weimin rushed over with a broom held high, intending to do something big. However, when the broom was about to sweep over the person who was approaching, his eyes suddenly swept across the military rank on the other's shoulder, and then his eyes widened. What the hell, boss?

This time, he is a big boss, not here to cause trouble...

Mu Weimin's mind went blank, and he thought he was dazzled. Then he raised his hand to rub his eyes, and looked again. This time he saw the other party's military rank clearly, and he was almost scared to death. The person walking in front had a shining gold star on his shoulder, and although the ranks of the others had bars, they also had several shining gold stars.

"My God, they are all big shots, major generals, colonels, and there are two colonels. And the people following them are all majors and above."

This... Mu Weimin was so scared that his eyeballs almost popped out. If the broom in his hand fell down, it would be a serious crime. These people cannot be offended.

The next second, he immediately put down the broom, and then, pretending to be a cleaning staff, began to sweep the floor, shouting: "There is so much garbage, and the wind is too strong, it's all caused by this."

The big guys who came were Mr. Gao and his men. Just now, as they were walking around, they saw an old man in a white coat, rushing towards them with a broom held high, which surprised them. But when they got closer, the other party suddenly became gentle and started sweeping the floor.

"What did that guy mean by that action just now? He looked like he was going to hit someone."

"Maybe it was just a cleaner who made a big move. Let's go. It's a small matter."

Seeing the old man sweeping the floor with his head down, Mr. Gao and his men just said a few words and left it alone. Genhe walked past him directly. At this time, the female nurse who led the way was suddenly surprised and shouted, "Director Mu, why are you... sweeping the floor here? This is not your job."

It's over... This straightforward girl is so naive, she talks about things that are not relevant to the topic.

Hearing this, Director Mu's heart skipped a beat. He had originally wanted to pretend to sweep the floor to fool the others, but he never expected to run into an innocent nurse. He turned around and looked at the nurse helplessly, glaring at her and said sternly, "Can't the Director sweep the floor?"

"Service personnel are also human beings. Anyone can do this job."

"Well said." Mr. Gao suddenly paused and praised.

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