I'm a doctor, not a stick

Jiang Wenbo's recent misfortune is not as simple as that, he is the spokesperson of the god of misfortune.

However, there is no need to explain this matter to Jiang Huating, "Cousin thinks too much, I've been fine recently."

Jiang Huating shrugged and didn't talk to Jiang Wenbo again.

He took Jiang Zhongting's hand, checked it, and it was indeed strained.

"Forbearance."

Jiang Zhongting, "?"

Then a burst of severe pain hit, Jiang Zhongting couldn't hold back, and let out a cry.

Mr. Jiang was taken aback, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Huating let go of Jiang Zhongting's hand, "It's okay, I hurt him, I just rubbed him."

Jiang Zhongting gritted his teeth. Is that called rubbing? The feeling of chopping hands is similar, right?What's more, before he saw Jiang Huating's movements clearly, Jiang Huating let go of his hand. If the sharp pain was not so clear just now, he would have thought that Jiang Huating had done nothing.

"You try it out?" Jiang Huating said.

Jiang Zhongting frowned, he didn't want to move because it hurt so much.

Seeing Jiang Zhongting's mother-in-law, Jiang Huating simply came to "help".

"Don't, don't... eh?"

Jiang Zhongting was surprised, "Why doesn't it hurt anymore?" Jiang Zhongting pushed Jiang Huating away and shook his hand.

"Of course it doesn't hurt anymore. Why does it still hurt when I shoot?"

As Jiang Huating spoke, he rummaged in the drawer. After a while, he found a small black jar and threw it to Jiang Zhongting, "What is this?"

"I just helped you stroke it to ease the pain. You still need to heal the strained muscles and bones. You apply this three times a day. After three days, your arms are guaranteed to become white and tender."

Jiang Zhongting, "No, no, what do I, a big man, need such smooth hands for?"

What's more, he wears a long-sleeved suit all day long, can his arms be exposed?

"My hands don't hurt anymore." Jiang Zhongting waved to Jiang Huating.

"I'm just helping you to seal the pain-sensing nerves. After all, pain affects your movements. The ointment I gave you is for the strained skin. If you want to get better completely, you have to apply it honestly, otherwise you Just wait for your arms to turn into pig's trotters!" Jiang Zhongting said, "..."

Jiang Huating only focused on talking to Jiang Zhongting, completely treating Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Wenbo as air.

Grandpa Jiang, who didn't have much affection for Jiang Huating, became even more displeased with Jiang Huating.

Sure enough, he was a wild boy from a remote place, with no manners at all.

People also met, Jiang Huating also had to go to work, Jiang Zhongting also had to go to work, and Mr. Jiang couldn't keep disturbing him.

Jiang Huating returned to the office after sending the mighty Jiang family away.Seeing the three newly adopted cubs still staying in their seats peacefully, I am very satisfied.

As for the other people who pretended to be reading when they saw him, Jiang Huating squinted his eyes and sighed. After the hospital's reputation came up, he would fire those who were not enterprising.

As for Jiang Wenbo...

I always feel that the breath of the other party is a bit familiar.

Jiang Zhongting left first, Mr. Jiang and Uncle Jiang walked side by side, Uncle Jiang said: "Is this hospital opened by Huating?" Mr. Jiang will not hide anything from his brother, "This is a gift from the family together Xiaohua's industry."

"Such a big deal..." Grandpa Jiang frowned, "It should cost a lot of money to buy this lot, right? There are also decoration costs, labor costs, and material costs^"

"Are you pampering Huating a little too much?"

Mr. Jiang disagreed, "How could it be? Let's not say that Xiaohua was not with us since he was a child. When we cultivated Zhongting, Minting, and Zuting, we spent absolutely no less money than Xiaohua." Even more.

The most important thing is the love of the family, because of Jiang Huating's health, before that catastrophe, they could not meet, not indirectly.

For Jiang Huating, everyone in the Jiang family felt guilty; for Jiang Huating, they also loved Jiang Huating from the bottom of their hearts.

Grandpa Jiang disagreed, "How can it be the same? Zhongting, Minting and Zuting all grew up by your side. After all, Huating grew up outside, so maybe he doesn't have the same heart with the Jiang family..."

Mr. Jiang frowned and said nothing.

Mr. Jiang didn't announce the reason why he sent Jiang Chibei's family away, and many people didn't even know that Jiang Chibei had a child.

Of course, Grandpa Jiang knew, but he only knew a little bit.

But they didn't know that Jiang Huating was sent away to save his life.

He thought Jiang Huating was already dead.

After all, when Jiang Huating was born, there were so many strange things.

"Jianguo, don't blame my brother for talking too much." Grandpa Jiang said earnestly, "Huating's luck is so bad, maybe it will drag the Jiang family down, listen to my brother's advice, and quickly draw a line with him."

Grandpa Jiang frowned more and more, Grandpa Jiang struck while the iron was hot, and said, "Look, after Huating came back, Min Ting's marriage was inexplicably blown up, and the courtyard was injured by a woman. Also inexplicably demoted..."

"Who knows if he will hurt his father next time..."

"Enough!" Grandpa Jiang shouted, he looked at Grandpa Jiang with pain and incomprehension, "I don't know who my Xiaohua is, although I don't know enough, but I know better than you. Thanks to Xiaohua, Min Ting would have broken up with that scumbag earlier, otherwise it might be Min Ting who is in pain now! The incident in Zhongting was just an accident, and we can't just throw all the blame on Xiaohua because of his bad luck when he was a child .”

"As for the Wenbo matter, I will ask Zu Ting. If he has done nothing wrong, I will spare my old face and let Zu Ting take him. If it is his own problem..." Mr. Jiang's sharp eyes fell Regarding Jiang Wenbo, "No need to come to me in the future, I can't hear other people gossip about my grandson."

After Mr. Jiang said this, he didn't ask Grandpa Jiang to go back together, and left first, which showed that he was very angry.

Jiang Wenbo just felt a little guilty after being stared at by Mr. Jiang.

At this time, he didn't dare to look at his grandfather's face.

After all, he had just been humiliated by the little grandpa.

Grandpa Jiang's face was really ugly, "Hmph, I'll just see how proud he is! Really think my grandson won't take a wrong step?"

Jiang Wenbo swallowed his saliva. Grandpa is still in charge of Dajiang's family, so he can't make grandpa angry at will.

But if I want my grandfather to help me, I can't count on it.

Jiang Wenbo thought about it, and found someone to take away the bad luck.

Yin Qiu finally met Zhou Xinzhi.

"Cen Xue..." Two words spit out from Yin Qiu's mouth, "Do you have any photos?"

"How can I have a picture of him, I've only seen him a few times in total."

Yin Qiu lowered his eyes, with an indifferent expression, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Zhou Xinzhi felt that it was useless for him to stay, so before leaving, he left the two talismans that Jiang Huating asked him to bring to Yin Qiu, and after explaining the purpose, Zhou Xinzhi left.

Yin Qiu stared at the two talismans for a long time before taking out a tattered notebook from the drawer.

He took this from Taoist Huangsha's book box, and of course it was approved by Jiang Huating.

Yin Qiu turned a few pages and then stopped.

"Puppet art..."

The people in the second group have always been weird. This is Yin Qiu's thought after staying in the second group. Although it is not obvious, he has always had this feeling.

It's just that after listening to Zhou Xinzhi's status of their mission, this feeling is even more obvious.

But the affairs of the second group are not in the hands of Yin Qiu, and Mr. Min doesn't seem to care much about the affairs of the second group.

Mr. Min put more emphasis on the first group.

This is obvious to all.

Yin Qiu closed the book, pinched the Qingming acupoint, there were a lot of things, but he didn't have a clue.

But... hold back the soul and increase the lifespan.

Yin Qiu can determine a direction.

He is the only one who wants to prolong his life.

But there is no evidence.

A few days later, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Qiuhua Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine welcomed two or three kittens one after another, but they were all looking for Dr. Xu. Who would let them have the protection of gray hair and old age?

The young man in the Chinese medicine department could only stare blankly.

However, the three young ones were very positive and polite. First, they asked Mr. Xu if he could observe from the side. After getting permission, they moved stools and sat in rows behind Mr. Xu, learning how he was. How to diagnose and treat patients.

Perhaps the three younger ones were too serious, and when they asked if they could take their pulse, the patient readily agreed.

Practice the first step and achieve it!

Lu Weiliang was also infected, and unknowingly let go of his arrogance, and learned from the three younger ones.

In fact, there is not much difference in age between them, and the three little ones soon became four little ones.

Inexplicably, Mao Gaoming, who was regarded as an opponent by Lu Weiliang, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Huating is a bit busy these days, busy testing his finished ointment.This time without Jiang Wubo's cutting Hu, his ointment was finally made according to his original formula.

As he expected, the effect produced will be slightly discounted.

After all, the medicinal materials he used were all high-quality materials, and the medicinal effects were impressive.In mass production, most of the medicinal properties can only be maintained at most, and the batches of medicinal materials and medicinal properties are a bit different.The place of origin is different, and the efficacy of the medicine will also be affected.

However, the medicinal materials they used were all medicinal materials suppliers that Jiang Zhongting had specially found before, and the quality of the medicinal materials was good. Although the efficacy of Jiang Huating's medicinal sounds could not be made 100%, but 90.00% to 90.00% five effect, still

of.

The result Jiang Huating gave them was, let's barely pass.

As a result, a batch of ointment from Qiuhua Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was freshly released.

Also forced to change the name, beauty cream.

Jiang Huating was still depressed about this name for a long time, "Why is it called such a tasteless name as beauty cream? This will make people think that our Qiuhua Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is from a beauty salon."

Jiang Zhongting's explanation is very official.

"The term beauty covers everything. How dare you say that this beauty cream isn't for removing scars?"

"Of course scar removal."

"Isn't it possible to repair those injured cells?"

"Can't rotten legs be restored?"

"..." Repeated?

"So what's not a beauty cream?"

Okay, beauty cream is beauty cream.

I didn't expect that the eldest brother's name would be so tasteless.

Qin family

After Qin Lu applied the medicine several times according to Jiang Huating's instructions, the place where the pus was originally bleeding had scabbed over, and the scabbed site began to peel off, revealing pink skin.

It's full of potholes, and it's scary to look at it.

Mrs. Qin is used to seeing her husband taking medicine again.

"How's your leg?"

Qin Lu's legs were only obtained after he married Mrs. Qin, and thanks to the deep relationship between the two, Mrs. Qin did not dislike Qin Lu. "Much better, you see."

Mrs. Qin didn't dislike Qin Lu's scary and ugly legs. She walked over to take a closer look, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah, it's really improved a lot. How did you find such a good doctor?"

"It belongs to the Jiang family."

"Which Jiang family?"

"We can call Jiang's family in Beijing, besides that Jiang's family, which other Jiang's family is there?"

Mrs. Qin understood.

"The smell is gone. I thought you changed your perfume recently, but it turned out to be a medicinal scent." After Mrs. Qin finished speaking, her eyes fell on the small black jar.

The quiet fragrance comes out of this black jar, exactly the same as the fragrance emanating from her husband's legs.Qin Lu was very careful every time he applied the ointment. Every time he dug the ointment out of it, he used a new cotton swab to ensure that the ointment did not come out.

Pollution.

Qin Lu didn't notice his wife's movements, just after wiping off the ointment on his hands, he raised his head, pale with shock!

"Ma'am what are you doing?!"