"Mr. Butler has good medical knowledge. This is indeed possible. Do you remember that I asked Mr. Butler about the cologne in the morning? At that time, I was suspicious of the air in this room, because based on my medical judgment,

Mr. Mitsubishi's lesions were definitely caused by the incorporation of foreign objects. Although most doctors have never heard of aconitia, fortunately, I encountered a poisonous case in Pinghai last summer.

I have conducted a series of studies on voodoo mothers, so I can make a diagnosis of voodoo poisoning. Therefore, Mr. Butler, as a person with some medical knowledge, doubts that I can make a judgment in this regard, but please do not question what you do not understand.

things, such as traditional Chinese medical techniques that have been passed down for five thousand years."

Hasegawa was a little surprised when he saw that the Chinese miracle doctor he had invited actually spoke like a master today. The last time he went to China, Guo Jing still had the same temperament that was so simple and easy to bully. Not long after that, he already had

The progress in how to speak appropriately with patients' families is so rapid that people are full of expectations. I am afraid that in the near future, Guo Jing's name will reach the top of the medical elite.

In fact, our Dr. Guo Jing has a lot of knowledge in psychology that he studied in college, but when it comes to dealing with some girls around him, his personality makes him feel difficult to deal with.

The butler's expression changed. He heard Guo Jing's origin from Hasegawa and saw it in a report in an American newspaper not long ago. Even the master of scalp acupuncture in the United States wrote an article about Guo Jing's body temperature.

Twelve degrees apart from the professional medical articles, I am now doubting Guo Jing's judgment in this area because of my anger. Now that I think about it, what I just said was actually an element of venting.

The butler quickly and sincerely apologized to Guo Jing, "I'm sorry, Mr. Guo Jing, I was too excited just now. Please forgive me." When the butler apologized, Guo Jing's kindness was suddenly awakened, and he said with some embarrassment: "It's okay.

, As for why I judged that it was the tea, then you have to ask about the needle in my hand."

Guo Jing brought the needle removed from Dafu's body to his eyes. In ancient China, there were many young emperors who were weak and sick. Guo Jing's basis was actually not from ancient medical books, but from an autobiography written by Liu Qizhen.

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As mentioned earlier, Liu Qizhen himself was not a Taoist, but his medical skills were also very exquisite. Many of the TCM arguments written in his books were very unique. At that time, there was a young prince (Song Xiaozong) in the Song Dynasty, who was under the control of the doctor.

The female eunuch took care of him. At that time, the little prince was still in good health, but one time he fell into a very strange disease. All the imperial doctors were at a loss what to do, and one of them was the master of Liu Qizhen.

At that time, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty Zhao Gou was impotent, and the royal family was not qualified to inherit any bloodline other than that of the emperor Zhao Gou. Most of the prince's relatives were girls, or babies less than one or two years old. Zhao Gou made a decree at that time that if the little prince's

If the disease cannot be cured, all the imperial doctors will be buried with him. In order to save his life, Liu Qizhen found all his colleagues and explained the little emperor's condition in detail.

Liu Qizhen didn't want to get involved in the court's affairs, but he and his colleagues had to take care of his own life after all, so he gave his disciple two treatment plans. Within half a month of his return, the little prince's condition was greatly improved.

, but just when all the imperial doctors were thankful to have saved their lives, the little prince's disease recurred again, and Liu Qizhen had no choice but to treat it again. The recurrences occurred one after another, and each time became more serious. The situation was very similar to that of Dafu now.

No matter how the imperial doctors asked the young prince to change places or change his diet, they could not avoid it.

Seeing that Liu Qizhen was desperate, he went to his master, an old Taoist. His master knew that this was no longer a natural disease, and that someone was playing tricks on him, but he couldn't find that person with his medical skills alone, so the old Taoist decided to He gave Liu Qizhen a secret method. It was a secret method discovered by a Taoist priest who combined his own medical skills with Taoist Qigong.

The five elements of the human body all enter through the mouth, enter through the nose, enter through the eyes, enter through the ears, and enter through the blood. The five elements of the human body must pass through one channel, which is the quasi-evil channel. There is a point in the pulse, which is the main line point. Everything from the five elements that invades the human body must pass through this meridian, and occasionally there will be acupoints.

This is a description of the ancient Taoist qigong that was lost. However, the Taoist priest was inspired by this unknown acupoint. Based on his medical skills, by making good use of this acupoint, he could actually know what someone had eaten and what he had eaten in a short period of time. All smells, this suspicion plays a considerable role in the food examination and cause diagnosis of patients.

Liu Qizhen obtained this secret point, and after treating the little emperor again, he finally found out several possible factors that caused the recurrence of the disease, and cured the little prince's disease. As for what happened next, Liu Qizhen's autobiography did not mention Without mentioning it, Guo Jing would naturally not know.

This kind of thing that has no official history was only retained in Liu Qizhen's memory and passed down as unofficial rumors. Guo Jing didn't quite believe the story told in this autobiography when he first read it, but he was not convinced of other medical skills recorded in the autobiography. After experimenting one by one, the benefits were very small. Even Liu Qizhen laughed and said after Guo Jing read his autobiography, "No wonder people say that reading is good. Reading more is really useful."

After listening to this, Hasegawa immediately became interested in this secret cave.

At this moment, there was a noise coming from the butler. He took out a small electronic screen and took a look at it. He said he was looking for someone and went out first. Not long after, he brought back a middle-aged Japanese man wearing a suit and tie.

"Mr. Guo Jing, this is Lawyer Yamamoto Kazuo. Lawyer Yamamoto, this is Mr. Guo Jing." Yamamoto and Guo Jing shook hands in a friendly manner. Guo Jing didn't know what happened or what to say, but Yamamoto had already said it first. He said, "Mr. Guo Jing, I'm here to discuss the $200 million Goldfinger insurance that Mrs. Mitsubishi bought for you this morning. Here are the relevant documents. You only need to sign for it to take effect immediately."

Guo Jing was stunned for a moment after hearing this shocking news. The butler next to him also opened his mouth and was speechless. Only Hasegawa was slightly surprised, and then glanced at his old friend with a smile, matching the look in his eyes. Together, Hasegawa secretly gave a thumbs up to his old friend.

Guo Jing stayed for a while, then looked at Mr. Michio Mitsubishi who was lying on the bed in embarrassment. Except for his lower body covered by a quilt, his bare upper body had about twenty gold needles stuck in it, and asked: "What's going on?"

Daofu smiled with difficulty, but his voice was still pitifully small, "This is what my wife and I decided yesterday. It is a little guarantee for Dr. Guo Jing, and I also appreciate Dr. Guo Jing's magical fingers. Delivering hot air into the human body allowed me to personally experience Qigong in China's rich culture, so I bought a $200 million insurance policy for Dr. Guo Jing's fingers."

"This is so expensive! How can my finger be worth 200 million US dollars?"

Guo Jing wanted to say something else, but Hasegawa suddenly came up to hold Guo Jing's hand and winked at Yamamoto. Yamamoto immediately handed over the pen. Hasegawa put the pen into Guo Jing's hand and said, "Come on! Just say goodbye." Well, this is not China. In Japan, gifts from others are not polite but show alienation! If you cure Dafu, the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu stock will not plummet. Those stocks are worth more than 200 million US dollars?"

After a while, Guo Jing's name was signed on Yamamoto's document, and his fingerprint was stamped. Yamamoto repeated the details of the two hundred million US dollar golden finger insurance, and then left with regrets.

After Yamamoto left, there was no need to express the gratitude in Guo Jing's heart, and he didn't say much. He quickly tried his best to help Daphne control his condition. Because of the two repeated attacks, Daphne's pain could only be minimized for the time being, and he could not be like him.

Yesterday, I could still get out of bed and walk for two hours. According to Guo Jing, he would try his best to do acupressure and acupuncture once a day. If there are no accidents, the poison should be eliminated in about a week.

"Mr. Butler, can you bring me some of the tea leaves and the uncooked and boiled bird heads for three days? It would be better to have the aconite that has been boiled for less than three days. This is my second time using poison.

If you encounter it, you have to study it carefully." After coming out of the doctor's room, Hasegawa took the tea that Hua Er drank to the hospital for testing, and Guo Jing had to ask the housekeeper again.

Now the butler's tone was extremely polite and he nodded immediately, "No problem, I'll go get it now, but there's no boiled bird head. Ever since Mr. Mitsubishi got sick, I've never had aconite tea.

You can start cooking it now, and it will be ready in three days! And there are not many tea leaves left. I probably know that medical research sometimes easily wastes materials, so I have to study slowly."

Guo Jing was startled for a moment, then smiled, "It's okay, I'm just trying to identify what kind of tea the original plant is. It won't be wasted. Besides, the tea is gone. You just need to tell me the brand and I can buy it again.

"

"I can't buy it. I didn't buy this tea. It was a gift from a business partner of Mr. Mitsubishi. I don't know where it came from. If you really need it, you can ask Mr. Mitsubishi who sent this tea. You can

Find out what kind of tea that person is."

The housekeeper's words made Guo Jing frown. From a medical point of view, if the treatment method is slightly inappropriate, it is normal for the disease to relapse. If there are some natural reactions of lotus locks as a medium, it is even more normal.

,coincidentally,,

Guo Jing recalled the Taoist priest's autobiography in his mind and thought, "Thank you then!"

"Mr. Guo Jing, you go back to your room first. There is a computer and a TV in the guest room. You can play for a while. I will send it to you later." The housekeeper walked away quickly, thinking he was going to get something for Guo Jing.

When Guo Jing returned to the room, Tang Changhe was still wrapped in a quilt and sleeping. He went to the side and turned on the TV and turned down the volume. It was all Japanese programs. Fortunately, Guo Jing had made up some Japanese before and understood a little bit.

Advancing with the times

The research on Aconitum was the same as Guo Jing's knowledge, but when it came to the tea, Guo Jing could not find out what plant the tea grew from. The taste was quite similar to Longjing, and ordinary people might taste it.

I thought it was Longjing, but Guo Jing is a doctor and Youyu herself prefers tea. After careful reflection, I can almost conclude that this is not Longjing.

At least, this tea is something Guo Jing has never drunk before. Traditional Chinese medicine syndrome differentiation drugs are quite different from the high technology of Western medicine. Although modern Chinese medicine has integrated modern technology in the selection and interpretation of drugs, Guo Jing does not have that at hand now.

There are many ways to choose from, and his knowledge of pharmaceuticals cannot be compared with Master Tang Changhe. Even compared with an old senior like Tang Changhe, he is slightly inferior in this aspect and knowledge. Far inferior to him "

Feilong Chunyang's constitution brings acupressure and golden acupuncture techniques.

A cold sweat broke out from behind. It seemed that someone who knew how to raise voodoo was at work. In other words, the person who sent the tea leaves,

The answer inside was already ready to come out. At this time, Yu Wuxia turned over, and somehow kicked all the quilts away from his previously wrapped body. Guo Jing shook his head, and a sentence suddenly came out in his mind: "A very flavorful little boy."

girl."

If this is the white man at the door of the wine, if we say the person who delivers the tea, then the person who is talking to the white man is probably the person who delivers the tea. There was no reason before, and those words may be groundless, or

It was just speculation. But now that I think about it, after several contacts, Guo Jing felt that it was true.

The 200 million US dollar golden finger insurance is an honor for any doctor, and its value is always touching people's hearts. Guo Jing immediately became worried about Sayuri and secretly decided to protect Sayuri's safety.

After eliminating the influence of the tea plant, Dove's illness finally stabilized, and no lesions appeared again until dinner time. At dinner, Sayuri also went home from school, but today's dinner table did not have Dorothy from yesterday.

Guo Jing was eating a Western-style dinner and glanced at Sayuri from time to time, thinking about how to spend time with Sayuri at night.

Women's intuition is often very sensitive. Before dinner was finished, Sayuri noticed Guo Jing's voyeuristic gaze.

Because they were so close, Sayuri suddenly pinched Guo Jing and said, "What are you looking at? Pervert Guo Jing!"

Guo Jing was startled by such a sudden attack and almost stood up. He felt a little unnatural, but he still ignored Sayuri's eyes and asked, "Miss Mitsubishi, can you not go outside at night?"

There was some unpleasantness yesterday, and Sayuri's impression of Guo Jing changed quite a bit. Coupled with Guo Jingli's gaze just now, her face showed displeasure, "Mr. Guo Jing, why?"

Guo Jing couldn't say anything. He knew that it would be useless to say what he said before, but he couldn't find a reason. He suddenly thought of Dafu, "Because Mr. Mitsubishi's disease has changed twice today, so..."

After only half of the words were spoken, it was difficult to continue the rest of the words. Hasegawa and Tang Changhe looked at Guo Jing on the long table. Fortunately, Mrs. Mitsubishi could not go home because of company matters, otherwise she would have gained another pair of eyes.

Guo Jing's face turned slightly red, "No, it's nothing. I just hope that Miss Mitsubishi won't go out at night."

Sayuri rolled her eyes at Guo Jing, said thank you casually and ignored him, leaving Tang Changhe looking at Guo Jing doubtfully.

After dinner, Sayuri drove out as usual. Guo Jing did a check-up on Dafu. After confirming his condition, he learned about it and immediately chased him out. Tang Changhe caught up with him and chased him out, only to see Guo Jing stunned.

Standing at the door.

"Why don't you chase him?" The cold voice expressed Tang Changhe's dissatisfaction and he couldn't understand what happened to Guo Jing today.

Guo Jing looked at the suburban scenery outside, unaware of Tang Changhe's dissatisfaction, "There aren't even taxis outside, how can we chase them?"

A little angry at Guo Jing's slowness, Tang Changhe persuaded him, "Chasing, chasing, why are you chasing her? What are you doing after you have eaten? Do you still want to go to a place like yesterday? Be careful, Qin Yu and the others know it.

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"What! Grandpa Tang, where did you think you were? How could I like that kind of place?" Guo Jing turned around and walked toward the house, intending to find Hasegawa.

"Then why are you telling her not to go out, and now you want to catch up with her? Do you like her?" Tang Changhe showed a dissatisfied expression, thinking to himself that Guo Jing was someone who shouldn't be cared about. He had nothing to do with Sayuri who was living in the darkness of society.

I really can't understand this girl.

Guo Jing noticed Yang's dissatisfaction, and then explained, "Grandpa Tang, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are. How is that possible? I'm afraid of what happened yesterday,,"

He stopped mid-sentence. Guo Jing didn't want Yang to realize anything. Although Guo Jing was said to be highly skilled in martial arts, after all, Tang Changhe was already old, and Guo Jing was reluctant to involve Tang Changhe in dangerous situations.

Get in the middle of things.

No longer paying attention to Tang Changhe, Guo Jing found Hasegawa and asked Hasegawa to take him to the city. Driving on the bustling streets of New York, gusts of wind blew Sayuri's long hair, and from time to time he reached out to smooth down the flowing blond hair.

But Sayuri couldn't calm down her numb mood.

Ever since she was a child, no man has been as disobedient to her as Guo Jing. Others praised her beauty and envied her background, but Guo Jing turned a blind eye.

A country bumpkin from the Chinese countryside! Sayuri cursed in her mind, stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car moved forward like lightning. The street scenes on both sides seemed to fly back, but what could not retreat was the shadow of the Chinese man.

For some reason, there were countless men around her, and few of them aroused any novel feelings in her, but this young Chinese man who seemed young and had a pale face lingered in her mind.
To be continued...