The old man suddenly smiled and said, "I'm all about to get buried. If you have anything to be afraid of, go and have a cup of tea."

The man behind the old man knew his father's temper. Since he had made the decision, he stopped saying anything. Instead, he looked at Qin Feng carefully, as if he wanted to remember Qin Feng's appearance, and then pushed his wheelchair and followed Qin Feng down the elevator to the underground supermarket in Minxin Square.

At the entrance of the supermarket, there is a shop selling tea.

After Qin Feng and the others came in, Qin Feng said directly to the sales staff: "Prepare 6 grams of Longjing tea for me, wait until the water boils, put the tea leaves in, then boil for two more times, pour half a cup of the old man."

The waiter saw that the people they came in looked good, especially the old man sitting in a wheelchair. Although his face was ugly, he had a special temperament. When he sat there, he felt a lot of aura, which made people feel awe.

When the waiter was cooking tea, Qin Feng specifically reminded the waiter that when cooking tea, he must open the lid of the teapot to let the fragrance of Longjing tea rise.

The waiter started cooking tea according to Qin Feng's method.

As the tea leaves swelled in the tea for a while, a faint tea fragrance began to spread in the air.

The old man didn't feel anything at first, but after a while, as the tea fragrance continued to spread, the old man suddenly said, "Why am I so thirsty? Give me a cup of tea."

Qin Feng told the old man not to worry. After the tea was cooked, he asked the waiter to pour half a cup of the old man.

After the old man took a few sips slowly, his originally pale face seemed to change suddenly.

His frown was stretched out suddenly.

Soon, the old man's stomach made a sound, making two extremely stinky farts.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "You can take the old man to the toilet."

Fifteen minutes later, the man and the two women pushed the old man in the wheelchair and walked into the teahouse again with excitement.

The man pushing a wheelchair reached out and held Qin Feng's hand and said, "Miscellaneous doctor, he is simply a miracle doctor! So many experts from provincial hospitals cannot treat the disease, but you have cured it with 6 grams of Longjing tea. What is going on? Miracle doctor, what should we do later? Can I take the medicine my father used to take again?"

Qin Feng said in a deep voice: "Brother, your father is old. He was sick for too long before and took more medicine. His stomach qi had been severely damaged. Now his stomach qi has just recovered (want to eat something), but he must not take medicine again. If you accidentally take the wrong medicine and hurt your stomach qi, the consequences will be serious. Let's do this. After you go back, you will get some millet porridge for the old man to nourish the stomach yin and stomach qi, and then slowly adjust it later."

The man pushing the wheelchair looked at Qin Feng with confusion and said, "Miscellaneous Doctor, I am actually a medical and health work. I am very puzzled. Why did my father take so many medicines but you solved such a difficult problem with 6 grams of tea? We have also seen traditional Chinese medicine before."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "The key to treating a Chinese medicine doctor is to have the right symptoms. It is necessary to diagnose the eight principles and distinguish between the primary and secondary. The old man's disease is actually not complicated. There is a sentence in the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic: Those who get stomach qi are born, and those who have no stomach qi die. At that time, the old man's stomach qi was only one line. Therefore, although the old man had weak heat, he must never use bitter and cold to relieve the pain. Otherwise, the stomach qi will be done and the person will be in danger. If I guess correctly, Western medicine should prescribe laxatives for the old man, while traditional Chinese medicine prescribes the kind of bitter and cold-type dredging and purging medicine, which is wrong. The more this is the weaker the old man's spleen and stomach will be, and the worse the body will be. The most obvious manifestation is the data on the blood test, which makes you frightened, right?"

Several people nodded repeatedly, and Qin Feng was not wrong at all. The man who pushed the wheelchair question: "Miscellaneous doctor, why can't you use medicine in this case but tea?"

Qin Feng waved his hand and said, "Brother, don't call me a miracle doctor. Let me make a statement first. I am just a heir and promoter of traditional Chinese medicine enthusiasts, but I am definitely not a miracle doctor.

As for your problem, it is actually not complicated. The tea leaves are slightly bitter, sweet and cold, fragrant, spicy but not harmful to the yin, bitter and sweet taste, which can make the spleen clear, the stomach lowers turbidity, wake up the stomach and please the spleen, which is much gentler than medicine. After drinking it slowly, let the turbid air in the body be discharged and the stool is relieved, which means that the spleen and stomach lifting cardinal has resumed operation. After a while, the old man should feel sleepy. You might as well find a car and send the old man home as soon as possible to sleep. After waking up, the old man should have appetite, that is, the yin and yang of the old man have been harmonized. At that time, as I said before, make some millet porridge for the old man to nourish the stomach, and then slowly regulate it. When the body function is almost restored, you will be treated with half the effort. "

At this moment, the old man looked at Qin Feng with gratitude and said, "Young man, thank you. What's your name?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "My name is Qin Feng."

The man pushing the cart said, "Qin Feng, what is your phone number? If it weren't for you this time, we have already started discussing preparing my father's funeral. Now you are equivalent to saving my father's life. We have to thank you very well."

Qin Feng waved his hand and said, "There is no need to thank you. As a inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine, treating diseases and saving lives is just a small task, not to mention that he just used 6 grams of Longjing tea in the tea shop, and he didn't charge any money, so he's lucky to see you."

After saying that, Qin Feng turned around and walked out.

At this moment, the old man who had already started to yawn and was gradually wailing and slowly raised his head, looked at Qin Feng and said, "Qin Feng, we may not thank you, but you still have to leave us a contact information. I plan to wait until my body is a little more stable, please take care of me personally. To be honest, I can't believe the other doctors now."

Qin Feng hesitated for a moment, thinking that the old man's physical condition was indeed special, so he touched his pocket. In order to prepare for the opening of the National Medical Clinic, he printed a new box of business cards, which was now put in his pocket. He took out a business card and handed it to the man who was pushing a wheelchair, then smiled and waved his hand, and disappeared into the rolling crowds and night outside the supermarket.

The man who was pushing the wheelchair looked at Qin Feng's business card a few times and handed the business card to the old man in the wheelchair. After the old man finished reading it, he nodded and said, "Cheng Lin, this young man is very good. He does not want to repay kindness, is steady and modest. This is the style of a generation of Chinese medicine practitioners. Although he said he is not a Chinese medicine practitioner, I guess his Chinese medicine skills will definitely not be low, and even if he is not at the master level, it will not be much worse."

The man pushing the wheelchair said, "Yes, among the doctors who treat you this time, there are three experts from the senior vocational colleges of the Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. All three of them are helpless, but this young man named Qin Feng used 6 grams of Longjing tea to get it done. This is the gap.

So, many people say that experts are among the people!”

The old man nodded and said, "Cheng Lin, through this matter, you should also learn from the lessons. When dealing with traditional Chinese medicine work, don't just focus on the academic school. There are indeed experts in the academic school, but folk Chinese medicine masters should not be ignored, because since these folk Chinese medicine practitioners can survive, they must have something they are good at."

The man who was pushing the wheelchair nodded seriously: "Father, don't worry, I know what to do."

The old man yawned again and said, "Chenglin, you can investigate this young man named Qin Feng tonight to see if there is anything we can do to help. He saved my old man's life. I, Duan Guiqiang, never owe anyone favors. Let's repay this young man's life-saving grace slowly!"

Duan Chenglin nodded: "Dad, I understand."

The next morning, Qin Feng rushed to the National Medical Center at around 6 a.m.

This time, not only Qin Feng came, but Xue Jiahui, Zhuge, Zhang Tiechui, Chu Zhixuan and others rushed over to help.

After all, for Qin Feng, whether the National Medical Clinic can start this time is directly related to the life and death of Weize Traditional Chinese Medicine Company, and this National Medical Clinic is also the forefront of Qin Feng and Huangfutai in the battle.

As long as this position can be stabilized, Qin Feng can gradually break the Huangfu family's monopoly position in the field of private hospitals in Bei'an City!

The most important thing is that whether the National Medical Clinic can open successfully and get on track is directly related to Qin Feng's ideal of promoting traditional Chinese medicine. It can be said that because Qin Feng learned traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child and witnessed various social phenomena, he has been full of firm determination to promote traditional Chinese medicine and Chinese medicine since then.

Therefore, Qin Feng attached great importance to the opening ceremony of the National Medical Clinic. Qin Feng and everyone were busy from six o'clock to eight o'clock in the morning, and then he sorted out all the preparations. At this moment, there was still an hour before the opening ceremony at 9:9.

At this moment, a van with the word "supervision" was parked at the entrance of the National Medical Center.

The car door opened and five people walked out of the car. The leader was wearing a straight suit, with a big back and a cigar in his mouth, which looked quite like a Fa Ge. However, he was shorter, only about 1.72 meters tall, with a slightly fat figure, and a big belly protruding forward.

However, after getting off the car, there were two subordinates on both sides of the man. Surrounded by everyone, the man showed a powerful aura and walked towards the door.

At this moment, Qin Feng and his brothers were already waiting at the door, because Qin Feng estimated that friends from all walks of life should come to support him at this time.

Seeing these five people coming, Qin Feng asked Zhuge Qiang: "Do you know them?"

Zhuge Qiang shook his head: "I don't know."

"What about the others? Do you know anyone?" Qin Feng asked.

Everyone shook their heads. It was obvious that none of the people on Qin Feng's side knew this person.

Qin Feng's brows frowned.

When the five people walked to Qin Feng and the others, the fat man in charge looked at Qin Feng coldly and said, "Qin Feng, you are quite awesome, you don't give me any face!"

Qin Feng looked a little ugly and asked directly: "Who are you?"

The fat man's face suddenly became gloomy. His eyes looked at Qin Feng as if he was looking at a madman. He never expected that Qin Feng's private hospital had been opened and he didn't even know him!
Chapter completed!