"Of course it's true. What a coincidence. I was about to go to the hospital to find you when Gongxun called me."

Xie Changfeng turned to look at Lin Yu and said with concern, "Jia Rong, why did you offend the people in the Military Intelligence Department?"

"I don't know either." Lin Yu smiled bitterly, "I met a beggar who caused trouble in our medical clinic this afternoon. He seemed to be a fugitive they wanted to catch. But the beggar ran away and they captured me.

"

"You have to be careful when dealing with this Military Intelligence Agency. They are one of the few mysterious departments in China that are not open to the public. Their authority is not ordinary. If Mr. Guo happened to be unwell, I might not be able to protect you.

Come." Xie Changfeng urged.

Lin Yu was secretly shocked. This was Qinghai's territory. Even Xie Changfeng couldn't protect himself. This shows how terrifying the power of the Military Intelligence Agency is!

"Secretary Xie, is Mr. Guo you are talking about seriously ill?" Lin Yu asked, "I may need to go back and get the needle bag."

Listening to what Xie Changfeng said just now, it seemed that Mr. Guo's identity was very unusual, so he naturally had to be more cautious.

"It's not serious. Maybe he just came to the mainland suddenly and he's not used to the climate. He has a headache. He said he had this problem before when he came to the mainland."

After saying that, Xie Changfeng ordered the driver to go to the Huisheng Hall first and let Lin Yu take the silver needle.

Because of Guo Zhaozong's special identity, Lin Yu specially took the set of dragon and phoenix silver needles given to him by Chu Yunwei this time.

He knew that since it was a headache and fever, he could just find a doctor to diagnose and treat him. The reason why Secretary Xie came to him was for Qing Hai's face, so Lin Yu naturally had to come up with the highest-standard equipment this time to help Secretary Xie.

Keep your face up.

Guo Zhaozong stayed at a five-star hotel in Qinghai called Junzun, which is said to be one of his own properties.

After Lin Yu followed Xie Changfeng upstairs, there were bodyguards in black standing outside the presidential private room. The scale was no smaller than when Chu Yunxi came last time.

"Secretary Xie, I'm sorry, I offended you."

The head bodyguard apologized to Xie Changfeng, and then ordered people to search Xie Changfeng and Lin Yu.

What made Lin Yu a little speechless was that when they searched Xie Changfeng, they only gave a symbolic gesture, but when they searched him, they touched him inside and out, and even turned on the metal detector for his acupuncture box.

Scan carefully several times.

"Mr. Guo, Secretary Xie is here, and he has brought a doctor with him." After the head bodyguard completed the inspection, he took the walkie-talkie and said.

"Please, please, please!" came a voice with a strong Hong Kong flavor from the other end of the intercom.

"Oh, Secretary Xie, you are too polite. I told you that this is just a minor problem. I can just rest for a few days and it will be fine."

As soon as Lin Yu and Xie Changfeng entered the door, they saw a middle-aged man wearing golf casual clothes hurried over and shook hands with Xie Changfeng. Then he extended his hand to Lin Yu and said, "Hello!"

Lin Yu was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to shake his hand. He didn't expect that Fushang Guo was so approachable, perhaps for Xie Changfeng's sake.

After sitting down, Lin Yu couldn't help but look at Guo Zhaozong's face and found that he looked much younger than the photos online.

For a person in his fifties, it is really good to be able to maintain a mental state of thirty or forty.

"Mr. Guo is going to play two strokes?" Xie Changfeng took one look at Guo Zhaozong's outfit and said with a smile.

"That's right. I'm going to go out and get some fresh air. I'm so stuffy in the hotel and my headache is getting worse."

As Guo Zhaozong spoke, he took out a cigar from the humidor, cut it neatly with cigar scissors, and handed it to Xie Changfeng.

"I don't smoke." Xie Changfeng smiled and waved his hand.

Guo Zhaozong then handed the cigar to Lin Yu. Lin Yu was flattered and said hurriedly: "Thank you, I don't know how to smoke."

"It's good for young people not to smoke." Guo Zhaozong smiled, took it and lit it with a sulfur-free match that was seven or eight centimeters long, and started smoking himself.

"Mr. Guo, Xiao He is our famous miracle doctor in Qinghai. You might as well let him take a look at you first. He said on the way here that if the problem is not serious, he can help you stop your headache right away. I will accompany you then.

Let’s go out and play some shots together.” Xie Changfeng said with a smile.

"It would be great if Secretary Xie is with me, but my headache is difficult to cure, and the special medicines imported from abroad don't work either."

Guo Zhaozong said this not to look down on Lin Yu, but to find a way out for them in advance, fearing that Lin Yu would be embarrassed if he couldn't cure it.

"I don't know if it can be cured. I can only do my best." Lin Yu smiled and said very humbly, "Please put your wrist on the pulse diagnosis. I will feel your pulse first."

As he spoke, Lin Yu took out a wooden pulse diagnosis device and placed it on the table.

"Chinese medicine?"

When Guo Zhaozong felt his pulse, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Yes, Mr. Guo, even though Xiao He is young, he is one of the top figures in the Qinghai Traditional Chinese Medicine circle."

When Xie Changfeng saw Guo Zhaozong like this, he thought he couldn't trust Lin Yu, so he hurriedly explained.

"No! You can't see Chinese medicine! It will kill you!"

At this time, a sharp voice came from the bedroom, and then a woman in a purple satin nightgown walked out quickly, slapping lotion on her face as she walked.

Seeing the woman who suddenly appeared, Xie Changfeng and Lin Yu couldn't help but were startled. However, Lin Yu soon recognized her. There are many photos of her on the Internet. Her name is Chen Peiyi. She is the wife of Guo Zhaozong and the former Miss Hong Kong champion.

The winner is said to be the mistress who edged out his original wife.

I have to say that rich people take good care of themselves. This Chen Peiyi is already in her thirties this year, but she still looks like a girl in her twenties. She also has an excellent figure. She is tall and seductive.

Even a wealthy man like Guo Zhaozong, who has countless contacts, can be captured by her.

"What are you doing out here? Go back!" Guo Zhaozong frowned and said displeasedly.

"Husband, don't I care about you? Do you remember that two years ago we had a rich man in SIPG who was cured to death by Chinese medicine from mainland China?"

Chen Peiyi rushed over and hugged Guo Zhaozong's arm, pressing her tight chest tightly against his arm, and said with concern on her face.

"Nonsense, can the doctor hired by Secretary Xie be the same as those quack doctors?" Guo Zhaozong frowned and said displeased.

In fact, he said this to give Xie Changfeng face. He didn't really trust Lin Yu in his heart. He had lived for so many years and had only seen Chinese medicine for cupping and massage. He had never seen a Chinese medicine doctor for himself. After all, SIPG was once a British colony.

, the prosperous ones are all Western medicine.

"Anyway, I don't care. I won't let him treat you. If he treats you badly, what will I do for the rest of my life?" Chen Peiyi pouted and said with a false smile.
Chapter completed!