The proud master of the female president

After Lin Yu left the hotel, he wandered around the street alone.

For him, even his hometown Jinling is very strange, let alone other cities.

Of course, although Jiao'ao is not the provincial capital city, it is a veritable sub-provincial city. Its GDP even exceeds that of the provincial capital, and it is not weaker than Jinling in terms of urban construction.

Busy traffic.

Crowded.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

He was taken aback when he saw the number.

After thinking about it, I still pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

The call was from Zhao Zisu. He really couldn't figure out why she would suddenly call him.

"Where are you?" Zhao Zisu asked.

"Is something wrong?"

"I saw a person..."

suddenly!

Lin Yu felt movement behind him, and subconsciously turned his head to look over.

Seeing him, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan was speeding towards him.

Depend on!
Assassination?

Vehicle out of control?

Gah!
He held the mobile phone in one hand, and secretly pinched the six or seven-inch steel needle in the other hand, ready to make a move.

"It's really you?!" A familiar voice sounded.

"you……"

The window of the passenger compartment of the car was lowered.

Looking at Zhao Zisu's face, Lin Yu couldn t help being a little confused.

"Xiao Lin."

The rear window was closed, revealing a familiar face. It was Zhao Qiankun: "Isn't this a coincidence? I didn't expect... to meet you in Jiao'ao. I just found out that the back looks very similar."

So he slowed down the speed of the car and asked his granddaughter to call Lin Yu, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"Old Zhao, why are you here?" Lin Yu was stunned.

"Cure it."

Zhao Qiankun smiled and explained: "Introduced by an old friend, he said that there is a case in his hand, and neither Chinese nor western medicine can detect any abnormalities, so... asked me to come for a consultation."

He has been in poor health, and his granddaughter asked for leave because she was worried, so she came here with him.

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on Lin Yu: "Is there something going on now?"

"It's okay, just wander around alone."

"Come!"

Quickly opened the car door, Zhao Qiankun looked happy: "Let's talk in the car!"

Lin Yu immediately sat in the back row.

Anyway, idle.

The key point is that Han Xingyue and Simeng went out to record the show early in the morning. In this strange city, they don't even know anyone—it's better to accompany Zhao Qiankun and pass the time by the way.

"Xiao Lin, do you think this is fate? There are so many cities in China, each of which is as big as a city, and they can all happen to each other." Zhao Qiankun laughed loudly.

"I have always been destined to Mr. Zhao." Lin Yu smiled.

"Really not!"

Zhao Qiankun shook his head, and said solemnly: "Zisu suggested before that we should walk on this road, saying that we can see the sea - it is the fate between you and Zisu."

puff!
Lin Yu almost couldn't hold back his anger.

How worried is this old man that his granddaughter won't be able to marry?
"grandfather……"

Zhao Zisu was devastated, blushing: "Can you stop talking nonsense? It is fate when you meet? I am in the hospital, and I meet hundreds of people every day. Is it all fate?"

After half an hour.

Da Ben slowly drove into a manor.

This is……

Lin Yu's pupils couldn't help tightening.

The manor is luxurious.

Of course, this was definitely not the reason why he was surprised, but he found that besides the bright faces, there were a large number of strong security guards, and there were actually a few pairs in the dark, with relatively obscure auras hidden.

Musha!
There are warriors hidden in the dark!
"Old Zhao, please follow me." The driver opened the door politely.

After a while, a group of three walked into the center of the manor, the bedroom on the third floor of the main building.

A man was lying on the bed.

He was only in his 40s, but his face was extremely pale, his eyes were closed and he was motionless, as if he was out of breath.

In addition, there are five old men and old ladies, all of whom are frowning.

"Old Zhao!"

Seeing Zhao Qiankun coming in, one of the old men with a white beard greeted him with bright eyes: "Quick! It's an emergency, so don't be too polite—come over and have a look!"

"it is good!"

Zhao Qiankun walked quickly to the bed and grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist.

Just for a moment, he frowned tightly, as if muttering to himself: "I'm running out of energy and blood, but..."

Can't find the reason for the lack of energy and blood!
Why has traditional Chinese medicine gradually declined in recent years?

To a large extent, it is because the industry is a mixed bag.

It is not difficult at all to find that a patient is deficient in qi and blood, and most Chinese medicine practitioners who are half a bucket of water will directly replenish qi and blood to the patient, but they will not go deep to find the source.

Invigorating qi and blood can only treat the symptoms.

The root cause must be found in order to completely cure the root cause!
Rather...

Zhao Qiankun was surprised to find that no specific reason could be found.

"Is it...can't find the reason?" The old man with white beard asked.

"Yes."

After a full few minutes, Zhao Qiankun withdrew his hand and said, "It shouldn't be! I've been a doctor for decades, and I've never encountered this kind of... Everyone, what do you think?"

Several old men and women shook their heads as they looked at each other.

"Old Zhao, how about Let me see?" Lin Yu asked.

"Correct!"

Zhao Qiankun's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped aside to give up his position, nodding repeatedly: "I almost forgot about you! Hurry up..."

"Old Zhao, what are you doing?!"

The white-bearded old man seemed to have the closest relationship with Zhao Qiankun, and he was not afraid of offending him at all: "I came here to let you find a way to save people together. You are the scene of apprenticeship? Human life is at stake, you still have time... "

"Apprenticeship? I don't have the ability to teach an apprentice like him." Zhao Qiankun smiled wryly.

"he……"

The old man with the white beard was taken aback, looked Lin Yu up and down, frowned and said, "Isn't he your new apprentice? At this age, he can..."

"The medical skills are not good, and there is a lot of nonsense."

Lin Yu was too lazy to waste words with him, and grabbed the patient's wrist.

Ok? !

In an instant, his face froze.

"Boy, how dare you..." The white-bearded old man was furious and was about to come up immediately.

"dad!"

Just then, an anxious voice sounded, and a young man ran in.

He quickly ran to the bedside, tears falling uncontrollably: "What happened to my dad? Grandpas and grandmas, you are all miracle doctors, woo... I heard the news and rushed back from school..."

"Don't worry, your father can still be saved."

suddenly!

Lin Yu showed a faint smile, quickly took out a few silver needles, and stabbed at the middle-aged man.

In just a moment, the middle-aged man who fell into a coma opened his mouth to spit out a small mouthful of blood.

In that blood...

Clearly mixed with dark brown blood clots.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of these famous doctors brightened: They are all top famous doctors. Although they don't know the patient's condition, when the patient vomits blood, it means that the condition is improving.

"This..." The young man couldn't help being taken aback.

"Don't worry, the congestion has spit out. As long as I continue to treat, the situation will get better and better." Lin Yu smiled.

"You stop me!"

The young man turned pale in shock, and pushed Lin Yu away: "My dad vomited blood! Are you saving someone or harming someone? You... Get out of here! If you don't get out, I'll call the police!"

"stop!"

The old man with the white beard stood up and scolded the young man: "His method is likely to be effective!"

"I don't believe it! Get out! Get out, all of you! I understand that you are all together, and you want to kill..." The young man was stubborn and decided that Lin Yu was a murderer.

"Listen to my explanation..." Zhao Qiankun hurriedly wanted to explain.

"What's the use of explaining?"

suddenly!

Lin Yu stretched out his hand, grabbed the young man's face, and said with a sneer, "It's not his father who died."

What do you mean?
Just when everyone was in a daze, the young man's face couldn't help but change, and his figure quickly retreated like lightning.

That speed... is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people!