world famous doctor

Chapter 230 The old man is also called by you?
Soon, Wei Hai and Wang Yu devoted themselves to the dedicated research again.

They were giving each other acupuncture without any distractions.

"Don't be too late, just go to rest." Zhou Chen didn't bother them anymore, but just reminded them softly.

……

Since Wei Jiang and Zhou Chen failed in the acupuncture competition that day, he left Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center in disgrace.

He has been staying in Jiangzhou City for the past few days, and has not returned to the medical hall. He is staying in a big hotel in Jiangzhou City.

He carefully recalled every scene of Zhou Chen's acupuncture competition with himself.

Zhou Chen's routine of acupuncture points was indeed difficult for him to figure out.

After thinking about it for several days, he couldn't figure out why an ordinary needle can produce such amazing curative effect?
Thinking too much makes my head swell and ache.

Wei Jiang couldn't help letting out a long sigh:
"Could it be... that I am a majestic master of Chinese medicine, really not as good as a brat in a small place?"

This is probably too absurd.

After sitting for a while, it was still difficult for him to calm down his emotions.

With a bang, he stood up, with a sinister look in his eyes.

Do not!
I must block him!
He can't be so arrogant.

Thinking of this, Wei Jiang frowned slightly and sneered.

Without hesitation, he immediately went out and went directly to the Acupuncture Association in Jiangzhou City.

The security guard at the gate of the Acupuncture Association saw Wei Jiang walking in silently, so he stopped him loudly.

"Hey, old man, what are you doing? Come and register!"

A small security guard in such a small place actually dared to yell at him.

This was obviously intolerable to Wei Jiang.

His face changed, he stopped in his tracks, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes:
"Is that what you call the old man? You'd better show me some respect. I'm afraid the president of your association will call me respectfully when he sees me."

The security posture was not weak at all.

He came out of the duty room and looked Wei Jiang up and down in front of him.

It is also true that from head to toe, he is very well dressed, especially the oily back hair, which is not something ordinary people can comb.

However, the security guard didn't think too much, and said:

"I don't care who you are, outsiders who enter this door must register."

Wei Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at the security guard.

His eyes were a little red with anger, and he said in a questioning tone:
"Do you know who I am? It's a joke to come to a small place like yours and still need to register!"

The security guard didn't bother to quarrel with him, with an indifferent expression, he took out the registration form coldly, and handed him a pen.

"Don't be so wordy, if you want to go in, register, if you don't register, just let me out quickly, don't delay our work."

This security guard made Wei Jiang feel a little baffled and helpless.

Wei Jiang snorted unconvinced, he took the pen, and after filling in his name, address and reason, he threw the pen heavily on the ground, turned around and walked away.

At the same time dropped a sentence:
"Being a security guard doesn't have any discernment..."

The security guard looked at Wei Jiang's back, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and smiled at the same time:

"Do you really think of yourself as a big shot?"

After questioning, Wei Jiang went directly to the chairman's office on the fifth floor.

Before entering, he was stopped by the president's secretary again.

"Hi, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for your president." Wei Jiang said with a serious face.

"Oh, have you made an appointment?" the secretary asked again.

Wei Jiang stopped talking, he squinted his eyes.

Just entering the door was really pissed off by the security guards, and now they met a difficult secretary.

Does the president of the association in such a small place need to make an appointment?
This was somewhat beyond his expectations.

After a pause, Wei Jiang yelled at the secretary in an extremely contemptuous tone:
"I am the master of traditional Chinese medicine from the National Medical Hall, now come to see your president, and immediately ask him to come out to meet me!"

After hearing the words, the secretary's face suddenly became serious.

Hearing the words of the master of Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall, he didn't dare to embarrass the other party anymore, he just nodded again and again, then turned and walked in the door.

Within a minute, President Ding Xuekun followed the secretary out of the door in a hurry.

Seeing Wei Jiang standing in the corridor with a somewhat unhappy expression on his face, President Ding rushed over to greet him with a grin.

"excuse me, you are?"

Wei Jiang felt a little angry. He stared at President Ding in front of him and asked:
"You take a good look, don't you even recognize me?"

President Ding narrowed his eyes for a moment, and he looked at Wei Jiang in front of him.

At the same time, he searched hard for this face in his memory.

Ding Xuekun suddenly remembered the master of traditional Chinese medicine that he had just told his secretary about, and couldn't help but be surprised, and quickly apologized to Wei Jiang.

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Wei Jiangwei, come in quickly, come in quickly, I'm too far away to welcome you."

Into the president's office.

President Ding Xuekun was serving tea and pouring water, with a smile on his face, showing no enthusiasm for Wei Jiang.

Of course, the master of traditional Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall, in front of this president, is also several levels higher than him in terms of status.

Therefore, in Ding Xuekun's eyes, this Wei Jiang was indeed a distinguished guest.

His posture was very low, and he was extremely respectful, bowing his knees.

Ding Xuekun put the tea in front of the other party's table, and at the same time handed him a cigarette, expressing his apologies repeatedly.

The sullen look on Wei Jiang's face faded a bit.

Seeing this scene, the secretary standing aside suddenly opened his mouth wide, his eyes were full of astonishment, his face was blank, as if he had seen a ghost.

He is really a master of Chinese medicine.

Just now, I actually stopped the master of traditional Chinese medicine at the door and asked him about the appointment.

It really shouldn't be.

Wei Jiang raised his teacup and took a sip, looked up at the secretary standing beside him, and said reproachfully:

"President Ding, I see that the staff in your association are really disappointing. They don't even know me!"

Ding Xuekun turned his head and immediately winked at the secretary, asking the secretary to come up and apologize to him in person.

The secretary nodded, stepped forward, stood in front of Wei Jiang, lowered his head, and before he could speak, his tongue began to tremble.

He stammered and said, "Master Wei, I'm really sorry, I really didn't recognize you just now, I hope you don't mind the villain..."

Wei Jiang nodded, looking old-fashioned.

He lit his cigarette, took a deep breath, and said:
"Your Acupuncture Association is really... Hey, let me say how you are. I was at the door just now, and the security guard insisted on stopping me and asking me to register. It's ridiculous."

Ding Xuekun swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and at the same time hurriedly apologized for the security guard.

Wei Jiang waved his hands impatiently, and after a sneer, he asked back:
"There are only dozens or hundreds of masters of traditional Chinese medicine in the National Medical Hall. As people in the industry, you don't even know me. I really feel ridiculous and sad for your ignorance."

"Yes, Master Wei is blaming us for being ignorant."

Ding Xuekun kept nodding his head to accompany him.

(End of this chapter)