world famous doctor

Chapter 231 President of the Acupuncture Association
At this moment, there was only one thought in Ding Xuekun's mind.

That is not to offend the master of traditional Chinese medicine in front of him.

After all, he has been the president of the association for so many years, and this is the first time he has met a master of traditional Chinese medicine from the National Medical Hall.

In the future, I may have to count on him to help me with my promotion journey.

Wei Jiang sighed with a stern expression:
"Forget it, the purpose of my coming here today is not to pick on you."

Ding Xuekun hesitated for a moment.

He was also a little puzzled, why suddenly this master of Chinese medicine came to their Acupuncture Association?
The Jiangzhou Acupuncture Association and the National Medical Hall have never had any contact.

Of course, it is really difficult for the Acupuncture Association in their small place to have any relationship with the National Medical Hall.

Today, a master of traditional Chinese medicine came to him on his own initiative, which was really something Li Xuekun could only wish for.

Wei Jiang glanced at the secretary standing beside him.

The secretary nodded knowingly, turned around and went out, closing the office door behind her.

Ding Xuekun greeted him with a smile on his face, and asked in a low voice:
"Master Wei, if you need any help, just let me know. I, Ding Xuekun, can do what I can, and I will never shirk."

"I came to you this time because I really wanted you to do something for me." Wei Jiang raised Erlang's legs and leaned back, proudly said.

"It's a great honor for me, Ding, to be able to serve you, Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I can't wish for it, I can't wish for it!"

Ding Xuekun beamed with joy, and his whole body was full of energy, as if he had met his father.

As he spoke, he nodded and bowed to please the other person.

Wei Jiang was very satisfied with his attitude.

After laughing for a while, Wei Jiang restrained his smile and asked seriously:

"There is a small Chinese medicine doctor named Zhou Chen in your Jiangzhou Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center. Have you heard of President Ding?"

"Bao Ji Tang Chinese Medicine Center?"

"Zhou Chen?"

Ding Xuekun frowned, making a thoughtful look.

He touched his chin and muttered to himself:

"Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic? Master Wei, are you talking about the Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic in the north of the city?"

"Yes, that's it!"

"As for that Zhou Chen you mentioned, I haven't heard of it."

Ding Xuekun replied categorically.

After thinking for a while, he asked again:
"Master Wei, why are you looking for this person?"

When the name Zhou Chen was mentioned, an inexplicable anger rose in Wei Jiang's heart.

Ding Xuekun was able to climb to the position of president of the Acupuncture Society, and his ability to read words and emotions is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Just passed the communication with Wei Jiang.

From Wei Jiang's tone and eyes, he could tell that his emotions were obviously wrong.

Is it annoyed?
Tired?

Or upset.

After Ding Xuekun thought about it, he seemed to have guessed something.

Then he took a deep look at Wei Jiang and said, "Could it be that boy who offended you, Master Wei?"

Wei Jiang's tone became even lower, and his complexion changed.

"President Ding, as the president of the Acupuncture Association, can you think of a way to use your relationship to seal up the Baojitang Traditional Chinese Medicine Center?"

After hearing the words, Ding Xuekun frowned slightly, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

He hurriedly asked: "Master Wei, what's going on?"

He wondered in his heart, is there anyone in Jiangzhou who dares to offend a master of Chinese medicine like Wei Jiang?
It's like eating the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard.

Wei Jiang looked serious, took another puff of cigarette, and said coldly:
"Just tell me, can you?"

"Since you have spoken, Master Wei, I think it should be possible to find a way to do this. However, there must be a reason to seal down a medical clinic."

Having said that, Wei Jiang glanced at Ding Xuekun coldly.

Ding Xuekun quickly explained: "I'm not saying this as an excuse, I just want to know why? If it's not convenient for you, Master Wei, then you have the right to pretend that I didn't ask."

In front of Wei Jiang, Ding Xuekun behaved cautiously, even in every move and word.

Wei Jiang stared at him for a while, then looked away.

When this matter was mentioned, he resisted very much in his heart, wishing that Zhou Chen would kneel and kowtow to apologize to him on the spot.

After being silent for a while, Wei Jiang approached Li Xuekun, bent over and asked in a low voice:
"You should also be very puzzled, why the master of Chinese medicine from my dignified Chinese medicine hall suddenly came to this small place of yours, do you know why?"

Li Xuekun frowned tightly.

When Wei Jiang talked to him at such a close distance, Li Xuekun was so nervous that his whole body became stiff, and his hands and feet seemed to be numb.

He shook his head.

"This...I really don't know."

Wei Jiang sat up straight again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled coldly:
"I took in a closed disciple named Wang Yu. His hometown is your Jiangzhou. This time I went back to my hometown to visit relatives. I didn't expect to be cheated by that kid Zhou Chen and accepted my apprentice as an apprentice. It shouldn't be said that I The apprentice took the initiative to worship him as his master..."

It's really embarrassing to say this kind of thing.

It felt like I was slapping myself, telling a self-deprecating joke.

However, even today, Wei Jiang can't take care of that much anymore.

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

Li Xuekun suddenly showed an unbelievable expression.

He cautiously asked: "Master Wei's closed-door disciple actually worships someone else as his teacher again. This... this disciple must be too disrespectful to you, right?"

"Let's not talk about respect or disrespect. It's the fault of that boy Zhou Chen for playing a good trick of the rivers and lakes. He tricked my good apprentice into a dizzy head. That's why I worship him as my teacher!"

Wei Jiang's gaze was still on Li Xuekun, which made Li Xuekun feel very cramped.

The more Li Xuekun thought about this matter, the more he couldn't figure it out, and the more he thought about it, the more strange he felt.

He asked again suspiciously:

"What exactly do you mean by charlatanism?"

In fact, to this day.

Although he had seen Zhou Chen's three-six-six-way pricking technique, Wei Jiang was still a little uncertain.

Is it a trick of the rivers and lakes?

Or does Zhou Chen really have a unique set of acupuncture and moxibustion?
As time passed, Wei Jiang began to recall Zhou Chen's three-six-six acupoint acupuncture technique.

The acupuncture technique that flows smoothly and in one go.

That faint, seemingly perceivable energy breath lingering at the tail of the needle.

After piercing the acupoint, an unknown force controls the needle that trembles suddenly.

Scene after scene seemed to reappear in front of my eyes.

Wei Jiang gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes revealing determination.

He tried to tell himself over and over again in his heart:

All of this is a trick played by Zhou Chen.

It's all a scam.

It's all an illusion.

(End of this chapter)