rebirth perspective doctor

As the croupier checked the cards, Gu Lan was convinced of the loss.

"Okay, from now on, the Ziye Club is yours!" Gu Lan stood up and laughed, completely unable to see the feeling of depression just lost to a club.

Luo Xiaobai also had a good impression of Gu Lan, "Thank you."

"You deserve it." Taking a deep look at Luo Xiaobai, Gu Lan turned and left.

The two senior executives looked at me, and I looked at you. At the same time, they took a step forward and said to Luo Xiaobai, "Hi, boss!"

Luo Xiaobai suddenly had an illusion of success in usurping the throne, as if thousands of grass and mud horses were galloping past his heart.

"Hey, the main task of cultivating forces is completed, the reward, the achievement value will be increased by ten, and the points will be increased by [-]." The voice of the system suddenly came from Luo Xiaobai's mind.

Luo Xiaobai couldn't help but be amazed, this is done, so aren't his previous plans all for nothing?

It was a good thing anyway, Luo Xiaobai saw that the two executives were getting more and more pleasing to the eye, "Now let's do the handover."

Two hours later, Luo Xiaobai came out of Ziye Club. He was a customer when he came in, but he was already the owner of the store when he came out.

Xu Wei stupidly followed behind Luo Xiaobai, admiring him like a surging river.

On the way back to the hotel, Luo Xiaobai asked the system what the next main task was.

"Main task, rescue ten girls who have lost their feet. Reward: increase achievement value by ten, and increase points by ten thousand!"

It was this kind of high reward task again, Luo Xiaobai gritted his teeth, "Accept."

As for where to find the lost girl, I am afraid that only places like nightclubs can find them.

The so-called rescue is more difficult. It is not a cure, but it is more complicated than a cure, because it is a cure for the mind.

Some girls are willing to degenerate for various reasons, and it is not easy to get these people back on the right path, especially those whose thoughts have been assimilated.

"Luo Xiaobai, Luo Xiaobai!" Xu Wei's voice came from beside him.

Luo Xiaobai was taken aback, "You called me?"

"I've called you several times!" Xu Wei's hair was black.

"What's the matter?" Luo Xiaobai hadn't fully recovered yet.

"Get out of the car." Xu Wei opened the car door and had already reached the main entrance of the hotel.

The taxi driver in front looked at Luo Xiaobai with a strange look. He is a handsome young man, but his ears are not good.

After getting off the car, Luo Xiaobai and Xu Wei returned to the hotel.

Dinner is settled in the room by everyone.

In the early morning of the next day, they gathered for the venue of the medical seminar.

At the entrance of the venue, there was a sea of ​​people, and everyone was chatting with each other.

Luo Xiaobai and Miao Yuan also joined them. As for Xu Wei, who is a Western medicine doctor, he did not join their team of Chinese medicine practitioners.

Just as everyone was walking in, an extended Lincoln appeared at the entrance of the venue, and two bodyguards got out of the car first.Everyone was curious as to who made such a scene.

An Asian man in a suit slowly stepped out of the car, but Luo Xiaobai could tell at a glance that he was a South Korean.

This person looked about 50 years old, with a big back comb, and was escorted by two bodyguards into the venue.

"Tsk tsk, foreigners are so awesome." Obviously, Luo Xiaobai is not the only one who can see the identity of the other party.

"China is a country of etiquette, so it is natural to be polite to foreign guests." An old Chinese doctor said.

The Western medicine expert next to him disagreed, "It's a pity that some people take our politeness as weakness."

Luo Xiaobai nodded in agreement. Now many foreigners are domineering in China. It is precisely because of everyone's politeness and tolerance that these foreigners have created an illusion of superiority.

Everyone entered the venue one after another. The doctor from South Korea was sitting in the first row, and Luo Xiaobai was right behind him.After sitting down, everyone began to discuss the process of the seminar in low voices.

"These unqualified Chinese people." The Korean doctor, named Pu Jia, mocked the buzzing sound in his ears.

Although he spoke Korean, Luo Xiaobai still understood. The four years of university in the last life were not for nothing.

After work, he likes to stay at home and watch Korean dramas. He is not proficient in Korean, but the conversation is still no problem.

Luo Xiaobai's expression darkened immediately when he heard the Korean doctor belittle the Chinese people.

"What's wrong?" Miao Yuan next to him didn't understand Pu Jia's belittling of the Huaxia people.

Luo Xiaobai translated it in a low voice, and Miao Yuan's expression became ugly.

Considering that the medical seminar will start soon, Miao Yuan still advises Luo Xiaobai not to make more troubles.Even though, this is not Luo Xiaobai's business alone.

At exactly nine o'clock, the host came to the stage. He first expressed his thanks to everyone present, and then invited an expert in Western medicine to do the lecture.

Speech.

Luo Xiaobai listened very carefully. In his opinion, whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they are both doctors who cure diseases and save lives.

There are many aspects of western medicine, which are worth learning from Chinese medicine.

After the speech is over, it's time to discuss about the surgical treatment of cancer proposed by Western medicine experts.

For example, the degree of danger of biopsy, and the sequelae of inability to remove all cancer cells.

Everyone had a heated discussion, and many experts in traditional Chinese medicine put forward their own views.

Next, there was a speech by an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. His topic was the benefits of acupuncture and moxibustion.

After the speech, some medical experts raised their doubts. First of all, they doubted the acupoints pierced by golden needles, and the acupuncture process of some fatal acupoints may lead to danger.

The people who doubt the acupuncture points of golden needles most are people in western medicine. They have seen golden needles before, not to mention piercing the human body, even a slightly thicker cloth can't penetrate.

"Foolishness!"

The Korean doctor Pu Jia sitting in the first row suddenly spoke, this time he spoke Huaxia.

"I don't know what opinion this doctor has?" asked the old Chinese doctor on the stage.

"The golden acupuncture points you discussed are nonsense. You people like to talk about history. You know, even in the classics of Korean medicine, there is no record of golden acupuncture points. The second is the death point. In my opinion, there is no fatal point in the human body, but it is just an excuse for mistakes in the acupuncture process."

Everyone was silent for a moment when they heard the words. Western medicine doesn't know much about these things, while Chinese medicine practitioners are analyzing the words of Korean medicine.

"I can't see it all!"

Just when everyone was thinking about how to debate, a crisp voice suddenly sounded.

Luo Xiaobai got up slowly, "Let me first talk about the acupoints pierced by golden needles. It may be related to cultural inheritance. China is a vast country with countless capable people. Even elementary school students know that Hua Tuo in the Three Kingdoms period, the golden needles in his hands The thorn point is definitely not a rumor."

"Little friend, you must pay attention to evidence when you speak, and you can't spread rumors just because of a story in Huaxia." Park Jia was a little aggressive.

Luo Xiaobai smiled lightly, "How dare I talk nonsense here for such a serious and serious medical seminar. To tell you the truth, my brother Miao Yuan will use golden needles to prick acupoints."

With that said, Luo Xiaobai pulled up Miao Yuan who was beside him.

Seeing everyone's attention focused on him, Miao Yuan can be regarded as having experienced what it means to drive a donkey to a mill.

"Isn't this the eldest son of Professor Miao?" Someone recognized Miao Yuan with sharp eyes.

As for coming from the imperial capital, several Chinese medicine experts who accompanied him knew this. Although the imperial capital is big, the circle of Chinese medicine is not big. "It's not a rumor that the acupuncture point of the golden needle is inserted, but I'm just getting started." Miao Yuan still stood up, since the junior brother didn't want to expose himself, he, the senior brother, had no choice but to bite the bullet.

"Are you kidding, how old are you, can you use golden needles to prick acupuncture points?" Pu Jia obviously didn't believe it.

"Ahem, now that we've reached this point in the discussion, why don't you ask Dr. Miao to show you the golden acupuncture points." The host on stage quickly continued.

When Miao Yuan was invited to the stage, the host smiled a little embarrassedly, "I happen to have an old problem of stomach pain, why don't you let me be the patient."

"Yes." Miao Yuan didn't mind.

After Miao Yuan took out the needle box, Pu Jia, who was sitting below, spoke again, "Can you let me check first, to know that gold is not the only color."

Miao Yuan frowned slightly, did he suspect that what he took out was not a golden needle?

The host asked Miao Yuan, "Doesn't Dr. Miao mind?"

Miao Yuan simply waved his hand, "This set of gold needles was ordered by my father when he was studying acupuncture and moxibustion. Since everyone is curious, why don't you all take a look."

As soon as this remark came out, it not only showed Miao Yuan's generosity, but also made it enjoyable for other people who wanted to get started.

"It's really a gold needle, so soft, can this thing stick into the flesh?"

"My mother, it's thinner than the hair on my legs!"

"Brother, can we change the metaphor?"

Most of the people who came to the stage to join in the fun were Chinese medicine practitioners, because Western medicine is all about playing with 304 steel.

Pu Jia also picked up a golden needle, it was undoubtedly made of gold.

After everyone read it, Miao Yuan borrowed a box of alcohol swabs from a Western medicine friend to re-sterilize the gold needles.

The host was already eager to try, "Doctor Miao, can we start?"

Miao Yuan signaled the host to stand still, "Take off your shirt."

Without hesitation, the host revealed his fat figure in a few strokes.

"It looks fat, but even fatter when you take off your clothes."

Even though several rows of seats were separated, Luo Xiaobai could still hear that these words came from Xu Wei's mouth.

The host was a little embarrassed, and laughed twice and said: "It seems that it's time to lose weight."

"This is not a small project." The atmosphere relaxed, and an old expert also joked.

Miao Yuan began to perform acupuncture. For him who has been in contact with Chinese medicine since childhood, the acupuncture can be said to be fast, precise and ruthless.

Seeing the golden needles piercing the host's back, everyone's eyes widened.

After the acupuncture and moxibustion, Miao Yuan let out a tired breath, but he is still not used to it!

A few old Chinese doctors with good deeds came to the host, checked the length of the gold needle piercing, and made admiring voices.

"It's really a golden acupuncture point!" Park Jia also came to the stage, seeing Miao Yuan's eyes glowing, "The surname Miao, in the history of our South Korea..."

"Stop!" Luo Xiaobai suddenly interrupted the Han doctor, "My senior brother is an out-and-out Chinese, born to my master, and the eighteen generations of ancestors have no history of mixed blood!"

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