Medical Master

Albert.

Journalist from the UK.

In the UK, he is just a small reporter, and he has never achieved any success. He is also very decent in his daily life. It is for this reason that the task of tracking and reporting on the World Medical Exchange Conference falls on him. Body.

Because, for reporters with a little bit of success, this kind of medical exchange conference is originally lengthy, and there is no bland news with any breaking point. Even if the press release is issued, it will not attract much attention. As a result, the well-known journalists are not willing to do this thankless thing.

Albert has undoubtedly become the first choice.

originally.

Albert also knew that this follow-up report didn't have any hot spots. It was all about traveling with public money, but he didn't expect that after he came, he came across Fangqiu because of a blessing in disguise!

This time, he had decided to stare at Fangqiu, because this was his only chance to transfer!

Hotel Lobby.

Albert was sitting on the sofa, holding a page that he didn't know what advertisements in his hands, and glanced at the elevators and stairs from time to time.

He is already here and has been waiting for half an hour.

Just when he himself was a little embarrassed to continue to stay.

"Pattern..."

There was a sudden sound of footsteps.

Take a look around.

The person who appeared at the top of the stairs was the Fang Qiu he had been waiting for!

Seeing Fang Qiu, Albert's eyes suddenly lit up.

it's him!

A pair of eyes stared at Fang Qiu immediately.

And here.

Led by Zhang Zhiming, Fang Qiu came all the way to the hotel lobby, in front of a sofa set against the wall on the left.

at this time.

A fat man in a suit was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper without even looking up at Fang Qiu.

Beside him, there is a supervisor.

"it's him."

Signaling Fang Qiu to sit down on the sofa, Zhang Zhiming pointed at the fat man, and Fang Qiu said, "This is Mr. Feynman recommended by the Director General."

"Mr. Feynman?"

Fang Qiu smiled and shouted.

"Yep?"

The fat man named Feynman pursed his mouth, put down the newspaper in his hand, turned his head and looked at Fang Qiu arrogantly, and said, "You are Fang Qiu from China?"

"Correct."

Fang Qiu nodded.

"Are you still a kid?"

Not only arrogance, Feynman also looked suspicious on Fang Qiu's face, and said while looking up and down: "Can it be cured by you?"

"If it's not cured, can I come?"

Fang Qiu answered indifferently.

"it is good."

Seeing Fangqiu's expression indifferent, Feynman only believed a little bit, and directly asked, "Where to go for treatment?"

"It's all right here."

Fang Qiu opened his mouth and said.

"what?"

Feynman looked dumbfounded when he heard it!

Aside, the supervisor and Zhang Zhiming were also dumbfounded.

This is not a hospital, but a hotel lobby!

Heal here?

How can this be cured?

"Are you sure, right here?"

Feynman asked.

"I confirm."

Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.

"I advise you, you better not fool me."

Feynman frowned and looked unhappy.

"If you don't believe me, you can leave at any time."

Fang Qiu replied.

As a human being, sometimes it doesn't matter if you lower your head, but when you should raise your head, and when you should show your spine, you have to show your spine, especially when facing such a low-minded and arrogant person.

"I have come, you let me go again?"

Feynman curled his lips.

"Since they are all here, why are they still questioning me again and again? If they are going to question me again and again, why are they coming, why are they still staying?"

Fang Qiu questioned and went back.

Feynman was startled and said, "That's because..."

"To cure or not to cure?"

Fang Qiu was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and asked directly.

"I... cure!"

Feynman sighed and wanted to say something more, but when Fang Qiu's face was determined, he could only shut up and nod quickly.

"Sit down."

Fang Qiu didn't hesitate, walked over, let him sit up straight, and then patted with both hands, and then patted the position of the other's islets.

A move of internal energy!

Under Fang Qiu's control, he poured directly into his body to activate the energy in his pancreatic islets!

...

Hotel lobby, right.

When Fang Qiu went downstairs, Albert kept staring at Fang Qiu, and when he saw Fang Qiu walk up to Feynman and talked with Feynman, he quietly began to take pictures.

no doubt.

Albert's small movements could never escape Fang Qiu's eyes, but Fang Qiu didn't pay attention to it.

Because of what I heard from Zhang Zhiming before.

Since it's a sneak shot, it will definitely be sent out, and what Fang Qiu is doing now is a real proof of the great deeds of Huaxia TCM. This kind of thing is naturally better to be publicized, and at least it can help Huaxia TCM improve some status!

Filmed by Albert.

Fang Qiu quickly completed the treatment.

The treatment is complete.

Fang Qiu clapped his hands gently, and said, "Okay."

Finished.

Turn around and leave directly.

He really didn't want to see Feynman's face again.

If it is not necessary, he will not help Feynman at all.

"Is that all right?"

Seeing the prison guard who turned and left, Feynman was silly.

"This this……"

Zhang Zhiming was also embarrassed. He looked at Feynman, then at Fang Qiu, then quickly stood up, chased Fang Qiu, and asked, "Really better?"

"of course."

Fangqiu nodded naturally, and said, "If you don't believe it, you can let them investigate."

"But, it's only a few minutes."

Zhang Zhiming still couldn't believe it.

"Is it alright? You can find out if you check it out. Get out of the way quickly and don't stand in the way of being a master!"

Fang Qiu said.

then.

Under Zhang Zhiming's inexplicable gaze, he went upstairs without looking back.

indeed.

To treat diabetes, just activate the islets. Originally, this diabetes is the problem of the islets. Otherwise, why do you take so much insulin?

Just stand and watch.

After waiting for Fangqiu to go upstairs, Zhang Zhiming turned and walked back with an awkward look, and said to Feynman, "Mr. Feynman, you, you can check the whole district."

"what?"

Feynman is angry!

Zhang Zhiming stared at Zhang Zhiming with a fierce look, and said, "Are you entertaining me?"

"Of course not, of course not."

Zhang Zhiming is bitter.

He also didn't expect that Fangqiu would cure diabetes so quickly!

"Humph!"

Feynman snorted and said: "You are not entertaining me, you are playing with the Director General, you are waiting for me, I will check, and I must report to the Director General after the inspection!"

After speaking, he got up and left with an angry face.

The supervisor who never said a word from the beginning to the end also got up and left with him.

"This……"

Zhang Zhiming looked bitter.

Looking at Feynman, who was leaving in anger, he could only turn around in desperation and chased after Fangqiu who had already gone upstairs.

And here.

Albert, who had been taking pictures, rolled his eyes and quickly followed Feynman, who left in anger.

Although he still didn’t know what happened after taking a sneak shot for a long time, the situation in front of him made him feel that this incident is not that simple. No, the only thing I can follow is this fat man named Feynman!

quickly.

After Feynman walked out of the hotel.

Albert quickly got in a taxi parked in front of the hotel and asked the driver to follow Feynman's car and drove away all the way.

It took about five or six minutes to leave.

Two cars, one after another, stopped in front of a private hospital.

Feynman got out of the car and walked into the hospital.

Albert also quietly followed.

turn out.

This Feynman was here for a diabetes check.

It’s getting dark even for a diabetes check. Most people definitely don’t. In other words, Feynman came to do this check because he might have some contact with Fang Qiu.

Albert disguised as an ordinary patient and sat in the waiting area on one side, staring at Feynman secretly.

quickly.

Feynman's inspection results came out.

Because of curiosity in his heart, Albert deliberately leaned forward.

"Mr. Feynman, your test result is that blood sugar is significantly lower than the level of diabetes. This is your test report."

The doctor submitted the results of the examination to Feynman.

"what?"

Feynman thought he had heard it wrong, and quickly asked: "Are you sure, my blood sugar has dropped?"

"Yes."

The doctor smiled very surely and nodded.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Feynman said in surprise: "He obviously didn't do anything, so he just patted me. It only took a few minutes. How could it be all right?"

"No, it must be because I haven't eaten anything."

"I'm going to eat."

"Yes, I want to check after eating!"

Speaking of which.

Feynman slid the inspection report into his pocket and quickly walked out of the hospital. In a restaurant near the hospital, he ate a big hamburger and drank a large drink.

After eating, I took a short break and immediately returned to the hospital for a new examination.

result.

The inspection is complete.

The conclusion is that although the blood sugar has increased, the blood sugar after the increase is also the normal blood sugar level after meals, and there is no tendency for diabetes at all!

This time.

Feynman was completely surprised!

But he still can't believe it. After all, he is a patient with stage 3 diabetes. If diabetes is really so easy to cure, how could there be so many diabetics in this world?

To be sure again.

Feynman immediately went for a pancreas-gland examination.

It turns out that the pancreas-gland is really good, he is normal!

"Okay, I'm really good!"

After the confirmation of the three, Feynman finally couldn't help it anymore. He hugged the supervisor who had been following him in surprise. He couldn't help crying loudly, crying and said: "I am finally well, I finally You can eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want, and the Chinese delicacies I have admired for a long time, here I am!"

Chinese cuisine.

In the international arena are extremely famous.

Feynman's dream is to one day be able to eat Chinese delicacies, but because of diabetes, he has not been able to eat it.

Now, he finally has this opportunity!

The supervisor was also dumbfounded.

That's it?

Feynman’s diabetes is really cured?

Shock!

Very shocked!

"Chinese medicine is amazing!"

With an exclamation in his heart, the supervisor hurriedly took the inspection result, took Feynman with him, and rushed to see the director general, praying all the way, hoping that the director general has not slept yet.