Medical Master Chapter 339: Chinese medicine is amazing!

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Albert.

Journalists from the UK.

In the United Kingdom, 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 is Fell on him.

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 points. Even if the press release is issued, it will not attract much attention. , Which has caused the famous reporters to be unwilling to do this thankless thing.

Albert, undoubtedly became 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 would come across Fangqiu because of a blessing in disguise!

This time, he has decided to stare at Fangqiu, because this is 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, waiting for half an hour.

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

"Pattern..."

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

Turn around.

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

When he saw Fangqiu, Albert's eyes 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 an overseer.

"It's him."

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

"Mr. Feynman?"

Fang Qiu smiled and shouted.

"Huh?"

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

"Yes."

Fang Qiu nodded.

"Are you still a kid?"

Not only arrogance, Feynman also looked suspicious on Fang Qiu, and said while looking up and down: "It's possible to cure it with you?"

"If it is not cured, can I come?"

Fang Qiu answered calmly.

"Good."

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

"You can do it here."

Fang Qiu opened his mouth.

"Huh?"

When Feynman heard it, his face was dumbfounded!

On the side, the supervisor and Zhang Zhiming are 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'm sure."

Fang Qiu nodded affirmatively.

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

Feynman frowned, looking upset.

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

Fang Qiu replied.

Being a human being, sometimes it’s okay to lower your head, but when you should look up, and when you should show your spine, you have to show your spine, especially when facing such arrogant and arrogant people who look down on dogs.

"I've 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 staying?"

Fangqiu questioned and went back.

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

"To cure or not to cure?"

Fangqiu didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore and asked directly.

"I... treat!"

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

"Sit down."

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

There is a movement of energy inside!

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

……

Hotel lobby, right.

When Fang Qiu came 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 can never escape Fang Qiu's eyes, but Fang Qiu didn't pay attention.

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 testament to the great deeds of Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine. This kind of thing is naturally better to publicize, and at least it can help Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine improve its status. !

Under the filming of Albert.

Fang Qiu completed the treatment very quickly.

The treatment is complete.

Fangqiu clapped his hands gently and said, "Okay."

End.

Turn around and leave.

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

He wouldn't help Feynman at all if it was not necessary.

"Is this all right?"

Feynman was silly looking at the prison guard who turned and left.

"This, this..."

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

"Of course."

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

"But, this is only a few minutes."

Zhang Zhiming still can't believe it.

"Is it alright? I'll know if I check it out. Get out of the way and don't block me from acting like a master!"

Fang Qiu said.

Then.

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

Indeed.

Treatment of diabetes only needs to activate the pancreatic islets. Originally, this diabetes is the problem of pancreatic 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 do an inspection of the whole district."

"What?"

Feynman is angry!

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

"Huh!"

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 after the inspection!"

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

The overseer who hadn't said a word from beginning to end also got up and left with him.

"This..."

Zhang Zhiming has a bitter face.

Looking at Feynman, who was leaving in anger, he could only turn around in desperation and chased 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, but the situation before him made him feel that this incident was not that simple. It might be news. Because he couldn’t go upstairs, Fang Qiu He can't follow, the only thing he can follow is this fat man named Feynman!

Soon.

Following Feynman 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.

About five or six minutes after leaving.

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

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

Albert also quietly followed.

It turns out.

This Feynman is here for a diabetes check.

When it’s dark, I still come for a diabetes check. Most people definitely don’t. In other words, Feynman came to do this check because I’m afraid there is some connection with Fang Qiu.

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

Soon.

The result of Feynman's inspection is out.

Because of his curiosity, Albert deliberately leaned forward.

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

The doctor submits 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?"

"That's right."

The doctor smiled very surely and nodded.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Feynman said in surprise: "He obviously didn't do anything, so he just took a picture of 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 stuffed the inspection report into his pocket, then quickly walked out of the hospital, and ate a big hamburger in a restaurant near the hospital 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 so easy to cure, how could there be so many diabetic people in this world?

To confirm again.

Feynman immediately went for a pancreas-gland examination.

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

"Okay, I'm really good!"

After the confirmation of the three, Feynman finally couldn't restrain it anymore, and hugged the supervisor who had been following him in surprise, couldn't help crying loudly, crying and said: "I'm finally well , I can finally eat what I want to eat, drink what I want to drink, and the Chinese food that I have admired for a long time, I am coming!"

Chinese cuisine.

They are very famous internationally~IndoMTL.com~Feynman’s dream is to one day be able to eat a good and refreshing meal of Chinese food, but because of diabetes, he has not been able to eat it.

Now, he finally has this opportunity!

The supervisor is also dumbfounded.

Is that all right?

Is Feynman's diabetes really cured?

Shocked!

Extremely shocked!

"Huaxia 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.

(End of this chapter)

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