The call came from Wu Renbao, the director of Renhe Hospital.
Wu Renbao's tone was a little anxious. It turned out that a distinguished guest had a strange disease. All the experts in Renhe Hospital had diagnosed it, but they couldn't find the cause. Then he remembered that Wang Dachun, the medical sage, was the honorary president of their hospital.
Wang Dachun yawned, "That's it. I'm at Wang's house in Kyoto. I'll go over and have a look later."
Wu Renbao slapped his thigh, overjoyed, "What! You're in Kyoto? That's great, I'll send someone to pick you up right away."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Dachun sat up from the bed and said speechlessly: "I am so tired that I can't sleep even if I want to." However, it was not enough for him not to go to Renhe Hospital. After all, he holds so many shares every year. Dividends.
"Huh." Murong Jing glared at Wang Dachun, blushed, and ran away quickly.
"Junior sister, you are growing very well!" Wang Dachun shouted towards Murong Jing's back.
Murong Jing's foot slipped and she almost fell down. This guy really didn't know how to open a pot. Now that all his secrets have been discovered by him, how will he see anyone in the future?
After a simple wash and breakfast, Wang Dachun applied some oil, combed his hair, put on a suit and a windbreaker, and snapped his fingers to Yun Zhu and Murong Jing, "Let's go, escort, bet." God fights again."
"Bah! Nothing formal."
At this moment, Wu Renbao drove himself to pick up Wang Dachun.
"Hey, Dean Wu, why did you come to pick me up in person? Why don't you just send someone to come?"
"How can that be done? You are now a famous medical sage. It's unreasonable for me not to come to pick you up!" As he said that, he opened the car door himself and welcomed Wang Dachun.
"Miss Yunzhu, please invite me too. Who is this lady?"
"This is my junior sister Murong Jing."
"Hey, Miss Murong is from Murong Villa?"
Wang Dachun nodded, "Exactly."
Several people got in the car and went straight to Renhe Hospital.
"What kind of patient is this? Can you tell me the details now?" Wang Dachun got into the car, smoothed his hair and asked.
Wu Renbao nodded and began to talk. It turned out that this patient was from an international organization. This time the international organization came to China to inspect traditional Chinese medicine. If it can be recognized by them, it will be included in the world's intangible culture. The heritage list will also be promoted around the world.
However, what was very unsatisfactory was that the leader of the joint team, Jack Radin, had an inexplicable illness during the two days of inspection. He was transferred to several hospitals but no results were found, so the people from the international joint organization I asked to transfer Jack to Renhe, probably just to see if Chinese medicine is as miraculous as the legend says. If it is really effective, then the application for UNESCO World Heritage will definitely be passed smoothly. If Renhe cannot cure Jack's strange disease this time, this time I'm afraid it would be dangerous to apply for World Heritage.
However, what embarrasses Wu Renbao and others is that even though Renhe brought together all the experts, they still failed to find out the cause of Jack's illness, which was a bit embarrassing.
A death order was also given from above. Mayor Zhang personally took charge and demanded that the cause of Jack's illness must be found out and cured by all means. Only then did Wu Renbao Alexander have to invite Wang Dachun to come out.
As they talked, they arrived at Renhe Hospital.
"Dean Wang is here, now it's better."
"That's right, Dean Wang is a medical saint. If even he can't cure Jack's disease, then Jack will have to wait for death."
As soon as Wang Dachun got out of the car, many people gathered around him. Now that Wang Dachun had become a medical sage, he had absolute authority, and no one with a blind eye would come to trouble him anymore.
Wang Dachun clasped his fists at everyone and said with a smile: "You're welcome, I'm not a god, so please don't flatter me."
"Why are you flattering me? We all tell the truth. If you think you are second in medical skills, no one will dare to think you are number one."
"That's right. You are the only medical saint in today's society. All of us feel really proud."
Everyone looked at Wang Dachun with admiration. They were convinced of him now!
At this time, a group of people walked over quickly, and the leader was Mayor Zhang Jie.
Before anyone arrived, Zhang Jie's hearty voice came over, "Dean Wang, Medical Sage Wang, I've been waiting for you. It's up to you whether you can cure that Jack!"
Wang Dachun also smiled heartily and said: "Mayor Zhang, long time no see, you are still as charming as ever!"
"What's my style? I've been so anxious these past two days. I can't eat well and sleep well. I didn't want to trouble you, but..." After Zhang Jie finished speaking, he glanced at Wu Renbao and others and sighed.
Wu Renbao and others were too ashamed to look into Zhang Jie's eyes.
Wang Dachun waved his hand, "I won't say any more polite words, let's go and take a look!"
"Mayor Zhang, is this the person you are looking for? He is too young!" At this moment, a balding middle-aged man next to Zhang Jie spoke. He didn't quite believe it. Dean Wang is too young!
Zhang Jie looked back and said with a smile: "Deputy Mayor Zhao, you don't know this. Although Dean Wang is young, he has medical skills passed down from his ancestors. Otherwise, how can he be canonized?"
"I wonder if Dean Wang can show us something?" Zhao Changgang still doesn't believe it. Wang Dachun's age is a flaw. He is in his early twenties. It's no wonder that Zhao Changgang doesn't trust him.
"Oh? I wonder how Vice Mayor Zhao wants me to show off my skills?" Wang Dachun was not angry, and he would not offend a deputy mayor rashly. The deputy mayor of Kyoto City is equivalent to the deputy governor of other provinces. .
Zhao Changgang smiled and said: "This is simple. I am getting old and have a lot of problems. If Dean Wang can see one or two things, I will be convinced."
Zhang Jie smiled bitterly and said: "Old Zhao, why are you doing this? Dean Wang still has to do business!"
Zhao Changgang smiled and said: "Mayor Zhang, since I have this opportunity today, I will ask the medical saint to look at me. If I can cure one or two diseases, wouldn't it save me peace of mind?"
Zhang Jie was a little displeased that this guy didn't give him, the real mayor, face. Although Zhao Changgang was a deputy, there were people above him, so he was not afraid of Zhang Jie.
Wang Dachun smiled and said: "In that case, I will show my shame. If I am not sure, I will ask Vice Mayor Zhao Haihan."
Zhao Changgang said: "Let's go, there is a table inside, you can go there and take your pulse."
Wang Dachun waved his hand and said proudly: "Just watch here. Vice Mayor Zhao doesn't know yet. I basically don't need to feel the pulse when seeing a doctor. I will only feel the pulse for extremely rare and complicated diseases."
