"Come on, try this crucian carp soup first! It's wild, my friend fished from wild thirty miles away in the morning..." Chen Feng invited me diligently.

After being tired for more than an hour, Han Xiangyang stayed in the outpatient clinic for supper at the warm invitation of Chen Feng and his wife.

The dishes are not quite rich, they are all authentic local dishes.

A dish of tofu and tomato stewed crucian carp soup, a dish of celery stir-fried beef, a dish of green pepper stir-fried meat, a dish of cabbage, and a dish of cold lettuce.

Han Xiangyang smelled the scent of crucian carp soup and looked at the milky white soup. He couldn't help but move his index finger. He spooned two spoons in a small bowl with a spoon, whipped it gently, and took a sip.

"Yeah! It tastes great!" Han Xiangyang gave a thumbs up.

"If Dr. Han likes it, he will come to eat often in the future. My old man is bored and has no friends. It is rare to be a young friend like you. Try this beef. It is fresh yellow beef, and it tastes bad if it is cold."

The person who spoke was Chen Feng's wife, surnamed Wu, a housewife, who was at home to take care of her husband and children, and was given injections to the patient. She was considered a nurse in the family clinic.

"Thank you sister-in-law! I'll do it myself..." Han Xiangyang picked up the bowl and took the beef that Sister-in-law Wu picked up. He asked inadvertently, "Brother Chen! Sister-in-law, I saw that the walls of the clinic were full of banners, but the main business of the clinic was to infusion?"

"Haha!" Chen Feng smiled, shrugged and drank a sip of wine.

"Doctor Han doesn't know that those banners are given to Chen Feng's father by patients. Chen Feng didn't learn half of his father's cost, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed here for more than ten years..."

When Chen Feng heard his wife's words, he was displeased, "What's the point of burying people? This is different from the past. People used to recognize doctors but not hospitals, and people now recognize hospitals but not doctors..."

Mrs. Wu pouted, "I knew that the outpatient registration of university professors in Tongji Hexi was in short supply, so I didn't recognize doctors?"

"If you know what the irrigation effect is, just talk about our acupuncture. In the past, the neighbors around us recognized our father, but even dozens or hundreds of miles away, there were patients coming here. Yes, our father has excellent medical skills and countless doctors, but even if he lives until now, he can't compete for the provincial and municipal tertiary hospitals."

Chen Feng complained: "Why, because our father's patients are all old people of his era, and they are willing to believe him. Back then, even if experts from higher-level hospitals came to our city hospital for treatment, some patients were unwilling to choose experts to see them, and only recognized our father. But in this group, the old ones died of old age and the sick ones died of illness. The next generation, people who believe in large hospitals, believe in Western medicine, and have a small injury, come to the clinic to hang water and apply some medicine to eliminate inflammation, which is convenient. Even if the disease is slightly worse, they all choose to go to large hospitals. Those who are capable will not even look down on the city hospital..."

Sister Wu was dissatisfied: "Anyway, you are not as good as your father. If you had 70% of your father's medical skills, our clinic would not have become an infusion clinic. I'll give injections to some little kids and old ladies every day. I'll see, your golden needles are almost moldy..."

Chen Feng put down his chopsticks and his face turned slightly red, "I admit that I can't compare to our father. Traditional Chinese medicine is a talent-oriented thing. However, I dare say that I have mastered the nine-acupuncture of our Chen family. What I lack cannot be just the clinical experience of our father."

Sister Wu hummed softly, and in front of outsiders, she had to give her husband some face.

"Okay, just say the Chen family's peach blossom nine needles. When did I make any mistakes? It's not an exaggeration to say that the acupuncture will cure the disease. There are also our family's Huiyang Nine needles and the fire-induced reincarnation needles. I think I am not worse than anyone else..."

Sister Wu still couldn't help it, "But who is willing to give you an injection from the neighbors around you? How many times have you shouted? Li Ni's back pain is so painful that she can't move, so she still has to go to the city hospital..."

"Have the city hospital looked for her? How many physical therapy sessions will be effective?"

Mrs. Wu said happily: "The Qiandajin Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic on the Qianyou Street in the Mansion is so popular! The money earned, and they bought five storefronts in the provincial capital..."

"Don't mention that the old scammer, a fake Chinese medicine doctor, is cheating everywhere, and is impersonating generations of descendants of the traditional Chinese medicine family on radio and television. The famous old Chinese medicine doctor's secret recipe passed down by the ancestors... It's such a person who ruined the signature of our Chinese medicine..."

"I counted the money and my hands were cramped!" Sister Wu said suddenly.

Chen Feng was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Han Xiangyang suddenly pointed to the door: "The patient is here."

Chen Feng put down his chopsticks with a stern face and left the table to meet him.

"Uncle Guo! Are you feeling uncomfortable there today?"

"Old problem, knee pain, Xiao Chen, give me an injection."

Chen Feng looked back proudly at his wife, "Look! Oh! Look!"

Sister Wu murmured in a low voice, "Look at your pride, except for a few old men and women, who would like to pay attention to your needle?"

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After dinner, Han Xiangyang had no intention of leaving.

Sitting and chatting with Chen Feng.

Chen Feng had just finished the injection and was in good spirits. He frequently boasted about the Chen family's Huiyang Nine Injections. Whether it is lumbar protrusion, waist and leg pain, lumbar muscle strain, kidney deficiency and low back pain, 3-5 cures!

Like Mr. Guo’s old knee pain can be quickly resolved with just one injection, and the pain disappears on the spot! It will not recur for three months!

Finally, I said with regret that I was lazy back then, and the old man did not learn the essence of the "Eight Instruments of Taoism" and still dared not apply it.

When Chen Feng applied the needle for Mr. Guo, Han Xiangyang was watching silently. He learned at most a little bit of superficiality in college. His theoretical knowledge was not bad, but his practical experience was very lacking.

He only knows that acupuncture emphasizes the combination of treatment, method, formula, acupoint and technique. Each link requires unique understanding and experience. Applying needles on muscles and applying needles on human acupoint models are completely different concepts.

"Doctor Han! Are you here tomorrow?" Chen Feng suddenly asked.

"Come on, I should be here for two more days." Han Xiangyang silently calculated the number of patients who pressed the push.

"Or why don't you just come to our clinic to work part-time?" Chen Fengrao said interested: "You just use this eight half-lock pushing technique to be in my clinic for two years, and you will be able to earn a suite in Hanyang."

"A suite..." Han Xiangyang shook his head, "I haven't got the medical certificate yet..."

"Haha! You still need medical certificates to prove your skills? My eyesight is not bad. I have never seen anyone who is more skilled than you based on the push and press technique alone."

Han Xiangyang smiled and shook his head, "I'm a little nervous when I was in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital... By the way, Dr. Chen, your acupuncture is just right for Li Ni and the others to have a pain in their waist and legs. Why don't you give them a few injections?"

"Hi! Nowadays, people are so charming that they are forced to get injections after being forced to get water. They are hurting their waists and legs. They would rather go to a regular hospital for physical therapy and go to a massage shop for massage, than to be pricked by needles..."

The glass door of the clinic was suddenly pushed open.

Two middle-aged women walked in, one in pajamas and one of them was holding an ice cream.

When he entered the door, he looked at Han Xiangyang with an exaggerated expression: "This handsome guy is what they call Dr. Han... It feels kind to see!"

The woman holding the ice cream in her hand grabbed the step forward, "I heard that there was a free massage today, and I had a headache... Doctor, please press and press for me..."

Before Han Xiangyang could speak, a group of people hurried into the door.

This group of people is no longer all women, but there are three men, two middle-aged people and one young man.

Chen Feng's eyebrows and eyes were slightly turned, "Who said you can have free massage? It's not free! If you have any problems, you can go home to rest. On a hot day, why are you all crowded in the clinic?"

"Didn't Li Ni say that? She said that the clinic hired a voluntary massage master..."

"Hey! Doctor Chen, you can't be thicker and thiner! We are old acquaintances, and only Li Ni and the others can do it for free. If you come to us, you will charge a fee. Can this neighbor be a good person?"

"that is……"

"Does Dr. Chen and Li Ni have..."

Chen Feng was anxious. If he continued, he would attract the "tiger" at home. He stood up and raised his hand, "Just be quiet, listen to me. Dr. Han, it's not a voluntary masseur I invited, he is my friend. I came to sit here. Today I am interested and stretched out my hand..."

"It's also a stretch once, and then a few more times!"

Chen Feng's volume increased, "Doctor Han has his own job, and he is not named Lei, so he has voluntary massage for you for no reason..."

"You still have to collect money? I said there is no such good thing in the world. Go home and go to chase my TV series..." A woman in her fifties dragged her grandson away.

Han Xiangyang saw the number of people, all of them were points! He couldn't let them go, and he smiled and said, "Where is, I don't charge, but it's not a voluntary massage. It's just for those who are really sick, treat them, and they don't receive them if they don't have illnesses... I'll make it clear first. I'm massaged without illness, and it's not good for you, and you can't stand the pain..."

Chen Feng was surprised for a while and came to his senses, "Okay! Today I met Dr. Han and you are very kind. You are blessed. Those who have problems come and sign up..."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people crowded around the table.

"I'll start, my stomach has become a little swelling these days, and my stool has become ignorant..."

"I, I, I came first, my shoulder hurts..."
Chapter completed!