Zeng Minqiang is exactly the name of this old man, and he is also the shopkeeper of Tianhua Building.

I saw Liao Honglan opening the seal of a small jar, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out from it, making the greedy Liao Jiachang drool.

"Old Zeng, you still have the nerve to accuse me. If it weren't for this little miracle doctor, you wouldn't be able to take out the daughter's red that you have treasured for decades. It seems that I am in luck today." Liao Jiachang smiled happily.

Ordinary people are not worthy of Zeng Minqiang offering such good things. Even Liao Jiachang has not drunk it a few times.

It can be said that this time he took advantage of Wang Ye.

Zeng Minqiang looked at him with contempt and said angrily: "Drink less. This jar of wine is prepared for Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang, come and try it?"

Wang Ye did not refuse. The aroma of the wine made him unable to resist and wanted to taste it.

Liao Honglan wanted to help Wang Ye pour wine, but Zhong Zihui snatched the jar away. The wine was poured into the cup. The color was slightly dull and looked a bit like...

Watered down Coke!

Wang Ye took a sip. The taste was mellow but not intoxicating. It was also accompanied by a light aroma.

"It tastes good." Wang Ye nodded.

Liao Jiachang took a sip, and his whole body was in the aftertaste, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

As for Zeng Minqiang, who seemed to have drunk too much, his expression was not so exaggerated: "If I can get Mr. Wang's praise, this jar of wine will not be lost. Just now I heard Chef Gong say that Mr. Wang can grow vegetables better than those of my Tianhua Building."

Higher quality vegetables, I wonder when I can go to Mr. Wang’s planting base to have a look?”

When it came to business, Liao Jiachang suddenly woke up. He was worried that Wang Ye was too young and would be fooled by this old friend, so he said first: "Old Zeng, the little miracle doctor is my old friend. You can't fool me on the price."

He, otherwise don't blame me for not giving you face."

"What, year-end friend? No, what did you call him, little miracle doctor?" Zeng Minqiang was stunned for a moment.

He knew very well how arrogant his old friend was, and he was actually willing to be friends with someone so young?

What puzzled him the most was that, even though they had known each other for years, he still called this young man...little miracle doctor?

The title "miracle doctor" is not something you can call casually. It must have amazing achievements in medical skills. But even so, not many top doctors dare to call themselves miracle doctors.

Liao Jiachang was very proud to tell what happened to him. Zeng Minqiang was stunned for a moment. He might have doubts when others said this, but when Liao Jiachang said this, he believed it 100%.

Liao Jiachang was in a coma due to coronary heart disease and was about to die. Wang Ye actually revived him on the spot?

At this level, is he not a miracle doctor or what?

Thinking of this, Zeng Minqiang stood up and said respectfully to Wang Ye: "Little miraculous doctor, I also have something wrong with me. I wonder if the little miraculous doctor can help me look at it? Don't worry, I will definitely pay for the consultation. If you want,

Otherwise, when purchasing vegetables, I will increase the price by 30% from the original price. What do you think?"

This price is quite astonishing. The price of vegetables in Tianhualou itself is very high. If you add another 30%, these vegetables will become sky-high prices!

At this time, Liao Jiachang was silent. The conditions imposed by Zeng Min were really too good.

Wang Ye was a little confused. It was developing so fast that he was overwhelmed.

"Xiaoye, just do it according to your own ideas." Zhong Zihui said softly, her eyes full of encouragement.

Wang Ye nodded slightly, then looked at Zeng Minqiang: "Shopkeeper Zeng, I agree to your conditions."

Zeng Minqiang was overjoyed that at his age, health is the most important thing and he doesn't care about money or anything like that.

Wang Ye threw a detection technique directly and saw Zeng Minqiang's situation.

Name: Zeng Minqiang

Age:72

Physical condition: Cerebral infarction

Recommendation: The healing technique covers silver needles and uses acupuncture, once a month for half a year.

In fact, Zeng Minqiang also had his own little thoughts. Since Wang Ye was a miracle doctor, Wang Ye could see it even if he didn't say it himself.

Of course Wang Ye understood what Zeng Minqiang meant. He asked him to treat the disease but said nothing. This was a test for him.

Since it was an act, it was natural to perform a complete performance. Wang Ye asked him to sit down and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

He didn't know how to feel the pulse at all. In fact, he was just pretending. What really worked was the probing technique.

"Shopkeeper Zeng, if I read it correctly, your problem appears in your head, it should be cerebral infarction, right?" Wang Ye put down his hand and said.

Zeng Minqiang's eyes widened in surprise. He didn't say a word, but Wang Ye knew what kind of disease he had. It was amazing!

Now, he finally believed that Wang Ye was a miracle doctor. After all, seeing is believing and hearing is false.

He didn't think it was Liao Jiachang who told him. Not many people knew about the cerebral infarction.

"The little miracle doctor is really amazing. I did have a cerebral infarction." Zeng Minqiang nodded and said.

"Old Zeng, you never told me when you had a cerebral infarction."

"What's the use of telling you, you're not a doctor?"

The two started fighting again, which was actually a sign of their good relationship.

"Little miracle doctor, can my cerebral infarction be cured?"

Zeng Minqiang has been to many doctors for a long time, even the top doctors in the world. However, there is no way to cure cerebral infarction, and he can only control it by taking medicine continuously.

Wang Ye said lightly: "If it can be cured, it can be cured."

Zeng Minqiang was so happy that his whole body was trembling. He never dreamed that the cerebral infarction that had been giving him endless headaches could actually be cured.

Liao Jiachang sighed inwardly that the little miracle doctor really opened his eyes again and he could even cure cerebral infarction.

"Little miracle doctor, do I need to prepare anything?"

"You don't need to prepare anything, just find a place to lie down."

Zeng Minqiang didn't say anything and just lay down on the ground, not caring that his clothes would get dirty.

"Old Zeng, you have a strong desire to survive." Liao Jiachang joked.

"Nonsense, I promise you will be the same." Zeng Minqiang countered.

Wang Ye didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two. After squatting down, he directly took out the silver needle, wrapped it in a healing technique, and slowly pierced Zeng Minqiang's head.

Zeng Minqiang was a little scared when he saw the silver needle, but he found that when the silver needle pierced his head, not only did it not hurt, but he felt very comfortable.

Wang Ye took five injections and then stopped. There was sweat on his forehead.

Acupuncture is nothing, it has become his instinct. The problem is to let the healing power cover the surface of the silver needle without escaping, which is a bit difficult.

After a few minutes, Wang Ye took back the silver needle and said: "I have temporarily treated you with acupuncture, but your cerebral infarction is quite serious. If you want to completely cure it, you will need five more times. From now on, you will need acupuncture."

Come to me once a month and I will help you with acupuncture."
Chapter completed!