After Chen Jingsheng agreed to Qin Feng's competition, he suddenly realized something was wrong and felt like he had been cheated.
Qin Feng put his hands in his pockets and smiled without saying a word. His goal had been achieved, and he turned around and left.
Chen Zining did not even look at Chen Jingsheng, but followed Qin Feng and left. In her eyes, friends like Qin Feng are more trustworthy than so-called "relatives".
The media reporters in the corridor hurriedly chased Qin Feng in the direction he left, because they could make more money only by covering news related to Qin Feng.
Chen Jingsheng froze on the spot, trembling with anger. After all, he had been involved in the field of Chinese medicine for decades, and today he was completely disgraced by a junior.
At this time, Ouyang Chong walked to Chen Jingsheng and reminded him in a low voice: "Master, we have fallen into a trap."
"Fell into a trap? Whose trap did you fall into? Disciple, tell me clearly, what do you mean by this?" Chen Jingsheng looked confused.
Ouyang Chong stared at Qin Feng's leaving figure, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said: "Master, we shouldn't agree to compete with Qin Feng, because of the treacherous plan of that kid Qin Feng!"
"Think about it, if we win, the world will think that you are deliberately bullying the newcomers and juniors because of your reputation as a master of traditional Chinese medicine. In this way, we will be pushed to the forefront by public opinion. But Qin Feng has not lost anything."
"If we lose, it will be even more troublesome! You are a highly respected senior in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. If you lose to a junior, you will definitely be ridiculed by your peers, and our hospital will become the laughing stock of the industry. Maybe you will be titled as the leader of traditional Chinese medicine. I can’t even keep it.”
Ouyang Chong's analysis was very clear and logical. After hearing this, Chen Jingsheng felt like he was enlightened, and then he slapped his thigh angrily with a look of regret on his face.
"Oh, why didn't I consider this? I didn't expect that I would be tricked by a fledgling boy!"
Chen Jingsheng was very remorseful, but what he said would be like spilling water, and it would be difficult to recover the water.
After thinking for a while, Chen Jingsheng held Ouyang Chong's shoulders and said solemnly: "Disciple, the matter is now over. We can't let that kid Qin Feng succeed in his treacherous plan. We must develop a cure for heat death before him. Special Chinese medicine for the disease, otherwise the golden name of Chen’s Traditional Chinese Medicine will be smashed into that kid’s hands!”
Ouyang Chong pretended to be well-behaved and honest, and replied honestly: "Master, I will do my best to assist master in developing special Chinese medicine."
Chen Jingsheng twirled his beard, and a satisfied smile appeared on his old face. He had always placed trust and high hopes in his eldest disciple Ouyang Chong.
In fact, Ouyang Chong is also a cunning fox, lurking beside Chen Jingsheng, wily and sinister.
So in the end, Chen Jingsheng discovered: The clown turned out to be myself.
Ouyang Chong suddenly asked: "By the way, Master, the Taiyi Golden Needle has now fallen into Qin Feng's hands. What are your plans?"
Three black lines appeared on Chen Jingsheng's forehead, and he was furious.
"Hmph, I get angry when the Taiyi Golden Needle is mentioned! It is an heirloom of our Chen family, but my silly granddaughter should give up such a precious thing to others. I am really angry!"
After complaining, Chen Jingsheng lamented again and continued helplessly: "But having said that, according to the ancestral training of our Chen family, Ning'er is my heir, and she is indeed qualified to deal with Taiyi Golden Needle, so this matter is not easy to handle. …”
The corners of Ouyang Chong's lips curved into a sneer that was not easily detectable by ordinary people, and a hint of fanaticism and strong desire flashed in his eyes.
"Master, leave this matter to my disciple. I will find a way to get the Taiyi Golden Needle back from Qin Feng, and then return it to Zhao intact and give it back to you." Ouyang Chong deliberately said in a simple tone, but in fact his ambition was very hidden. deep.
Hearing this, Chen Jingsheng was extremely happy. He patted Ouyang Chong on the shoulder and said, "Hahaha, eldest disciple, I really saw the right person. I will leave the matter of Taiyi Golden Needle to you. Also, wait until we develop the research." If you develop special Chinese medicine and promote it to disaster-stricken areas across the country, I will promote you and make you the deputy director of Chen's Medical Center!"
"Thank you Master for your trust and love."
Ouyang Chong bent down towards Chen Jingsheng, and no one could see that his feminine face turned ferocious...
Seven o'clock in the evening, Tianhai Villa No. 1.
Qin Feng's family of four were sitting around the dining table in the living room, having dinner together.
"Feng, please eat more meat. You have to develop special Chinese medicine recently, which must be very hard, and you must take care of your health." Lin Ruoxue warned Qin Feng gently while picking up vegetables and meat.
Lin Shiyun took a sip of red wine and frowned: "Great Doctor Qin, during the live broadcast on the Internet today, you claimed that you can develop a special Chinese medicine to cure febrile death in a week. Is this true? What if you If it is not developed, it may be bombarded by people all over the Internet!"
Qin Feng picked up the red wine, clinked the glasses with Lin Shiyun, drank it all, and then showed a winning smile: "Sister Shiyun, I have treated you for dysmenorrhea and other gynecological diseases before, you know my medical skills , do you still have doubts about me?"
When Lin Shiyun thought of the ambiguous scene of Qin Feng treating her dysmenorrhea, two blushes suddenly appeared on her face.
"Brother, watch TV quickly!"
Qin Luoli suddenly pointed at the TV and shouted.
The whole family's eyes were turned to the TV, which was playing news about "Fever Death".
CCTV reporter Wang Bing was wearing an isolation suit and a mask. She was standing in a ward, facing the camera, her eyebrows furrowed into the word "Chuan" as she reported on the local epidemic situation.
"Dear viewers, this is CCTV reporter Wang Bing. I am currently at the county hospital in Qingshan County. I just interviewed the director here. The director said that according to incomplete statistics, the number of patients diagnosed with febrile death in Qingshan County has reached as high as There are more than 25,000 people, and more than 1,000 people have died due to febrile disease... "
"In order to prevent the outbreak of the plague, Qingshan County, the largest county in the country, has now been 'locked down'. I hope that our country's most advanced medical team can develop special medicines as soon as possible. The people in the disaster area are eagerly looking forward to it!"
Qin Feng stared at the news on the TV for ten minutes, his expression gradually becoming serious, and his mood was extremely heavy, as if there was a stone pressing in his chest.
Not only Qingshan County, but also many disaster-stricken areas across the country have implemented closed management and directly closed cities to control the spread of febrile death disease.
Qin Luoli leaned in Qin Feng's arms, with a look of horror on her face, and whispered: "Brother, there are now a total of 70,000 or 80,000 patients diagnosed with febrile death in the country. If this continues, will it also appear in our Tianjing City?" Any questions?"
Qin Feng touched Qin Luoli's head and said comfortingly: "Luo Luo, don't worry too much. In less than a week, within three days, I can develop a special Chinese medicine to cure febrile death."
Author's digression: Fourth update!