"Okay, okay, I'll feel relieved when you come back. When you come to Kyoto, we two can have a few drinks."

Huang Hongbing was very excited. He had been waiting for Jiang Hao to come back.

"OK."

Jiang Hao was happy, so he finished the call with Huang Hongbing and dared to return his cell phone to Xu Zheng. Lin Jian next to him immediately pulled him and said anxiously: "Xiao Jiang, do you think I'm prescription right?"

Jiang Hao took the prescription he prescribed, looked at the patient sitting in front of Zhang Gui, and then smiled and said, "Change this thousand-year-old healthy to cook Rehmannia. This is a stomach disease. Thousand-year-old healthy is cold, and his stomach and spleen need to be nourished."

"Well, you reminded me."

Lin Jian was very embarrassed and immediately wrote a new copy of the prescription according to Jiang Hao's intentions before handing it over to the old doctors of Hou Dedong and Wang Yulin. After rounds of discussions, they also confirmed the prescription in Lin Jian, which was more effective for the patient's stomach disease. So they said: "Lin Jian won the third game."

"What."

Zhang Gui immediately glared at him, said in disbelief: "How can the prescription I prescribe to lose to him?"

Jiang Hao took the prescription prescribed by Zhang Gui from Wang Yulin and smiled and said, "Your prescription is not a big problem, but the Weichuanwu is not prescribed correctly. In addition to stomach problems, this patient has a bad spleen, and this Chuanwu just defeats the spleen, so there is still a problem with this prescription."

"impossible."

However, Zhang Gui didn't believe it, glared at Jiang Hao and said, "You didn't even see a patient just now, how did you know that he had a bad temper?

Don't just talk nonsense."

Jiang Hao smiled and turned to the patient and asked, "Do you often experience abdominal distension in the middle of the night, stools are not formed, or your stools are dry and sometimes stools are not warm, and your limbs are still cold, and your diarrhea is particularly serious?"

"Yes, I have been having this symptom frequently these months, and I am still caused by my stomach disease."

The patient nodded and said hurriedly to Jiang Hao.

"You are caused by stomach cold and spleen yin. You can follow this prescription to take the medicine twice a day and you will be cured in seven days."

Jiang Hao picked up the newly written prescription in the forest and handed it to the patient, and said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you, Doctor."

The patient followed the prescription and thanked him quickly.

"etc."

However, Zhang Gui frowned, turned his head to look at Jiang Hao, and said, "You didn't even take his pulse, why can you tell him that his spleen and stomach problems?"

Jiang Hao looked at him and smiled and said, "What?

Have you forgotten that traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching?”

"Okay, Xiao Jiang is amazing..." For a moment, the doctors around him applauded and applauded, while Zhang Gui's face was gloomy, glared at Jiang Hao fiercely, and snorted: "Don't be proud, you only won one game. I will never let you succeed in the next two games."

"cut."

With Jiang Hao as the backing of the forest, he immediately became proud and shouted, "Next..." So Lin Jian and Zhang Gui continued to treat the fourth patient. At this time, Zhang Cuiying came in and saw Jiang Hao happily said, "Xiao Jiang, you are back. I happened to buy vegetables at noon, so I will stay in the clinic to eat."

"Mom Zhang, I have to go to the company to pick up her child's mother at noon. I'll invite everyone to gather next time."

Jiang Hao took the little grape from Ren Shuting's arms and said to Zhang Cuiying with a smile.

"Okay, you just came back, please coax your wife more."

Zhang Cuiying said with a smile.

Jiang Hao smiled, looked at Liu Zi'an, and then asked, "Where is the old man?"

When Liu Youfu was mentioned, Liu Zi'an sighed and said, "My grandfather left in September last year."

Jiang Hao was stunned. Thinking of the illness of the old man Liu Youfu, it was indeed three years since he calculated that he felt regretful: "I didn't expect that I could still not send the old man the last journey."

Liu Zian was very sad. After all, his grandfather was his only relative in the world. Now that the old man has left, he is the only one left in the Liu family.

"Where is the old man buried?

I'll go back and put in an incense stick on him."

Jiang Hao asked.

"Well, the cemetery on the other side of Beisongling."

Liu Zi'an said.

"good."

Jiang Hao nodded and sighed.

"Haozi..." At this time, a car outside just stopped, saw that Ma Xiaodong's boy came down, ran straight in and saw Jiang Hao, and shouted excitedly: "Haozi, you kid are finally back. If you don't come back, Zi Yao and I will have to erect a monument for you."

Seeing Ma Xiaodong rushing in and trying to hug him, Jiang Hao turned around with Xiao Grao in his arms, glared at him speechlessly, and cursed: "You want me to die."

"Haha, Xiao Grape, call me fucking dad."

Seeing Xiao Grape, Ma Xiaodong immediately teased.

"Fuck dad?"

Jiang Hao glared at the guy and said, "When will my daughter recognize you as a fucking father?"

Ma Xiaodong glanced at him and said, "You have not been here for three years, and there are so many things happening. What's wrong with accepting me as a fucking father?

This is what your wife promised.”

Jiang Hao was stunned, looked at Xiao Grao in his arms and said, "Xiao Grao, do you really recognize him as a fucking father?"

"Come on, call me fuck dad."

Ma Xiaodong immediately went up to tease Xiao Grao, but Xiao Grao turned her head and the little cutie ignored him.

"Puchi."

Ren Shuting next to him couldn't help laughing, slapped Ma Xiaodong, and said, "Look at you, Xiao Grao doesn't call you."

"Tsk tsk, my son is still cute."

Ma Xiaodong immediately straightened his waist and felt proud.

But Jiang Hao was stunned, looked at him and Ren Shuting, and said, "Did you get married and have children?"

"nonsense."

Ma Xiaodong looked dissatisfied and glanced at him, cursing: "Where have you gone to over the past three years?

Shu Ting and I don’t come back from marriage, and now my son is over two years old.”

Jiang Hao was embarrassed and smiled bitterly: "Let me go and see my nephew."

"I tell you boy, I owe us a lot, so you can drink it."

Ma Xiaodong pointed at him, very dissatisfied with Jiang Hao disappearing for more than three years and missing a lot of things.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I'll admit it to you when I look back."

Jiang Hao was in a position of fault and could only nod and apologize.

"Xiao Jiang, this patient's condition is a bit strange."

However, at this time, Lin Jian pulled Jiang Hao and pointed at the old man sitting in front of him and Zhang Gui. The fourth patient was the one. Jiang Hao held Xiao Grao and looked back at the old man. He found that his face was not right, so he asked, "Old man, are you having a headache, right?"

"yes."

The old man nodded and said to Jiang Hao: "I have a severe headache these days. I asked my grandson to buy me headache pills before, but it can't be done anyway, so I came to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Street to find you today."

"Come to Shu Ting, hold the little grape."

Jiang Hao immediately gave Ren Shuting the little grapes in his arms, but Ma Xiaodong snatched them away. Jiang Hao went up and looked at the old man carefully. Then he took the brush on the table and placed it in front of the old man, and said, "You look at me with your eyes, I move the pen, and tell me if you can't see it."

The old man nodded, stared at Jiang Hao's face tightly, and he held a brush in his hand in front of the old man and started to go down until the old man said, "I can't see..." Jiang Hao took the pen up again, and the old man said, "I can't see." Jiang Hao continued to move the pen right, and the old man said, "I can't see it again, and then went left again... The doctors around him, and Zhang Gui in the forest, were all confused and puzzled, and they were confused about what Jiang Hao was doing. Zhang Gui said disdainfully: "Isn't bluffing just an ordinary headache?"

“This is not an ordinary headache.”

However, Jiang Hao looked back at him, put down his brush, and said, "If I hadn't diagnosed it wrong, he had something in his mind!"
Chapter completed!