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Chapter 1480 Western medicine

Chapter 1480 ·Western Medicine

Chang An asked in confusion, "Sixth Master, what happened in the inner house?"

Min Tingke said nothing, but just shook his head with great worries.

Chang An was even more uneasy, "Do you want to say hello to the concession in advance?"

Now the management of the concession is very strict, and ordinary people cannot get close to it. Even Min Tingke has to make a promise with the foreigners in advance, so as not to be turned away and lose face.

Min Tingke whispered, "Different, I just go to the Western Hospital and leave, and I'll stay there soon."

Chang Andao, "What are you doing when you go to the Western Hospital? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Min Tingke looked at him impatiently, "When did you say more?"

Chang'an quickly closed his mouth.

Min Tingke was still unhappy and could not describe what it felt, but it was just strange. He returned to the Min family and did nothing. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed. The mother who served him was surprised and asked Chang An quietly, "What's wrong with Master Liu? He always had to read a book for a while, and would ask the manager to tell the matter. He would not sleep until midnight. Why did he lie down like this early today?"

Chang An also felt strange, "Maybe he's tired, Sixth Master has worked so hard these days. Don't make random guesses, just do your part."

Of course, everyone didn't dare to say more and acted more cautiously.

Min Tingke slept particularly badly this night. He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and his mind was full of Bai Xiuzhi's figure.

The more he thought about it, the more surprised he became, and even a little panicked.

Since he was a child, he has never been afraid of anything.

Why did he care about Brother Zhi so much?

Min Tingke couldn't figure it out, so he insisted until the next morning. After a simple breakfast, he left the door. As a result, when he arrived in front of the Western Hospital, the door had not opened.

Min Tingke became more and more irritable and told Chang'an to call the door.

Chang An stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, a foreigner living in the yard came to open the door. Although he looked impatient, after seeing the person coming, the other party's expression immediately changed from dissatisfaction to surprise, "Huh? Are you not someone around Master Min Liu? Come so early, what's the important thing?"

Before Chang An could speak, Min Tingke had already walked out of the car.

The foreigner who opened the door looked surprised when he saw this.

Min Ting Ke said, "Is Cohen here?"

The foreigner who opened the door shook his head, "It's too early, he won't come around eight o'clock. However, if there is something urgent for Mr. Min Liu, I can call him to inform him to go to work earlier."

Min Tingke said, "Okay, you can call quickly."

The foreigner invited him into the door and was busy calling Cohen. Fortunately, Cohen had already gotten up at this time. After hearing the whole story, he rushed over quickly.

He is a long-time acquaintance of Min Tingke, and the two are very close. As soon as Cohen entered the door, he smiled, "If you don't have to go to the Eight Treasure Hall, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Min Tingke glared at him angrily, "That's the Three Treasures Palace. You have added five treasures for no reason. If you don't know how to say them, don't say them. If you hear them, you will laugh out loud."

Cohen did not take it seriously at all, "It is because he can't say that he has to say more, and he will be able to say it as he speaks. There is a saying in China that diligence can make up for his shortcomings. Isn't that the truth?"

Min Tingke was too lazy to argue with him, "You say yes, that's right."

Cohen smiled and invited him to his treasure, and took off his coat and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with you? Is there a headache?"

Min Tingke said, "My head is fine and doesn't hurt at all."

Cohen asked again, "Then where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Min Tingke said, "Don't you often brag about the magic of Western medicine with me? Since that's the case, why did you use the look, hearing, asking and touching handed down by our ancestors? This is a method of traditional Chinese medicine for curing diseases."

Cohen was stunned for a moment, and then said with a good temper, "But don't you often say that things in the world will never leave the same roots? Regardless of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, the original intention is to cure people's diseases. The purpose is the same, and the methods are naturally the same. You always have to tell me where I feel uncomfortable so that I can treat you!"

Min Tingke said, "I feel so stressed in my chest that I can't breathe."

Cohen nodded, changed into a white coat, sat down seriously and took out a stethoscope, "undressed the top."

Min Tingke slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his fair chest.

Cohen put the stethoscope on his skin. He listened carefully for a moment and said solemnly, "The heartbeat is very strong, it doesn't seem like there is anything wrong."

Min Tingke said, "You can hear it after listening for a while?"

Cohen listened to the sound for a while, "Your heart is so good, why can't you breathe?" After that, he got up and pressed his ribs hard a few times, "How is it, does it hurt?"

Min Tingke said, "It doesn't hurt."

"Strange." Cohen whispered after checking carefully, confirming that there was no problem, "Maybe because of being too tired recently, are you having a bad rest?"

Min Tingke thought of the night of tossing and turning yesterday, "I really couldn't sleep peacefully."

Cohen said, "This is fine. I will prescribe some medicine for you. You can go back and take it. It is best if the symptoms are relieved. If there is no, then do it again."

Min Tingke said while tying the buttons, "If it doesn't work, it only means that you are a quack doctor. What else should I do?"

Cohen said, "No, I'm not a quack doctor. Everyone has different bodies, and the symptoms can have their own characteristics and cannot be confused. I have to help you analyze it slowly so that you can find the disease."

Min Tingke smiled and said, "When you finish your analysis, the patient will die long ago."

Cohen said with a stern face, "No! My patient will not die!"

Min Tingke said, "I'm teasing you, why are you really serious?"

Cohen said seriously, "Save death and help the wounded is a very noble cause, and you can't just joke around."

Min Tingke said, "Okay, then I won't tease you anymore."

Cohen prescribed some pills for him and told him to take them every day after meals.

Min Tingke took the medicine bottle, thanked him perfunctorily, and then said goodbye and was about to go out.

Cohen stopped him and said, "By the way, I have one more thing to tell you."

Min Tingke stopped, "What's the matter?"

Cohen looked around carefully and confirmed that it was safe before he said, "There is a very difficult thing that may happen in the concession recently. If you can stop coming, it's better not to come."

Min Tingke frowned when he heard the sound, "What the hell is wrong?"

Cohen said, "Matthew offended the person who is superior. If he cannot calm down in a short period of time, he will most likely be investigated. You also know that once he is really investigated, there will definitely be problems. What is that saying? Pull out the cabbage..."

Min Tingke rolled his eyes and said, "Pick out the radish and bring out the mud."

"Yes, yes!" Cohen nodded repeatedly, "At that time, many people in the concession will be affected, and they may be greatly purged. If you are also disturbed, you will definitely be affected. You are my friend, and I don't want to see something happen to you, so I kindly remind you."

This matter is indeed very important to Min Tingke.

Thanks to the power of the Min family, Min Tingke's eyes are everywhere and he can always get first-hand news. But the foreigners are an exception, and no one can reach the concession. Therefore, it is even more difficult to get information from foreigners than to reach the sky.

(End of this chapter)
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