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"Hmph."

Zhong Pingtian coldly snorted. Although he did not refute his, he still did not believe his in his heart.

He thought that Zhong Wentao had purposely said that, so that he wouldn't be able to leave Zhong Wentao's treatment for the next half a year, and that he could control him.

He had already thought about it, if he had other doctors come to inspect him in a few days, if they told him the same thing, he would just believe them. If they did not, he would not stop Zhong Wentao.

"If you say so, I will look after my father. Thank you very much."

Zhong He's face was gloomy, but his attitude was much better than Zhong Pingtian's.

"It's useless to thank him, but I can give him a bit more for the medical fee. I don't mind."

Zhong Wentao said calmly.

"You're really greedy."

Zhong Pingtian sneered, he never thought that his brother would actually give birth to such a child.

Back then, Zhong Pingshan was so young, but the Prince Charming in the hearts of many girls was the one that all the women in Yan Jing wanted to marry to the most. Even back then, he could not be on the list.

If his brother had not died, he might still be unknown.

"Hur hur, the same goes for me."

Zhong Wentao said as he turned to leave.

He turned around and said, "I recently developed a medicinal cuisine, and it's a dish made with important ingredients. It's very effective in your situation, if you want to recover quickly, you can buy a recipe for my medicinal cuisine and have the servants at home give it to you for 1000 yuan each."

Zhong He nodded and said, "Don't worry, we will buy it."

"Alright."

Zhong Wentao said as he turned to leave. With Zhong He's words, he was relieved.

Ten or so minutes later, the butler came to him with the money and paid in the living room with the prescription in one hand and the prescription in the other. Zhong Wuwen was a little curious when he came downstairs and saw this scene.

The older people all wished to live for a long time. Zhong Wuwen was also very curious about the medicinal food, he took out a card from his pocket and handed it over to Zhong Wentao with a smile, he planned to buy these prescription from him.

"Grandfather, you don't have to do this."

He smiled helplessly, just to scam Zhong Pingtian for a little more money.

Eating medicinal food was good for the body, but for Zhong Pingtian's symptoms, it was just a lie. He did not believe that after Zhong Pingtian had eaten so much nourishing medicinal food, his body would not be in a good condition.

After telling Zhong Wuwen everything with a smile, Zhong Wuwen was even more elated. He did not mind the fact that Yue Yang lied to his son at all.

Just as he was speaking, the phone rang. Zhong Wuwen was right next to the phone and casually answered it. To be able to call the Zhong Family, it was usually more important.

After talking for a bit, Zhong Wuwen hung up the phone.

"Grandfather, what's wrong?"

Zhong Wentao probed.

"It's a call from the Chinese Medical Association of China."

Zhong Wuwen said softly.

"They heard about your skills. They want you to meet with them and discuss joining them."

"Really? are you sure it's the Chinese Medical Association of China? "

Zhong Wentao was shocked.

"Why would I lie to you? It's not your first time at Yan Jing doing meritorious deeds, so they must have made this call because they knew a lot about you and they have done a lot of research and made sure that you were suitable for them. "

Zhong Wuwen wasn't worried at all, he only felt extremely proud.

"But I have been expelled by the Pine City's Chinese Medical Association before."

Zhong Wentao laughed bitterly.

"What's there to worry about?"

Zhong Wuwen said calmly: "Chinese Medical Association of China is the strongest association in the entire China. Although Pine City is very famous, but it can't compare to Chinese Medical Association of China in the end. As long as you enter Chinese Medical Association of China, everyone will acknowledge your abilities. Even if you have been expelled by the Pine City Association before, it doesn't matter, because there will still be people who will take care of your past for you."

"There's such a thing?"

Zhong Wentao was a little excited. He thought that he would have to bear the shame of being expelled by Yang Hao for his entire life. Although he had long accepted this matter, after hearing Zhong Wuwen's words, he was a little moved.

"Wen Tao, with your ability, it's impossible for you to only be a Little Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor for your entire life."

Zhong Wuwen said seriously: "Since they can take the initiative to call you, then your chance has come. I'll help you arrange a time, you can go and see them tomorrow!"

"No, no rush."

Zhong Wentao quickly opened his mouth, he did not want to appear too anxious.

Since the Chinese Chinese Medical Association already knew of his existence, then she would have a certain understanding of his abilities. If he was needed, he would come by himself, and it would not be easy for the other party to deal with him.

"You're right!"

Zhong Wuwen's eyes lit up, he never thought that Zhong Wentao would actually be so calm. As expected of his grandson, he was even more powerful than he expected.

After conversing with Zhong Wuwen for a bit, Zhong Wentao personally went to the kitchen to cook the medicinal food. The servant watched by the side and learned that it would be easier to cook for Zhong Pingtian.

The portion that was prepared was personally given to Zhong Wuwen to drink. After Zhong Wuwen drank it, he praised it endlessly, and even said that he would like to advertise it more to the old employees by his side, letting them buy it for them to try.

Under Zhong Wuwen's great efforts of promotion, many of the older generation of the families started to let the younger generation come to the Ciji Hall frequently to buy medicinal food for them. Some of them even brought them home after Zhong Wentao had cooked himself, preferring to spend a little more money than to find a smart nanny who could cook medicinal food.

In a short while, the medicinal food became something that everyone was fighting to buy, causing Zhong Wentao's reputation to grow even more.

Those who came to buy items not only wanted to buy medicinal food, but also to buy a set of Beauty Nourishment Dew for their mothers, wives and daughters. Ciji Hall had already become a symbol of income, and no one could remember that there was ever a murder case in this place.

Originally, it was filled with business every day, but now, it was like a sparrow in a door. This was the most obvious difference compared to the Mi Zhi Lin Medical Center which was a distance away from Zhong Wentao.

Mi Zhilin Hall was an old name that had existed for 30 years, and the old doctor in charge was surnamed Wu, he was very famous in the Yan Jing, and this Doctor Wu was also a member of the Chinese Medical Association of China.

This day was Ciji Hall's usual practice, at around eight in the morning, the day with the least patients, Zhong Wentao sat on his chair and studied his medical book, when an old man quietly walked in and sat in front of him. He didn't even wait for him to speak when he stretched out his hand, his meaning was clear.

Zhong Wentao did not reject, and directly placed his hand on the old man's pulse, after sensing it carefully, he said: "Old sir, your body is extremely strong, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"If there's nothing wrong with me, then I won't come to see a doctor. I'm sick, so you have to treat me!"

The old man was stubborn.

Zhong Wentao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was the first time he met this kind of patient, he was very careful with his pulse, and there was no problem at all. It was not easy for the old man to say that he was sick at his age.

"Old mister, please don't make things difficult for me. You are really healthy."

Zhong Wentao said seriously.

"Impossible!"

The old man continued, "I feel uncomfortable all over, there must be something wrong. You must examine me and find out if there is anything wrong with me. Otherwise, your Godly Doctor's name will be fake, and I will expose you to everyone!"

Zhong Wentao laughed, and then realised, this person was not here to see a doctor, he was most likely here to cause trouble.

Recently, because the Ciji Hall's business was not good, it was said that a few medical institutions that had been open for less than half a year had closed because of the Ciji Hall.

Look at this old mister in front of him, Feng Gu was extraordinary, and he had the familiar fragrance of medicinal herbs on him. His speech was clear and unhurried, not from a patient, but from an old Chinese medical doctor.

It was likely that someone from some medical school was dissatisfied with the way he transferred money so ruthlessly that they sent this person over to find trouble with him in order to ruin his reputation.

As he thought about this, he put away his smile. His expression became increasingly cold and cheerless.

After looking carefully at the old man's face, Zhong Wentao said coldly: "This old sir, seeing that you are frowning, obviously you are trapped in your thoughts, your round eyes are the symbol of anger, your body is trembling slightly, and you can see the anger that is difficult to suppress, although you are not sick right now, but if you continue, you will be very, very sick."

The old man was startled, he did not expect Zhong Wentao to say such a diagnosis.

Forecasting, was also considered a diagnosis?

Zhong Wentao smiled, his mood becoming even better: "Old sir, it was you who insisted on me saying that you were sick, I don't know if you were satisfied with what I said."

"Nonsense!"

The old man scolded.

"Oh? "Then what do you think?"

Zhong Wentao asked with a smile.

"I, I'm not a doctor, how would I know?"

The old man was shocked and almost revealed his secret.

He could tell that the young man in front of him was trying to make him angry on purpose, wanting him to reveal his true identity. If he admitted that he was a Chinese medical doctor, then it would be obvious that he was provoking Zhong Wentao.

Fortunately, he was alert enough and didn't say anything.

Zhong Wentao was not in a rush, there were not many people in the morning, he had time to waste on the old man.

He was a little curious about the old man's identity. With such a huge enmity, who knew which doctor was it? The patients who had been to that hospital would all be scolded by the old man's fiery temper. It was a miracle that the hospital would continue to operate.

The two were in a stalemate, Zheng Yu came over with a big bowl of medicinal food, he had specially cooked it for Zhong Wentao.

Smelling the fragrance, the old man's eyebrows twitched, he was obviously very interested.

"Do you want to try it?"

Zhong Wentao was tempted.

He didn't believe that the old man would continue to make things difficult for him after eating his medicinal food.

"If you want to taste it, taste it."

As the old man spoke, he impolitely took the small bowl of medicinal food. He was not in a hurry to drink it, and now that he smelled the aroma of the medicinal food, he pondered for a moment as if he was analyzing what was inside.

Zhong Wentao laughed, he was completely sure that this man was a Chinese doctor!

There were some habits that could not be changed immediately. Hearing and knowing were the foundation that must be possessed by traditional Chinese medicine. This could be inadvertently revealed at any time and the old man was sure that he had not realized it himself.