Chinese medicine hospital, outpatient hall.

There was a lot of noise in the hall, full of patients and their families who came to see a doctor.

Wearing a white coat, Tang Hao sat in a corner of the hall. Next to him, there were several tables and several doctors. They were all forty or fifty years old.

There was a long line in front of the doctors' tables, but Tang Hao's table was ignored.

Many people came over and looked at him. They hurried away and lined up to one side.

"Oh, boy, apprentice! It's not easy!"

"Young man, you are very handsome! Do you want me to introduce you to someone!"

From time to time, an aunt came over and sat in front of Tang Hao, chatting with Tang Hao.

Several aunts looked at Tang Hao, whose eyes were bright.

Tang Hao kept smiling all the way, his face stiff with laughter.

Not far away, in a room, a group of old doctors looked at the scene and almost laughed.

"This boy, wearing a white coat, looks really good! He has the style of my youth!" An old Chinese doctor touched his beard and was narcissistic.

"Bah! Stop narcissism. When you were young, it was called frustration!"

Someone threw cold water on one side immediately.

"Don't tear down my platform, will you? No matter how frustrated I am, I'm more handsome than you!"

The two old Chinese doctors began to fight.

"Well, well, you two have fought all your life. Is it interesting! Now, we should think about how to solve this situation!"

Hu Huaichun said, "if you go on like this, you can't try his ability at all."

"Cut! If you can't try, you can't try. Anyway, he doesn't have much ability."

"Yes! He has to solve it by himself!"

A group of old doctors began to talk.

In the hall, Tang Hao dealt with another aunt, glanced aside and frowned.

You can't go on like this! These people thought he was an apprentice and no one would come at all. Even if he sat all afternoon, it would be useless.

It seems... He has to take the initiative.

After a little meditation, he stood up, shook his white coat and walked towards the team on one side.

"Wow! This doctor is very handsome! How young!"

In the crowd, many young women whispered and looked at him one after another.

Tang Hao walked slowly, glancing at the crowd. His eyes narrowed and his spirit penetrated into his eyes. After careful observation, he could easily see the physical condition of these people.

He could sense the breath, the pulse, and even the flow of blood.

After a turn, he walked to an aunt.

"Aunt, did you come to see your legs?" Tang Hao is kind and authentic.

"Ouch! Young man, how do you know? My leg always hurts. Here, in the joint, you say... Is it arthritis?"

Tang Hao smiled and nodded, "aunt, it should be. Arthritis is very common at your age."

"Ouch, how can this be corrected? I heard that the disease is very troublesome. You see, there are still so many people. You have to wait for more than an hour!" Aunt said.

Tang Hao said with a smile: "aunt, in fact, this is very simple. It's not troublesome at all. Come here. I'll press it for you and it will take effect."

"This..."

Aunt hesitated, looked at Tang Hao and frowned.

The doctor in front of me is too young to trust! However, it's nothing if it's just a click. Besides, the young man is good-looking and looks reliable.

"Ah! Good!"

She answered, followed Tang Hao, came to the table and sat down.

Tang Hao moved the stool, sat down on her side and motioned to aunt to stretch out her legs.

"Take it easy, young man!" Aunt told me.

"Good!"

Tang Hao smiled, stroked his sleeve and stretched out his hand. He ran the Qi in his body, gathered it on his palms, and then pressed it slowly.

For a moment, the aunt trembled and her face became strange.

This scene made a group of old doctors in the room look very strange.

In my opinion, this aunt is very comfortable, but as for it! It's just a leg press!

Is it because the boy is handsome?

Thinking so, all the old doctors are a little funny.

"It seems that this boy's massage is good, but it's the lowest level thing and can't get it!" A Chinese medicine doctor is somewhat contemptuous of the tunnel.

Others thought so.

This kind of thing is so low-level that they all despise it.

After pressing for more than two minutes, Tang Hao stopped his hand and said, "OK! Aunt, now stand up, move and see how it is?"

Aunt opened her eyes, and there was still some unfinished business.

Then she stood up and moved her legs, showing a look of shock and shouting, "well, it doesn't hurt at all, and it's not sour at all."

She walked a few more times, showing a look of ecstasy.

In the past, the legs and feet were a little sour and not very sharp, but now they are all better and feel very good.

"Young man, you're great!"

Aunt took Tang Hao's hand and was very excited.

"Just now, it's so comfortable. What's your technique? It's so powerful!" The aunt shouted and attracted the attention of many people at once.

"Young man, I have some friends with bad legs and feet. Wait and I'll call them all."

With that, aunt went aside and made a phone call.

"Ouch! Shufen! What else do you play mahjong? Come here quickly. I met a very powerful doctor. The massage technique is amazing. It's not only uncomfortable, but also immediate. It's all right."

"Ouch! Lan Lan, come here quickly. I met a handsome doctor, little fresh meat. You must like it."

Aunt had a loud voice, and the cry spread directly.

The old doctors in that room were stunned.

"Shit! This is too exaggerated! It's just a massage and a massage!"

"That's right! Press a massage and you can press arthritis well? Are you kidding!"

At this time, some people in the hall showed an emotional color and looked at Tang Hao. Most of them were women.

According to the aunt, the doctor seems to massage very well, which is very magical.

They are somewhat skeptical about this, but one thing is right. The doctor is really handsome. It seems good for him to press.

At that moment, many people were moved and walked towards Tang Hao.