Chapter 352

Meng Yu trembled with fright. He had a criminal record, that is, the last time Lu hung Chien said he had "stolen drugs.".

Although it was Lu Hongjian's own trouble with this matter, it was not so serious in the national medical center.

But if he does it again, he will be expelled.

Meng Yu had no choice but to cry and say, "yes I made it myself. "

"You can do it again." Jiang Shuiming said: "there are all kinds of medicinal materials in the pharmacy. By the way, you have been practicing for some time, and become an official pharmacist in a few days. "

It's not easy for interns to become official pharmacists. Some have been practicing for two years and have not yet become a full-time pharmacist.

Meng Yu was excited and said, "thank you, director Jiang."

As for the intermittent cream in her hand, let Qin Yuejuan take out her private money and buy another box.

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Lin Muyun called Ren Nan and asked about the drug production line.

Ren Nan replied that the intermittent cream produced by Haicheng pharmaceutical factory has only produced the first batch and has not yet come into the market.

Because on the market, there is a fake "intermittent cream", and I don't know which pharmacy heard the news and found it profitable, so they imitated it.

Although the fake intermittent ointment is a "fake product", it is not a fake medicine, but the formula is not complete. This kind of medicine has an effect on fracture, but its efficacy is much worse than that of the real intermittent ointment. However, with the signboard of true intermittent ointment, it is sold very well in the underground black market, and it also costs tens of thousands of yuan a box.

Now Ren Nan is dealing with the "fake intermittent cream", so it is delayed for a few days.

In a few days, Ren Nan will ask people to transport the ointment to the capital city and give it to the Jiang family to sell on the market.

Lin Muyun finished the phone call and called Jiang Xueli. He got up and went out and went to the old man Jiang for treatment.

Jiang's house is in the center of the most expensive area in Yanjing.

According to the archaic design, the huge courtyard is exquisite and luxurious. There is a huge gold medal plaque on the black bottom at the gate, which reads "Jiangfu".

The inscription was written by a man of high moral standing and often appeared on TV.

It is a great honor to get his autograph.

Jiang Xueli and Jiang Handong have already known that Lin Muyun will come, and they have already brought people to meet them at the door.

Two rows of bodyguards stood at the door in order, waiting for you.

When Lin Twilight cloud gets off the bus, Jiang Xueli's eyes suddenly brighten. He can't wait to run forward. Even Jiang Handong doesn't want to pull.

In recent ten years, only a few people have been able to make such a grand ceremony, and they are all people with supreme financial power.

Everyone was surprised in their hearts. They thought they were another powerful guest, but they were just ordinary young people.

Lin Muyun is not humble or arrogant, and walks into the Jiangfu.

Jiangfu is more luxurious. There are more than 50 servants in the mansion. In addition, there are more than 200 bodyguards to protect the Jiang family in turn.

Came to the backyard, Jiang Xueli opened a door, the smile on her face converged, frowned and said, "grandfather is in there."

Lin Muyun nodded and strode in.

In the luxurious room, a thin old man was lying on the bed, skinny and skinny.

Probably due to his long stay in bed, he was as pale as paper, showing an abnormal complexion.

Lin Muyun immediately went to the bedside and said, "master Jiang, I'll give you a pulse first."

The old man was unable to speak and could only wink.

Lin Muyun stretched out his hand and gently put it on the pulse of master Jiang's right wrist, concentrating on the pulse.

As he expected, Mr. Jiang's pulse is empty and sometimes absent. It belongs to the time when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. If he comes a few days later, he will be driving the crane to the West.

"How about it?" Jiang Handong asked nervously.

Lin Muyun released his hand and raised his face seriously: "the old man's spine is an old injury, and after many years, the spinal nerve has been completely necrotic, so it is very difficult to recover. In addition, the old man also has hypertension, diabetes, brain atrophy and other elderly diseases

"You're right." Jiang Handong sighed: "my fourth uncle is the curator of the National Medical Museum. He personally treated his grandfather, but it still didn't work."

Lin Muyun said: "I first give the old man a needle to help him dredge his muscles and veins, and then prescribe a prescription to recuperate. Please find me a pair of silver needles

"Good." Jiang Handong nodded and ordered a pair of silver needles.

Lin Muyun picked up the silver needle, a trace of aura into the fingertip, through the needle into the hand up and down steadily.

In the blink of an eye, he had six stitches in a row. His movements were calm and skillful, which made Jiang's two brothers and sisters dare not blink.

Jiang Xueli said in a low voice: "elder brother, I see that the fourth uncle's needling technique is not as good as Lin Muyun."

"No nonsense." Jiang Handong murmured: "the fourth uncle is the curator of the National Medical Center, and he is also known as" the silver needle of skillful hands ". He has his own acupuncture techniques

"That's what it is. When the fourth uncle gives the needle, he is very careful. He would like to use a magnifying glass to prick it. But Lin Muyun doesn't even look at it. He pricks the acupoints at will. I think he is better than the fourth uncle.""Cough!"

Two dry coughs burst out of the door.

Then a middle-aged man in a bamboo robe, about 50 years old, strides in calmly.

Jiang Han east one Leng, quickly smile way: "fourth uncle, how did you come over?"

"I'm here to review dad's condition." The middle-aged said lightly.

Jiang Xueli was embarrassed for a while. She was so scared that she didn't dare to say anything more.

This middle-aged man is the director of the National Medical Center, Jiang Shuiming!

He was about to enter the room just now, but suddenly he heard a conversation between the Jiang brothers and sisters, and his heart was filled with anger.

His needling technique is first-class in China, and he was demoted to be inferior to an unknown young man.

Lin Twilight cloud is absorbed in the application of needles, and naturally does not care about what happened behind him.

But the river water bright raises an eye to sweep, immediately full face angry face, walks forward involuntarily, one snatches the silver needle in Lin Muyun's hand, throws on the ground, rebukes fiercely: "do you want to kill my father?"

When he saw the cloud in the evening, he frowned.

Jiang Xueli was startled and quickly called, "fourth uncle, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Shuiming said calmly, "he gives needles at random. If I come a little late, the old man may be in danger of his life."

His tone was stern, and even Jiang Handong was nervous. He said, "fourth uncle, Lin Muyun's medical skills are excellent. Even Master Lu Hongjian is full of praise. I believe him..."

Just then, a thin middle-aged man came in from the door, with several doctors behind him.

He said, "you're black! How can we invite all those who are not three or four to cure the old man? "

Jiang Handong's face became stiff and said unnaturally, "Dad, I only asked Mr. Lin to come and have a look. I'm going to tell you. Mr. Lin's medical skills are extremely high. He developed the medicine signed by Jiang's group. "

This middle-aged man is his father Jiang Wei.

After hearing this, Jiang Wei's face was a little dull. He glanced at Lin Muyun, turned his head and said to Jiang Handong, "I don't care about your business, but your fourth uncle is the curator of the national medical center and the leader in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. It's better to leave the matter of treating the old man to the fourth uncle."

Jiang Xueli immediately exclaimed, "Dad, the fourth uncle has been treated for so long for my grandfather, but it has not been cured. I want my grandfather to recover his health early, so I asked Lin Muyun to treat him."

As soon as she spoke, Jiang Shuiming's face changed.

Does this mean that his medical skills are inferior to Lin Muyun?

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