side doctor

289, Brain Science Authority

Xue Zhengyang has been meeting at the head office for the past two days and just came back this morning. As soon as he walked to the door, before he opened the door, his nose smelled an indescribably strong aroma of wine coming from the crack of the door. He couldn't help but be surprised.

, hurriedly took out the key and opened the door, and said loudly before seeing anyone: "Dong Qiang, did you drink my wine secretly? Who sent this good wine?"

He followed the smell of wine in three steps and two steps, and went up to his son's room on the second floor. As expected, he saw his son drinking wine by himself in the room.

Xue Zhengyang strode over and grabbed the glass bottle of Jiujiang rice wine on the table. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Dong Qiang, what kind of wine is this? Don't tell dad that it is Jiujiang rice wine. Who sent it here?"

Isn’t it a home-brewed local bar?”

Xue Dongqiang's face became anxious, he reached out and snatched the rice wine bottle from Xue Zhengyang's hand, and said urgently: "Dad, this was not given to you by others, it was given to me by my master."

Wang Pengyu didn't have anything to pack Zuixian wine for them to take home. It happened that Wang Chengyuan and Wang Changshan usually drank Jiujiang rice wine that cost five yuan a bottle. There were many empty wine bottles at home, so he simply washed them and let them fill two bottles of Zuixian each.

Take the wine away.

Xue Zhengyang came out of the army and was very skilled. Even though he changed his job and became the general manager of Sinopec Branch in the past few years, he was pampered and pampered, but he did not put down much effort. Xue Dongqiang easily snatched the rice wine bottle back, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit

Accident.

He is very busy with work and has a lover outside. He doesn't go home often. I only heard Xue Dongqiang say that he practiced kung fu with some master. I thought his son went to the martial arts school to learn some kung fu with hands and eyes. Now he seems to be a little bit better.

It's not easy to snatch things away from him easily.

If an elite soldier like him casually takes away his belongings and exchanges them for a pistol or the like, wouldn't he be putting his life in the hands of others?

"Who did you learn your kung fu from? It seems you still have some real kung fu. Why don't you show off with dad?" Xue Zhengyang said, but his eyes were fixed on the wine glass in his son's hand and he added another sentence.

"If you lose, how about this wine goes to dad?"

Xue Dongqiang just picked up the small white wine glass and poured a glass of Drunken Immortal Wine. He didn't have time to drink it, so there was no need to rush to meditate. He said with some pride: "Of course my master has real kung fu, not his son."

You boast that your skills are at the early stage of Ming Jin. You are no match for me."

"When you get back to the capital, you'll see that bastard!" His voice suddenly became sinister.

Xue Zhengyang stared at him and said in a deep voice: "Nonsense! Your sister's matter has nothing to do with him. You were still young at the time and didn't know what happened. Forget it, I won't tell you this. What's your master's name? This wine

Did he brew it? Is there any more? I bought it from him."

"What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and give me a wine glass to taste!"

Although he left the army, his fiery temper could not be changed for a while, and Xue Dongqiang's mother was also a strong woman with a strong personality. At that time, because of the marriage between the families, they could not get along with each other, and when Xue Dongqiang entered junior high school, they could not get along.

They were separated. Xue Zhengyang usually spent the night with his lover outside and rarely came back to this house.

His extreme alcohol addiction was also developed when he was in the army. It would be difficult to survive in the army without drinking.

Xue Dongqiang reluctantly handed the wine glass in his hand to his father, shook his head and said: "My master's name is Wang Pengyu. This wine is not brewed by my master. It is very precious. It can strengthen the body and nourish the vitality. You can't buy it."

Xue Zhengyang hummed and said, "You brat, just give me this small cup of daddy, your throat won't even get wet."

"It's strange. The name Wang Pengyu is a bit familiar. It seems somewhere..." As he spoke, he poured Zuixianjiu into his mouth. His voice suddenly stopped, and then he shouted loudly, "Good wine! Really good wine!"

"

Xue Zhengyang, who usually never gets drunk after drinking a small cup of Zuixianjiu, felt the world spin and the wine glass became unsteady and fell down. Fortunately, Xue Dong had strong eyes and quick hands to catch it.

Then Xue Zhengyang waved his hand to Xue Dongqiang, smiled silly and waddled back to the room.

Xue Dongqiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly thought of an idea. When his mother came back, he tried to get her to drink a small glass of Zuixianjiu. Sure enough, his mother was also drunk. Xue Dongqiang chuckled and moved his parents, who had not slept together for several years, to the same bed.

On the bed.

As his son, he definitely doesn't want to see his parents, who have equally strong personalities, separate because of this. He knows that now the two families no longer need to use marriage to strengthen their relationship. His parents have never divorced. In fact, because everyone has feelings for each other, they just don't want to.

I am just bowing my head first, hoping that this will improve the relationship between father and mother.

As for his father's lover outside, Xue Dongqiang has also seen her. She is a Jiangnan woman with a gentle personality. He doesn't care much. It is normal for a successful man to have several women behind him. His father has not been with his mother for many years, so there must be physical reasons.

If necessary, just finding one lover is not bad.

Christian Lane indeed has the rigor of German descent. She took a direct flight from London to Yangcheng early the next morning.

There is an eight-hour time difference between the UK and China. He called Vialboman at around three in the morning. By then, Wang Pengyu had already treated Adams and was undergoing a series of examinations in the hospital.

Although it only takes about twelve hours to fly from the UK to China, a lot of time is wasted on the bus and waiting for the flight. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening in China when Christine Laine found Vial Portman.

I forgot to consider the time difference in the previous time. It has been modified, but it will not affect reading, sorry.)

Originally, he planned to find Wang Pengyu right away, but Vialpoman knew the situation in China better than Christine Lane. If he wanted to find Wang Pengyu, he would have to trouble Tang Jianye to find Wang Pengyu's address. It was not a good time to disturb others.

The opportunity was right, so he persuaded Christian Lane to come down.

It just so happened that Christine Lane stayed up most of the night last night and was tired from flying all day today. After hearing Vial Boman's dissuasion, she took a day off and prepared to visit Wang Pengyu the next day.

Wang Pengyu practiced in the backyard all night, but just before morning, he closed his eyes for a while on the sofa in the living room and rested for a while.

Then he heard a noise, opened his eyes and saw Situ Yue quietly opening the door with a blushing face, peeking out, and saw Wang Pengyu sitting on the sofa looking at her, her cheeks even redder, and she explained in a low voice

Said: "I drank too much last night. I admit it...it's just the room. You haven't slept?"

Wang Pengyu smiled: "It doesn't matter, I won't have any problem if I don't sleep for three days. Although Zuixianjiu is of great benefit to your cultivation, it is also a kind of medicinal wine. It is a medicine with three parts poison, so it cannot be done without restraint.

Please be careful when drinking."

Situ Yue nodded and immediately slipped into her room. Her room was just next door to Wang Pengyu's, while Wang Chengyuan and Wang Changshan's bedrooms were both on the second floor.

Wang Pengyu then returned to the bedroom and wanted to take a nap, but the bed was warm and still had the faint fragrance of virgin body. Coupled with the special fragrance of Zuixianjiu, Situ Yue always appeared in his mind, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

After reacting, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and just sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

Christian Lane came to Wang Pengyu's home with Vial Portman and Adams.

Adams knew that Christian Lane was looking for Wang Pengyu, and after hearing what Vial Boman said about Wang Pengyu's injections and bloodletting, he realized that Wang Pengyu's medical skills might be much higher than he thought.

Even Christian Lane, an authority on the brain department of the Royal Hospital, said that his situation at that time was extremely dangerous. Even if he operated according to Christine Lane's plan, there was no guarantee that the drug would not affect the tumor. He happened to have Wang Pengyu's phone number.

, so he came over to see if Wang Pengyu really had a way to cure his disease.

When Wang Pengyu received the call from Adams, Situ Yue had just made breakfast, and his expression was the same as before, as if he had not slept in Wang Pengyu's bedroom last night. Wang Changshan and Ye Ying arrived at the company, and Wang Chengyuan went to the Dongping River as usual.

Morning exercise and boxing in the woods.

When Adams arrived at Wang's house, Wang Pengyu discovered that Vial Boman and a tall, blue-eyed and blond foreigner wearing a thick coat had followed him here.

Wang Pengyu was a little strange, but he politely invited them into the living room, poured them tea, and then asked: "Mr. Adams, who is he?"

Adams explained: "Mr. Wang, this is Christian Lane, an authoritative professor of brain medicine at the Royal Busman Hospital in the UK. I was shocked when I heard that Mr. Wang released the blood stasis in my brain with one injection."

Mr. Wang’s medical skills, I came here specially from England to visit Mr. Wang.”

When Christine Lane heard what Adams said, she couldn't help but stood up and looked at Wang Pengyu with wide eyes: "What! He is the one who treats you? So young?"

Wang Pengyu chuckled and said: "I wonder if Mr. Christian Lane has ever heard of an old Chinese saying, ambition does not depend on age, it is just releasing blood from the brain and skull. It is not a great medical skill. Please come back to Mr. Christian Lane.

."

Christine Lane waved her hands repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, that's not what I meant. The human brain is extremely complex. Even our Western doctors and brain doctors are quite old. I heard that Chinese medicine doctors are generally older than our Western doctors. Suddenly I saw

Mr. Wang is so young, I was just surprised for a moment."

He had already checked Adams' condition and found no sequelae of hemocephalus. If he and Vialpoman hadn't been old friends, he would have thought that Vialpoman was deceiving him, and he felt deeply for Wang Pengyu's medical skills.

He was so unbelievable that he rarely put down his airs as an authoritative professor and humbly asked for advice: "Mr. Wang, I wonder if I can ask you a few questions?"

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