Wu Wenxiang was slightly surprised. He did want to bring up this matter today because the Chun Mei Bay case had already passed. However, many people in Summer City were involved in it. Even the big boss of Summer City was not spared. Wu Wenxiang had only been to Chun Mei Bay once, so he couldn't find any evidence related to him at Chun Mei Bay. He didn't expect Qin Lang to have it in his hands. Although it wasn't a big deal to hire a prostitute, if it was spread out, it would definitely affect his promotion. Wu Wenxiang still hoped to sit in the position of the Big Boss, so the photos in Qin Lang's hands really made him restless.
At this time, Qin Lang took the initiative to take it out, which was indeed out of Wu Wenxiang's expectations.
If it was Wu Wenxiang himself, he definitely wouldn't be so straightforward. After all, this thing could be used for many purposes in his hands.
"Why, Mayor Wu, you don't want it?"
"Yes, of course I want it." Wu Wenxiang laughed and quickly took the memory card. His worried heart was finally at ease. At the same time, he secretly praised Qin Lang for being a good person.
However, Qin Lang also had his considerations. He could certainly make Wu Wenxiang fear him by holding this thing, but at the same time, it could easily make Wu Wenxiang hate him. Once Wu Wenxiang really became the "Big Boss" of Summer City, he might take the risk for this thing. Instead of this, Qin Lang might as well use this thing to return the favor today. This could be considered as a happy ending for everyone.
"Alright, Mayor Wu, since you've gotten your things, I'll take my leave now."
Qin Lang was about to get up and leave. At this time, he suddenly heard the old lady in the room let out a cry of pain. "Ouch, it really hurts! Wen Xiang, why don't you just give me a sleeping pill … Aiyo yo … "
Wu Wenxiang quickly rushed to his mother's room and comforted her, "Mom, don't say that. I will immediately get you a doctor!"
"What's the use of those western medicines …" The old lady was probably in pain and started scolding.
Wu Wenxiang suddenly remembered that Qin Lang seemed to be a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. At this critical moment, Qin Lang asked for help, "Little Qin, isn't your family a traditional doctor? How about … you take a look at my mother?"
"Alright." Qin Lang nodded and thought to himself, "You, Wu Wenxiang, will owe me a favor soon. In the future, you will still have to help me when I need your help!"
"Old lady, let me show you." Qin Lang looked at the old lady's feet and felt her pulse. He nodded and said, "You have rheumatoid arthritis, so it's not easy for it to die. However, since you've met me, it's not a problem for me to heal you. "
"Really?" Granny Yan didn't seem to believe it. How could there be such a young Chinese doctor?
"Mayor Wu, I've treated you before. My medical skills are good, right?" Qin Lang asked Wu Wenxiang.
Wu Wenxiang thought to himself that Qin Lang really knew how to touch a sore spot. Previously, Wu Wenxiang had injured his family jewels. How could this matter be easily discussed? Thus, he could only nod and deal with it.
"Okay … Then I'll ask you, young doctor, to take a look at me. Ouch." Granny Yan was also in so much pain that she wanted to give it a try.
At this time, Qin Lang took out a silver needle and carefully sterilized it with a sterile cotton ball.
Seeing Qin Lang's posture, Wu Wenxiang asked, "Little Qin, are you going to give my mother acupuncture?"
Wu Wenxiang also knew about acupuncture, but he didn't believe in it. He always felt that western medicine was the only way to cure the disease.
"It's not as simple as acupuncture." Qin Lang shook his head, took out a small jade bottle, and dipped the tip of the silver needle in it. Before Wu Wenxiang could see it clearly, he saw Qin Lang suddenly take out his hand and insert the needle into the area near Granny Yan's knee.
"Ouch —"
Granny Yan couldn't help but cry out in pain. Wu Wenxiang was worried that Qin Lang, the quack, would make a problem for his mother. Suddenly, he found that Granny Yan's frown gradually stretched out, and then turned into surprise and surprise. She looked at the silver needle in her foot in disbelief. "Little Qin, your needle is really amazing. How come my left leg doesn't hurt at all? I've done acupuncture before, but it's not so amazing! "
"There are a lot of swindlers these days." Qin Lang shook his head. "A formal Chinese medicine practitioner takes three years of apprenticeship and ten years to pass on his skills. How dare he give prescriptions to people easily? His reputation might be smashed. Unlike now, people can get the title of acupuncture and physical therapist just by spending money to study in medical school for a few months. Can you learn this skill well? "
"Yes, yes. Little Qin, what you said is reasonable. "Granny Yan nodded repeatedly." Then could you please give me a needle on this leg? "
"Okay." Qin Lang nodded. "I'll do it on the other leg right away."
Qin Lang took out another silver needle and dipped it into the jade bottle. Wu Wenxiang couldn't help asking, "Little Qin, what is this thing you dipped into? Is it some kind of medicine? "
"You don't know." Qin Lang said frankly with assurance, "It's the toxin of bee venom, and it's the venom of the 'Killer Bee' unique to the virgin forest of Yunhai Province."
"Killer Bee!" Wu Wenxiang was shocked. "You … What do you mean?"
"Mayor Wu, why are you so surprised?" Qin Lang looked at Wu Wenxiang's fuss and explained, "Killer Bee is just a common name. The bee venom is very powerful. In Chinese medicine, there is a very primitive ecological therapy called 'Bee Venom Therapy.' It has a miraculous effect on rheumatoid arthritis, gout, and other symptoms. You don't know medicine, so don't make a fuss."
"That's right … Wenxiang, you should read more books when you have time. Don't drink all day!" Granny Yan scolded her son. In her opinion, after Qin Lang's two needles, the rheumatoid pain that had troubled him for years immediately disappeared. It was not an exaggeration to call him a divine doctor!
Therefore, the more she looked at Qin Lang, the more she liked him.
However, in Qin Lang's opinion, Wu Wenxiang was still a filial son. Generally speaking, such a person was not a wicked person. In the Han Dynasty, filial piety was the rule of the world. Officials were selected through the method of 'filial piety and honesty', and the character of the officials was the top priority.
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If an official could not even care about his own mother, how could the people expect him to love the people as his own children? Wasn't that just pure nonsense?
In less than ten minutes, Granny Yan's rheumatoid pain had completely disappeared.
When Qin Lang withdrew the needles, Granny Yan tried to stand up from the wheelchair. At this time, she was surprised to find that her legs did not hurt at all. The old illness that had troubled her for years seemed to have disappeared. She felt as if she had recovered.
"Little Qin, Doctor Qin, you are so amazing!" Granny Yan said excitedly, "This rheumatoid pain has been bothering me for almost twenty years. It's so painful that I can't even stand up unless it's windy, rainy, or the weather changes. Alas, it's all thanks to your miraculous hands! Doctor Qin, in my opinion, your skills are much better than most of the doctors in Summer City.
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