Ultimate Village Doctor

After the kitchen was done, Liu Hao brought Liu Yan out of the kitchen and into the restaurant.

When they got to the second floor, they turned into an office that was decorated extravagantly. A middle-aged man in a suit was sitting there drinking tea.

"Eighth Lord, I've brought him. He just went to the kitchen. Master Li is very satisfied." Liu Hao had a smile on his face as he pulled Liu Yan to the sofa.

"Boss Liu, this is Eighth Lord. He is also my boss." Liu Hao introduced them.

"Good morning, Eighth Lord." Liu Yan quickly greeted him and stole a glance at the Eighth Lord. He was a well-dressed, middle-aged man. He was slim, wore a suit, and had quite the imposing air about him.

"Alright, take a seat. As long as Master Li is satisfied. Liu Hao, help me get the contract and put it on the table." The Eighth Lord nodded, then smiled warmly.

As Liu Hao went to get the contract, Eighth Elder showed it to Liu Yan and introduced it to him: "Previously, Liu Hao brought a few dishes from your restaurant. I tried it and it really made the person who drank it feel a lot more comfortable, especially the Fire Grass Cold Chicken Soup. "Damn it, it's even more effective than medicine!"

Liu Yan couldn't hold back his laughter and said, "These are the secret formulas passed down by my ancestors. According to my grandfather, my ancestors served in the palace before, so these secret formulas might have been passed down from the palace."

The Eighth Lord smiled in satisfaction, "No wonder the effect is so good, this is the real thing. Honestly speaking, I've traveled far and wide for so many years, and I've also eaten a lot of delicacies. This is the first time I've tried this kind of food, and if it is promoted, it will be able to take over the market in just three to five years, making it a well-known brand within ten years."

Liu Yan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said, "Eighth master, I don't have such a big idea. I just want to take one step at a time, and if my business is good, then I'll open a chain store. It probably won't be possible, because before my grandfather died, he told me that this was the fate of our family.

"Root, can't be left outside."

"Hur hur, really?" Eighth Lord smiled, but he couldn't tell what he meant.

Liu Yan did not dare to say too much and looked at the contract. If the two of them were to work together, then Wan Hao Inn would need Liu Yan to provide the medicinal packs for their meals according to the needs of the restaurant. As for the exact amount of the transaction, there were still many empty entries left behind, but Liu Yan noticed one that made him feel uneasy.

It was written that the food safety of medicinal food was handled by Liu Yan. If the guests in the restaurant encountered any complaints or problems related to their health, then Liu Yan would be the one to bear the consequences. This was a little too overbearing.

Liu Yan pointed it out and showed it to him while saying, "If it's from my store, then naturally I will be responsible, because from cooking to the guests eating, it's all in my shop, but I only provide medicine packs, and I also need to add other ingredients to the cooking. The main cooking process is also in your hotel, and if food safety occurs, then I feel that I need to investigate the responsibility clearly before it can be divided, and it can't be assumed by me as a whole."

After he finished speaking, Liu Yan's heart began beating wildly. Eighth Lord was no ordinary person. If he spoke to him in such a manner, he didn't know whether or not this would make him unhappy or not.

"Are you not confident in your medicinal cuisine?" Eighth Lord asked?

"No, no, I am very confident. I am worried that there will be other problems during the cooking. After all, I was not present." Liu Yan admitted honestly.

Eighth Lord nodded his head, "Mm, okay, it was an oversight on our side. Don't take offense, this is just a drafting. If you have any questions, just ask them. We'll solve it now. Just go and meet up with Liu Hao later."

Liu Yan let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He shook his head and said, "There are no other problems."

Alright, you can confirm the contract with Liu Hao later. Liu Hao, I'll leave the matter of the contract to you.

He said: "Boss, actually, Boss Liu is also a Chinese doctor, his medical skills are quite good. Last time, the two brothers were injured so they didn't go to the hospital, and he helped them prescribe medicine. Those two brothers' wounds healed very quickly, even faster than when they went to the hospital.

"You're also a Chinese doctor?" Eighth Lord was surprised, then laughed, "I see that you are still young, how much have you learned? Have you seen a patient? "

"I have!" I've learned everything my grandfather taught me! " Perhaps this was a good opportunity for him to build up a good relationship with the Eighth Lord, so he immediately said, "Last winter, I was introduced by someone to treat Director Huang's father. His father was originally bedridden for more than half a year, but now he is able to leave his bed and walk."

"Oh? "Also, don't fool me. Huang Changjiang and I are old friends. We can learn about it at any time." The Eighth Lord smiled.

"Of course I wouldn't lie to you." Liu Yan quickly nodded his head. Actually, Old Master Huang was already able to get off the bed and walk around a few years ago.

The Eighth Lord said, "Sure, take a look at this. This leg was injured a few years ago, and it wasn't fully healed due to the condition. Even after several surgeries, it's still a cripple."

He rolled up his trousers to reveal a skinny calf with many scars. A palm-length suture scar was especially obvious, and his muscles were shriveled. His skin was covered with some greyish black spots.

Liu Yan's eyes suddenly focused. At first glance, it looked like an old man's leg. However, in a moment of thought, several illnesses appeared in his mind.

Liu Yan stretched out his hand to feel, and found that the muscles on Eighth Lord's leg didn't have the slightest elasticity, just like cotton wool. Liu Yan found that the muscles here were not active at all, and there was only something similar to dead gas that accumulated within them.

Liu Yan was silent for a moment. Through the reaction of his anger, he was able to determine the condition of the injury on Eighth Lord's leg. He became even more silent. Lowering his head, he found it impossible to remain calm.

In ancient times, generals who went out to battle were bathed in blood while fighting on the battlefield. Their bodies were attacked by dead qi and blood, which would form a kind of blood mist in their bodies over time, which would cause great harm to their bodies.

However, how could the blood miasma be so serious on the eighth lord's legs? The only way to create such an effect was if the Eighth Lord had crawled out from a pile of corpses. It was only because of his injured leg and the blood poison that he was unable to treat it.

"Boss Liu, how was it?" The Eighth Lord asked.

Liu Yan raised his head, squeezed out a smile and asked, "Eighth Lord, were you a soldier before? "I've been to the battlefield, experienced life and death."

The Eighth Lord was surprised and asked with a smile, "Why do you say that?"

After a person dies, their body will emit a kind of death aura that will mix with their blood and form a poison. We are called blood poison, and the blood poison will accumulate in your injured leg for a long time and will form a blood mist. The blood mist is very scary, and it will consume a person's life force.

"Ha ha!" He looked at Liu Hao, then looked at Liu Yan and said, "Although you sound weird, but I've seen so many doctors, this is the first time I've heard of this theory of yours."

"I think I'm right." Liu Yan was extremely confident.

The Eighth Lord nodded and gave him a thumbs up, his face filled with admiration. "You're right. A few years ago, I was fighting for my life in Southeast Asia. I had a narrow escape, but then my leg was broken. I guess it was because of that time."

Southeast Asia? In Liu Yan's mind, a picture of a regional armed forces appeared. Those places were not as peaceful and stable as the country, there were many non-governmental armed forces there, there was a lot of war, and there was also social chaos. Furthermore, that place in Southeast Asia had the highest crime rate, so he had a bad premonition right now.

"I never thought that the Eighth Lord would have such a legendary story." Liu Yan laughed dryly.

"Boss Liu, can you treat it?" If you can do it, Lord Eighth will definitely not mistreat you. " Liu Hao hurriedly said.

Liu Yan nodded and said, "I have a plan, but it will take a long time. It will probably take more than a week. I need to make some preparations."

Eighth Lord said, "Tell me how to treat it first."

"Release the blood and air. I will use acupuncture to force the blood mist out of my leg."

"It's that simple?" Eighth Lord frowned.

"It sounds simple, but it's very difficult to achieve. If it was within the country, I don't know how many people could have mastered this method." The Eighth Lord seemed very cautious, and he himself was very serious about it as well. This could only be accomplished through the use of his medical skills in the Art of Life.

"What a confident young man." The Eighth Lord praised, then nodded, "Liu Hao introduced you. You helped heal Huang Changjiang's father, so I have no reason not to believe you. When you're ready, tell Liu Hao that I'll leave this leg to you."

"Alright."

After leaving the office, Liu Hao wrapped his arm around Liu Yan's shoulder as he walked down the stairs. He whispered, "I knew that the boss had been doing this in Southeast Asia before. I didn't expect that his experience would be so exciting …"

"I feel a little dangerous." Liu Yan smiled stiffly.

"Don't worry, Eighth Lord is very reasonable. Besides, there's me." Liu Hao laughed and patted his shoulder.

Walking back to the store, Liu Yan lowered his head in thought. The experience of the Eighth Lord was very complicated, and he was also the boss of Gu Xing County. He really didn't know if it was a blessing to be friends with such a person.

Since he had to prepare medicine for the Eighth Lord, Liu Yan went back to the store. He busied himself until the afternoon before going out to the pharmacy to buy medicine ingredients.

In the evening, after the sample preparation in the store, Liu Hao drove a car over and treated Liu Yan to a midnight snack.

The weather began to get warm and the night market started to bustle with activity. Along the river, there were six or seven stalls and they were bustling with noise and excitement.

After sitting down, Liu Yan felt something strange. There were quite a few youngsters eating supper here. From the sounds of drinking and talking, it seemed that they were all hoodlums.

"It's just a bunch of bastards. I know who they are with, they can't even get on stage." When he questioned Liu Hao, he gave him the correct answer.

"Is the county so chaotic?" Liu Yan sighed.

"It's not that messy, but the control system is still very strict. There are very few things to cause trouble for, and these people won't be able to make the weather. Do you know why they are called scum?" "Rotten, it's just rotten mud that can't support a wall." Liu Hao did not hide his ridicule at all.

Liu Yan smiled. Doesn't that mean that Liu Hao's group was truly the ones who did 'big things'? Wouldn't that be even more dangerous?

"Brother Hao, what do you think these people live on? Do you have money coming from eating, drinking and playing everyday? " Liu Yan asked tentatively.

"You can find ways to earn money that you can't think of in them." Liu Hao smiled mysteriously and looked at the group of people as he slowly spoke: "There are people who gamble, and there are also people who take care of things. There are people who make money, and when you have money, you eat and drink it all, and you're free to do whatever you want. When you don't have money, you borrow money, and when you can't, you take risks.