Chapter 11

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Just as the meeting room was in an uproar, a beautiful girl walked in through the side door. The moment she saw Mo Zhitao standing up, she excitedly pointed at him and called out, "Mom, I found the doctor, it's him."

Seeing this scene, Chen Dachao was also excited.

"Miss, did Mo Zhitao harass you? If so, you should bravely report him, and we will immediately take him to the police station. Director Wang, look, another girl has been harassed by Mo Zhitao. Sigh, people who think they are as handsome as me should not act recklessly. We have to deal with them. Still, our Dean Lin is wise and brave; his decision is very correct." Chen Dachao felt a bit sorry in his heart that such a beautiful girl was harassed by Mo Zhitao. Why wasn't it him who harassed this beauty?

Mo Zhitao recognized this beauty; she was the one he had peeked under the skirt of on the bus last time.

No way, did she bring her mother to confront him? Mo Zhitao clearly heard the beauty calling out, "Mom, I found the doctor." Thinking about this, Mo Zhitao turned to leave quickly, as sometimes some things are hard to explain.

Seeing Mo Zhitao trying to escape through the back door, Chen Dachao wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. He immediately jumped onto the table and rushed towards Mo Zhitao, "Mo Zhitao, where are you running?"

Chen Dachao was not tall, and he looked like a clown running on the meeting table. Suddenly, he stepped on the umbrella Yu Meijing had placed on the table, slipped, and fell forward.

*Thud.*

Chen Dachao fell and hit Shen Shiliu's chest, his head bouncing a couple of times.

"Ah!" Shen Shiliu jumped up as if she had been electrocuted and pushed Chen Dachao forward with both hands.

*Thud, thud, thud.* Chen Dachao, who was not heavy, was pushed into a chair and clutched his swollen forehead, crying out in pain.

"Ah, it hurts so much."

Lin Xiaoyong didn't expect such an accident to happen. He scowled and shouted, "Mo Zhitao, where are you going?"

Jiang Huaheng and the others also ran over to block Mo Zhitao.

"I, I suddenly need to go to the bathroom. What's wrong, can't I go to the bathroom?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Jiang Huaheng, you help me watch him." Chen Dachao got up from the ground, thinking of showing off in front of Lin Xiaoyong. He didn't expect such a small accident to happen.

"Ouch, ouch, my chest hurts so much." Shen Shiliu alternated between holding her left and right chest, almost like she was pleasuring herself, but it was unclear which side Chen Dachao had hit.

Seeing his lover in such a state, Lin Xiaoyong felt a pang of pain. Just as he was about to get angry, he suddenly saw a fashionably dressed woman enter. Lin Xiaoyong's forehead broke out in a sweat as he realized something.

He hurriedly ran over and whispered, "Madam, are you Mrs. He?"

Oh no, Mo Zhitao has doomed me. He recognized the woman as the wife of the district party secretary, He Huaming, and the girl calling her "Mom" must be He Huaming's daughter.

Damn it, why did Mo Zhitao have to harass the daughter of Secretary He Huaming? He Huaming is always afraid of his wife; he will surely take out his anger on me.

"Do you know me?" The woman was indeed the wife of the district party secretary, He Huaming, Han Lifang.

"I once saw Secretary He with you." Lin Xiaoyong bowed.

"Mrs. He, I am Lin Xiaoyong, the dean here. What brings you here? I will handle it immediately."

"It's like this, my daughter, He Shiyu, is not feeling well and wants to see a doctor in your hospital." Han Lifang glanced at Mo Zhitao.

Lin Xiaoyong was secretly delighted; this was a good opportunity to show his worth.

"Mrs. He, rest assured. Our doctors are very skilled and will definitely satisfy you. Director Jiang, please come and treat Miss He." Jiang Huaheng is the head of the internal medicine department and a very capable doctor at the People's Hospital.

"Mom, I don't want him to see me, I want him to see me." He Shiyu pointed at Mo Zhitao.

Scary, if you wanted me to treat you, you should have said so earlier. I thought you came to catch a harasser. Mo Zhitao thought to himself.

"I have no problem treating you. Director Wang, you can witness my skills." Mo Zhitao wanted to use this opportunity to prove his medical skills to the hospital.

Lin Xiaoyong panicked. Others might not know about Mo Zhitao's skills, but he did. Mo Zhitao had once turned a minor cold into a severe one, and it was only Jiang Huaheng who managed to cure it. Otherwise, the patient's family would have torn the hospital apart.

"Miss He, let's have Director Jiang see you. He is a chief physician and very skilled." Lin Xiaoyong said.

"This Director Jiang has already seen me, but he couldn't cure me." He Shiyu shook her head.

A few days ago, she had come to see Mo Zhitao, but he wasn't there, so she had Jiang Huaheng see her. However, after taking the medicine for two days, there was no improvement.

He Shiyu had seen many doctors before, and they all said her condition was difficult to cure, as it had started in childhood.

"Sigh, well, Miss He, I said I could cure your illness last time, but the dean didn't let me see you. I'll leave now." Mo Zhitao pretended to walk out, now that he knew she was here for treatment, not to catch a harasser.

"Wait, don't go." He Shiyu had never seen a doctor like this before. He could diagnose her condition just by feeling her pulse.

Moreover, Mo Zhitao said he could cure her. How could she let him go? Her asthma had been severe lately, and she hadn't slept well for days. He Shiyu was breathing heavily and looked very distressed.

Han Lifang was worried and quickly supported He Shiyu, "Shiyu, what's wrong? Dean Lin, if you don't let this doctor see her, can you guarantee that you can cure my daughter's illness?"

"I, I..." Lin Xiaoyong hesitated and turned to Jiang Huaheng, "Director Jiang, can you cure her?"

"I, I..." Jiang Huaheng was also hesitant. He had seen He Shiyu before, and it was a long-term condition that he couldn't cure.

He thought He Shiyu was just an ordinary person, so he prescribed expensive medicine to earn some money, not expecting her to have such a significant background.

Seeing Jiang Huaheng's hesitation, Lin Xiaoyong looked at Mo Zhitao, "Mo Zhitao, can you cure Miss He's illness? If you can't, you'll be in trouble."

Lin Xiaoyong kept winking at Mo Zhitao. Normally, he wouldn't care about Mo Zhitao's life, but now it was the daughter of the district party secretary, which was no laughing matter.

"I can cure her." Mo Zhitao nodded.

"Doctor Mo, please see the patient." Wang Mengxin said.

"Sorry, just now Chen Dachao said my skills were questionable. I want to ask, if I cure Miss He's illness, will Chen Dachao apologize to me?" Mo Zhitao asked.

Chen Dachao was about to argue, but Wang Mengxin interjected, "If you can cure Miss He's illness, Deputy Dean Chen should apologize to you."

Wang Mengxin had heard Lin Xiaoyong introduce Jiang Huaheng as the best doctor at the People's Hospital. If Mo Zhitao could cure a condition that the best doctor couldn't, his skills were undoubtedly good.

"Since Director Wang has said so, I'll give you face. Miss He, please follow me." Mo Zhitao saw that He Shiyu was breathing heavily and quickly took out his acupuncture needles. He swiftly inserted them into the Feishu points on her back and then quickly removed them. The people around only saw him insert and remove the needles, a smooth and graceful movement that, combined with his handsome appearance, made him look very suave.

After Mo Zhitao removed the needles, He Shiyu's breathing returned to normal.

"You, you really have some skills." Han Lifang was secretly delighted.

She had been worried that Mo Zhitao, being so young, might not be able to treat her daughter, especially since her daughter mentioned that he used acupuncture, which made her even more uneasy. Generally, a doctor needs at least ten to twenty years of experience to have such skills.

Wang Mengxin also nodded in approval. An expert's skills were evident.

Wang Mengxin was also a medical student, but she specialized in Western medicine.

A condition like He Shiyu's was difficult to treat, but Mo Zhitao's acupuncture had quickly alleviated her suffering, which required considerable skill.

Feeling a bit uncomfortable under Wang Mengxin's gaze, Mo Zhitao cleared his throat, "Let's go to the treatment room."

The meeting was over, and some curious people followed to see how Mo Zhitao would treat He Shiyu.

Han Lifang, supporting He Shiyu, asked Mo Zhitao, "Doctor Mo, what is my daughter's condition, and how long will it take to cure her?"

"After I give her acupuncture, she should be fine after taking seven days of Chinese medicine." Mo Zhitao thought for a moment and said.

"Really?" Han Lifang was delighted. Her daughter's illness had been a constant worry. If Mo Zhitao could cure her, her daughter would no longer suffer. "Really, just seven days?"

"Anyway, it will take a few days. Whether it's true or not, you can verify it." Mo Zhitao thought about calling Mr. Wu the next day to collect the money. Money isn't everything, but without it, nothing is possible in this world.

"Doctor Mo, I want to ask, what is the cause of Miss He's illness, and how do you plan to cure her?" Wang Mengxin asked Mo Zhitao.

She was very interested in medicine but had to enter the health bureau and run for deputy director due to her family's wishes.

Mo Zhitao said, "Last time I took Miss He's pulse, I estimated that her weak constitution as a child led to a prolonged cold and cough, which depleted her lung qi, leading to phlegm and fluid retention. I plan to use acupuncture and Chinese medicine to cure her."

Mo Zhitao had an idea. He could use this opportunity to get closer to Wang Mengxin and learn about the current situation with the Wang and Cheng families.

Although he was annoyed that Wang Mengxin had a boyfriend, he had to pretend to be friendly to her to investigate the cause of his death.

"Did you study traditional Chinese medicine? How long have you been practicing acupuncture?" Wang Mengxin asked with interest.

"I studied traditional Chinese medicine and have been interested in it since I was young. I have been practicing for a long time." Mo Zhitao wouldn't tell anyone about his unusual experience.

The soul of Cheng Zhifeng had entered Mo Zhitao's body, a bizarre event that only happened in ghost stories. No one would believe him, and he would likely be sent to a mental hospital.

Mo Zhitao knew this was an opportunity. Lin Xiaoyong was fawning over He Shiyu's mother, who was not an ordinary person. If he could cure He Shiyu, it would be a living advertisement and a good chance to strengthen himself.

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