Lan Dong looked at Chen He, "I don't know if there is any grudge between you, but this matter may cause an uproar. You are on the verge of the storm now. If there is a slight disturbance, it may cause a stigma. Why bother? If you don't want to show it to him, I'll drive them away now."

"No, I'm short of money now. Guanghua Hospital consumes a lot of money every day. If you have this 1 billion US dollars, it's enough to last a while."

Lan Dong didn't expect that Chen He wanted to invest the money into the operation of Guanghua Hospital.

"So that's what you think. Since that's the case, I'll make arrangements."

Chen He is very satisfied with Lan Dong's attitude. You can question it, but if I explain it clearly, you must do it. This is the quality that an excellent subordinate should possess.

Although Murakami Ono was not satisfied, in order to make it out of the illness, he still signed the check obediently and kept queuing behind.

It was not until noon that it was his turn. When Murakami Ono walked in, there was no trace of harshness on his face.

"Doctor Chen, I am really sorry. I apologize to you for my previous attitude. I hope you can help me relieve my pain. Thank you so much."

"I have handed the check to your colleague just now, $1 billion, not a penny."

For the sake of money, Chen He finally smiled at him, "Mr. Murakami, why be so polite? Since everything is in place, I have nothing to say. I will treat Mr. Murakami immediately. Moreover, on behalf of all the patients, I would like to express my enthusiasm to Mr. Murakami."

Ono Murakami's face turned pale in an instant. That was $1 billion. Although he had just received $10 billion, the money was not all his.

After breaking up with those greedy guys, it fell into his hands, only about half of it, and then one fifth of it went.

It's fake to say you don't feel sorry for it.

However, for him, money is really just a number. After he goes back this time, he will resign from his position as president, use the money to enjoy the rest of his life and be a happy rich man.

"Mr. Shen, when will we start?"

"Start now, you can lie down and let me take your pulse."

This time, Chen He took his pulse very slowly, and his face looked a little solemn.

"Mr. Chen, how is my condition?"

When he mentioned his professionalism, Chen He immediately changed his serious expression, "Mr. Murakami, I won't hide it from you. Your abdominal pain is actually a wrong feeling."

Murakami Ono widened his eyes, "What do you mean? I obviously have abdominal pain."

"No, listen to my explanation, why I say this is a wrong feeling, because you have changed into a neurologic disorder now."

Murakami Ono was in a fog when he heard it, as if the disease he had was a neurological disease.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Chen He explained, "Although you feel that your stomach hurts, it's not like this at all. The real illness of you lies in the head. In other words, you have a headache, not a stomachache. The reason why you feel wrong is because your nervous system has disorders, which causes the signal to emit pain and is decoded incorrectly."

Ono Murakami was a little unbelievable, "Mr. Chen, it's not that I doubt your medical skills, but what you just said was too absurd. If this is true, why didn't so many doctors check it out?"

Chen He didn't care, "I believe that you must have found many famous doctors to diagnose you. They may consider the problem, not necessarily in the abdomen, but they have no idea where it is, because they do not understand the theory of the five elements."

"Five Elements? What are the Five Elements?"

Chen He smiled bitterly, "For a foreigner, it is impossible to understand the five elements. I don't have time to explain so much to you. In short, this is a very special and extremely rare disease. If you believe me, I want to do an experiment and you will understand it soon."

At this point, Murakami Ono can only choose to believe in Chen He.

"Mr. Chen, I totally believe in you, please."

Chen He took out a hammer, and Murakami Ono's bodyguard immediately showed his vigilance.

"Mr. Murakami, in order to prove that what I said is true, I will use this hammer to hit your head. At this time, your pain must be on your stomach."

Murakami Ono looked at Hammer and couldn't help swallowing. If Chen He wanted to harm him now, wouldn't he beat him to death with one hammer?

Chen He knew what he was worried about and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Mr. Murakami, we have no grudges, no grudges. I don't seem to have any reason to be against you, and it's still in front of everyone."

"Mr. Chen, don't think too much, let's start."

Chen He picked up the hammer and smashed it on Murakami Ono's head.

Murakami Ono immediately felt that his stomach hurt so much, just like when he had an illness before.

"It hurts, my stomach hurts very much."

Murakami Ono's bodyguards and assistants were all dumbfounded. They didn't expect that what Chen He said was true.

Looking at Chen He, there was a hint of admiration.

"Okay, next, let me punch you."

Without waiting for Murakami Ono to respond, Chen He waved his fist and punched Murakami Ono's belly.

Murakami Ono hugged his head in pain and shouted, "It hurts so much, I have a headache."

Murakami Ono's assistant couldn't help but give out his thumbs up, "Doctor Chen, your medical skills are really amazing."

Chen He curled his lips, "Murakami, you are an old turtle, these two moves will teach you a long lesson. Don't be so crazy in China in the future."

"Since you believe it now, I will start treatment next."

Murakami could not wait any longer, and he believed more and more that only Chen He could cure him.

"Mr. Chen, please."

"plz follow me."

Without saying a word, Chen He took Murakami Ono to a room, which is a bit like a public bathhouse.

There are shower equipment such as spray heads next to it, and there is a large pool in the middle, which is filled with sand.

"Mr. Murakami, this is the medicine steaming room I made for you. Don't underestimate these sands. I have been smoking herbs for 72 hours. You are lying down now."

Murakami Ono had never tried such a strange treatment method. He had lost all his clothes and left only the lollipop cloth. According to Chen He's request, he lay in the pit dug in advance.

Chen He buried him again with a shovel, and then lit firewood below.

Soon, a stream of heat came out, and Murakami Ono was like a real old turtle, steamed in a steamer.

"Mr. Murakami, how do you feel?"

"It's a little hot, but it's very comfortable. I sweat out every pore in my body now."

Chen He nodded, "That proves that the effect of the medicine is working, hold on."

"Mr. Chen, how long will I be here?"

"It will take at least six hours. Don't worry, I will prepare a wonderful show for you."

A row of program lists appeared on the TV next to it, including mine wars, tunnel wars, and a hundred regiment wars...

Murakami Ono is a Huaxiatong, and of course he knows the content of these movies.

"Mr. Chen, I think I'll just lie here quietly and think about the problem."

"Whatever you want, I'll go and do it first. If you have something to do, let them find me."

After leaving the pharmacy room, He Tian and Lan Dong stretched out their thumbs together.

"Chen He, your ability to slap people is so eye-catching."

Chen He snorted coldly, "He Tian, ​​you are here to stare at him and give him a patriotic education."

"Hehe, I'm good at this, so I'll tell him the origin of the Diaoyu Islands."
Chapter completed!