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Zhao Feiyang said: "I don't think it is appropriate for Pei Lin to enter the leadership of the big health industry."

Tang Jinglun laughed loudly: "You want to avoid suspicion, it doesn't matter, we will not avoid relatives when we recommend talents." He had long expected that Zhao Feiyang would object.

Zhao Feiyang said bluntly: "I don't think she has the ability to take charge of the work you arranged."

Tang Jinglun smiled and said, "You mean there is something wrong with my vision."

Zhao Feiyang said: "That's not what I meant. I know her very well. Her way of dealing with people is not good enough. If she is allowed to hold this position, I am worried that it will affect the overall business development in the future."

Tang Jinglun said: "Feiyang, are you worried that I want to use Pei Lin to contain you?"

"I haven't thought about it." Even if Zhao Feiyang had thought about it, he would not admit it to his face.

Tang Jinglun said: "Since you said that, I have to forget it, but in this case, my god-sister may be disappointed."

Zhao Feiyang did not expect that this matter would go so smoothly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, I will explain it clearly to her."

Tang Jinglun said: "By the way, how is the progress of the project at the joint-stock hospital?"

Zhao Feiyang said: "It has entered the foundation stage."

"Okay, Feiyang, you go back and prepare. The health care hospital must start construction as soon as possible. This project will be the top priority of the group's construction next year."

Zhao Feiyang had an ominous premonition that the construction progress in Dongzhou was likely to be affected. What kind of medicine was sold in Tang Jinglun's gourd? He is very aware of Huanian's current financial situation. Tang Jinglun's move means a strategic shift in the company's operations and a shift in investment focus.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Xu Chunliang arrived at the parking lot of Dongzhou Hotel five minutes early. A clean Buick business car was parked there. The driver was waiting in front of the car. Secretary Zhou and Secretary Zhang Song arrived on time. He was a A person with a strong sense of time.

After getting in the car, Secretary Zhou looked at his watch. He was wearing an ordinary Seagull watch. Fortunately it was winter, otherwise Xu Chunliang's Daytona would have looked a bit eye-catching, but it didn't matter. His watch was too small and the watch It was also given to him by his father.

Zhang Song then told the driver the address, and the driver drove them to their destination.

Secretary Zhou smiled at Xu Chunliang and said: "Xiao Xu, don't have any psychological pressure. This old friend of mine suffered from facial paralysis two years ago and did not recover well. He visited famous doctors in the capital and tried both Chinese and Western medicine. You Just try your best." He had hope for Xu Chunliang, but it was not too high. After all, the medical resources in Beijing were much stronger than those in Dongzhou.

Huichun Tang is a golden brand in Dongzhou, but it has little reputation in the capital. Secretary Zhou decided to recommend Xu Chunliang to his friend, mainly because he had personally experienced Xu Chunliang's techniques.

Xu Chunliang didn't feel any pressure. He knew that the person Secretary Zhou took him to meet today was either rich or noble. After driving for more than ten minutes, he came to a quiet place in the middle of the hustle and bustle. Xu Chunliang was not familiar with the road, but when he saw the door The security guard knew that this place was not accessible to ordinary people.

Secretary Zhou fulfilled the appointment, and Secretary Zhang Song went down to complete the formalities. After a while, they saw a tall and tall soldier coming to greet them, and then their car entered the community.

The soldier drove a military off-road vehicle to lead the way, and the Buick followed slowly.

Xu Chunliang found that even Secretary Zhou's breathing had become softer. He stopped talking and looked out the window.

The car stopped in front of a small red building surrounded by green trees. Secretary Zhou asked Zhang Song and the driver to wait in the car, and took Xu Chunliang into the courtyard. It was an ordinary two-story building with a large courtyard. An old man was playing Wuqinxi in the yard.

Secretary Zhou glanced at the old man and did not dare to disturb him. He followed the soldier and continued walking into the small building.

When they were almost in front of the door, the door opened, and a tall middle-aged man came out and said with a smile: "Yifeng is here!"

Secretary Zhou smiled warmly with a hint of reserve: "Brother Changyuan's style remains the same!"

The two shook hands, and Xu Chunliang noticed that the man stretched out a hand, and Secretary Zhou's was both hands. It seemed that the relationship between the two was not just an old friend as Secretary Zhou said.

Secretary Zhou introduced Xu Chunliang next to him to the man: "This is Xu Chunliang from our Dongzhou Huichun Hall, this..."

The middle-aged man said first: "My surname is Ye, hello Mr. Xu." He took the initiative to extend his hand.

Xu Chunliang shook hands with Ye Changyuan and found that the other person's facial expression was abnormal, with the left corner of his mouth drooping and his nasolabial fold becoming shallower.

Most cases of facial paralysis are caused by wind and cold attacking the facial meridians. Treatment is mainly based on dispelling cold and dredging the meridians. Acupuncture is best in the acute stage. Generally speaking, the prognosis is good, but it is not ruled out that repeated attacks may even leave serious sequelae.

Ye Changyuan is fifty-four years old this year. Because he takes good care of himself, he looks like he is in his forties. He attaches great importance to his own image, so his current appearance troubles him very much. Secretary Zhou is right. He visited famous doctors all over the country, but there was no improvement after repeated treatments. He has now gradually accepted the reality.

Since he came to help Ye Changyuan with his medical treatment, Xu Chunliang went straight to the point and offered to diagnose Ye Changyuan's pulse.

Ye Changyuan already knew the purpose of his coming in advance, so he directly handed his wrist to him.

Xu Chunliang checked Ye Changyuan's pulse. There was no abnormality in Ye Changyuan's pulse. He looked at Ye Changyuan's face and asked him to bulge. Ye Changyuan's mouth was still leaking, and he looked at Ye Changyuan's tongue coating.

Xu Chunliang said: "Mr. Ye, you don't seem to be sick."

Secretary Zhou sighed to himself, even I can see such an obvious problem, how can you say you are not sick?

Ye Changyuan said: "There is nothing wrong with my body, it's just that my face has not healed due to the wind."

Xu Chunliang shook his head and said, "It's not a matter of exposure to the wind."

"oh?"

This was the first time Ye Changyuan heard such a statement. This guy was so young and seemed to have little experience.

Secretary Zhou asked: "Isn't the diagnosis already clear?" He was actually reminding Xu Chunliang that he had seen countless famous doctors and there was no doubt about the diagnosis.

Xu Chunliang said: "Mr. Ye, what kind of treatment have you had on your face?"

Ye Changyuan said: "I have had acupuncture several times, but the effect is not obvious."

Xu Chunliang said: "I'm not talking about acupuncture."

Ye Changyuan was obviously stunned for a moment. What was this young man talking about?

Xu Chunliang said: "With all due respect, your face should be poisoned by drugs."

Ye Changyuan has completely put away his contempt at this time. He is a person who attaches great importance to maintenance, so he started injecting botulinum toxin five years ago. However, his face was not caused by botulinum toxin injection. He had been fine after so many years of injection. , he also had doubts, but after professional identification, it had nothing to do with his injection of botulinum toxin.

Xu Chunliang said: "This is also the reason why you have not recovered after several acupuncture sessions. Generally speaking, if wind and cold attack the collaterals, the method is to dispel wind and cold, relax the muscles and activate the collaterals. You can use Ephedra, Fuzi and Xixin Decoction. If wind-heat attacks the collaterals, , the method is to dispel wind, clear away heat, activate blood circulation and unblock meridians, and you can use Daqin Genji Decoction to modify it. But your facial paralysis is neither of these, so you should focus on detoxification. As long as the toxins in the body are removed, the face will return to normal immediately."

Ye Changyuan never admitted that he had received botulinum toxin from beginning to end. Seeing that he didn't speak, Secretary Zhou acquiesced, and secretly sighed that he cherished his image too much.

Xu Chunliang said: "If Mr. Ye agrees, I can give you acupuncture now."

Ye Changyuan has now realized that the young man in front of him does have some skills, so there is no harm in letting him try it. Xu Chunliang's original intention was to find a quiet room, but Ye Changyuan said that the living room would be fine.

Xu Chunliang did not first choose facial acupuncture. He took out the filiform needles and took the Waiguan point first.

Waiguan point is located on the back of the forearm, on the line between the Dangyang pool and the tip of the elbow, two inches above the transverse crease on the back of the wrist, between the ulna and the radius, belonging to the Hand Shaoyang Sanjiao meridian, do not take the Hand Jueyin pericardial meridian, which connects Yu Yangwei pulse.

The Waiguan point is a point where the eight meridians meet. It is connected with Linqi at the sharp canthus of the eyes, behind the ears, cheeks, neck and shoulders. Acupuncture at the Waiguan point can relax the muscles and activate the collaterals, clear away heat and relieve external symptoms, regulate qi and relieve pain.

After Xu Chunliang injected the needle, Ye Changyuan first felt a slight sting, and then a swelling and pain. Centered on the needle tip, this swelling and pain quickly expanded to the surroundings. The back of his hand felt as if someone was holding it hard, and this feeling was along the meridians. Extend upward to the elbow joint and downward to the back of the hand.

The filiform needle continues to penetrate deeper, and the pain almost disappears, leaving only the feeling of heat and swelling. This is the second needle feeling. It expands along the meridians to a wider and wider range, reaching downwards to the palms and fingers, and upwards to the shoulder joints.

At this time, Xu Chunliang poured his internal force into Ye Changyuan's body along the filiform needle. A strange feeling was superimposed on the second needle. Ye Changyuan thought it was pain at first, but soon realized that it was a silky coolness, a cool air. It followed the meridians of his arms directly to the acromioclavicular joint, and continued to expand along his neck.

Xu Chunliang took a three-edged needle and pierced the Guanchong point on his right hand.

Guanchong point is the well point of the Sanjiao meridian of hand Shaoyang, Guan means checkpoint, and Chong means impulse. Guanchong means that the warm water vapor from the meridians in the body of the Sanjiao meridian rushes through the surface meridians of the body, and the negative water is blocked in the body. It is located on the ulnar side of the last part of the ring finger of both hands, 0.1 inch away from the nail.

Acupuncture at Guanchong point can relieve heat and rejuvenate the mind, activate blood circulation and unblock meridians.

Xu Chunliang's stab was equivalent to opening a window in the Shaoyang Sanjiao meridian of his hand, and blood poured out from the Guanchong point.

Secretary Zhou looked on with horror, why did acupuncture still cause blood?

Ye Changyuan was calm and composed, looking at the blood droplets emerging from his ring finger, he felt that the color of the blood was obviously black. What made him even more strange was that he felt that there seemed to be heat leaking out of the body through the Guanchong point. He was like a rubber ball. This feeling of constant diarrhea made Ye Changyuan a little uneasy. If he continued like this, wouldn't something go wrong?

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