Super Student's Three-realms Army

Hearing that, Zhou Qiangdong was shocked.    

He could not help but blurt out.    

The reason why Zhou Qiangdong was acting so haughtily was because of this.    

The reason was not because of what Zhang Xiaofann said.    

Everything was so right.    

There was actually nothing wrong with it!    

All of the symptoms were exactly the same!    

He had heard that Chinese medicine was different from western medicine.    

If it was Western medicine, they wanted to determine the illness of a patient.    

Generally, this happened after a simple consultation.    

Have the patient draw blood, take a film and do a series of clinical tests.    

Corresponding data were obtained from these clinical examinations.    

And then, in the right place, in the right place, in the right place.    

But in contrast to western medicine so dependent on external objects, Chinese medicine for patient consultation.    

The most important thing was to rely on one's own experience as well as one's medical skills.    

Through the four diagnosis methods of traditional Chinese medicine, "hope", "smell", "ask", "cut".    

to judge the patient's condition, and thus to prescribe the right medicine.    

Previously, Zhou Qiangdong wasn't the same either. He had never experienced this Chinese medical Pulse Cutting technique and was asking for a diagnosis.    

However, the so-called Chinese medicine that Zhou Qiangdong saw.    

Most of them were people who sought fame and reputation.    

He simply could not learn it. The essence of the four diagnosis methods of traditional Chinese medicine was here.    

At most, he would only learn a little bit of the basics.    

It had a shape, but it had nothing to it.    

But now, Zhou Qiangdong saw that Zhang Xiaofann was only a face-to-face meeting.    

After looking at his eyes for a moment.    

He could easily and accurately determine his illness with a single glance.    

Through this method, he was able to maintain a calm and confident attitude.    

It also caused Zhou Qiangdong's impression of Zhang Xiaofann to become better and better.    

In his heart, he couldn't help but to think highly of the other party.    

With Zhang Xiaofann, other than the younger generation, there was nothing else to fear.    

Originally, in the middle of the first week, he had just recommended Zhang Xiaofann to him.    

From Zhou Qiangdong's personal point of view.    

Even though he felt filial piety towards his own son, he was still rather touched.    

However, tell me the truth.    

He did not have much hope for Zhang Xiaofann's path.    

It was just that it wouldn't be good to dampen his son's enthusiasm.    

And this filial piety.    

Simply put, it was a matter of life and death!    

However, Zhou Qiangdong was seeing it right now.    

This Zhang Xiaofann only took one look.    

It would be easy for him to tell what his condition was.    

This also made Zhou Qiangdong's eyes light up.    

A seed of hope quickly sprouted in his heart.    

As the saying goes, better to die than to live.    

Usually, the more powerful and wealthy a person was, the more they feared death.    

As the saying goes, death is like extinguishing a lamp.    

Wealth, fame, status, power.    

All of this was an external object that could not be brought into life or taken away.    

If you are alive, then these worldly possessions will have meaning.    

If you lie down in the coffin.    

These things were not even comparable to scrap paper!    

The reason Zhou Qiangdong was so open-minded and open was because of that.    

The main reason was still because of him.    

He also knew that his illness was about to reach the advanced stage of lung cancer.    

The amount of time left for Zhou Qiangdong could be counted on one hand.    

It could be said that in one day, there would be one less.