Jiang Minghao, who once served as the commander of the 707 Special Forces of South Korea, never thought that one day, he would be scolded by a young doctor at least ten years younger than him. But he also knew how serious his leg was, and if he didn't treat it, he would be disabled, but he really needed this job very much.

This time he followed Cui Zhenshan to China to take on a security mission, and he also knew that Han Ankang's medical skills were extraordinary. But when he thought, he was just a bodyguard from the Cui family and was not qualified to invite Han Ankang, a miracle doctor who had been sent by the clan leader of the four major families in South Korea, who personally took him to treat him. Unexpectedly, Han Ankang was still allowed to rely on his walking posture to see that his leg was seriously injured.

This kind of medical skills is truly magical!

Looking at Han Ankang's expression of admiration and anger, Jiang Minghao also knew that this leg was probably really serious. In fact, when there was no task to rest, he would use pain relief ointment commonly used in the army to slow down his increasingly painful knees. However, this time he was pulled out to perform a security task, which required a long time to stand and alert, which undoubtedly increased the burden on this leg.

Every time he came to China, he hid in bed and no one, secretly checking the injuries on his knees. Looking at the skin slowly changing color on his knees, he realized the seriousness of the problem. However, when he was in South Korea, he also went to the hospital for examination. First, the cost of surgery was too high, and second, it would take at least half a year to a year of rest.

For Jiang Minghao, who is counting on his salary to support his family, neither the former nor the latter could make a decision to seek medical treatment easily. At this moment, Han Ankang revealed the hidden injuries and also talked about the serious consequences of an emergency when they were carrying out a security mission. He really realized that he was wrong!

For this generous salary, hiding his illness is indeed a sign of irresponsible for him and the people he protects. He also realized that once this crisis breaks out, he may be removed from the Cui family's bodyguard team. By then, his result will be a problem, not to mention raising a family, even taking care of himself.

Seeing Han Ankang carefully checking his knees, Jiang Minghao, who had always disliked the elephant's mistake, finally said sincerely: "Doctor Han, thank you for your advice! I was wrong. Thank you very much for your help. No matter what punishment the owner of the house gave me, I will definitely repay you well if I have the chance in the future."

Just as Jiang Minghao said this, Cui Zhenshan downstairs seemed a little angry after listening to Jin Shandong's report: "Nothing! Go and treat if you are sick. Is my Cui family so unkind?"

Listening to Cui Zhenshan's angry questioning, Jin Shandong, who looked embarrassed with his head down, seemed very anxious to explain: "Head of the family, please calm down. When he was upstairs just now, Dr. Han had already taught Minghao a lesson. He already knew that he was wrong, so he asked the head of the family to give Minghao a chance to reform. When his illness is cured, he will definitely protect the head of the family more carefully."

For such pleas, Cui Zhenshan also knew that Jin Shandong and others were from the same army as Jiang Minghao, and their relationship was naturally self-evident. But when he heard the meaning of this, he seemed to think that he would fire Jiang Minghao because of this.

Cui Zhenshan undoubtedly said even more angry: "You have worked in my Cui family for a year or two. Are I such a loving person? Forget it, you should borrow what Xiao Han wants first! If you have anything to do, let's talk about it after the treatment is done."

The group of veteran generals who had not left, saw Cui Zhenshan training the bodyguards brought by this, naturally couldn't help but ask. When he heard Han Ankang's walking posture alone, he guessed that in their eyes, the very tough bodyguard had serious injuries. This was really surprising!

Until Jin Shandong explained helplessly that Jiang Minghao, who was born in a rural area in remote areas of South Korea, was originally the pillar of his family. When he served in the army, he was always an elite officer in the army. He had no backing in the army and was gradually promoted to the rank of major through military achievements. He was also considered an elite in the army with great hard work and contributions.

But in an unexpected battle, in order to cover his comrades' retreat, he was hit in the knee by an enemy sniper and finally saved his life, but he almost left the risk of amputation. Later, when the army conducted a capability assessment, because of his leg injury, the army finally made arrangements for demobilization and transfer.

Although South Korea also arranges work and pensions for demobilized officers like them. Apart from the murder skills they learned in the army, they are not suitable for the work of ordinary people in society. With the meager monthly welfare subsidies, he cannot bear the burden of life for the whole family. Later, he came to the Cui family to serve as a bodyguard by their comrades who retired in the early years.

It was precisely with this salary that the Jiang family's life was much better, and Jin Shandong knew that Jiang Minghao was a very nostalgic officer, and many soldiers who died in his missions. As long as the family conditions were not good, he would send some to the soldiers' families from the rewards that others thought were very generous.

It was a kind of responsibility as the commander, but the family had been living a tight life. Especially Jiang Minghao, a son, and he had a very serious heart disease. In order to raise the medical expenses for surgery on the child, he kept enduring a leg injury attack. When it was hurt, he took painkillers and did not dare to go to the hospital for treatment easily.

Looking at Jin Shandong's eyes talking about these things with tears, the old general present sighed that this retired officer named Jiang is still a commendable officer. He is responsible for his family and has affection and righteousness to his comrades. It is really rare in this era. Perhaps only in this peaceful era, soldiers who have experienced the test of blood and fire on the front line will have such deep affection!

Before Cui Zhenshan could speak, he admired Zhao Hu, who was tender and iron-blooded, and quickly asked the staff of the retiring house to deliver what Han Ankang needed.

The group also went upstairs to Han Ankang's room. Soon they saw that the knees had changed color. Everyone knew how painful it would be to walk like a normal person. The veteran generals also felt that the bodyguard's patience was really not ordinary!

Seeing a large group of people coming in, Han Ankang was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly took the medical device he handed over and said, "Brother Jiang, if I hadn't made a mistake, the bullet should have cracked your kneecap back then. Although the cleaning operation was performed, the surgery should not have been completely cleaned at that time, and there should still be broken bones in your knee bone.

I need to use a needle now to clean the blood stasis and pus in your knees first. Clean these up and I will take out the broken bone for you. Fortunately, I discovered it in time, and the meridians of your leg have not completely atrophy. I believe that after a period of conditioning, I should be able to recover. If you don’t object, I will start to treat you now."

Hearing that he had to be treated for a while, Jiang Minghao seemed a little nervous: "Doctor Han, how long does it take for me to recuperate with this injury?"

Before Han Ankang answered this time, Cui Zhenshan admired this bodyguard who didn't talk much but tried his best to protect him. He knew what he was worried about, but he wanted to get angry and finally held back his temper: "Boy, I know you are worried about work, but you don't take your body seriously. If you are sick, you have to treat it. Can I teach you this principle?

No matter how long you have to recuperate, is my Cui family short of your salary? What you have to do now is to cooperate with the treatment and wait until you are completely cured and continue to come back to work. If you are willing to work in the Cui family for the rest of your life, my Cui family will hire you for the rest of your life. Now you can rest assured, right?"

Looking at Cui Zhenshan's answer, Jiang Minghao, who has always only bleeding but not crying, also seemed to be a little choked: "I'm sorry, the head of the family, I was wrong!"

Knowing that it is not suitable to continue talking about this issue at this time, Han Ankang interrupted: "Brother Jiang, stop talking, I'm going to apply an injection now. You know, it will still hurt a little later. I'll get rid of the serum for you as soon as possible, and I'll have a good meal too! Let so many veteran generals in China, see that you, a South Korean veteran, treat your injuries, your level is really a bit high!"

A slightly joking sentence relieved the sad and touching atmosphere at the scene. Han Ankang took out a small but sharp needle knife from the medicine box and opened a needle knife along the place where the blood stasis gathered. Looking at the obviously discolored pus and blood clots, Han Ankang pulled up a needle that had previously stabbed to his knee.

Soon, I saw the originally motionless blood clots gushing out of the knife like fermented tofu. Looking at Jiang Minghao, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. The old generals present knew that the pain was undoubtedly very unbearable without any anesthetics. But looking at this guy's appearance, apart from sweating, he never said a word of pain from beginning to end.

When all the blood stasis was discharged, watching the red blood flow out, Han Ankang quickly stabbed the needle back. The bright red blood quickly stopped flowing out. Then it was until Han Ankang opened four needles around Jiang Minghao's knees, and put all the blood stasis on his knee that looked like a black bowl.

Seeing that all the blood clots were cleaned up, a bunch of blood-sucking cells sucking pus and blood clots were thrown into the ground. Everyone knows that this treatment seems simple, but it is extremely difficult. Especially Gu Heng, who was standing next to him, saw this superb acupuncture technique that relies on acupuncture to stop bleeding, and also lamented that Han Ankang's acupuncture technique really surpassed too many Chinese traditional Chinese medicine masters.
Chapter completed!