Persona: Devil Summoner

I seem to have heard that among the 72 demons of Solomon, some are particularly good at medical treatment. But Jiang Tianwei's impression of the 72 demons of Solomon only comes from the plot of the mobile game - and from the plot, he only remembers a demon named Barbatos who dropped a heart, and a demon named Jie Pai who was embarrassed. Naturally, he couldn't match which demon was good at medical treatment.

Fortunately, the Internet is so popular now, you can find out the answers to such questions by searching on Baidu.

(I will definitely search Baidu when I get home.)

Just as he was thinking about this, Jiang Tianwei suddenly noticed that the atmosphere became a little ambiguous.

You see, a man and a woman, alone in a room, and now neither of them is talking. The woman is concentrating on her work. It is said that serious women are the most attractive, and the boy is looking at her in silence, which is quite like the misty charm in modern poetry...

"Hello, is the doctor here?"

Then, according to universal reason, this is when the light bulb comes into play.

Then I heard an anxious voice coming from outside the door, accompanied by heavy footsteps, which sounded very urgent.

Jiang Tianwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put his random thoughts back to the past...

Suddenly, he noticed a problem...

Didn't I already have the power of the Great Monk, so I could stay absolutely rational? Why did I still feel my heart pounding? Was it that its power couldn't work in reality? But the power of the bullfighter could be used normally...

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. The shouting outside the door was getting louder and louder. Wu Jianmiao frowned, scratched her hair, and showed an impatient expression. It was obvious that she was very unhappy to be interrupted. She went out with a sullen face, and Jiang Tianwei hurriedly followed her... leaving only a confused mind.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 208: Can you be a freak doctor even if you don’t have half of your hair white?

In a hospital, there are only two situations that can be extremely chaotic: one is emergency, and the other is medical disputes.

Considering Wu Jianmiao's reputation in the entire community, it is probably impossible for a medical dispute to occur.

This is not to say that Wu Jianmiao's medical skills are superb, or that everyone admires him very much, but that he has a bad reputation and no one is willing to come here for treatment. Without patients, there will be no medical disputes!

Then, it could only be an emergency.

A middle-aged man was holding a little girl in a hurry, with worry written all over his face. The little girl in his arms looked like she had a fever, her face was unhealthily red, and she was mumbling indistinctly. Although she was wrapped in a thick blanket, it was still obvious that the little girl was very light, not skinny, but at least malnourished.

Wu Jianmiao was already immersed in the unhappiness of being interrupted in her work, so her tone was naturally not very good. With a little anger, she said unhappily: "The child is very ill, you should go to a big hospital."

Should I say he is worthy of being a doctor? He guessed what the disease was at a glance. Although Wu Jianmiao's words sounded unreasonable, in fact, it was indeed the best choice.

In many cases, it is not enough to just cure the disease. The key is to recover from the disease. How can the patient recover quickly? For example, in the famous text, Xianglin Sao, her husband died after recovering from a serious illness and eating a bowl of cold rice.

Yes, Takemi Mia is indeed capable of curing her. But - then what?

There are neither beds available for the little girl, nor nurses to provide attentive care, nor nutritious hospital meals, nor what is called a "healing environment" in psychotherapy.

Then, it is the most correct choice to go directly to a large hospital for treatment. The treatment is the same for everyone, but in terms of postoperative recovery, large hospitals are much better than Wu Jianmiao's community hospital.

When he heard that they were asked to go to a big hospital, the father Mingxi became anxious. In his ears, it was as if the doctor was refusing to treat his daughter: "We have been to a big hospital! But the doctor said it was just common bronchitis, prescribed some medicine and sent us back. But we took the medicine for a few days, and there was no sign of improvement at all!"

"Tsk... bronchitis... tsk, tsk, these quack doctors..."

Wu Jianmiao frowned when she heard this. Even if she didn't make a detailed diagnosis, she could tell at a glance that this was not bronchitis. This is often the case. Symptoms look similar, but they are actually different diseases.

Especially the two symptoms of fever and cough, which can be regarded as model workers in the medical case world. You can always see this pair of buddies in various diseases and complications.

But even so, Wu Jianmiao did not immediately agree to treat the patient. She could only show indifference as she had shown before. She did not have the extra energy to care about other people. She had someone who was waiting for her in urgent need of rescue, and every second counted.

This minor disease that won't kill you...

It is said that mothers are strong, and in fact, fathers are almost the same. When the middle-aged man saw Wu Jianmiao frowning, with the word "trouble" written all over his face, he quickly knelt down in front of Wu Jianmiao and said, "Please! The regular hospital said that Dr. Oyamada's diagnosis is not wrong and refused to give us a follow-up visit. Now we can only ask you for help!"

The man was so anxious that he almost knelt down. Wu Jianmiao only felt more annoyed. The doctor's parental heart and the desire to seize every opportunity to research new drugs conflicted with each other, making her very anxious. She sighed and said, "You found the wrong person. I'm just an unknown community doctor..."

"No! I heard rumors! I heard that there are many medicines that can only be obtained here! No matter whether it is homemade medicine or illegal medicine, as long as it can save my daughter's life, I can accept anything..."

When Wu Jianmiao heard that she could accept anything, she snorted in her heart. She personally hated this kind of irresponsible promise the most. She said casually, "Since you can accept anything, then the treatment fee is one million."

One million is not a large sum for a family, but it is definitely not a small sum. When the man heard the price, he was stunned, and his anxious expression seemed to be frozen in time. Wu Jianmiao looked at him and laughed in his heart: See, you can accept anything I say, but when I opened the sky-high price, you immediately started to hesitate.

"I, I understand! One million is one million! As long as it can save her life!"

The man hesitated for a while, but still spoke firmly.

This time it was Wu Jianmiao's turn to be surprised: "Are you really going to give it to me? That's one million..."

"Isn't this the price you asked me for, doctor?"

"Tsk..."

Takemi Myoichi was shocked and was hesitating in his heart, but suddenly he came to his senses and asked, "Didn't you just say that it was [Dr. Oyamada] who diagnosed her with bronchitis?"

"Yes, it is……"

The man didn't understand and answered honestly. After all, one of the professions in the world that you absolutely cannot joke about is doctor. If you joke with a doctor, you may end up killing yourself.

"That's okay."

Wu Jianmiao smiled.

Smiled very cheerfully.

She had always given people the impression of a cold and aloof iceberg beauty, but at this moment, she seemed to have transformed into a hippie in an instant, with a rare flamboyant smile on her face: "Then we don't need one million. Ooyamada... hehe, Ooyamada... I stole that guy's patients, and the patients he couldn't treat were cured by me... haha, what an interesting scene that would be!"

"Why?".

The man hadn't recovered from the heavy blow of having to bear a debt of one million when he heard Wu Jianmiao's incomprehensible words. It is said that worry makes one confused. His mind, which was already in a mess because of his daughter's illness, became even more confused. Seeing this, Jiang Tianwei hurried over to smooth things over: "The doctor wants to treat you for free - why don't you thank the doctor quickly."

This is probably why Wu Jian Miao is always misunderstood. She is an excellent doctor, but definitely not a qualified speaker. She has excellent medical skills, but she is not good at communicating with patients or explaining things. She has a lot of inner thoughts, but she often keeps them in her heart and does not speak them out. As a result, she is always misunderstood by patients. That is why so many rumors are spread.

As soon as Jiang Tianwei explained, the man suddenly understood something and nodded quickly: "Thank you, doctor! Thank you, doctor!"

"Ahem...".

The girl in the man's arms started to cough again, and it sounded hoarse, as if she was going to cough out her lungs. The little girl was obviously delirious from the fever, and when she looked at Wu Jianmiao, she could only see a mass of black, white, blue, and yellow blocks mixed together in her misty eyes, just like the god of death with white wings and wearing black clothes.

Although children of this age do not understand the meaning of death, they have already formed a general impression of death from various books.

"Dad...Mom...Am I going to die..."

Jiang Tianwei's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but say: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter now. Doctor Wu Jian will definitely save you."

Wu Jianmiao seemed a little embarrassed, with a faint blush on her fair face. She coughed dryly and grabbed Jiang Tianwei by the collar: "Let's go, the treatment will begin."

"Hey? I'm going too? I know nothing about medicine?"

"Just follow my instructions. Or what? After your big talk, now you want to leave on your own?"

Wu Jianmiao smiled, raised her eyes with light smoky makeup slightly, and locked her eyes with Jiang Tianwei: "You have been upgraded from a little guinea pig to a little assistant, just be happy, at least you are a primate now."

"I have always been a primate, okay? Don't change my species so casually!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 209 Are You Afraid of the Men in Black Blocking the Door?

Wu Jianmiao's professionalism is beyond doubt.

Just one word will tell you that Wu Jianmiao can accurately and clearly describe to Jiang Tianwei what kind of medicine he wants and which drawer or cabinet the medicine is placed in, without even looking at the medicine cabinet.

Generally speaking, we always see some people whose environment (perhaps their workstation or home) is in a mess. Outsiders think it is dirty, but they themselves insist that this arrangement order is the most convenient and they can easily find what they need.

There are two types of this. One is pure laziness, piling everything on the surface. The other is like Takemi Miyabi, who memorized the location of everything.

He remembered clearly what was in each drawer and which medicine was on which shelf of the cabinet. Even though Jiang Tianwei had never studied medicine, he could still use him as a semi-assistant.

Hmm? You ask why it is half an assistant? Because the other half is a coolie.

While helping her get various medicines and carry various instruments, I also had to help make coffee and clean the counter. The front half was an assistant and the back half was a laborer, a perfect combination.

Wu Jianmiao thought that this disease was nothing serious, but because the symptoms were too similar to those of bronchitis, it was often misdiagnosed. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the medical field. From ancient times to the present, there are countless diseases that have been misdiagnosed. Not to mention the once dreaded new coronavirus, wasn't it also misdiagnosed as a minor cold at the beginning?

As long as the right medicine is used, the little girl's illness will require rest, but it will not cost her life.

After about an hour, the little girl drank the medicine prepared by Wu Jianmiao personally, and the fever in her body eased and she felt much better.

Although Jiang Tianwei and the girl's father were both complete laymen, they could tell that the girl's complexion had improved, and that the medicine must have taken effect.

"Although the fever has subsided, it's best for him not to go to school for the next period of time. Make something nutritious for the child. If he can't eat it, try changing to something else that he can eat. In short, he must insist on taking in nutrition. He must measure his weight every day these few days..."

Wu Jianmiao chattered off a long list of medical instructions, and the girl's father remembered them clearly and kept thanking him. After a long time, he took the child back.

Wu Jianmiao looked at the backs of the father and daughter as they left and sighed deeply. Her originally calm face was once again filled with an expression of fear of trouble. She frowned and complained to Jiang Tianwei: "A lot of time was wasted again... But when I think about making that Ooyamada unhappy, it feels worth it."

Jiang Tianwei thought about it for a while. Judging from Wu Jianmiao's strong hostility towards this doctor named Oyamada, could it be that...the two of them had some past grudges? Speaking of which, Wu Jianmiao mentioned before that he had been expelled by the chaebol...

"Could it be that Doctor Oyamada is him?"

"Yes, that's the difficult one."

Wu Jianmiao shrugged her shoulders and stretched her arms backwards, as if she could hear the crackling in her bones. It was obvious that no one had visited her for some time, and today was a rare opportunity to do what a doctor should do again.

"Okay, let's not talk about that disgusting guy. Today's work is over. I will find time to get your physical examination results for you and contact you then."

Jiang Tianwei responded and left. Wu Jianmiao had been leaning against the wall, staring at the ceiling with his eyes fixed on the ceiling, as if he was savoring the feeling of being a doctor again today.

Wujian Internal Medicine Department is not far from Jiang Tianwei’s house, and he can return to the solitary room in no time after leaving.

Jiang Tianwei was already tired enough today. He went shopping with two girls in the morning. Although both girls were good girls and the situation did not develop into a river of blood, which was something that the public loved to see, and no hatchets appeared, and no one said that it was the world's fault, he always had a strong sense of guilt deep in his heart.

In the afternoon, he worked as an assistant to Dr. Wu Jianmiao for a few hours. Although Wu Jianmiao acted calm, Jiang Tianwei felt a lot of pressure deep down inside... After all, this was medical treatment! He, a person who knew nothing about medicine, came to such a sacred place and meddled in it. What if a medical accident happened?

Now, he just wants to have a good rest...

But unexpectedly, as soon as Jiang Tianwei arrived at the door, he saw two men in black standing at the door of his house, one standing upright, and the other squatting decadently, holding a cigarette in his hand.

No matter how you look at it, it's the standard gangster from TV dramas.

Seeing Jiang Tianwei coming back, the man who was standing upright kicked the squatting man on the butt. The latter stood up with a cry and said angrily: "Are you sick!"

The former tutted and raised his chin towards Jiang Tianwei. The decadent man in black glanced at him and panicked. He quickly threw his cigarette butt to the ground and stomped it out. The two men stood at attention and said to Jiang Tianwei, "Hello, young master. You have worked hard."

"..."

Jiang Tianwei looked at them as if they were idiots. After a closer look, one of them looked a little familiar...

"You, you're not that...that...ah, aren't you the loan shark? We met him in Shibuya before."

Jiang Tianwei finally remembered that he had indeed seen this decadent man in black. After all, everyone's impression of this kind of man in black was that he was an "elite", so when such a decadent exception suddenly appeared, it was natural that he was still fresh in their memory.

The decadent black-clad man, Beichuan Minghai, had never thought that he would be remembered by the young master... Who could have thought of this? A few months ago, they were still strangers, just friends who had heard information on the street, but a few months later, he became his boss.

This feeling is really hard to explain to others. Unless you have had the experience of being parachuted into a management position by your immediate boss, it is difficult to understand this feeling.

"Young Master has a good memory! We have indeed met once."

Kitagawa Minghai was about to say something more when the man in black who had always maintained an elite demeanor beside him coughed dryly and interrupted their greetings: "Sorry, young master, we are waiting for you here on the orders of the team leader. The team leader is very satisfied with your performance this time and is ready to invite you to dinner."

Jiang Tianwei was stunned and didn't understand what they were talking about: "What performance are you talking about?"

"It's about that guy Jincheng."

Kitagawa Minghai's tone was very excited. Judging from his appearance, he must have been blackmailed by Jincheng's men on the streets of Shibuya. Of course, we are all brothers in the same industry and we won't really do anything dirty, but it is estimated that for a small friction like a cigarette or two bottles of wine, no one will really report it to the boss. That would be embarrassing enough...

"That's amazing! Now the whole team is discussing your great achievements! I heard that you brought two followers and asked for a box of protection money from Jin Cheng, that idiot. Then Jin Cheng was reformed by that thief a few days later. Now he has surrendered himself, which means you have earned a box of money for free... This record, wow, it's true that a good father will have a good son!"

Beichuan Minghai kept talking, and Jiang Tianwei felt embarrassed: What is the saying "like father, like son"? He is not my biological father, and our blood relationship can be said to be almost zero...

But this reminded Jiang Tianwei... Since it is said that a tiger father will have a dog son, then conversely, if there is a tiger son, the father should at least be a tiger, right?

(My eyes that can see ghosts must be related to my father... It seems that I still need to find a time to ask my mother what my father does... Why did he come to Japan... Dinner party... I wonder if my mother will come...).

Thinking carefully, he hadn't seen his mother for a long time. Although he left his family and lived alone in indignation, time had passed and things had changed. After so long, he still had an indescribable throbbing feeling...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 210 The so-called "family dinner"

The Kawahara family's dinner was held in a top-notch restaurant that was famous throughout Japan. Mr. Kawahara even booked an entire floor - of course it couldn't be a family dinner for just the three of them, it was obviously a "family dinner" for the entire Kawahara group.

Team leader Kawahara's move was well-intentioned.

As the leader of the entire gang, he knew best that the most important thing to lead the entire gang was prestige. Since he had already acknowledged Jiang Tianwei as his son, naturally, the entire Kawahara Group would be handed over to him in the future.

And now, the attitude of the entire Kawahara group towards Jiang Tianwei is just like the fox in the story of the fox borrowing the tiger's might. Everyone respects and fears Jiang Tianwei, not because of him, but because there is a lion standing behind him.

But one day you will get old and die. What will you do when that day comes? So sometimes you have to prepare in advance.

The first step was to call Jincheng and put pressure on him. At this point, he had already figured out that someone like Jincheng would curry favor with his son in order to climb the ladder.

The second step was to ensure that his son was absolutely safe in going to the other person's lair, and then deliberately send only two people as followers to create a heroic feeling of going into the tiger's den alone.