Interstellar Acupuncture Master

The face was wiped on the ground, because there were many hairs and strong friction, so it stopped quickly and did not wipe far, causing excessive damage.

The little leopard was stunned for a moment, realized what had happened, and immediately got up, the most clean he didn't bother to pat the dirt on his head, turned his head and stared at Fei Yang, his eyes turned vertical in seconds, lowered his ears, and hissed Hissing anger.

The big eyes that were originally watery are now bloodshot, showing the extreme rage of the master.

Fei Yang was also taken aback, and stepped forward to help, but was scared back by the little leopard's suddenly threatening aura, and his heart beat faster for a moment.

After getting along these days, it is rare to feel like this.

Sure enough, the nature of high orcs is still indelible.

Fei Yang raised his hands and said in a helpless tone, "I really didn't mean it."

The little leopard's expression softened a little, his vertical pupils slowly disappeared, and his lowered ears showed that the anger in his master's heart had not subsided.

The old man is not wearing a white coat today, reading glasses are hanging on the tip of his nose, and he is reading a book.

The little leopard's ingenious way of greeting made the old man look up from the book.

Even with dirt on it, it still couldn't cover that handsome little face.

The old man put down the book and walked over, "Did you fall again?"

"Very good. If you fall down, you have to get up by yourself."

Little Leopard:  …

grandfather!

That's not the point, okay?

Fei Yang put down his surrendered hands, and greeted with a smile, "Grandpa, I'm sorry to ask you to wait for me."

The old man waved his hand, "I'm on the 11th road, there is no traffic jam, how can you compare with me?"

"Is there no traffic jam on Route 11?"

Fei Yang was surprised.

He has only been here for a short time, and he is not very familiar with the interstellar light rail lines. He has only taken Line 5 and Line 7, and there is a line that is not blocked in the morning rush hour.

Check it out for a while to see if it's close to you, maybe it's a good choice.

The old man slapped his thigh: "Route 11, not only is there no traffic jam, but the zebra crossing is also polite."

Fei Yang: ...

Grandpa, you are so naughty, does your family know?

If he relies on No. 11, it is estimated that 8 hours will be spent on commuting to and from get off work.

Because he was too young, the little leopard, who lost his attention during the conversation between the two, finally wore off the last bit of anger, and helplessly jumped on the chair and lay down. After the anger passed, he was listless.

After handing over to the old man, Fei Yang discovered that the main problem was the business license.

Here, he is not a medical graduate, and he is not qualified for a doctor's license. Of course, he cannot open a medical clinic.

Physiotherapy shop.

There is no such type of store in the interstellar era, and this ancient technology has long been lost.

Sitting next to the sleeping little leopard, Fei Yang searched on his mobile phone for a while, but couldn't find any clues.

At this time, Qin Huo's phone rang, and the ringing kept ringing, and the phone vibrated happily in the palm of his hand.

There must have been a follow-up to the fact that he spent 1000 million on medical treatment, so Fei Yang picked it up.

"The opposing defense attorney uploaded the evidence. You have suffered from dysentery, hair loss, colds, and buccal inflammation many times since you were a child. The medical records are recorded almost once a week, um, and three times a week."

"Also... Let me see, uterus swelling, heatstroke, malocclusion..."

Fei Yang: ...

"I don't." Fei Yang interrupted in a deep voice as he heard more and more strange hamster diseases.

The creaking sound of the printer came through the phone, and Qin Huo continued, "There are also acute enteritis, chronic gastritis, congenital arrhythmia, broken bones..."

Fei Yang rubbed his eyebrows.

Ah, my skull hurts.

The sound of the printer on the other end of the phone finally stopped, "There are... 2019 records in the medical records."

These fabricated ailments take care of every part of the body.

It can be said that there is no dead angle in 360°.

"It's true or not." Fei Yang was helpless.

"I also think it's a little too sick, but these medical records come from Mingde Hospital, and they are all certified by electronic official seals, which are evidence that can be accepted by the court."

"Is it irreparable?"

Fei Yang didn't understand the specific litigation process, but these must have been fabricated by his uncles and aunts.

Although he is in poor health, he is not so sick.

Mingde Hospital, Wang Yunlei, Imperial University, uncles and aunts, Fei Yi, the Tiger Clan army.

Putting these words together, a person suddenly appeared in Fei Yang's mind.

Xia Yi.

Wang Yunlei and Xia Yi are cousins, good enough to wear a pair of pants.

Xia Yi is Fei Yi's superior, and Fei Yi has been flattering him all the time.

And because of Li Wen's broken ties, Xia Yi has always held a grudge against him.

"It's not completely irreparable. Since the medical records are fake, I can apply to check the bank transfer records. Since I spent money at Mingde Hospital, I can definitely find it."

"At that time, it will be clear to see if it matches the time of the medical record."

"However, to check other people's transfer records, after submitting an application, it must first be reviewed by the court, then submitted to the central bank for review, and finally decided to go to the bank for execution, all need to wait."

Just wait, fortunately, there is still a chance.

If the uncle and aunt just show evidence of 200 million medical expenses and want to get a little bit of it, that's fine.

They all moved out, and Fei Yang didn't want to talk to them too much.

When I was a child, my grandma often said that suffering is a blessing.

But Uncle and Aunt went too far and opened their mouths too much!

A total of 1050 million, they just want to withhold 1000 million and arrange for themselves to have a problem. Fei Yang doesn't want to be good now.

"Look it up, Lawyer Qin. No matter what the result is, I will pay you the fee. You can do it at ease."

"Don't worry, there is no case that Qin Huo was afraid of."

Lawyer Qin was younger than him, so Fei Yang was relieved.

"By the way, Lawyer Qin, I still have a question to ask you." Fei Yang really had no idea, so he decided to seek professional help.

"Ok?"

"I plan to open a physiotherapy shop, so what kind of business license do I need to classify?"

"Physiotherapy shop?"

"What is it?"

Fei Yang thought for a while, and tried to explain this "ancient secret technique" to Qin Huo straightforwardly.

"It's just that if someone is uncomfortable, I can help him relieve it."

Qin Huo paused for a moment, then said relaxedly, "Medical treatment."

Fei Yang tried his best to explain away from the hospital, replacing "treatment" with "relief", but he still couldn't understand.

"No, I'm not a medical professional, and I'm not using modern medical methods to alleviate a patient's condition."

Qin Huo understood a little bit at first, but now he was completely confused, "Then what do you use?"

"Acupuncture."

"?"

"Scraping."

"??"

"Chiropractic."

"???"

"push--"

"Stop! What are you talking about?" Qin Huo frowned.

What this Mr. Fei Yang said is more difficult to understand than the facts of his case.

Fei Yang rubbed his temples, "For example, you have been working at a desk for a long time, causing your spine to bend and deform. I can make you straight again."

"Oh."

Qin Huo turned his neck and rattled a few times. He understood this description very well.

"For another example, if you have acne on your face and it won't heal for a long time, I can make your face smooth again."

"Oh."

Touching the pimple on the left cheek that just came out today because he stayed up late until the early morning, Qin Huo also understood it very well.

"Another example--"

"Okay, I understand!" Qin Huo's clear voice came sonorously and powerfully, interrupting Fei Yang who was thinking hard and trying to deviate from the medical explanation.

"This is what you are doing for beauty and body." Qin Huo was very determined.

"Go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to register."

"Are you sure?" Fei Yang raised his forehead.

This career span is a bit big...

"Go ahead, trust me."

Fei Yang: ...

After hanging up the phone, Fei Yang still felt dazed.

Fei Yang looked at the little leopard who was keen to close his eyes and meditate. He couldn't bear any stains on the beautiful things, so he reached out and patted the dirt on his face. Although the little leopard was extremely uncooperative, under Fei Yang's forced wiping , anyway, it can be regarded as reappearing the true face of the prince.

"From now on, I will be Fei Yang, a beauty and bodybuilder?" Fei Yang said to the little leopard with a look of disgust.

Probably because the voice was too self-questioning, the little leopard raised his eyelids and glanced at Fei Yang who was smiling wryly.

Make yourself beautiful, look at you haggard, not even as sick as me.

Fei Yang didn't know that he was rejected by the little leopard.

From his professional point of view, his complexion has been rosy recently, his limbs are brisk, and his physical health has greatly improved.

It is normal for children to generalize and not understand the profession.

After closing the store door, Fei Yang took the little leopard on the No. 5 light rail, and went straight to the Interstellar Industry and Commerce Bureau to apply for a business license.

After entering the hall, he asked the service desk, and Fei Yang successfully found the window for applying for a business license.

The staff member was a neat and capable young girl in formal attire with curly hair. She got up and pointed to Fei Yang's seat politely, "Sir, please sit down."

Fei Yang nodded and sat down, looked around at the efficient work windows, and said, "I will apply for a business license."

The girl sat down, pulled the swivel chair forward, and opened the new business license window.

The screen in front of Fei Yang is connected to the girl's work star brain, and the work is completely open to the public.

"May I ask what industry?"

The girls are proficient in operation and ask Fei Yang for information.

"Beauty and body."

"Sir, I need to explain this to you. The business license needs to be applied in person, not on behalf of you."

"En." Fei Yang nodded. The service attitude of the interstellar civil servants was good, and he took the initiative to explain the procedures without being impatient.

"Well, it's good for you to understand, then please handle it yourself. Do you have any other needs?"

Fei Yang:?

"I am myself." Fei Yang shrugged his shoulders.

"Ah?" The girl looked surprised, looked Fei Yang up and down, and said in disbelief, "You...beautified your body?"

Fei Yang coughed lightly, with a calm expression on his face, "Don't judge people by their appearance."

"Don't what?"

The idioms in the interstellar era were probably at the level of difficulty of classical Chinese, and Fei Yang quickly switched to vernacular, "Don't judge a person by his appearance."

"Sorry." The girl sat on the swivel chair with some embarrassment, and continued to fill in the following content.

"Company Name?"

"Fayon physiotherapy."

The girl typed it out while listening to what Fei Yang said, and it was displayed on the screen: Wasted sheep...

"Uh... is your animal body a sheep?"