Chapter Thirty-two: The Stubborn Bodyguard

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  After chatting with these old generals who had all retired from the position of general in the military region, Han Ankang also learned from Zhao Hu's mouth that these old generals had some old diseases after leaving the army. Among them, rheumatoid arthritis is almost universal, and the only one that is a bit serious is probably Liu Gang's old cold legs, the original political commissar of the military region.

  It's clear that these old men have all come here to chat, probably to get themselves diagnosed and treated. As for treating these illnesses, Han Ankang, who has had successful cases before, first took the pulse of each old man, stated the corresponding illness and gave specific treatment opinions, naturally quickly gaining the unanimous appreciation and affirmation of the old generals.

  I think Han Ankang's medical skills are indeed not exaggerated!

  Especially the old politician Liu Gang, who had a relapse of his chronic leg pain over the past two days, felt much better after being treated with acupuncture and massage by Han Ankang on the spot. His spirits also lifted significantly! His goodwill towards Han Ankang undoubtedly increased several points as well.

  Tell these old generals, when they are treating Zhao Hu in the nursing home, he will take the time to adjust their minor illnesses and physical condition to the best state. According to the pulse diagnosis, Han Ankang asked someone to find a prescription paper and gave these old generals a conditioning Chinese medicine formula that can treat the symptoms.

  After handing over the list to Tie Xingwu, who was acting as a guest here, Han Ankang also didn't forget to take Zhao Hu's pulse and found that his heartbeat was much stronger than before in the hospital. The only remaining hidden danger is that the rusty bullet head entangled with the meridians still exists, and the number dissolved last time is not many.

  It's clear that the next step is to perform a few more sessions of acupuncture and moxibustion, and after each session, it will be necessary to give Zhao Hu's body some time to recover. This also means that taking care of Zhao Hu's body is quite important. Fortunately, this is a military sanatorium, and if needed, the old cadres inside can ask experts from the military hospital to come over for treatment at any time.

  After feeling the pulse, Han Ankang also gave Zhao Hu a prescription for adjusting and treating his illness under everyone's attention. Gu Heng, who had been standing aside watching, looked at Han Ankang with an air of an old Chinese doctor, steady and composed, and sighed that in just over a year, this child had achieved such success.

  "Green comes from blue and surpasses blue!" Perhaps it refers to a medical newcomer like Han Ankang!

  For these old cadres, Chui Zhen Shan's bodyguard also brought back the cook from Wu Dao's retirement home, who specially made dinner for Han An Kang. Not liking to eat in front of so many people, Han An Kang had his bodyguard take the dishes upstairs first, and after saying a word of apology to the group of contented old men, he returned upstairs to prepare for dinner.

  When the bodyguard was putting away the take-out food in Han Ankang's resting room, he looked at a Choi family bodyguard who was about to exit the door. Han Ankang suddenly stopped and asked: "Is your leg injured?"

  Upon hearing Han Ankang's inquiry, the bodyguard's expression was slightly stunned for a moment before he quickly replied: "Yes, it was an old injury from when I was in the army. It's nothing serious, thank you for your concern, Doctor Han!"

  Han Ankang shook his head and said, "Although I didn't take your pulse, from the way you walk, it can be seen that the old injury should be on your knee. When you walk, although ordinary people can't see anything wrong, I can see that this leg still has an injury. If I'm not mistaken, hasn't this old injury been acting up recently?"

  Facing Han Ankang's inquiry, this bodyguard seemed very stubborn and said it was no problem. However, another bodyguard suddenly spoke up: "Minghao, don't try to hold on anymore. I know you can't bear to give up this job, but if you keep going like this, your leg will be crippled. Last night when we were standing guard, you said you went to relieve yourself, but actually, it was because the pain from your leg injury was so severe that you just wanted to rest for a bit?"

  You can't keep forcing yourself like this, it's fortunate that Dr. Han has noticed, just let him treat you instead! I think the master of the house won't fire you because of this little injury on your leg. You're just too stubborn!"

  "After that, the bodyguard hurriedly said: "Dr. Han, Minghao was shot in the knee when he was in the army before. After several surgeries in the army, there were no problems with walking. Because his previous service unit was a bit special, due to this injury, he was eventually persuaded to retire and lost the opportunity to continue serving in the army."

  Later, through the introduction of several comrades-in-arms, he got his current job. Because for people like us, apart from being bodyguards for others, there aren't many jobs we can find. We all know that Minghao's family had originally relied on his meager military salary to get by, and after he was injured and discharged, although the government gave him a substantial compensation fee, they still lived more frugally than before.

  "It's not easy for him to get his current job, but he's been secretly hiding the fact that his leg injury has relapsed. We know he's worried that if the master finds out about his injury, he'll lose his job again. He really needs this job! So, if possible, could you please help him, Doctor Han? Sorry to trouble you!"

  Han Ankang, who had always been convinced that he was not mistaken, looked at Jiang Minghao with an embarrassed expression after listening to the explanation of the bodyguard named Jin Shandong. Han Ankang also understood that the unit where Jin Shandong and they served was special, probably a secret unit similar to a special forces unit. Only people from such units were qualified to work as bodyguards for aristocratic families like Choi Tae-san's.

  If they are injured, it will affect their ability to perform protection tasks and naturally be eliminated from the bodyguard team. Jiang Minghao's refusal to admit that his leg is injured is also understandable. But Han Ankang asked one more question because he noticed that this bodyguard's leg seemed to have a slightly abnormal trend. If left untreated, it will lead to amputation or paralysis at best.

  To Han Ankang, these bodyguards who treated him with respect and care were no different from the old generals downstairs. In his eyes, these bodyguards were also patients, as long as they could help, Han Ankang didn't mind lending a hand to solve their ailments. This was also a doctor's duty!

  Facing Jiang Minghao, who looked embarrassed, Han Ankang said seriously: "I know you cherish your current job, but do you know that if this illness is dragged on, the consequences will be either amputation or paralysis. Maybe you come from those secret forces and have a stronger ability to endure pain than ordinary people, but every time you feel pain, it means your body is sending out an alarm signal."

  If you ignore this warning, the ultimate consequence will be self-inflicted. If you trust my medical skills, then listen to me and let me take a good look at you. No matter how serious the situation is, hiding the truth is not good for either of us or Old Cui.

  "If in the future you guys really encounter some danger, Old Choi needs you to stand up for him, and your legs suddenly go on strike at that time, what kind of dire consequences do you think it will have for both you and Old Choi? Have you thought about it?"

  This remark made the bodyguard, who had been hiding his injuries, blush with shame. If such an accident were to occur, it would not only put his own safety at risk but also potentially harm the important target he was protecting. If that were to happen, he would truly be guilty of a crime punishable by death.

  Fortunately, Han Ankang did not continue to blame the other party. He also understood that this was not the intention of the bodyguard, and perhaps he really cared too much about this lucrative job. He didn't want to lose his job and disappoint his family who relied on his salary to make a living.

  "Come on in! I'll take a look at your leg injury first. If you really need treatment, I suggest you get it taken care of first. As for Old Choi's side, don't worry, I'll put in a good word for you and make sure you don't lose this job. After all, as I always say, only if you both have healthy bodies can we guarantee Old Choi's safety, right?"

  While talking, he let the bodyguard return to the room and sit down, first taking the pulse of this bodyguard who was full of shame and gratitude. Soon, he found that things were as he had guessed. The bodyguard's condition had reached a very serious level, if he hadn't noticed some clues from the opponent's walking posture earlier. If he had waited until the opponent couldn't hold on and fell down before treating him, this leg would have been almost useless.

  Perhaps it was because of Han Ankang's serious expression that Jin Shandong, who was standing beside him, looked somewhat worried and asked: "Doctor Han, is Minghao's condition very severe?"

  "Hmm, let me check first, put your leg up here. I'll take a closer look at the wound and see how it's doing!"

  Perhaps realizing the severity of his condition, Jiang Minghao didn't dare say anything more and quickly put his leg, which had been aching more and more severely recently, on a chair. He carefully rolled up his pant leg, and soon Han Ankang and Jin Shandong, who were standing beside him, saw that Jiang Minghao's knee was covered with an unknown pain-relieving paste, and the area below his knee was clearly bruised and swollen with blood.

  It's hard to imagine that this guy's endurance has reached such an astonishing level. Moreover, Han Ankang had just learned that the guy had been standing guard at his door for half a day during the day. This tenacity made Han Ankang both admire and resent him.

  "Nonsense! You think you're invincible!"

  After saying this, Han Ankang asked Jin Shandong to ask the medical staff at Ganxiu Hospital to bring some cotton gauze and absorbent cotton balls. If the hematoma in the knee is not cleaned up first, if time goes on, the whole leg will really have to be amputated!

  Perhaps seeing Jiang Minghao's concern about Cui Lao's responsibility, Han Ankang said helplessly: "Don't worry, I'll keep my word. If Cui Lao doesn't hire you, you can be my bodyguard after you recover from your injury. You shouldn't have to worry about being fired now, should you?"

  What was originally just a casual joke eventually made future Jiang Minghao become the shadow guard beside Han Ankang. Of course, all of this is after the fact, let's put it aside for now!