Ancient fairy doctors in the city

If Tan Yunshu were here, he would definitely turn pale with shock.

Because at this time Zhao Yang is using the Yimu acupuncture technique, which is one of the three major acupuncture techniques in the world.

It can drive away evil spirits, and it can be in spring.

But now Zhao Yang is using the art of spring.

Withered trees come in spring.

Under the guidance of the silver needle, Xiaohu's broken heart recovered inch by inch.

After about a minute, Zhao Yang put away the silver needle.

At this moment, Xiaohu opened his eyes, which were full of blankness.

"Xiaohu, how are you?" Guo Yueru shouted while hugging Xiaohu.

"Mom, why am I here?" Xiaohu said a little puzzled.

"Little Tiger, how do you feel now?" Guo Yueru asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine." Xiaohu asked curiously, "Mom, why are you crying?"

Guo Yueru quickly looked at Zhao Yang.

"Now you can take Xiaohu to check." Zhao Yang said with a slight smile.

Guo Yueru then looked at Qian Xingxu.

"Go to the examination room." Qian Xingxu said in a deep voice.

To be honest, Qian Xingxu didn't believe that Zhao Yang cured Xiaohu at all.

In just 1 minute, healed the damaged liver?

Where do you put the face of western medicine?

After arriving in the examination room, the doctor in charge of the examination had a look of shock on his face.

"what's the situation?"

"What's wrong?" Qian Xingxu's heart sank.

"I did the child's examination just now, but his liver was obviously damaged by one-third, but why is it all recovered now." The doctor who examined him said a little confused.

"Will there be a mistake?" Qian Xingxu asked after pondering for a while.

"I have an examination report here, you can see it by looking at the image." The doctor who examined it said seriously.

After careful comparison of the inspection reports, Qian Xingxu finally decided that Xiaohu was really fine.

"You...how did you do it?" Qian Xingxu looked at Zhao Yang after taking a deep breath.

"Chinese medicine has declined over the years, but that doesn't mean it's useless." Zhao Yang glanced at Qian Xingxu and said.

"Our hospital has a lot of damaged organs, can you help them relieve their pain?" Qian Xingxu thought for a while and said seriously.

"It's okay to be idle, so let's go and have a look." Zhao Yang did not refuse.

"Please." Qian Xingxu said hastily.

After arriving in the intensive care unit, Qian Xingxu pointed to a 70-year-old aunt and said, "This patient was riding a battery car in the wrong direction the day before yesterday, and hit a car head-on, causing serious damage to the heart valve, and her blood pressure was too high. , there is no way to do surgery now."

Zhao Yang nodded.

"Are you sure?" Qian Xingxu then asked.

"Have."

"That's good." Qian Xingxu said and came to the aunt, "Sister, this is an expert invited by our hospital, how about letting him look at it for you?"

"You are an expert at such a young age?" Wen Yan said that aunt with a look of disbelief.

"Experts cannot be divided by age." Qian Xingxu said with a smile.

"But he looks like he is only in his 20s. I suspect that this guy hasn't graduated yet." The aunt looked at Qian Xingxu suspiciously and said, "Could you be a student who wants to support you?"

Qian Xingxu's face darkened immediately, "I'm not qualified to be his teacher."

"Anyway, I don't believe it." The aunt refused.

Qian Xingxu had no choice but to come to Patient No.2. Patient No.2 was a middle-aged man in his 30s. His face looked very pale, and he seemed to die at any time.

"Do you want to try Chinese medicine?" Qian Xingxu asked softly.

"I was ruined by Chinese medicine, do you think I will believe in Chinese medicine?" The middle-aged man looked at Qian Xingxu and said weakly.

"What's the situation?" Zhao Yang walked over and asked.

"When I was diagnosed with diabetes three years ago, I believed in the saying that Chinese medicine can cure diabetes. In the past three years, I have taken a lot of Chinese medicine. As a result, not only did my diabetes not be cured, but my kidney was also destroyed, and now I have almost lost its function. When the middle-aged man said this, a bitter expression appeared on his face, "If I can't wait for a kidney source, I will die."

"I don't need you to take medicine, I just need a silver needle." Zhao Yang looked at the young and middle-aged man and said, "Two minutes, it only takes two minutes."

"Sorry, I don't believe in Chinese medicine anymore." The middle-aged man still shook his head, "If I believed in Western medicine three years ago, why would I be here?"

"Can Western medicine treat your current illness?"

"No."

"Then why don't you believe it again?" Zhao Yang showed a sunny smile on his face, "Anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, how bad can it be? And what if it works?"

"Okay." The middle-aged man nodded after thinking about it.

Zhao Yang took out a silver needle and pierced his lower abdomen. When the silver needle rotated at a high speed, the middle-aged man felt less pain in his body.

And that feeling of weakness and exhaustion gradually disappeared over time.

Two minutes later, Zhao Yang took out the silver needle, "How do you feel now?"

The middle-aged man moved a bit, his face was full of shock and said, "I seem to be fine."

"Okay?" Everyone was a little confused.

You couldn't even stand up before, okay?

"Stand up and try." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

The middle-aged man tried to stand up, and then he stretched his muscles and bones, only to find that there was no lag at all.

"I'm alright?" the middle-aged man said in disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, you can do an inspection." Zhao Yang smiled slightly.

The middle-aged man nodded.

He also wanted to make sure he was alright?

Half a quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man rushed into the ICU and knelt down in front of Zhao Yang with a plop.

"Miraculous doctor." The middle-aged Zang Wei burst into tears as he spoke.

Zang Wei was the most desperate during this period of time.

He checked a lot of information and knew that there was no possibility of a cure for his condition.

That's why he knew how miraculous it was that Zhao Yang cured him within 2 minutes?

"Chinese medicine is a cultural heritage left to us by our ancestors. If we don't even believe in it, who do we expect to believe in it?" Zhao Yang raised Zang Wei and said seriously.

"I apologize for my previous remarks." Zang Wei said in a deep voice.

"There are still many excellent Chinese medicine practitioners in our country." After Zhao Yang said this, he looked at Qian Xingxu and said, "Professor Qian, I'm leaving."

"Ah, don't you want to continue watching?" Qian Xingxu asked puzzled.

"None of the sixteen patients in the intensive care unit came to see me when I went for the examination just now. Since they don't believe me, why should I treat them?" Zhao Yang said lightly, "Could it be that my medical skills so cheap?"

"Genius doctor, I didn't realize it just now, please show me." At this moment, the aunt just said hastily.

"Genius doctor, show me the price. As long as you are good at it, you can set the price whatever you want." A white-haired old man looked at Zhao Yang with hope.

Zhao Yang turned around and left.

"Wait a minute." Seeing Zhao Yang leave, the old man's expression darkened immediately.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yang turned and looked at the old man.

"If you don't show me today, do you believe that I will make you unable to get along in Jiangnan's medical system?"