Ancient fairy doctors in the city

"Originally, your lifespan is still three months, but just now you smelled a little smell of it, and now your lifespan is at least half a year." Zhao Yang glanced at Guo Rusong and said.

"Could it be that you have lost your mind, kid?" Guo Yueru suddenly opened her eyes when Guo Rusong said this.

"I... where am I?"

Guo Rusong and Qi Rubing were taken aback.

what's the situation?

Guo Ruyue woke up?

Didn't the German brain experts be sure that Guo Yueru would not wake up?

"Brother, why are you here?" Guo Yueru immediately saw Zhao Yang standing beside her.

"Mom, it was Big Brother who saved you." Xiaohu said with a smile.

"Brother, what's wrong with me?" Guo Yueru said as she was about to get up.

"Your lethargic nerves have been imprisoned, and your soul has also been wounded." Zhao Yang said softly, "But now you are healed."

"Big brother just gave you a cup of liquid that smelled like a fairy." Xiaohu said from the side.

Seeing Guo Yueru looking at herself, "It's made of some precious medicinal materials."

"Is it expensive?" Guo Yueru asked in a heartbeat.

"Its value cannot be measured by money." Zhao Yang said with a slight smile.

"Hehe, how expensive can it be?" Qi Rubing sneered.

"Life and death, flesh and bones, do you think it is expensive?" Zhao Yang glanced at Qi Rubing.

"Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've heard today." Qi Rubing laughed loudly, "Still alive and dead, flesh and bones?"

As soon as Qi Rubing finished speaking, several doctors in white coats rushed in.

"My God, what did I see?" A blond, blue-eyed, middle-aged man saw Guo Yueru sitting up with an incredulous look on his face.

"How...how is this possible?" The rest of the experts were also shocked.

They had a joint consultation before, and they were sure that Guo Yueru could not wake up.

But now Guo Yueru is not only awake, but also looks pretty good.

Could it be that they were misdiagnosed?

At this moment, Qian Xingxu saw Zhao Yang, "Miracle doctor."

"Genius doctor?" Several experts looked at Qian Xingxu in doubt.

"Do you still remember what I said earlier about a miracle doctor who repaired a child's damaged liver with just a single silver needle?" Qian Xingxu said excitedly.

Everyone was shocked.

To be honest, they felt unbelievable before.

They think that Qian Xingxu may have misdiagnosed it.

But now...couldn't Qian Xingxu be joking?

"Doctor, do you still remember me?" Qian Xingxu ran to Zhao Yang and asked expectantly.

"Professor Qian?" Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"How can I afford to be a professor in front of you?" Qian Xingxu said flattered.

"Professor Qian, are there any patients with broken arms or legs in your hospital?"

"Yes, a patient whose palm was broken by a chainsaw was just sent in. The hospital just bandaged him briefly, and he will be operated on later." Qian Xingxu thought for a while and replied.

"You invited that patient here?"

"You want to treat him?"

"That's right." Zhao Yang nodded.

"Genius doctor, wait a moment." Qian Xingxu left in a hurry after speaking.

Not long after, Qian Xingxu walked in with a middle-aged man covered in blood.

The middle-aged man's face was full of pain, but he clenched his teeth and refused to make a sound.

"Let me see your injury?" Zhao Yang came to the man and said softly.

The man looked at Qian Xingxu inexplicably.

"This is a miracle doctor." Qian Xingxu explained, "Maybe he can save your hand."

"All five of my fingers were broken." The middle-aged man's face revealed a look of despair, "I think it's useless even if Hua Tuo is alive."

He is the backbone of the family.

But now that one hand is like this, how can I work in the future?

"Extend your palm, I'll help you relieve the pain first." Zhao Yang looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man thought for a while and stretched out his hand with difficulty.

Zhao Yang took out a silver needle and stuck it into the acupuncture point on his wrist. After Zhao Yang gently twisted it a few times, the middle-aged man was shocked to find that the pain was gone.

And when Zhao Yang twirled it a few more times, he found that his palm didn't hurt at all.

"I don't feel any pain now, how did you do it?" The middle-aged man looked at Zhao Yang in surprise.

Hearing this, several experts gathered around.

You know, even an anesthetist can't help this man relieve pain in such a short period of time?

"Have you ever seen life and death, flesh and bones?" Zhao Yang glanced at the audience.

There was a look of bewilderment on everyone's face.

Life and death, flesh and bones?

What are you kidding?

Guo Yueru walked over excitedly, "I really want to see you."

"Next is the moment to witness the miracle." Zhao Yang took out the previous jade bottle, and then he glanced at Xiaohu.

Xiaohu bounced and ran to the water dispenser to get half a glass of water.

Zhao Yang dropped a drop of green liquid into half a glass of water.

In fact, this liquid is the elixir that Zhao Yang used to heal his wounds when he was idle in the Pure Yang Sect.

The effect can be called against the sky in the world!

"Drink it." Zhao Yang looked at the middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man took it and drank it down.

After one breath, the middle-aged man looked at Zhao Yang with some unease, "I feel my wrist is a little hot."

"Don't worry, your palm will grow soon." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

"Ah! Grow?" The middle-aged man said in shock.

But what happened next overturned everyone's perception.

Because the broken five fingers of the middle-aged man really grew out bit by bit.

"God, did I witness a miracle?" the blond Western European man said dumbfounded.

"Living and dead people, flesh and bones, isn't it a legend?" Qi Rubingan swallowed dryly.

Guo Rusong fixed his eyes on the jade bottle in Zhao Yang's hand.

How many drops of liquid should there be in this jade bottle?

If this is done well, the Guo family will become a top wealthy family!

"Genius doctor, I...my hand has grown?" Half a minute later, the middle-aged man looked at the brand new palm and said incoherently.

"Don't mention this to others after you go back." Zhao Yang patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said.

"Ah! Why?" The middle-aged man asked blankly.

"Today I saved you just at the Qihui, so I can only say that your luck is better." Zhao Yang put the jade bottle away as he said, "Do you understand that?"

"I don't understand." The middle-aged man shook his head, but said immediately, "But the genius doctor won't let me say it, so I won't say it."

Zhao Yang nodded slightly.

After the middle-aged man left, the Western European man looked at Zhao Yang with burning eyes and said, "Genius doctor, can you let me see what kind of liquid it is?"

"No." Zhao Yang flatly refused.

"Genius doctor, medical skills can only improve together through communication, and it is not advisable to rest on your laurels." The Western European man said with a serious face.