But middle-aged men don’t believe Xu Qingyun’s words at all. Doctors, especially traditional Chinese medicine, are not older and have few good medical skills.

"The recruitment information posted on the wall at your door has faded. It must have been posted for a long time, but no suitable doctor has been hired."

"Why don't you let me try it!" Xu Qingyun looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"Okay, do you want to give it a try, right? I'll give you a chance. If you help me cure that woman's illness, I will agree to recruit you." The middle-aged man pointed to the only patient in the clinic and said.

"Yes, no problem." Xu Qingyun nodded.

Xu Qingyun walked into the clinic and came to the female patient.

The middle-aged man followed Xu Qingyun with a look of watching the show.

Xu Qingyun leaned over and looked at the female patient who had been humming in a low voice, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable?"

The female patient was taking a drip at this moment. Hearing this, he turned his head to look at Xu Qingyun, and said weakly: "Dysmenorrhea!"

Many women will have dysmenorrhea. This disease is very troublesome because it is difficult to cure it and can only be relieved. Many people suffer deeply and suffer in great pain.

Xu Qingyun looked at the name on the penis bottle, and then said in surprise: "Dysmenorrhea, what are you doing for penicillin!"

When the female patient heard this, her face turned pale and said weakly: "Doctor Wu said that I may have dysmenorrhea caused by uterine inflammation, so I need to take penicillin to prevent inflammation."

When Xu Qingyun heard the words, he looked back at the middle-aged man behind him, and said with a strange look: "Is it the penicillin you gave her?"

"It's me." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Are you really a doctor?" Xu Qingyun was even more suspicious of this guy at this moment. He didn't feel like a doctor when he saw him at first.

"Of course I am a doctor. I graduated from Yuncheng Medical University. Should I give you my graduation certificate?" The middle-aged man was very dissatisfied with Xu Qingyun's suspicion about him.

"It's a doctor, a quack doctor!" Xu Qingyun said.

"You!" The middle-aged man was very angry by Xu Qingyun.

"Can penicillin be used casually? Do you know that random use of penicillin will cause death!" Xu Qingyun said angrily.

The female patient's face became paler as she listened to the conversation between Xu Qingyun and the middle-aged man, and her face became a little scared. Isn't she just dysmenorrhea? She won't have to take her life!

"I'll give you a diagnosis!" Xu Qingyun said to the patient, then stretched out his finger to diagnose the other party's pulse for a while.

The female patient showed nervous expression on her face.

After a while, Xu Qingyun took back his hand for taking the pulse.

"Don't be afraid, there's no big problem. I'll give you an injection to cure your dysmenorrhea." Xu Qingyun said to the female patient, and while speaking, she pulled out the drip in her hand.

"Do you think you are a miracle doctor, and you can cure it with just one injection!" The middle-aged man sarcastically said behind Xu Qingyun.

Xu Qingyun ignored the middle-aged man and took out a silver needle from the small cloth bag he carried with him.

"Doctor, can I really cure my dysmenorrhea with just one injection?" The female patient obviously didn't believe Xu Qingyun's words.

"Of course, please believe me. I am a miracle doctor." Xu Qingyun said with a smile.

Xu Qingyun's smile seemed to be magical. When the female patient heard this, she nodded slightly and chose to believe Xu Qingyun's words.

"I want to apply needles on your lower abdomen, and you need to lift your clothes a little." Xu Qingyun said.

The female patient nodded when she heard this, and was not shy, and gently lifted her clothes up.

She is not a girl in her teens and twenties. She is already a woman in her thirties this year. She has been to the hospital for gynecology several times, so she won’t even be unable to cooperate with this.

Xu Qingyun pinched the silver needle and flicked the finger slightly. The next moment, the silver needle accurately pierced into a point on the female patient's lower abdomen, no matter how small it was.

This magical scene made the middle-aged man behind him stunned.

The female patient also looked at the young doctor in surprise.

"Bang the finger! You can actually bang the finger!" The middle-aged man looked at Xu Qingyun with an incredible look, his eyes full of shock.

"What's the point of shouting? Isn't it just a flash of fingers?" Xu Qingyun glanced back at the middle-aged man with some dissatisfaction and said.

What does it mean to be a snap of your fingers?

This is a unique skill!

This flash of finger has almost been lost in the traditional Chinese medicine community and is very rare.

The middle-aged man didn't expect that he would see the unique skill of a flashing pointer on a very young boy today.

Not to mention the kid's medical skills, just this flash of fingers made him impressed.

The blink of an eye is really nothing for Xu Qingyun. He is actually more powerful in using Qi to control the needle, and can control ninety-ninety-one silver needles at the same time to accurately pierce the acupoints.

Ignoring the shocked middle-aged man, Xu Qingyun gently twisted the silver needle with his hand.

After a while, the female patient felt a warm heat flow coming from her lower abdomen. The heat flow slowly spread, and in a short while, her dysmenorrhea disappeared.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, my dysmenorrhea has healed! It's so amazing!" The female patient looked at Xu Qingyun with an incredible face and said.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, young man, you are such a miracle doctor!" The female patient looked excited.

This dysmenorrhea caused her torture and it hurt for several days.

This young genius doctor said that one injection would be cured, but it was really cured with just one injection.

It turns out that traditional Chinese medicine is so powerful and so magical!

The middle-aged man behind him also looked at Xu Qingyun with an incredible look on his face. This kid is so amazing that he really cured the dysmenorrhea with just one injection.

Xu Qingyun pulled out the silver needle from the female patient's lower abdomen and said to her: "I'll prescribe a few pairs of Chinese medicine for you later. You can boil it into half a bowl of water and drink it. One pair a day, and take it for three days. In the future, your dysmenorrhea will basically be cured."

"But be careful, when menstruation comes next time, you can't touch raw and cold food, otherwise it will easily recur."

"Okay, thank you doctor! I understand." The female patient agreed.

After Xu Qingyun finished speaking, he ignored the middle-aged man behind him and walked straight to the medicine cabinet. There were many Chinese medicine neatly placed here, each of which was packed in a drawer with the name written on it.

Xu Qingyun took out three pieces of yellow paper and spread it on the counter. Then he skillfully opened the drawers, put on gloves, and grabbed a few Chinese medicines with his hands. There was no medicine scale at all. Xu Qingyun knew how much it was needed.

Divide the Chinese medicine into three parts, wrap it in three pieces of yellow paper, then take a piece of rope, tie it up quickly, and turn it into a medicine bag.

The whole action was done in one go, like an artistic performance, pleasing to the eye.

Xu Qingyun handed the medicine bag to the female patient and once again told her how to use the medicine.

After the other party took the medicine bag, he thanked him very much.

"Boss Wu, how much does it cost to treat the disease this time?" the female patient looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Today, I will give you free medical treatment, and I won't charge you any money." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said.

When the female patient heard this, she showed joy on her face again. After thanking her again, she happily left the clinic.
Chapter completed!