Hearing this, the crazy old man looked shocked.

He has lived for so long and has also visited many famous doctors.

When these famous doctors treated him, they all frowned and thought for a long time.

In the end, I had to lock myself in the room for more than ten days and read ancient medical books day and night before I could get a result.

The good doctors encountered by the crazy elderly all call the secret disease caused by the crazy elderly the number one disease in the world.

However, today!

Chen Hao said that the secret disease caused by crazy elderly people is not a difficult and complicated disease, so the results can be easily diagnosed and treated.

This naturally makes the crazy elderly unable to remain calm.

"Are you kidding?"

The crazy old man stared at Chen Hao in a serious tone:

"Although your talent is the hope of the future of the human race, I still hope that you don't make such jokes. I don't like this joke."

Chen Hao knew that the crazy elderly did not trust his medical skills, so he understood the unfriendly attitude of the crazy elderly.

"senior."

Chen Hao had a gentle smile on his face:

"I am a doctor. Doctors never joke about patients' condition. This is the most basic professional quality."

The crazy old man stared at Chen Hao, trying to find some playfulness and jokes from Chen Hao's eyes.

But the crazy old man failed.

The crazy old man only found solemnity and seriousness in Chen Hao's eyes.

This solemn and seriousness is not unfamiliar with the crazy old man.

The mad old man also had this solemnity and seriousness in the eyes of the famous doctors he had visited before.

The crazy old man couldn't help but start to believe that Chen Hao was indeed a doctor.

But the crazy old man still couldn't believe that Chen Hao was a doctor with excellent medical skills.

The famous doctors that the crazy old man met before were all old people with gray hair in their 80s.

Although these famous doctors had been studying the meridians for a long time, they did not cure his secret disease.

But these famous doctors have relieved his secret disease for at least a period of time and gave him a comfortable and comfortable life.

As for Chen Hao...

young.

Too young.

The crazy old man could not believe that Chen Hao, who was so young, would have better medical skills than the famous doctors he had met before.

If Chen Hao devoted himself to medical skills, then with Chen Hao's understanding, he achieved outstanding medical achievements at a young age, it is actually understandable.

But it is obvious that Chen Hao did not devote himself to medical skills, otherwise how could Chen Hao have such a strong cultivation level?

"Forget it."

The crazy old man shook his head and sighed.

Although he didn't believe in Chen Hao's medical skills in his heart.

He also believes that Chen Hao said that the chronic disease he suffered was not a difficult and complicated disease, but was bragging.

But he did not choose to openly question and mock Chen Hao.

"Let me tell me, what disease do I suffer from?"

Chen Hao saw from the crazy old man's eyes that the crazy old man's suspicion of his medical skills.

Chen Hao was not surprised by this. Chen Hao was suspected too many times along the way.

So much so that if the crazy old man did not doubt his medical skills, Chen Hao would find it strange.

Chen Hao smiled and did not immediately answer the question of the crazy old man, but asked the crazy old man:

"Senior should have suffered a lot of injuries when he was young, right?"

The crazy old man nodded: "It's normal for the monk to be injured."

Chen Hao continued to ask: "Senior shouldn't have cared much about these injuries when he was young, right?"

"It's normal for monks to be injured." The crazy old man repeated his previous answer, and the meaning was obvious. It's normal for monks to be injured. Of course, there is no need to care. If you pay attention to every wound, then there is still time to practice.

Is it still a monk?

Chen Hao asked: "When I was young, my seniors were full of blood and had strong self-healing ability, so I felt that no matter what injuries I had, it seemed that no matter how serious the injuries I suffered, I would have been almost done with a sleep. Is that true?"

The crazy old man frowned slightly and did not speak, which was the default.

Chen Hao smiled bitterly and said, "The gift given by fate has been secretly bidding for the price."

The crazy old man frowned even deeper: "You mean, when I was young, I thought I had healed myself, but in fact I didn't heal. It just seemed healed on the surface, but actually my blood and bones were hidden in me. When I was old, my blood and energy were

No longer vigorous, no longer strong, and his self-healing ability begins to decline. These injuries gradually occur, which makes me suffer a lot?"

Chen Hao nodded: "It's not just senior, you are like this. In fact, many monks have similar problems. When they were young, they were full of energy and thought that they were the best in the world. No one could cure themselves. They even regarded scars as romance and medals.

But when you are old, all problems will arise."

The crazy old man was silent for a while, and then refuted Chen Hao: "No, you're wrong!"

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows slightly, signaling the crazy old man to continue.

The crazy old man was not polite and said in a deep voice: "I have visited many famous doctors. Those doctors have been studying medical skills all their lives. If the root of my pain is the injuries I suffered when I was young, those doctors cannot see it?

It would be fine if it was just a doctor who couldn’t see it, but I’ve visited dozens of doctors. Is it impossible for none of the doctors to see the truth?"

Chen Hao spread his hands: "Senior, I'm sorry to tell you that the doctors you have visited... have indeed misjudged them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the crazy old man showed an expression of disbelief.

Chen Hao was not surprised by this, he just smiled indifferently and said:

"Senior, it's useless to say more, facts are better than words."

The crazy old man looked at Chen Hao in surprise:

"So you want to give a treatment plan directly?"

Chen Hao shook his head:

"No treatment plan is needed, senior's question...just one acupuncture."

The crazy old man looked at Chen Hao like a madman:

"Aren't you kidding?"

Chen Hao nodded seriously:

"Of course it's not a joke."

As he said that, Chen Hao took out a box of silver needles.

"If you can trust me more than younger generations, please sit cross-legged and relax your whole body."

The crazy old man looked at Chen Hao deeply.

Then, the crazy old man sat cross-legged and relaxed his whole body as Chen Hao said.

"Let me see your ability." said the crazy old man.

"Don't let down the trust of my seniors." Chen Hao smiled and twisted up a silver needle.

call out--

Chen Hao stabbed a silver needle into the acupoint of the crazy old man’s chest.

Immediately afterwards, the second, the third, the fourth...

There were nine silver needles in total, piercing nine acupoints of the crazy old man.

Chen Hao used his divine power to touch the silver needle, and suddenly the golden light filled the air, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes roaring.

The golden light flowed on the crazy old man. After half a stick of incense, the crazy old man suddenly opened his eyes.

laugh--

Two divine lights burst out from the crazy old man's eyes, directly shattering the two peaks.

The crazy old man stood up, his face full of surprise:
Chapter completed!