An old doctor was surprised. He saw Jiang Minghao pull out another silver needle, and he was already sweating on his forehead. However, he still gritted his teeth and endured it. He firmly inserted the silver needle in Lin Bo's Zenith point and murmured to himself.
: "The fourth needle seeks the gods, and the gods come from all directions..."
"This, this is actually the fourth stitch, the Suo Shen Needle Technique, all directions!"
Zhao Mingtang was shocked and couldn't believe it as he looked at Jiang Minghao with his hands on the medical bed, because he forcibly administered the fourth injection, which had drained all the energy from his body.
"How is it possible? How could this kid cast the fourth needle of the Nine-turn Divine Needle..."
"Good guy, you hide it deep enough..."
For a moment, Zhao Luping, Wang Yulin, Chen Bin and others gathered in the medical center all looked shocked and incredulous. Looking at Jiang Minghao who was sitting on the chair and completely relieved, they never imagined that he could hide so deeply.
Even Fang Tanya on the side narrowed her phoenix eyes and looked at Jiang Minghao with a sweet smile: "It's getting more and more interesting..."
"Well, Uncle Lin hasn't woken up yet."
But everyone looked at Uncle Lin on the hospital bed, but there was still no movement.
"It seems that it still doesn't work." Wang Ming shook his head, but he was sneering in his heart.
"Let me just say, no matter what the Nine-Turn Magic Needle is, it still hasn't been able to save Lin Bo."
Chen Bin looked on with cold eyes, watching Lin Bo making no movement on the medical bed, and then looking at Jiang Minghao, inwardly sarcastic that this kid would be in big trouble this time.
For a moment, everyone present looked around, and Wang Yulin and other old doctors also shook their heads. It seems that this person still cannot be saved...
"Ahem..."
But just when everyone thought that Uncle Lin would not wake up, he coughed twice violently while lying on the hospital bed.
Everyone present was stunned. Jiang Minghao immediately stretched out his big hand to grab Lin Bo's pulse and felt that his heart rate was gradually calming down. He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Uncle Lin, you are awake."
"This...how is this possible? I was really saved by him..."
Chen Bin, Wang Ming, and Zhao Luping looked at each other, and their expressions began to look ugly. Especially Zhao Luping, whose face was the color of pig liver. He was scolded by his grandfather just now, blaming him for not helping Uncle Lin.
"Pa bang..."
I don’t know who applauded first. Passers-by outside also applauded one after another. Someone shouted: "What a doctor, Jiang Minghao is doing a great job..."
Chen Guoguo watched the passers-by at the door applauding and shouted excitedly: "Brother Hao is the best..."
"Yes, as a doctor, you should put the patient first, instead of being timid and afraid of getting into trouble like you. If everyone thinks like you, how can people in this society in the future be like you?
Aren’t they all cold-blooded?”
An old doctor stood up and pointed angrily at young doctors such as Zhao Luping, Wang Minghou and Jiang Minghao: "Thanks to Xiao Jiang, he took action at all costs, otherwise, Lao Lin would have died in our Traditional Chinese Medicine Street
This is simply the biggest insult to our traditional Chinese medicine street."
"That's right, the state of mind of you juniors is far inferior to that of Xiao Jiang. You are not worthy of being called a doctor!" Another old doctor also pointed at these juniors and accused them.
For a time, Zhao Luping, Wang Minghou and others could only lower their heads and grimace as they were taught a lesson one by one by these old doctors.
Especially Zhao Mingtang, Hou Dedong and Wang Yulin, because these are their grandchildren, they were very angry when they learned that they would not help Uncle Lin, and immediately took them back to the medical clinic to kneel to their ancestors.
"Doctor Zhao, stay!"
Just when Zhao Mingtang grabbed Zhao Luping and was about to go back to kneel in the ancestral hall, Jiang Minghao suddenly stood up and said coldly: "Don't you ask why Uncle Lin had a sudden myocardial infarction and collapsed at the door of your Zhao Medical Hall?"
"Jiang Minghao, what do you mean?"
Zhao Luping turned around, glared at Jiang Minghao, and shouted, "Do you still think it was us who caused Uncle Lin to fall at the door of my house?"
"Xiao Jiang, don't talk nonsense. Even if Lu Ping doesn't help Uncle Lin, you can't frame our Zhao Medical Hall like this." Zhao Mingtang's eyes widened slightly and he said to Jiang Minghao.
"Yes, Uncle Lin suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction. No one wanted him to fall down in front of his house." Other doctors also said one after another.
"Xiao Jiang, have you misunderstood? I think this is just a coincidence." Wang Yulin stepped forward and said for Zhao Mingtang.
Jiang Minghao glanced at them, pointed at Uncle Lin on the hospital bed, and said coldly to Zhao Luping and Zhao Mingtang: "Uncle Lin drank your spleen-strengthening herbal tea and suffered a myocardial infarction. Don't you think about why?
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"What, did you get sick after drinking herbal tea that strengthens the body and strengthens the spleen?" Passers-by outside looked shocked and became excited.
"Jiang Minghao, don't be slanderous. How could it be possible that Uncle Lin fell ill because he drank my spleen-strengthening herbal tea? Then why are there so many people okay after drinking it?" Zhao Luping got emotional and pointed at Jiang Minghao and shouted.
road.
However, Jiang Minghao's eyes were firm, pointing at Uncle Lin on the medical bed, and said coldly: "Uncle Lin is weak and has been in poor health. Although your herbal tea for strengthening the body and strengthening the spleen is very effective, you gave the medicine too hard. Uncle Lin drank your herbal tea."
, he had a sudden myocardial infarction because he couldn't bear it for a while. If you don't believe it, you can check Uncle Lin's pulse and you will know."
Wang Yulin, Hou Dedong and several other old doctors looked at each other. Suddenly an old doctor stepped forward to take Lin Bo's pulse. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Xiao Jiang is right. Old Lin's physical weakness is indeed due to his strong inner fire."
To.”
"Yes, I just took his pulse some time ago, and everything was quite normal. I was wondering why he suddenly had a myocardial infarction. It turned out that he drank this spleen-strengthening herbal tea too much." Another old doctor nodded and said.
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Zhao Mingtang had a bad face and stepped forward to check Uncle Lin's pulse. His expression became even worse. He turned around and slapped Zhao Luping, and said angrily: "Go back and spread the herbal tea stall. Also, kneel down in the ancestral hall for a week.
You are not allowed to come out without my promise."
"Grandpa, I..."
At this moment, Zhao Luping never thought that it was his spleen-strengthening herbal tea that caused Lin Bo to become ill.
"This road is flat. Although herbal tea has good effects, our Chinese medicine pays attention to the balance of medicinal effects in order to achieve the balance of the human body's internal organs. If it is taken suddenly and violently, it will lead to imbalance.
So you young people, remember, don’t take medicine too hard, do you understand?” the old doctor said to the young Chinese medicine practitioners.
The doctors present could only listen honestly, not even daring to fart.
"Xiao Jiang is still sensible. If your grandpa can see you using the Nine Turns Magic Needle, he will be very happy." An old doctor patted Jiang Minghao on the shoulder and smiled happily.
"Yes, doctors are benevolent. We who study medicine must maintain an eternal kindness. No matter what the situation, the patient is the best. Xiaojiang has done a good job. We admire him." Some old doctors praised repeatedly.
By Jiang Minghao.
Now passers-by outside also praised Jiang Minghao as a good doctor, and word spread in the Chinese Medicine Street.
Whether it was Jiang Minghao's medical skills or his benevolence, everyone admired him from the moment he carried Uncle Lin back from the street.
For a time, everyone looked at Jiang Minghao with admiration and no longer thought that he was the incompetent quack who prescribed the wrong medicine...
Chen Guomin came in, glared at Chen Bin fiercely, and then said to Jiang Minghao: "Xiao Jiang, please transfer Uncle Lin to me. I will treat him."
"Okay, Uncle Min, I'll give Uncle Lin a prescription." Jiang Minghao had no objection. He believed Chen Guomin.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you transfer Uncle Lin to the clinic?" Chen Guomin turned around and snorted to Chen Bin.
Hearing that his son did not help Uncle Lin, he was very angry.
"oh…"
Chen Bin had no choice but to pull his face and transfer Bo Lin to Uncle Min's Clinic with other doctors.
Jiang Minghao wrote a prescription for Uncle Lin, and soon Lin Bo's son hurried over. After hearing the whole incident, Lin Bo's son kept thanking Jiang Minghao, and then took the prescription to get the medicine and went to the government office.
I went to the uncle's clinic to take care of my father...
After working for an hour, all the people in the medical clinic were gone. Jiang Minghao finally sat on a chair and breathed a sigh of relief, but found Fang Tanya sitting next to him. Feng Yan stared at him intently, and Jiang Minghao's old face turned red.