At this moment, Wang Zixuan suddenly said loudly: "No! No! Doctor Zhang, are you mistaken? Why do I feel that he actually cured me? He just said
Mr. Zhou inserted the needle in the wrong place, and I would have heart failure. I did feel chest tightness, palpitations, dizziness, and very uncomfortable. After he gave me the injection, I felt like this.
It disappeared immediately. The sprained area that was still hurting before miraculously no longer hurt at all. So, I think everything he said is true. The person who cured me actually
It's him!"
"What?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Chengwen couldn't help but open his mouth wide and was speechless.
The scene also fell silent.
Everyone looked at each other with surprise and suspicion.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that what Wang Zixuan said is quite reasonable.
Could it be said that it was really not Mr. Zhou who cured Wang Zixuan, but this young man?
This, how is this possible?
Zhang Chengwen suddenly woke up.
He said anxiously: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could the person who cured you be this kid! Master, tell me quickly..."
"Chengwen, shut up!" Mr. Zhou said in a deep voice.
When Zhang Chengwen looked stunned, he closed his mouth.
Zhou Lao said to Zixuan: "Zixuan, come here, I will take your pulse again!"
"Okay, Mr. Zhou."
Mr. Zhou took Zixuan's pulse carefully again!
The expression on his face keeps changing.
He didn't say a word for a long time.
Time passes minute by minute.
For everyone present, every moment seemed like a passing year.
It seemed like hundreds of millions of years had passed before Mr. Zhou let go of his hand.
Sighed.
The whole person looks as if he has aged dozens of years instantly.
When Zhang Chengwen saw this, he felt uneasy and hurriedly asked: "Master..."
Mr. Zhou raised his hand to interrupt, shook his head and said: "Needless to say, it was indeed not me who cured Zixuan, but this young man!"
"ah?"
Everyone was shocked.
I feel unbelievable.
The person who cured Wang Zixuan was actually not Mr. Zhou, but the young man they said was overestimating his abilities?
How can this be?
Zhang Chengwen was even more shocked and said in shock: "Master, what did you say? This is impossible! I don't believe it!"
"That's the truth. You have to believe it if you don't believe it!" Mr. Zhou looked up at Ye Ming and said, "Although I can cure this kind of sprain with one shot and relieve the pain quickly, I can't heal the injury instantly.
, no pain at all! What’s more, I now understand that Zixuan not only sprained his wrist, but also suffered from a special type of qiemia! The injection of my needle was supposed to relax the muscles and activate the muscles and joints.
The blood dissipated blood stasis, but it happened to stimulate the blood qi, causing his blood qi to reverse course and damage his heart and arteries!"
"But I couldn't diagnose it just now."
"I have wasted my decades of medical practice to make such a big mistake. I am so ashamed!"
"Thanks to this young man for guiding me and giving Zixuan acupuncture!"
"That one shot of his really cured the disease!"
"His medical skills are much better than mine!"
After saying that, Mr. Zhou actually stood up, bowed his hands to Ye Ming solemnly, and said sincerely: "Zhou Xuanhu, thank you, Master, for your help! Not only did you save Zixuan, but you also saved me."
Too old!"
Seeing this scene, the scene suddenly went into an uproar!
Zhang Chengwen was completely dumbfounded.
Everyone's eyes were now focused on Mr. Zhou and Ye Ming.
Everyone's eyes are filled with endless shock!
I simply couldn’t believe my eyes!
The dignified Mr. Zhou actually admitted that his medical skills were inferior to those of a young man.
He also called this young man a master.
He even said that the other party had just saved him!
This scene is simply too fantasy!
Extremely unreal!
If they didn't know Mr. Zhou's personality, they would even doubt whether this was a staged show!
At this time, Ye Ming said to Mr. Zhou: "Your medical skills are indeed a bit poor, but what is worse is actually luck. You have met someone who is unique in the world and has the hidden Yang pulse. This kind of hidden...
You are not the only one who can't diagnose the Yang Jue Meridian, other doctors can't diagnose it either. However, you are lucky enough to have met me, otherwise, the injection you just gave
After leaving, this young man will be hard to save."
"Yin Yang Jue Pulse? What kind of pulse is this?" Mr. Zhou asked in confusion. He had never heard of this name.
Ye Ming said: "This is one of the ten great veins."
"Ten great pulses? What are these?" Mr. Zhou was still confused.
"The ten most important meridians are...forget it! It's a long story, and even if I say it, you might not understand it," Ye Ming said.
Asking him to explain the ten vital meridians to a mortal doctor would definitely be a lie.
How can he have time to talk to people at length now?
When Mr. Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but blush.
He seems to be despised.
At this time, everyone at the scene saw Ye Ming, a young man with a hairless mouth, answering Mr. Zhou's questions like a teacher teaching students. They felt that this situation was really inconsistent.
Especially Zhang Chengwen, he still doesn't believe that Ye Ming is really as powerful as his master said.
I felt very unconvinced.
His eyes rolled.
Open your mouth to explore Ye Ming's bottom.
"This expert, may I ask your name? I don't know who is my medical master?"
Ye Ming glanced at him, smiled, and said, "My name is Ye Ming. I don't have a master."
"You don't have a master? Where did you learn your medical skills?" Zhang Chengwen asked.
"I'm self-taught," Ye Ming replied.
"What? Self-taught?" Zhang Chengwen asked in surprise.
Mr. Zhou and others were also very shocked.
No one believed Ye Ming's answer.
How could one possibly acquire medical skills that were superior to Mr. Zhou's by just relying on self-study?
"It seems that this Ye Ming is not telling the truth." Everyone thought in their hearts.
Mr. Zhou felt that Ye Ming probably answered like this because he did not want to declare himself a master.
But Zhang Chengwen laughed: "What a self-taught person! I have never heard of anyone in the world who can become so powerful by self-taught! Ye Gaoren, since you are so powerful, then
Why is your reputation so low? Besides, why would you, an expert like you, come to a small clinic like ours?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, I'm here to find someone." Ye Ming said.
"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?" Zhang Chengwen asked.
"Find a doctor named Zhou. He is Zhou Lei's father." Ye Ming said.
"What?"
There was an uproar in the clinic...
evening.
Zhou Clinic.
The lights are bright.
Busy yet quiet.
It's just that the atmosphere inside seems a little weird at this time.
Ye Ming looked at Mr. Zhou, who was full of white hair, and then at the young and beautiful Zhou Lei, and asked the latter in astonishment: "So, this Mr. Zhou is your father?"
Zhou Lei nodded: "Yes, this is my dad."
Ye Ming was speechless.
In fact, when he heard someone calling the old doctor Mr. Zhou, he also wondered whether Mr. Zhou might be Zhou Lei's father.