After meeting the conditions for treatment, Miao Lanyi took a step forward and briefly examined the patient.
Immediately, under the expectant eyes of the patient's family, she nodded and said, "It can be treated. If you stay for two weeks, I will ensure that he leaves here in good health."
"Very good!"
"Thank you, old miracle doctor!"
"You are truly the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva, thank you, thank you!"
When the patient's family members heard this, they were all surprised and thanked him profusely.
"You guys wait here for a while, I'll go get ready."
After Miao Lanyi finished speaking, she turned around and entered the house.
The patient's family members were very happy to be able to receive treatment so smoothly.
Especially He Kang, as a father, had a rare smile on his face.
When he saw Xu Qingyun and others beside him, he thought they were also here to seek medical treatment from Miao Lanyi, so he talked about his own affairs:
"You have come to the right person for treatment. This is a true miracle doctor. Last year, I suffered a stroke, which left me paralyzed and unable to walk. It was even more serious than my son is now. I was carried here by someone."
"After much pleading, this miracle doctor was willing to accept me and treat my illness."
"This doctor's medical skills are very good. She didn't give me any injections or surgery. She just took the medicine she prepared for me every day. I stayed here for half a month."
"My illness miraculously healed, and I didn't even know how. I was carried here by others, but when I left, I walked out on my own."
"Although this old miracle doctor has a weird temper, he is indeed capable and has medical skills."
"If you ask her for medical treatment, your attitude must be better."
He Kang kept talking non-stop, as if he wanted the whole world to know how his illness was cured.
When Xu Qingyun heard these words, his starry eyes lit up slightly.
It seems that this old Miao doctor is really quite capable.
Stroke is not an easy disease to treat. It is considered serious if it can be cured in half a month, and the patient has not relapsed after a year.
This old Miao doctor should have a special secret recipe that can treat stroke.
Xu Qingyun can naturally also treat stroke patients, but the method may be different.
Xu Qingyun thought for a while, then walked towards the patient's family and said, "I'm actually not here to seek medical treatment. I am a Chinese medicine practitioner myself. I can check on your son's condition."
"Hey! You are also a Chinese medicine doctor! Are you here to see the old miracle doctor?" He Kang heard this and looked at Xu Qingyun in surprise.
Study medicine! Although the old Miao doctor has some abilities, he is obviously not qualified to be Xu Qingyun's master.
Xu Qingyun did not answer He Kang's question.
He Kang thought Xu Qingyun acquiesced.
"Okay, since you are a disciple of the old miracle doctor, let's take a look."
Xu Qingyun nodded lightly, walked to the patient, stretched out his fingers, placed them on the patient's chest, and began to carefully diagnose the pulse.
After a while, Xu Qingyun withdrew his hand.
Immediately, he took out a few silver needles, flicked his fingers, and the silver needles flew out, piercing several acupuncture points of the patient one after another, Baihui, Neiguan, Yamen...
The patient was unable to speak due to the stroke, but he was still conscious. Suddenly someone inserted an needle into his body. He seemed to be frightened. His throat kept rolling and his mouth made a loud sound, but he could not speak complete words. His eyes were filled with fear.
"Oh, why did you get an injection?"
The patient's family members also screamed in shock when they saw this scene.
However, they all thought that Xu Qingyun was a disciple of the old miracle doctor. Although they were surprised, they did not stop him.
He just widened his eyes and watched Xu Qingyun's movements nervously.
"Relax, you'll be fine. I'm treating you." Xu Qingyun looked at the patient and comforted him.
Subsequently, Xu Qingyun moved his fingers, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, twisting the silver needle at different frequencies. This chapter has been completed!