Lin Xiaoming's punch still used both internal energy and energy, but he didn't use all his strength, only 70% of his strength!
Can Uncle Qin be knocked away with only seven points of strength?
Is this right? This is not right!
He had tried his best just now, but wasn't Uncle Qin unscathed?
In fact, the reason is very simple. Uncle Qin is so pretentious that Lin Xiaoming stops talking about martial arts ethics with him!
When he punched for the third time, he quietly put a silver needle between his fingers! The punch was still on the chest, but it was concentrated on the Tanzhong point!
Although the Golden Bell is powerful, said to be copper-skinned and iron-boned, invulnerable, it also has its nemesis.
Lin Xiaoming knows at least two ways to crack it: one is to be iron-fingered and the other is to kill for a thousand years!
It is naturally the most honorable and effective way to defeat Jin Zhonggang with the strength of an iron finger. Unfortunately, Lin Xiaoming doesn't know how to do it. He can kill him in a thousand years, but he doesn't despise it. So he finally chose a compromise method and used
The silver needle replaces the iron finger and hits the Tanzhong point directly.
Tanzhong point is one of the thirty-six fatal points in the human body. Once it is hit hard, the breath will be dispersed!
Although Uncle Qin's golden bell was practiced very well and he looked quite awesome, he was obviously not so perfect that he could enter the palace! The Tanzhong acupoint was pricked by the silver needle holding the internal energy, and his defense was immediately broken! Not only was the person not only
He fell out and was seriously injured!
Don't pretend to be cool, or you'll be struck by lightning if you pretend to be cool!
When he got up again, he covered his chest with one hand and a look of pain on his face.
This is still Lin Xiaoming's mercy and he only used 70% of his strength. If he had tried his best, he could have notified the funeral home's car to pick him up by now.
Chen Qiming saw that although Uncle Qin had stood up, he was still swaying and shaky, obviously unable to fight anymore, so he almost opened his mouth and cursed "trash", "It's okay. Why did you let him punch him three times?"
"Come on, come on all of them!" Chen Qiming could only shout to the other bodyguards.
More than a dozen bodyguards immediately rushed towards Lin Xiaoming with strange screams.
Although Lin Xiaoming didn't like multi-person sports, he started to get used to it after doing it more often.
"Stop!" When he was about to fight, a shout sounded at the door, and Chen Zhilin appeared!
Chen Zhilin originally didn't want to get out of the car, let alone come in. But when she saw the situation inside through the car window, she was really afraid that Lin Xiaoming would demolish the home, so she had no choice but to show up!
"Chen Qiming, what do you want to do?"
"It's my turn to ask you this!" Chen Qiming pointed at Lin Xiaoming and asked her with an angry face, "What do you mean by bringing him back? Do you think I was not bullied enough by him? That bitch was seduced by him, just forget it.
You want to stick to him too, right?"
"Stop talking nonsense! I asked him to come to see the old man."
"See a doctor?" Chen Qiming sneered. "Ask him to treat an old man? He is an old man who comes from a poor ravine. He is a little older. What kind of medical treatment can he treat?"
"Don't look at him like this, his medical skills are very good!"
"Chen Zhilin, did you have water in your head or was you kicked by a donkey? He is just a small village doctor at best. No matter how good his medical skills are, can he be better than the experts and professors I invited from the city?"
"I'm too lazy to care about you!" Chen Zhilin snorted coldly, "Lin Xiaoming, come with me!"
Oops, I rebelled against you, calling her by name and surname, and stopped calling her brother, right... Lin Xiaoming didn't say anything, and silently followed her to the back.
There are so many people, so we have to give her some face.
Otherwise, she will give up on herself and stop acting in the future. Wouldn’t it mean that she has no future?
Chen Zhilin led him straight in. After a while, he walked out of the main building and arrived at a two-and-a-half-story building at the back.
After entering, Lin Xiaoming discovered that rich people are willful.
The hall on the first floor is directly arranged into a ward, with ECG monitoring, B-ultrasound equipment, lifting beds... all kinds of advanced equipment and equipment, it has become a small hospital.
Compared with Lin Xiaoming's simple clinic... forget it, let's not compare!
At this time, a middle-aged man aged fifty-three or four-year-old was lying on the hospital bed. His face was extremely painful, and he was moaning sadly and in a low voice.
Standing next to the bed were several doctors of a certain age, wearing white coats, arguing non-stop.
"Dean Zhang, I don't agree with your opinion. Dr. Chen now has frequent urination, urgency, painful urination, and obvious urinary tract irritation. I think it is more consistent with urinary system stones."
"Professor Zhao, Dr. Chen has already had a B-ultrasound. There are no images of stones in both kidneys, ureters, and bladder. How can you say it's a stone? In my opinion, it's a prostate problem!"
"The density of some stones is very low, and B-ultrasound may not be able to show them. They must be enhanced with contrast agents to show them."
"I think Director Chen just has a serious and complicated urinary tract infection. He just needs to increase the dose of the expanding hormone and it will be fine!"
"Dean Zhou, the most important issue now is not whether he is infected or not. He can't urinate."
"Not only can't he urinate, but he also has unstoppable pain in both lower limbs. I think this is a spinal cord disease!"
"..."
While everyone was arguing, a silent middle-aged man next to him finally opened his mouth and said: "Everyone has their own opinions and basis, but no matter which one is the correct diagnosis, Dr. Chen's urinary tract irritation syndrome and sciatica,
There is nothing wrong with these symptoms. Logically speaking, your symptomatic treatment with Western medicine can alleviate them, but why are his symptoms not getting lighter now that he is taking medicine, but continue to get worse?"
One sentence made everyone quiet down. This was undoubtedly a question that everyone was wondering about.
"Professor Zuo!" Chen Qiming couldn't care less about fighting with Lin Xiaoming at this time. He hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "So according to you, what disease does my father have?"
Professor Zuo frowned, "I just checked Mr. Chen's pulse. The pulse condition is not as complex and weird as usual. The pulse position, number, shape, and potential are not fixed at all. To be honest, I have been treating patients for twenty or thirty years."
, I have never seen such a pulse before, your father’s illness may be beyond my knowledge!”
The group of Western doctors who had just been left speechless by his questioning immediately had something to say.
"Professor Zuo, it's not that I look down on Chinese medicine. Our Western medicine can at least be said to be 23456, but Chinese medicine can't even touch the threshold. I really can't do it without entering a museum!"
"I have always believed that traditional Chinese medicine relies solely on experience and cannot differentiate syndromes and treat diseases at all. It is a pseudoscience!"
"Hey, you can't say that, the folk remedies of traditional Chinese medicine can also make a blind cat meet a dead mouse."
"..."
Chen Biquan, who was in agony on the bed, saw them arguing endlessly, but there was nothing he could do. He was still in agony, so he couldn't help but cursed.
"Are you done with it? Who can solve my current problem? I'm really about to die. Ouch, my mother! My mother!"
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but became quiet again, because they had tried every possible method and medicine they could think of, but they had no effect at all!
Chen Zhilin had been watching silently, and now she finally leaned into Lin Xiaoming's ear and said, "Go and show him!"
If you tell me to go, I will go. Wouldn’t it be a shame for me? Lin Xiaoming stood there without moving.
Seeing that he was too hard, Chen Zhilin had no choice but to use the soft one. She held his arm again, gently rubbed him with her body and shook him, "Brother, please help me. Please, please!"
It's so coquettish and coquettish that I really want to applaud and say get out!
Lin Xiaoming really couldn't figure out what kind of vixen Chen Zhilin turned into. The contrast was too great, but he couldn't resist her beauty trap. His body was shaken again and again by her headlights, and he walked towards her by accident.
hospital bed.
Chen Qiming was about to shout when he saw this, but the experts and professors had already started shouting.
"Look, here comes another unknown person!"
"We seniors can't do anything, so what can we young people do?"
"Qiming, I think you should stop messing around with those Ass and Ass. All the top experts in Chacheng are here!"
"Yes, send your father to the hospital!"
"But the conditions here are no worse than those in the hospital, and since we've all come here, it's no different from the hospital, right?"
"Then I'm afraid it can only be sent to Guangdong Province, or it may go abroad!"
"Now it's not a question of where to send them, the key is to find the cause!"
"Hey, that boy, get out of here quickly, don't waste our time here!"
"..."
Chen Qiming stepped forward, reached out and pushed Lin Xiaoming, who was taking his father's pulse, "Get out of here right now."