Qian Weimin even said with a mocking face: "Acupuncture can clear blocked arteries? Do you think everyone will believe it?"
"If you don't believe it, just go for angiography."
The person who said this was not Yun Yi but Shen Qingxue. She was full of confidence in Yun Yi.
Everyone had witnessed Shen Qingxue's strength just now. Now when Shen Qingxue said this, no one dared to disobey her.
At that moment, Peng Xin arranged for angiography for Grandma Zhou.
Not long after, the results of the angiography came out. A doctor sent the results over. When they were handed over to Peng Xinxin, his expression was still in a state of shock.
Peng Xin took one look and was petrified on the spot.
"The results are out, now you can't pretend anymore, can you?"
Qian Weimin walked to Peng Xin and said: "Doctor Peng, give me the results, I..."
Halfway through the conversation, Qian Weimin also saw Grandma Zhou's angiography result sheet and was instantly petrified.
The results showed that the original blocked location was unobstructed.
Qian Weimin took the result sheet in his hand and looked at it a few times. When he was sure that it was true, he was dumbfounded.
"Do you have anything else to say now?" Yun Yi asked coldly.
"you……"
Qian Weimin pointed at Yun Yi and wanted to say something, but couldn't.
The results came out and I was slapped in the face.
Is Chinese medicine really so magical?
But in the end Qian Weimin still snorted: "I think it's just a coincidence. And even if it's really the effect you achieved with acupuncture, your traditional Chinese medicine methods can't be put on the table, and you can't make much money. I can just let it go." The bracket is the money you earn in a year, right?"
"So, I still look down on you."
"Um?"
Yun Yi's brows furrowed. In his opinion, Qian Weimin looked down on himself not on himself, but on Chinese medicine.
At that moment, Yun Yi said with a cold expression: "A gentleman loves money in a wise way. As a professor-level expert, it is understandable for you to charge money for stent implantation surgery, but usually the price of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan is almost straight away from you. If you spend 100,000 yuan, this would be a breach of medical ethics."
"Medical ethics?"
Qian Weimin laughed and said: "Boy, you don't know that in the medical world, if you have money, you have medical ethics. If you don't have money, you can talk about medical ethics. It's simply ridiculous."
As he said that, Qian Weimin said even more disdainfully: "Since there is no need to do this stent implantation, I will just make a little less money. I can't make much money in a small place like Qingyang City, so I'm not interested yet." Well, I’ll go back in a while.”
"Um?"
When everyone looked at Qian Weimin, they really couldn't imagine that he was such a person.
At first, Qian Weimin gave people a relatively gentle impression, and even had a somewhat knowledgeable demeanor.
But now, his face has completely changed.
Yun Yi said in a deep voice: "People like you are not worthy of being a doctor at all."
"So what?"
Qian Weimin said with disdain: "After I go back, I will still be a professor with a high status in everyone's eyes, but you are just a little Chinese medicine doctor."
"No!"
Yun Yi shook his head and said seriously: "I am a miracle doctor."
Everyone was ashamed. At this time, Yun Yi actually wanted to argue for the title of a miracle doctor?
But Yun Yi then said to Qian Weimin: "You have no idea how terrible it is to offend a miracle doctor."
"you……"
What else Qian Weimin wanted to say, Yun Yi raised his hand, and a flying needle pierced the back of Qian Weimin's hand.
"What are you doing?"
Qian Weimin was shocked and wanted to pull out the needle on the back of his hand, but at this time Yun Yi came to him at an astonishing speed and took out the needle at the same time.
One shot, two shots...
Without Qian Weimin making any resistance, Yun Yi had administered eight consecutive injections to Qian Weimin.
"You crazy person!"
Qian Weimin cursed and pinched the needle on the back of his right hand with his left hand. When he wanted to pull it out, he found that the needle seemed to be growing on the back of his hand and could not be pulled out at all.
Moreover, when he exerted force, the pulling pain was as if the flesh on the back of his hand was being torn out.
"What's going on?"
Qian Weimin was dumbfounded, how on earth did this happen?
At this time, Yun Yi took out another thin needle and said to Qian Weimin: "Did you see it? My needle has barbs. The more you try to pull it out, the more painful it will be."
"Furthermore, these eight needles will be drilled in every day. After eight days, the eight needles will completely enter your body and become part of your body, torturing you for a lifetime. This torturous acupuncture method is called ghost acupuncture.
"
"Hiss~~"
Qian Weimin took a deep breath. Is this ghost needle really so scary?
Just when Qian Weimin felt suspicious, the eight needles stuck in his body started to move, and they continued to penetrate into his body.
The almost heartbreaking pain made Qian Weimin finally believe that Yun Yi was not trying to scare him.
With a plop, Qian Weimin knelt down in front of Yun Yi.
"Little miracle doctor, I know I was wrong, please let me go!"
The people around him were all stunned. Unexpectedly, Qian Weimin knelt down and begged for mercy.
In Yun Yi's opinion, this is reasonable, and not everyone can bear the torture of ghost needles.
Yun Yi immediately said: "I can help you remove the needle, but you have to promise me to do one thing."
"If you say it, I will definitely do it." Qian Weimin quickly agreed.
Yun Yi said: "Don't you think you can make money? From now on, you will donate one million to our Yishen Orphanage in Qingyang City every year. Can you do that?"
"Yes." Qian Weimin agreed without hesitation.
Yun Yi said: "However, if you let me know in the future that you are doing this kind of thing of raising prices to harm patients, I will let you suffer the pain caused by ghost needles again."
Qian Weimin was taken aback and felt a little embarrassed.
Because of his status, if he didn't charge more harshly, he would make much less money, and it would be relatively difficult to donate one million a year.
"Why, don't you dare to agree?" Yun Yi asked in a deep voice.
"Promise, I promise."
Qian Weimin nodded quickly. The torture of the eight needles on his body had made him feel unprecedented pain, so much so that his body was soaked with sweat, so he could only agree now.
Yun Yi said: "Okay, you can get out now. Come to the Crazy Doctor's Clinic to find me in three days and I will help you remove these needles."
"Why three days later?"
Yun Yi said: "The ghost acupuncture torture on you should last for about three hours every day, and you will be fine after three hours. I will let you endure this pain for three days as your punishment."
Qian Weimin was dumbfounded again.
He wanted to say something, but Yun Yi glared at him. He didn't dare to say anything anymore and walked away dejectedly.
Seeing Qian Weimin leaving, everyone looked at Yun Yi blankly.