It was the first time that the Jiang family's father and daughter were escorted back to Jiangzhen by soldiers.

Meng Chuan didn't even enter the door of the Jiangbei Medical Center, took the medicine box and left, and went straight to the nursing home.

When they arrived at Zhong Lao's ward, Chen Yizhen and Xiang Mingjie were also here.

"Xiao Meng, are you here, come and see how Zhong Lao's condition is, if you have no choice, you can only take a conservative treatment plan. However, with conservative treatment, Zhong Lao is very likely to not survive this autumn......" Chen Yizhen greeted him and said with a frown.

Meng Chuan nodded and said, "Dean Chen, don't worry, I'll take a look at the situation in a while." ”

Xiang Mingjie on the side was quite unconvinced, snorted coldly, and whispered: "Look at the situation? It is useless to look at the situation again! The patient's condition cannot be cured." ”

He originally thought that Meng Chuan would not be able to hear what he said again, but how keen was Meng Chuan's hearing?

Meng Chuan didn't go to Zhong Lao's side immediately, but walked to Xiang Mingjie in a few steps, and a slap passed.

"Smack!"

Xiang Mingjie was staggered, his eyes widened and he shouted, "Stinky boy, you dare to hit me?!"

"What about beating you?" Meng Chuan said coldly, "If Zhong Lao dies, today will not be a problem that can be solved by a slap." ”

"Didn't you say that the patient could be cured nine times out of ten, and why is the condition getting worse now?"

"Before you pretend to be forced, shouldn't you look at how many pounds and taels you have?

"What you know is a piece of garbage! just like you!"

"You?!" Xiang Mingjie was angered by Meng Chuan's words and yelled, "You dare to say that the Western medicine I studied is rubbish?"

Meng Chuan shook his head and said, "I didn't say that Western medicine is garbage, but that you are garbage." ”

"You ......" Xiang Mingjie was so angry that Meng Chuan's head was swollen, and he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

He knew that Zhong Lao's condition had worsened, and it was indeed because of his own negligence, so he didn't dare to compete with Meng Chuan now, so he had to snort coldly and said, "If you have the ability, you can cure the patient and then come to me to put these nonsense words! If you can't cure it, don't pretend to be an uncle in front of me!"

"I'm not like you, you're garbage and I'm not. After Meng Chuan left the next sentence, he went to the hospital bed and examined Zhong Lao.

Xiang Mingjie's heart burned with anger, and he said in his heart: You kid wait, I see what you have to cure the patient! The patient's compound illness cannot be cured well, and you are helpless when you turn back, I want to get all the insults you have on me!

Meng Chuan didn't use any instrument, he looked at Zhong Lao's complexion for a while, and touched Zhong Lao's pulse again, basically the situation was already well understood.

This clock has fallen into a coma, and if it drags on for a while, maybe people really can't do it.

"How?" Zhong Qi asked eagerly.

Meng Chuan thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I can cure this disease, you can rest assured." ”

"Really?" Zhong Qi burst into tears with excitement, and I said with Meng Chuan's hand, "Doctor Meng, if you can really cure my father and let him live a few more years, you are my living parents!"

Chen Yizhen laughed and said, "Colonel Zhong, you don't need to be excited, I said a long time ago, Doctor Meng's medical skills are far above me, since he said so, then he must be sure." ”

Only Xiang Mingjie snorted at this: Can it be cured? bragging!

Meng Chuan didn't delay, asked for a pen and paper, wrote two prescriptions, handed them to Chen Yizhen, and said: "Dean Chen, I will give Zhong Lao an injection in a while, please help me get these medicines, don't boil them, dry and grind them all, make them into incense and bring them over." I'm sure it's not a hard thing for you to be old, right?"

"Make incense?" Chen Yizhen was stunned for a moment, looked at the prescription carefully, suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "You kid, you want to go both ways, two ways at the same time!

Meng Chuan smiled and said, "Zhong Lao's lung condition is more complicated, and it is a compound disease. Using only one method to give Zhong Lao medicine or acupuncture will inevitably affect another condition. ”

"So, just use two methods of treatment, each doing its own thing, without interfering with each other. ”

"Wonderful!" Chen Yizhen nodded again and again, and said with a smile, "Xiao Meng, you can rest assured that you can give Zhong Lao acupuncture, I will get it now, do it myself, and ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

Meng Chuan arched his hand and said: "That's naturally the best, the amount of this medicine can't be bad at all, otherwise the consequences will be very serious." If it weren't for Dean Chen's actions, I might not have been relieved!"

"Hehe, you kid!" Chen Yizhen smiled, knowing that this was Meng Chuan's intention to share some of the credit for saving Zhong Lao.

Chen Yizhen didn't break it, and rushed back to the First Hospital with the prescription, ready to grab the medicine and make incense.

After Chen Yizhen left, Meng Chuan took out the needle bag, lifted Zhong Lao's shirt, and began to acupuncture Zhong Lao.

Meng Chuan pricked a total of one hundred and eight needles on Zhong Lao's body, all of which were pierced in various sizes and acupuncture points that flowed through the lungs, and then nourished with his own blood and qi, so as to repair the fibrosis of Zhong Lao's lungs.

Xiang Jieming wants to come to Chinese medicine, let alone the representative acupuncture technique of Chinese medicine?

Seeing that Meng Chuan had filled Zhong Lao with needles and kept twisting them, he said disdainfully: "Can needles alone cure lung diseases?

"Many Western scholars have long believed that acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine is deceiving, and such a method is not bad if it doesn't stab people to death, how can it be cured?

"You handed over the patient to this liar, you want to harm the patient! You see, when this kid is done pretending to be a god, the patient will not get any better!"

Almost as soon as Xiang Mingjie's words fell, Zhong Lao immediately reacted.

Zhong Lao, who was in a coma, suddenly took a big breath, and then, his originally weak breathing became long and steady, and it seemed that there was no pain before between breaths.

Zhong Qi and a cadre of military personnel were surprised again and again, because before Meng Chuan's acupuncture, Zhong Lao's breathing was already very laborious, and this was the first time that he felt that Zhong Lao's breathing was so smooth, almost no different from an ordinary person.

Obviously, Meng Chuan's acupuncture worked, and it was very obvious!

Xiang Mingjie was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

He just said that Meng Chuan was really pretending to be a ghost, and his acupuncture couldn't be useful, but in the blink of an eye, Zhong Lao's reaction slapped him in the face!

Isn't it said that the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is slow? Why did it not take long for acupuncture to improve the patient's condition?!

"It seems that Doctor Meng has real talent and learning, unlike some people, although he has a lot of halo on his head and is full of arrogance, he still almost killed someone in the end!" Zhong Qi snorted coldly, and glanced at Xiang Mingjie pointedly.