"Dad, what is Zhu Yushu?" Bian Yuan saw that his father was so surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, but he had never heard of it.

"Traditional Chinese medicine in the Tang Dynasty is divided into 12 departments, each of which treats a disease, but what the world doesn't know is that in fact, Chinese medicine is still the thirteenth department, that is Zhu Youke, this department can treat almost all diseases, and basically does not rely on herbal medicine and acupuncture, but this department is strict, and it is even more difficult to learn, after the Ming Dynasty, it is gradually lost, I didn't expect this kid to be Zhu Youshu," Bian Qianfan said in surprise.

In fact, about Zhu Youshu, Bian Qianfan had only heard his ancestors mention it, but he had never seen anyone perform it, and he didn't expect Jiang Cheng to show it.

"Dad, you're really well," the young man saw that his father was well, and his heart suddenly became ecstatic.

Before, Bian Qianfan said that it would be relieved in three days, and it would take half a month to recover if he spoke, but now Jiang Cheng is going down with such a bowl of water, and his father will be fine, which is also amazing.

"Divine doctor, divine doctor!"

The young man knelt down directly to Jiang Cheng and began to kowtow, saying, "Thank you for saving my father, thank you for the doctor." ”

"You're welcome, it's my duty to treat the sick and save people, and this is also the purpose of my Rejuvenation Pavilion," Jiang Cheng hurriedly helped the young man up.

The people around who were still talking about it were also a lot quieter at this time, they originally thought that Jiang Chengcheng was a quack doctor who harmed people, but they didn't expect that method to be really useful.

However, many people still said that it was because of Jiang Cheng's good luck, after all, the name of Wanshengtang was already ingrained in their hearts.

"Doctor Bian, I should have won this competition, right?" Jiang Cheng asked lightly as he looked at Bian Qianfan.

"Hmph, I just won a game, what's there to be proud of," Bian Yuan rolled his eyes at Jiang Cheng very dissatisfied.

"The second scene will also be decided by Doctor Bian," Jiang Cheng said casually.

"Okay, let's compare the needles next!"

Bian Qianfan knew that no matter how much his medicine cured the disease, it would not be faster than the effect of Zhu Youshu, so he immediately changed his method to compete.

"Needle?"

Jiang Cheng heard this and laughed in his heart, this is what he is best at.

Of course, Bian Qianfan didn't care what Jiang Cheng thought, he took a look at the patients queuing behind him, and found a middle-aged man with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, a little demented and delirious, sitting in a wheelchair.

An old lady with gray hair was holding a wheelchair with a distressed face, obviously her son was in the wheelchair, and she also knew that Wanshengtang was cured, and wanted to see if she could cure her son's dementia.

"That old woman, come here!"

Bian Qianfan saw the appearance of this dementia and knew that the difficulty of this condition was very high, but he had also treated this condition before, so he was naturally very sure.

"Thank you Doctor Bian," the old lady saw that Doctor Bian called herself, and hurriedly pushed her son over.

"Don't thank me, you picked up a bargain today, otherwise I wouldn't have seen such a complicated illness of yours during the free clinic," Bian Qianfan lost a game before, and he was not happy in his heart, and said directly to the old lady in a cold voice.

Although the old lady was choked like this, she still muttered to Bian Qianfan with thanks.

"Do you want to check her situation and see if it's the trust I asked?" Bian Qianfan looked at Jiang Cheng coldly.

"No need, you can diagnose and treat it," Jiang Cheng said lightly.

Bian Qianfan immediately snorted coldly when he heard this, and then he stepped forward to take the pulse, and after checking it, he found that it was exactly the same as a patient he had treated before.

"The sea of marrow is empty, the liver and kidneys are insufficient, and the qi is stagnant and blood stasis, which leads to dementia," Bian Qianfan said as he took out his own needle after being diagnosed.

Bian Qianfan's face was also serious at this time, because the acupuncture method for treating this condition is very strict, and it is necessary to put needles in the brain and chest, and a wrong needle will lead to human life.

Taking a deep breath, Bian Qianfan asked someone to take off the shirt of the man with dementia, and pointed his fingers at the two acupoints of Zigong and Xuanji on his chest, and then placed the needle, and then he reached out and pressed the two acupuncture points of the man's head, Sishenchong and Yangbai, and gave two more injections.

Bian Qianfan has been pressing the acupuncture points accurately for half an hour, and then using enough strength to get the needle, after such a busy half an hour, his forehead is soaked with layers of sweat.

"Okay, after ten points, he can regain some of his senses," Bian Qianfan sat on the chair with a pale face at this time.

"Dad, are you okay?" Seeing his father's weak appearance, Bian Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Bian Qianfan also shook his head, he used all his housekeeping skills this time, and he would definitely win this time.

Sure enough, after ten minutes, the middle-aged man in the wheelchair obviously recovered a lot, no longer the demented appearance before, but returned to normal, and his mouth and eyes were much better.

"Doctor Bian is really powerful, the patient is obviously much better. ”

"Wanshengtang's signboard is powerful, such a serious illness actually worked on the spot. ”

"yes, that's a lot worse than some people's crookedness. ”

As soon as many people saw that Bian Qianfan's treatment was effective, they immediately praised it, and they didn't forget to belittle Jiang Cheng like this.

However, Jiang Cheng didn't particularly care about such a situation, but looked at Bian Qianfan's side.

"Jiulong returns the yang needle, Bian Shen Doctor, a good means," Jiang Cheng saw the process of Bian Qianfan's needle, and immediately said with some surprise, sure enough, the Bian family was able to gain a foothold in the capital, and it was not entirely luck, and the strength was also there, but it was a pity that Bian Yuan did not inherit this strength.

Bian Qianfan was also slightly taken aback when he heard Jiang Cheng's words, this was the ancestral acupuncture method in his own family, but Jiang Cheng, this kid, actually recognized it.

"You have a bit of eyesight," Bian Qianfan said proudly, this set of acupuncture techniques is not something that anyone can perform.

"The acupuncture method is good, but the person who applied the needle is not good, and there were two needles in the wrong position just now," Jiang Cheng said lightly.

"Nonsense!"

When Bian Qianfan heard Jiang Cheng's words, his whole person was furious, he was already familiar with this set of acupuncture methods, and it was impossible to make a mistake even if he closed his eyes.

"You only know that he has dementia, but you ignore that he also has a hidden disease, he has been sitting for a long time, and his yang is too prosperous, and if you are so strong and yang-revitalizing, he will have qi and blood surges, causing danger to his life," Jiang Cheng looked at Bian Qianfan and explained.

When Bian Qianfan heard Jiang Cheng's words, he immediately sneered disdainfully.

"I've already given him a pulse, and there is no hidden disease you said at all," Bian Qianfan glanced at the middle-aged man who was gradually returning to normal, and said, "The situation of his recovery is obvious to everyone, so you don't need me to say anything, right?"

"That's right, the patients are all fine, and he's still messing around, it's too shameless. ”

"So if he was able to win just now, it was all just luck, and the real ability depends on the Doctor Bian. ”

Many patients accused Jiang Cheng of coming, and completely regarded Jiang Cheng as a clown, Bian Yuan heard this, and his heart became proud, and he looked at Jiang Cheng with a sneer.

However, just when these people accused Jiang Cheng, the middle-aged man in the wheelchair suddenly had blood in his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot and turned red.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

The old lady saw her son's appearance and eagerly stepped forward to ask, but the middle-aged man coughed up blood and showed no signs of stopping.

"This ...... What's going on?"

When Bian Qianfan saw this situation, he immediately panicked, he didn't know how it was like this, he hurriedly went up to check it, and found that it was really the reason Jiang Cheng said before, this guy really had a hidden disease.

"You old lady, why didn't you tell me that your son had a hidden illness before?" Bian Qianfan said angrily to the old lady.

"I ......"

When the old lady heard this accusation, she was helpless, of course she didn't know what kind of hidden illness her son had.

"Doctor Bian, are you too immoral like this? You are a doctor, and you also had a pulse just now, do you not know what disease he has?" Jiang Cheng said coldly to Bian Qianfan's side.

Bian Qianfan was said by Jiang Cheng's words, and his face turned red with shame all of a sudden, indeed, he was a doctor, he couldn't see any illness, and he had to be told by others.

"And I told you just now, you didn't listen to yourself, but now you blame others?

Jiang Cheng directly pushed him away as he spoke, stepped forward and pulled out two needles, re-found the acupuncture points and inserted them.

"Don't move, are you brain-dead, you'll kill people if you move like this," Bian Qianfan hurriedly shouted when he saw that Jiang Cheng had moved his needle twice.

But Jiang Cheng didn't pay attention to it, but after these two injections, the middle-aged man who was originally coughing up blood violently gradually calmed down, and the blood in his eyes also retreated and returned to normal.

"Son, are you feeling better?" asked the old lady as she hurriedly looked at her son.

"Mother......?"

The middle-aged man turned his head with great difficulty, looked at the old lady, and called out directly.

Hearing such a mother, the old lady's excited old eyes were full of tears, she had not heard her son call herself for ten years since her son was sick.

"You're alright, you're finally well, my son!"

The old lady hugged the middle-aged man excitedly and said, she was really happy, she didn't expect her son to recover one day.

"Divine doctor, this young man is a divine doctor, and he is good at treating diseases and acupuncture. ”

"Thanks to him, otherwise the old lady would have sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man. ”

"I said a long time ago that this young man can do it, otherwise how could he win a medical hall from Wanshengtang. ”

When the people around saw this situation, they suddenly turned around, and they all praised Jiang Cheng, and then belittled Bian Qianfan.

Bian Qianfan also knew that he had lost, and suddenly his head roared, and he really didn't have the face to continue to stay here.

"Let's go!" Bian Qianfan hurriedly said to his son and his subordinates, closing the stall and leaving.

"Doctor Bian, have you forgotten something?" Jiang Cheng saw that Bian Qianfan was about to run, and shouted at his back with a smile.