"Help?"

Zheng Qian's eyebrows furrowed, "I don't know what Judge Cui wants to help?

Judge Cui was silent for a while, and then said, "I'll tell you in a few days!"

Zheng Qian's face was suddenly depressed, I really don't know why it takes a few days to help out?

He could only open the Yin Si votive bottle, and looking at the few light clusters inside, he picked up one casually.

The first is a thief, stealing something in the process of running by a car hit, his only wronged is to go back and beat the owner, in his opinion, if it is not for the owner in hot pursuit, he will not run, if he can't run, he will not be hit by the car to death.

Zheng Qian refused a little helplessly, he would not do such a task.

When he clicked on the second one, his heart struck with a swell.

At this time, a young volunteer teacher left behind in the mountain village, he was on the way back to the small mountain village with his own salary to buy stationery and daily necessities, was hit in the head by a rolling stone and died, his only wish is that someone can build a road for the small mountain village, and then build a school, so that the children in the remote and unattended small mountain village can learn more knowledge, can understand the more wonderful world outside.

Zheng Gan's heart trembled violently, and he directly accepted it.

"Reward Yin De 100,000!"

Looking at the prompt, I don't know why, Zheng Qian felt that there was bitterness spreading in his heart.

He looked at the three perspective talismans he still had, and said silently: "I'll go to Jiulu Village tomorrow, the money for building schools and roads depends on the three of you......"

After thinking about it, Zheng Qian ordered the last light group, this is an old man left, the cause of death is very normal, but his heart can't let go of his own family, the old lady is also more than seventy this year, the two have a child, but the child has become an old gangster because of neglect of discipline since childhood, eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling and smoking every day.

The old man's death was wronged that someone could help take care of the only old lady left, because he no longer expected anything from his child, who was over forty years old and had achieved nothing.

Zheng Qian wanted to refuse, but finally thought about it, after all, he was lacking Yin virtue recently, so he simply took it directly.

After the three light clusters were ordered, Zheng Qian still wanted to go to the Difu Alliance to grab red envelopes to join in the fun, but after waiting for a long time, no one was stunned to send red envelopes.

Early the next morning, Zheng Qian went to class as usual.

But waiting left and right, Deng Yong, who had never been sooner or later for a long time, did not come.

It wasn't until the end of class that Deng Yong rushed to the school with a blue nose and swollen face.

"Yo, Deng Yong, are you doing a masquerade? Panda eyes are so realistic? Where did you get them?" Fan Shaoyang said with a smile.

Deng Yong angrily punched over, "Do you want me to give you two panda eyes too?"

Zheng Gan's brows furrowed, stopped the quarrel between the two, and asked, "How did it become like this?"

Deng Yong looked helpless, "It's okay, Teacher Zheng!"

"Say it!" Zheng Qian said in a firm tone.

Yao Xiaoqi also said: "Yes, we can't be bullied so casually, as long as you are right, we will beat them all over the ground to find teeth!"

"But this matter is indeed my mistake...... Deng Yong whispered.

"What the hell is going on? You're dying of me!" Fan Shaoyang said.

Deng Yong paused, "When I came to class in the morning, I met a miracle doctor with dog skin plaster on the street, because of curiosity, I also went over to take a look, and found that his so-called plaster was simply ordinary syrup mixed with a little medicinal wine, and his pills were also starch plus some useless medicinal herbs that could not eat the dead, I exposed him on the spot!"

"How is it your fault that this debunks are quacks?" asked Fan Shaoyang.

Deng Yong smiled bitterly, "But the people around me didn't believe it, and finally a patient came, and the quack doctor said that since I am a doctor, let me diagnose the patient's condition, if it is right, it proves that what I said is right, but if I say it is wrong, it means that I have wronged him, and he will beat me!"

"You shouldn't misdiagnose the pulse, right?" Yao Xiaoqi also followed.

Zheng Qian also looked at Deng Yong, this was taught by him, although the technique of diagnosing the pulse is not very good, but it is not very bad.

"That person doesn't look sick, but his pulse is extremely chaotic, and it looks like the symptoms of epilepsy, so I said......" Deng Yong said with a bitter face.

Fan Shaoyang continued: "And then you were beaten?"

Yao Xiaoqi looked at Zheng Qian, the pulse of epilepsy is very easy to see, Deng Yong has no reason to be wrong on this, and it reflects the whole person's condition from the pulse, which is difficult to fake, unless it is really the same as in the martial arts movie, using internal strength to disrupt the pulse, but this is simply impossible.

"Let's go, now that class is over, let's just go and have a look!" Zheng Qian thought for a while and said.

Deng Yong nodded, and Yao Xiaoqi and the others also went to join in the fun.

When a few people felt that the stall of the miracle doctor on the street was already full of people, they were competing to buy one by one, which was extremely hot.

Zheng Qian's gaze swept over, and the plasters and pills in them were really the same as what Deng Yong said, but they couldn't cure the disease, and they couldn't eat the dead.

"The ancestral old Chinese medicine practitioner specializes in treating all kinds of difficult diseases, don't miss it when you pass by, if you miss it, you will regret it for a lifetime!"

A flat-topped middle-aged man shouted loudly.

Zheng Qian's brows furrowed, and he walked over directly, "How can this medicine be sold?"

The middle-aged man squeezed out a smile on his face, and was just about to say the price, when suddenly he saw Deng Yong standing behind Zheng Qian, and suddenly said coldly: "What's the matter?

Zheng Gan's face was indifferent, to be honest, his heart was shocked and began to be a little angry, Chinese medicine was originally a treasure handed down by the ancestors, but some people are taking advantage of some loopholes to make money, and strive to discredit Chinese medicine, this time the people who were deceived here, although they hated the liar in their hearts, but they were even more disappointed in Chinese medicine.

"Kick the field, you're not worthy!" Zheng Qian said in a cold voice, "Don't come out to deceive people under the guise of Chinese medicine in the future!"

"Oh, could it be that you people who can't even see the pulse will heal?, and why do you say that I am lying?" the man asked in a cold voice.

Yao Xiaoqi said: "Who said that Teacher Zheng can't take the pulse?"

"Okay, if you're so capable, you can come and see my pulse, right?" The middle-aged man stretched out a hand and looked at Zheng Qian proudly.

Zheng Qian directly put his hand on it, but soon, his face changed.

This vein didn't look like a person at all, it was extremely messy, and he finally understood why Deng Yong was wrong.

But Zheng Qian looked at the man, still with a relaxed and smug expression, obviously he had already known that this was the result.

But how was he able to control his pulse?

A large number of question marks suddenly appeared in Zheng Qian's mind.