215, Zhong Hou has made a move!

After scolding, the momentum on the other side became even greater, and the basic framework was set up, Zhong Hou asked a person to go over and inquire about the situation, and that person came back to report that the situation was very bad. On the other side it looks like the structure of the hospital, but it saves a lot of links and makes the process of medical treatment smoother. And there are people who use loudspeakers to keep publicizing over there, and before it starts, there are more and more onlookers, and there are people who have the meaning of "tide" surging.

"Ge Laozi. Zhong Hou didn't know where he learned the swearing, and he said it at once, he looked at the 'tide' of people opposite, and then looked at the sparse crowd in front of him at the moment, and suddenly sighed, there is a gap in the imagination, but the gap is so big, it is simply unexpected.

Yes, there are a lot of people gathered on the other side, all of them are jumping around, the people here are sparse, lifeless, and look weak, definitely the kind of people who have been sentenced to death by Western medicine, come to see Chinese medicine, and the dead horse is regarded as a live horse doctor. It has affected morale too much, and it has been too damaging to people's hearts! The Chinese medicine practitioners, who were ready to do a big job, suddenly lost their motivation, and many of them drooped their heads like defeated roosters, slumping down.

It seems that at the critical moment, I still have to go out of the way, Zhong Hou looked at the dozen or so patients in front of him, and secretly thought about it in his heart, and there was a countermeasure after a while. When I was sure of my heart, I stopped paying attention to everything around me and began to close my eyes and recuperate.

"Oh, Zhong Hou, have you given up?" Joanna was secretly happy in her heart when she saw Zhong Hou's decadent appearance, but her mouth was fake, and she insisted on comforting, while not forgetting to fan the flames, "You just gave up, what should you do with these people who follow you?" ”

Wanqiu didn't like this 'woman' in the first place, and immediately retorted to her 'lips': "Our family Zhong Hou needs you to teach you how to do things? What does it have to do with you, it's really salty and eating radishes and '' lightly!"

"Eat the radish first and then eat the heart? What does this mean? After eating the radish and then eat the radish heart? But how can there be a radish heart to eat after the radish is eaten?" Although Joanna said in Huaxia is good, but some common sayings are not very clear, this sentence of salty and eating radish lightly '' the heart, immediately made her deflated, her strange interpretation caused everyone to laugh, and washed away the originally somewhat depressing atmosphere a lot.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was almost nine o'clock, and there were still very few people here in the free TCM clinic, and they were basically the kind of people who were extremely weak, which affected people's emotions very much. The interest of the Chinese medicine practitioners is not very high, looking at each other and smiling bitterly, what is going on, there are more doctors than patients, looking at the situation of the 'tide' of people on the other side, it is really envious, jealous and hateful.

When everyone saw Zhong Hou's determined expression, there was still a trace of admiration in their helplessness, they were also people, why was the gap so big. We are like ants on a hot pot, this Zhong Hou, young man, but sitting firmly on the Diaoyu Tai, really has the demeanor of a general. But there are also some people muttering in their hearts, how do you feel that our alliance leader is a little stunned, hey, I don't know if it is right or wrong to have such an honest alliance leader.

Nine o'clock finally arrived, Zhong Hou opened his eyes, his lazy breath was suddenly swept away, and a terrifying 'essence' light erupted in his eyes. Standing up, he first looked around at the crowd before saying in a firm but powerful sentence: "I know that everyone may have lost faith in this competition, and to be honest, if I had been very young, I would probably have the same mentality as everyone else." But my grandfather once said that where there is a will, there is a way, and if you don't do it, there will be no hope. I have always kept this sentence in my heart, and today, I also use this sentence to repay you and let everyone see the power of perseverance!"

After saying this, Zhong Hou didn't look at the reactions of other people, and walked straight in front of a person.

This is a thin old man, whose 'legs' don't know what kind of contusion they have suffered, and they look very shrunken. When Zhong Hou walked over, he was lying there weakly, his whole body shrunk into a tiny ball, and some muttering sounds came out of his mouth, and he didn't know what he was saying. On the side is an aunt with a wrinkled face and a body that has long been out of shape, although the old man has been 'excitedly' saying something, the aunt is always silent and never responds. Occasionally, her gaze fell on the clock, as if the hands were moving not with time, but with hope.

It was nine o'clock, and finally it was nine o'clock, and the aunt looked up eagerly, and saw a young man walking up to her. Slightly stunned, hearing the young man's kind question, the aunt's face was 'revealed' dazed. The corners of Zhong Hou's mouth twitched, damn it, he lost most of his brewing emotions at once, his eyes moved slightly, and Wanqiu stood in front of him like a well-behaved little rabbit.

"Speak softly and translate my words. You ask this aunt, what is the situation of this uncle's illness, when did it fall, how did he see a doctor, what is the treatment like, okay, that's probably it. Zhong Hou nodded to Wanqiu and said.

Wanqiu went to talk to the aunt, Zhong Hou was not idle, he walked to the uncle's side, and did not dislike the strange smell emanating from this old man, scooped up his 'trousers' legs, and watched carefully. The old man was about to resist when he saw someone coming and opened his cloudy eyes, but when he saw Zhong Hou's pure childlike smile, he suddenly fell silent. Seeing him roll up the 'pants' tube regardless of the smell he exuded was even more moving, no matter what, these Chinese medicine doctors are more generous and merciful than those Western doctors, so let him see it, anyway, he is already like this, there is nothing to lose.

While Zhong Hou was surrounding the old man, some Chinese medicine practitioners also began their own treatment process. Most of them chose their own areas of expertise to overcome, except for a few particularly difficult cases, other patients were treated with the help of traditional Chinese medicine. The four major faction leaders didn't make a move, and the four people followed Zhong Hou and stood in front of him.

Seeing Zhong Hou scoop up the old man's 'trousers' tube, Li Shangnan's brows furrowed slightly, and he said with a little emotion: "When this patient's muscles and 'flesh' are dried up for a long time, his body and bones are already very weak, I'm afraid it will be difficult to heal." But once it gets better, it's really shocking. This sentence seemed to be a self-talking emotion just came out of Li Shangnan's mouth, but the other three people felt something, their bodies shook, and they immediately understood Zhong Hou's painstaking efforts.

Li Shangnan also slowly came back to his senses, and chewed a lot of flavors from the unconscious words he had just made. The reason why Zhong Hou chose this old man is really meaningful. First, this old man's condition is very serious, and it has really reached the point where it cannot be delayed, and if he does not hurry up the treatment, I am afraid that this old man will travel westward by crane. Second, this old man has a problem with his 'legs', if Zhong Hou can treat it, even if it is just a little progress, and can make the old man stand up, it is obvious, it can show Zhong Hou's medical skills, and it can also set off the wisdom of Chinese medicine.

chewed out Zhong Hou's intentions, and the four of Li Shangnan were full of admiration in their hearts. It can be said that if Zhong Hou can really be treated and barely let the old man stand up, then the effect must be sensational. This free clinic no longer worries that no one is coming, but there are many idlers watching in the distance. Maybe there are reporters hidden inside, and the publicity power is very amazing.

But the vision is very beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Li Shangnan's medical skills are also first-class, but he thinks that the possibility of treating this old man is very low. If you let it go, you only have a 20% chance of winning. The main reason is that this old man has been paralyzed for too long, and it is still unknown whether the vitality of the muscle 'flesh' is still there. And now his 'acupoints' have shrunk and become very hidden, making it even more difficult to get a needle.

Zhong Hou let out a breath of turbidity, and his heart calmed down a lot. To be honest, he didn't have much confidence to treat this patient, but he still chose this person to be treated, and the purpose was what Li Shangnan and the others thought. This is a gamble, a vigorous gamble, either dead or alive! Anyway, it is now half-dead, so it is better to give it a fight.

Stand firm, adjust your breathing, raise your wrist flat, and prick straight with the silver needle. At this moment, you can even see the slight tremor of the tip of the needle, which is the small tremor caused by the addition of true qi on it, Zhong Hou's whole person's 'spirit' is highly concentrated, and even enters an ethereal state. The brain shook sharply, and there was no distraction in his heart, and what he was thinking about was the old man in front of him, and he was already in the 'chest' for such a needle, and the only doubt was how to pierce the needle into the 'acupoint'.

The needle was in the hand, as if it had a spiritual 'nature', and it trembled slightly. Zhong Hou's eyes fell on the shriveled skin, and while recalling the symptoms of Wanqiu's illness, he stared at it with great eyes, and finally, Zhong Hou moved, and he didn't stop moving, flowing smoothly, quickly 'inserting' in and out, and the silver needles jumped, connecting into a piece of white light.

Li Shangnan and the four of them looked at this god-like '', covered their mouths tightly, and didn't dare to make any sound.

Joanna was also stunned, as if what appeared in front of her eyes was not a person, but a god. This god is performing a 'door' art, which makes people dazzled and 'fascinated'. She was about to speak out subconsciously, and just said the word "ah", but she was covered by a small hand in her mouth, and when she looked up, she saw Wanqiu looking at herself with an angry face. Joanna sighed to herself, knowing that her troublemaking had ended in failure.

Fine beads of sweat rolled down Zhong Hou's face, but he didn't care. Wu Zi stared at the 'acupoint' in front of him, and applied needles one after another. At this time, Zhong Hou is undoubtedly focused, and his concentration is admirable. When Lin Shuang saw Zhong Hou with this appearance, she also faintly had a different thought in her heart: This Zhong Hou doesn't seem to be so annoying when he is serious.

"Alright. Zhong Hou wiped his sweat and said to Wanqiu, "You translate my words and let this old man stand up and take a look." ”