The next day, Kuang Dejun and Tu Meier rushed to the Medical University on time and went up to the VIP ward. I saw He Nianzu lying on the hospital bed, and a middle-aged lady was feeding him soup. Another bright young woman looks at her phone on a hospital room couch.

He Houfeng, who was full of silver hair, was explaining things to He Qingtong on the other end of the sofa.

As soon as Kuang Dejun appeared, several people greeted them warmly, and even the patient opened his eyes slightly.

"Mr. He, how are you feeling today?" Kuang Dejun put He Nianzu's wrist aside and cut his pulse seriously.

Seeing that the pulse was gradually stabilizing, and he was still a little weak for the time being, he glanced at the soup in the bowl served by the noble lady, frowned, and said, "Madam, there is no need to stew these supplements for Mr. He to drink for the time being, because the pills I made for him are already the best supplements." Every day, you can boil a little rice porridge and other lighter ingredients for Mr. He to swallow, and whole grains are stronger than any supplements. ”

The lady's name is Ling Xuemei, she is He Nianzu's wife, and in front of her is their baby daughter He Zi.

Listening to Kuang Dejun's words, Ling Xuemei hurriedly nodded yes. instructed He Zi to say, "Make a call to Mother Wu and ask him to make some rice porridge." ”

Kuang Dejun said again: "I still have some giant rice in the car, let Mei'er go and get some, and then take some spiritual spring water, and take it back to make porridge for Mr. He!"

Tu Meier went downstairs with He Zi.

He Nianzu excitedly held Kuang Dejun's hand and said: "Kuang Shen Doctor, you are really a divine doctor, thank you for treating me and pulling me back from the ghost gate." You gave me a second life. ”

Kuang Dejun smiled and said, "Mr. He, you're welcome. It's also a coincidence that I came across someone who will naturally help you diagnose and treat you. ”

What's more, your dad smashed me with five million.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the corridor, and Dr. Zhang Hui appeared at the door of the ward with several people in white coats.

"Dean Liu, this young man is Kuangshen Doctor!" Zhang Hui said, pointing to Kuang Dejun and introducing a balding old man in his sixties.

"Dean Liu Jinglu of the Medical University!" he said to Kuang Dejun again.

"Young man, you are really a miracle in the medical field, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Liu Jinglu said warmly holding Kuang Dejun's hand.

"Dean, I really don't dare to be a farmer, I'm just a farmer who grows vegetables in the mountains, and I just know a little about Chinese medicine and herbs. Kuang Dejun said modestly.

You know some Chinese herbal medicine? You are the living bones of the living and dead, what kind of medical skills are so skillful.

"Traditional Chinese medicine herbal medicine is a medical treasure founded by our ancestors of Shennong, and we should all learn to inherit and play well!"

"Dean Liu, that's right. In this way, let's all go out, I want to give Mr. He another acupuncture!" Kuang Dejun unceremoniously issued an eviction order.

Everyone looked at each other and muttered in their hearts: What a big shelf, even Liu Jinglu, the dignified dean of medical science and one of the few brain experts in the country, didn't pay attention to it, and said that he was a farmer who grew vegetables.

Dean Liu also had mixed feelings in his heart, and originally he also had the mentality of observation, and brought a few disciples to observe Kuang Dejun's acupuncture skills, but unfortunately they didn't buy it and directly expelled them from the ward.

Here, who is the master?

"Dean Liu, I'm going to help my own true qi for Mr. He's acupuncture, and I can't be a little distracted, so please forgive me!" Kuang Dejun said humbly.

"Understand, understand. That way, we won't bother. He greeted He Houfeng and He Nian's grandfather and son, and then led people out of the ward.

In the corridor outside, Zhang Hui raised his feet to catch up with Liu Jinglu and whispered: "We have surveillance in Mr. He's ward, and we can go to the monitoring room to watch the surveillance video." ”

Zhang Hui's words reminded Liu Jinglu that young people still react quickly.

Even if he doesn't give us a live view, then let's go to the monitoring room to watch the video.

So Liu Jinglu led everyone into the monitoring room. He asked Liu Han, a staff member in the monitoring room, to prepare a copy of the video, which could be used as a video teaching when it was convenient in the future.

Everyone was silent, staring at the VIP ward on the screen, the subtle movements of the young man.

Tu Mei'er went to the car and handed a small bag of giant rice to He Zi, and gave a few bottles of spiritual spring water. The two exchanged a few words, He Zi got into a BMW car and went home, and Tu Meier returned to the ward.

"Mei'er, you should guard the door of the hospital for me, no one is allowed to come in during my treatment time. At the same time, he humbly said to Ling Xuemei, "Mrs. He, you can also go out." ”

He glanced up at the corner, where there was a surveillance camera, moving slowly and subtly with his movements. If it didn't move, he wouldn't notice it for a while. As soon as he moved, he attracted his attention.

He called He Qingtong to stop: "Little brother, find a sticker for me and seal that camera for me!"

It's really not very cool to give people a peep in the dark!

Dean Liu Jinglu in the monitoring room was full of black lines, because He Qingtong had sealed a camera tightly. There's nothing left, it's pitch black, and I still look hairy.

Liu Jinglu was extremely depressed, but she had no other way to stand up.

"Wait, Dean Liu, I watched the video here at this time yesterday. Liu Han, hurry up and call up the video from this time period yesterday for everyone to watch. Zhang Hui's words ignited everyone's hope again.

The video was quickly brought up: I saw Kuang Dejun posting the needle, holding his hands together and rotating rapidly around the patient's head.

Its fast-moving speed, where is the speed of a normal human.

There is also the light emitted from the palm, which makes everyone feel unbelievable when they see it, several doctors are the backbone of the medical university, either experts or professors. Just now, Kuang Dejun said that he must be assisted in the treatment with true qi, but this kind of light is what he called true qi.

I have heard a lot of true qi in fantasy books, and I have also seen many so-called true qi in martial arts books. Qi is invisible and certainly cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Everyone also wondered how a mortal could emit some kind of glowing gas from his body.

I saw that the light and gas emitted by the Kuang German army were all poured on a few silver-green needles with unmistakable accuracy.

The needle looks like an ordinary silver needle, but the whole body is turquoise, exuding a dazzling light.

Looking at Kuang Dejun's fingers tapping rhythmically on the patient's skull, it seemed to be careless, but Liu Jinglu found at a glance that several parts of Kuang Dejun's struck were several large acupuncture points on the skull: left head dimension, right head dimension, left Chengling, right Chengling, and forehead Shenting acupoint.

Liu Jinglu was thoughtful, and in an instant, it was like an enlightenment, and it was clear.

He asked Liu Han to input the video into the USB flash drive, and then the USB flash drive was taken out and put into his arms.

"Make a few more videos that you can use to teach. He said to Liu Han: "It must be kept absolutely secret from the outside world, if it is leaked out, I will only ask you!"

This video disc alone, he believes, is already worth a lot of money.

In the ward over there, Kuang Dejun had just finished acumulating He Nianzu.

(End of chapter)