Chapter 67: Throw in the towel

The stethoscope smashed on Zhao Jinhai's head, so that he covered his head and didn't dare to squeak, and glared at Xu Xiangbei hatefully.

Xu Xiangbei turned his face to look at Ding Yong, who was in pain, and said with an evil smile: "It hurts, then let's do it again." ”

Hearing that he was going to do it again, Ding Yong was so frightened that he couldn't stand the pain.

Without waiting for him to react, Xu Xiangbei slapped him on the shoulder again, and a wisp of true yuan that was difficult to see with the naked eye was injected into it along the shoulder well point.

Ding Yong wanted to run with his legs, but he was held down tightly by Xu Xiangbei on the shoulder, and he couldn't run at all, and the piercing pain came again, this time it was not only the shoulder pain, but also the pain like a pinprick on half of his body.

He burst into tears, and knelt down, "Big brother, spare me, you bet with Doctor Zhao, it's none of my business, I'm just here to see a doctor, I'm old and young, spare my life." ”

The surrounding crowd questioned Xu Xiangbei's approach, thinking that he was bullying the poor patient, and accusations came from one after another, and some people even shouted, "You don't talk about treating people, how can you just beat people." ”

"yes, will you be able to heal?"

The old lady also turned her face sideways in pain, and couldn't bear to see Ding Yong suffering, "Young man, you can't do this." Iniquity. ”

Zhao Changgui showed a sinister smile, feeling that it was time for him to speak, he snorted coldly, stood up, and made a righteous and stern appearance, "Boy, you are bullying people too much, these villagers and friends are all looking at it, if you dare to make trouble again, I will call the police to arrest you." ”

Ding Yong cried heartbroken, raised his left hand and wiped his tears, and suddenly he was stunned, his left hand was actually able to move.

A warm current was slowly flowing between his arms, and where he passed, the piercing pain was reduced a lot, and there was even a little tingling sensation, which made him very comfortable like a spring breeze.

He burst into laughter, smirked at Xu Xiangbei, and then, gently swinging his left hand, he couldn't help but cry again, dozens of years old people crying like a child, constantly twitching his shoulders.

He cried and laughed for a while, like a madman, Zhao Jinhai gloated: "It's over, this fat man was driven crazy by this kid." ”

Zhang Xiaoli laughed out loud and sneered, "It's so pitiful, I couldn't move my left hand, but now I've become a madman, haha." ”

But Zhao Changgui's face was like ashes, his face was blushing for a while, and his face was pale for a while, and he saw Xu Xiangbei's hand clearly, although the hand was pressed on Ding Yong's shoulder, but the index finger and thumb were pinched together, like holding a needle.

His eyes were full of surprise, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand, making exactly the same movements as Xu Xiangbei, and the surprise in his eyes gradually turned into horror, could this be the eight needles that have been lost for a hundred years?

It's impossible, this kid is in his early twenties at most, how can he go against the sky, it's impossible.

He shouted in his heart, and his eyes changed from horror to hatred, jealousy, and cruelty.

Someone in the crowd had sharp eyes and exclaimed, "He can move his left hand, he really can." ”

The audience was in an uproar, Zhao Changgui sat down in the Taishi chair, and he no longer had the appearance of being alive just now, but his face was gloomy as water, and he pinched his fingers fiercely, and his fingers were pinched out of blood.

Ding Yong wiped his tears, which were tears of excitement and happiness, knelt on the ground and held Xu Xiangbei's hand tightly, "Little Divine Doctor, thank you, although your way of treating the disease is a bit strange, but my left hand is really moving, and I am conscious, you are Ding Yong's reborn parents." ”

Ding Yong wanted to kowtow, but was glared at by Xu Xiangbei, "You get up for me, if you don't get up, I'll let your arm continue to be unable to move." ”

Ding Yong knew that Xu Xiangbei was brave, so he jumped up from the ground in fright, Xu Xiangbei smiled, "Don't come to the quack doctor next time, he prescribes painkillers to you, of course you don't feel pain, but as soon as you stop the medicine, the pain will worsen, and the condition will also worsen." ”

Ding Yong learned the truth and glared at Zhao Changgui hatefully, "You are really a quack, the painkillers that were prescribed to me originally, no wonder my shoulder doesn't hurt, and it hurts so much when I stop taking the medicine." ”

was exposed, Zhao Changgui couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, he didn't give up, his voice became hoarse because of excitement, and asked Xu Xiangbei, "What method did you use?" to cure him. ”

Xu Xiangbei said with a smile: "Saying that you are a quack, it's nothing at all, you can't see this, weren't you just arguing?"

Xu Xiangbei glanced at Zhao Changgui's right hand, and the index finger of his right hand was bleeding, how much he struggled in his heart.

Originally, he just wanted to smash his signboard, but Xu Xiangbei felt that Zhao Changgui had a kind of hatred for him to use the Eight Needles against the sky, and there must be some story behind it.

Zhao Changgui's city is very deep, although he hates it in his heart not to kill Xu Xiangbei, his face is the same as a well, there is no expression, and he retracts his hand behind his back, "Eight needles against the sky? ”

Xu Xiangbei pointed at Zhao Changgui and scolded: "If you lose, you deserve it, you quack, you can't cure Ding Yong at all, all the painkillers are prescribed, of course his pain is reduced." On the surface, the pain was alleviated, but it made his wind and cold more serious, and his meridians were blocked, if it was a few days later, I wouldn't be able to cure him even if I used the eight needles against the sky. ”

Zhao Jinhai and Zhang Xiaoli looked at each other, puzzled, how could Ding Yong's arm move in the blink of an eye, is this guy a support, impossible, before coming in, Zhao Jinhai also specially checked Ding Yong's left hand, convinced that he couldn't move.

Seeing that Zhao Changgui surrendered, Zhao Jinhai was anxious, "Dad, don't admit defeat, this kid is just a blind cat who ran into a dead mouse and cured Ding Yong, which is completely opportunistic." ”

Zhang Xiaoli didn't believe it, shrunk behind Zhao Jinhai, her eyes gradually became afraid, she regretted that she was impulsive just now, smash the signboard, smash the signboard, what kind of mouth do I have, if Zhao Changgui loses, but he will be beaten 50 mouths.

The crowd of onlookers was full of voices: "It's really a miracle doctor." ”

"This kid has two hits. ”

"Little Divine Doctor, help me take a look, help me take a look. ”

The onlookers first exclaimed, and soon they burst into a shout, scrambling to squeeze in front of Xu Xiangbei, wanting to see him.

Xu Xiangbei took a puff of cigarette and shouted to the people who squeezed over, "Don't come over, whoever comes over I will make whoever gets sicker, if you want to see a doctor, go to the People's Hospital, I am the consultant there." ”

Everyone knew that Xu Xiangbei had a strange temper and was moody, no one dared to provoke him, and he was frightened and retreated far away, and someone suggested: "Then what are we waiting for, hurry up and go to the People's Hospital to see a doctor, don't see this quack doctor." ”

In the blink of an eye, the hospital that had just been in the city became empty, and the door was full of people.

"You've lost, smash that plaque. ”

(End of chapter)