Chapter 347: Healing
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Smiling and looking around, Summer said in a kind tone, "Fellow villagers, today, our brothers and sisters have come to the treasure land to practice medicine to help the world, and I hope everyone will cheer you on." The person who saw the doctor this time is our apprentice, and he has already obtained our true inheritance, and he doesn't need money to treat the disease, as long as he helps sign his name after he is cured, but who is willing?"
"You can't be a liar, but I've heard that someone signed a sign and was obtained by some scammers, and he used his name to take out a loan in the bank, and that hurt that person. Rubbing his red nose, a middle-aged sick man spoke, with a hint of ignorance in his tone.
After all, it is a small village in the middle of nowhere, and many of the people here are very ignorant. Hearing the words of this middle-aged sick man, the onlookers were frightened and hurriedly retreated, and many old people looked at them with extremely vigilant eyes, as if they had already decided that the three of them were liars. For such a situation, Summer was also a little speechless, so he had to patiently explain, "This little brother, it's not right for you to say that." Besides, it is not so easy to get a loan from a bank, and it is generally necessary for the bank to review personal wealth, and in addition, it is too ridiculous to find out all kinds of information about yourself, and you can get a loan with just this one signature, right? Where did you hear such news, just a few words, and you must not talk nonsense, which will ruin our reputation. ”
The words are clear, and the summer explains the real situation to everyone, and there are not all old people and middle-aged people in this group, but also three or four young people, all of whom have been to work in the big city, so it is clear that the middle-aged man just now is talking nonsense, so two of the young people came forward and claimed that what Xia Ye said was true, they worked in the big city, and knew what the bank loan was all about.
After the rebuttal of these two young people, the onlookers relaxed their vigilance slightly, but the sickly middle-aged man seemed to feel that his face had been refuted, and shouted very dissatisfiedly, "Even if he is not deceiving people by name, he must be trying to deceive people from other aspects! Big guys, don't easily believe these outsiders, these people are the kind of guys who use the words on TV, maybe they have other bad ideas and want to lie to us?"
As soon as the sick middle-aged man said this, everyone at the scene immediately became vigilant again, but not everyone was like this, one of the seventy-year-old man quipped, "Dog leftover, your poor family is only left with a mud house and a broken bed, your mother-in-law can't stand this kind of hard life and runs to the neighboring village to live together, what are you worried about? Are you still afraid that your broken bed will be stolen by them? ha"
The old man's joke immediately caused everyone to laugh, and the sickly middle-aged man felt bored, glared at the old man viciously, and then closed his mouth and said no more.
"Good boy, it's up to you!" Seeing that this argument was over, Xia glanced at Cui Hao and said with a smile.
On this medical journey, he and Liu Qingfeng were just masters, responsible for guidance, and it was Cui Hao who really cured the disease. Hearing this, Cui Hao nodded with a smile, then looked at the old man, and said with a smile, "Old man, thank you for just breaking the siege for my master, in return, I decided to see you for free first." I just looked at your complexion, and combined with your heavy wheezing and coughing, I can conclude that you have severe pharyngitis. This disease is not a serious illness at all, but it is really painful when it is serious, I want to ask you, is it that you can't eat hard things such as steamed buns now, and can only live by drinking some liquid food such as rice soup? This is not a long-term solution, your complexion is very bad now, if you can't treat pharyngitis quickly, the damage to your body will be too great, and it may even be"
Speaking of this, Cui Hao did not continue, but the meaning is already self-evident.
Hearing this, the old man was taken aback, not only him, but many old people on the spot were wide-eyed and looked at Cui Hao incredulously. Because, what he just said is so correct, Old Man Jiang really has a very serious pharyngitis, he can't eat any hard things at all, and even bread is very difficult, he can only drink rice soup, and now he is skinny, and he really doesn't have a few years to live if he continues.
The most excited person at the scene was naturally the old man, he glared at Cui Hao in surprise, and after a while, he was extremely excited and knelt down on the ground and said, "Divine doctor help! Divine doctor help! You can see my illness at a glance, it will definitely be treated! Help me, I don't want to die, it is difficult to eat and drink every day, and it is painful! Please, you must save me, cure my illness, I will definitely repay you well!"
"I can't help it! Old man, don't kneel down for me, I can't afford it! Don't worry, since I promised to cure you, I will definitely cure you, and I won't take a penny, just to thank you for your righteous words!" Cui Hao hurriedly supported the kneeling old man Jiang, Cui Hao responded.
"Living Immortal, Divine Doctor, thank you so much!Hurry up and treat me!" nodded busily, Old Man Jiang was extremely anxious.
I understand the psychology of the old man very well, so Cui Hao personally gave him a serious look, and the old man Jiang's severe pharyngitis is actually not a big problem in some big hospitals, but it costs a lot of money for surgery. However, such a price is naturally not something he can bear, Cui Hao took out a silver needle, and seriously gave him a comprehensive examination before starting treatment.
In the summer, he once asked Cui Hao that he could not use his own fluorescent eye light casually unless he had to, so Cui Hao could only use pure medical skills to treat. Fortunately, he is not an ordinary Chinese medicine scholar, what he carries in his head is the wisdom of the medical masters of the Divine Doctor Sect for generations, it can be said politely that Cui Hao's knowledge of medical Tao is enough to become a great master of medical Tao, what he lacks is just practice. Pharyngitis, this is not a terminal disease, although the method of rapid cure is rare and precious, it exists, and Cui Hao chose a method of acupuncture.
"Whew!Whew!Whew!"
The hands are magical, and the silver needles are beating in Cui Hao's hands, and the technique is Liu Qingfeng's flowing clouds, giving people a feeling of incomparably natural and smooth, and many villagers on the lookers have a beautiful feeling, it seems that watching Cui Hao prick the needle is a visual enjoyment.
After a while, Cui Hao stopped pricking the needle, he began to use his fingers to draw on the old man's body, measuring, and finally, he drummed up the dark energy in his body, and slowly slapped at the back of the old man's heart!
"Smack!"
This palm is indescribably crisp, although the power is not strong, but Cui Hao's dark energy rushed into the old man's heart with a mellow momentum, and then, against the current, after encountering a lesion in the old man's throat, began to disintegrate rapidly!
"Click! click!"
In an instant, the lesion was quickly disintegrated and completely wiped out.
All this was very fast, Old Man Jiang's face showed a look of pain, and it quickly converged, wow, a large piece of black blood mixed with sticky blood clots spit out at once, and his whole person suddenly had a feeling, that is, the uncomfortable, congested feeling that had always existed in his throat, it was all gone, disappeared!
Looking at the dirty things that he spit out on the ground, Old Man Jiang was shocked, and then, he moved his throat, and he felt very comfortable, so he couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, great! My illness is cured, and I am not uncomfortable! My throat is not uncomfortable at all! I can finally eat white flour buns, oil cakes, and the fire is burning, and I don't need to drink soup anymore!"
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