"Lack of qi, dissatisfaction in the brain, bitter sound in the ears, bitterness in the head, dizziness in the eyes, this is dizziness, if the fingers are numb, dizziness from time to time, it is a precursor to stroke and must be prevented. "Fu Cheng came one by one.

"As for how to treat this and how to prevent it, follow this paste to grab the medicine and take it, and you can get rid of the disease!" Fu Cheng wrote the prescription on it with a pen, and after some advice, he let the person leave.

"Next!" The second person is the one who just said that he was suffering from a cold illness.

Fu Cheng looked up and down, his fingers pressed the painful place, but the man screamed.

"Hey~" Fu Cheng sighed lightly.

"This cold disease is one of the six prostitutions, the cold is yin and evil, easy to hurt the yang energy, and its sexual stagnation. And this leg cold is the evil of wind cold, invading the meridians of the legs, most of them are wind cold and dampness, not for incurable, but it must be conditioned for a long time!" Fu Cheng put pen to paper again.

"Quack!" Tianhao sighed softly.

What Fu Cheng said is true, if it is to regulate the cold disease, it cannot be eradicated, the cold disease is easy to repeat, if the weather is cool and rainy, but it is like a needle prick, the conditioning will not work at all.

"What is Dr. Tianhao's opinion?" Fu Cheng looked at Tianhao, who was called a quack by the hairy boy, and was also extremely annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I won't!" Tianhao didn't care about Cheng Yan, and still played with the silver needle in his hand.

A group of people are scrambling to let Dr. Fu Cheng consult, and outside this crowd, an old beggar man is holding the steamed buns that he just begged to eat, although the steamed buns are hard, but he is eating fragrantly, and his face is satisfied.

The beggar was unkempt, his face was blue, several scars were obvious, his clothes were ragged, and he could vaguely see the bare skin under the hole in his trouser legs, which was dark and swarthy, if it was normal, of course it was not, it was obviously a large bruise, and he must have been disgusted by begging and beaten.

Tianhao didn't seem to care about this competition, got up from his chair, and walked towards the old man.

"Hey~, look at him, he has left, he must have given up!"

"I can't help myself!" a group of people were joking and sarcastic.

"Old man, is this steamed bun fragrant?" Tianhao said in front of the old man.

"The old man is old and has no children under his knees, but he doesn't pray for good wine and good food every day, it's good to have a steamed bun~" The old man leaned against the wall, stuck his crutches on the ground, and slowly got up, holding the cane in his right hand and dragging the broken bowl in his left hand, and was about to leave.

"If the old man is only for this steamed bun, I will fulfill your wish. Tianhao shouted.

"Oh?" the old man turned around, puzzled, after all, there is no such thing as pie falling from the sky.

"I just want you to accompany me to walk under the tree next to this Jishi Medical Hall!"

"Jishi Medical Hall, that's where the nobles go, and the old man doesn't have that blessing. The old man shook his head, very stubborn.

"Nobleman, there has never been a distinction between high and low in life, should street begging be a step lower than those bureaucratic and rich children? I think you are much cleaner than those people!" Tianhao raised his head, very excited, and was facing the crowd under the tree.

"Okay~, I'll go with you!" The old man had tears in his eyes, although the elbows were stained with oil, and he wiped them gently, but there was a spicy taste, but his face was full of joy.

Tianhao supported the old man and walked towards the tree.

"Doctor Tianhao, I have consulted several people, I don't know what the doctor wants?" Fu Cheng smiled, obviously thinking that he had won the competition.

"There are clouds in the book of soldiers: there are not many soldiers, but they are fine!"

"The healer is natural, the more it is not more, but the full!" Tianhao's eyes were cold, but he scared Fu Cheng a lot.

Tianhao helped the old man sit down, pulled up his trouser legs, large and small bruises appeared in front of him, and there was a knife wound deep into the thigh, the scar had already scabbed off, but the dazzling white new flesh was very frightening.

"Your knife wound is so deep!" It didn't seem to be a mortal soldier's injury, but like a sword qi.

"You little doll, why are you asking so much, I'm just for steamed buns, but now you're mentioning these trivial things, don't look at it!" The old man was a little tired of this, and was about to get up and leave.

"Since you're here, how can you go again? Tianhao pulled out the silver needle and inserted it into the bruise on the old man's leg with lightning speed, and a fishy smell was slowly released along the silver needle, but the needle body quickly turned black.

"Poison?" I thought it was just an ordinary bruise, I didn't think about this kind of smell, but it was strange and abnormal, and all the people who smelled it around him were hiding aside, and in an instant, the old man's face gradually became sallow, and this poisonous rotten bone was obviously poisonous.

"Poisonous gas spreading?" Tianhao's face changed suddenly, and it was cloudy and uncertain.

"Little doll, get out of the way, this kind of poison is something that the old man has never seen for many years of practicing medicine, it must be very vicious, and you must not gamble your life for the sake of a momentary anger. Fu Cheng shouted, after all, he just wanted to teach Tianhao a lesson, not to say that his life was involved.

"Heavenly Dao devours the heart!" Du Lian said silently.

What is the Heavenly Dao Heart-Eater, the Sky is the Ultimate, the Tao is naturally the Dao Law, the Heart-Eating must be its effect is abnormally drilling, the name of the Heavenly Dao, the Heart-Eating Trip, can only be described by the word horror.

"Ah~" The old man seemed to be poisoned, curled up his body, and the whole person trembled, as if there were thousands of ants devouring his heart, as if he was being eaten.

"Look, you're treating people now, but you're making him so miserable, you're a quack!" a group of people scolded.

Although a group of people were shouting and scolding, Tianhao was unmoved, sat with bated breath, injected spiritual power into the silver needle, and inserted it again.

The poisonous gas is like a swimming dragon, and this spiritual power is circling back and forth, and every time it is about to touch it, it feels ethereal.

"Little doll, give up, this poison has been following me for many years, I am used to it, if you insist on doing it, I feel very guilty for hurting your old man!" The old man forcibly forced Tianhao's spiritual power out of his body, but he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"Since I want to save you, then no one can stop it!" The silver needle trembled, it may be that Tianhao's obsession touched it, with a slight Sanskrit sound, and a lotus flower, as if it was a god, appeared on the top of Tianhao's head, making the ordinary Tianhao have a little divine meaning.

"Karmic Fire Red Lotus, who are you?" The old man's eyes suddenly became cold, as if he wanted to see through Tianhao, like a snake and scorpion.

The silver needle shook even more violently.........