Chapter 37: One Punch

Zhang Yue's eyes widened, and he screamed in distraction.

At this time, Qin Feng put one hand against Old Man Zhang's chin, and the other hand was clenched into a fist, and then, under the horrified gaze of everyone, Qin Feng punched Old Man Zhang's vest with a punch.

"You...... Stop!" Seeing Qin Feng's reckless appearance, everyone was so frightened that their souls were blinded.

Especially Liao Dingsheng's hair is going to be straight, Old Man Zhang is sick and dying, this guy even hit him with heavy punches, an old man who is half dead, can withstand a few punches from you!

"Bodyguards, bodyguards...... Arrest this person for me!" Liao Dingsheng shouted at the outside.

Qin Feng kicked the flowing esophagus on the ground, and the esophagus was directly inserted into Liao Dingsheng's mouth, and said coldly: "If you don't want him to die, shut up for me!!"

One sentence made the people present stunned, because when they saw Old Man Zhang's situation next, they were immediately dumbfounded.

I saw that under Qin Feng's heavy punch, Old Man Zhang, who was still out of breath, suddenly grew his mouth, and Qin Feng's other hand pressed down on his throat, and suddenly a gastric juice spurted out of his mouth like an arrow.

Poof! The liquid with a foul smell, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, sprayed Zhang Yue's face directly.

"Wow wow......!!" Zhang Yue's face immediately turned pale, bent over, and vomited for a while, this must be Qin Feng deliberately corrected him, otherwise it would be bad to spit on someone's face, but on his face.

And the old man Zhang, who spit out a liquid head, immediately looked much better, and the whole person's breathing slowly became smoother.

Judging by his flabby body, the crisis seemed to have been lifted.

"Is this okay?" Seeing this scene, not to mention Huang Mingyong and Zhang Yue, even Zhou Bo and other Chinese medicine practitioners were dumbfounded.

Here again, the organs are going to be cut by surgery, and they are going to have surgery, but they can do it with one punch?

Some people secretly pinched their thighs and found the hot pain, only to realize that all this was true, not a dream.

Zhou Bo immediately showed a raised smile on his face, and pointed at these people: "You guys who watch people through the cracks of the door, today, you have seen how powerful Doctor Qin is!"

The face of the person pointed out by Zhou Bo showed a sneer, but he was still suspicious in his heart, after all, Qin Feng's method was too weird, a bit like the luck of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse, and he didn't reflect his real ability at all.

Of course, I can only keep this in my heart, at least I don't dare to say it now, for fear of offending the Zhang family.

Everyone was thinking carefully in their hearts, and they noticed that Qin Feng lifted Old Man Zhang's clothes and noticed a tattoo on his shoulder.

A small tripod with three white stripes on it!

"Three-patterned ding?"

Qin Feng was a little surprised, looked at Old Man Zhang, thought for a while, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and then quietly put Old Man Zhang's clothes back in place.

At this time, Zhang Feiyue also came out of the shock, and immediately ran to the old man, and asked with concern: "Dad, are you okay?"

"Smack!" Who knew that the old man, who was still weak, suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his hand and slapped Zhang Feiyue's face hard, and scolded: "Rebel, you unfilial rebel, Lao Tzu told you not to ask for Western medicine, do you dare not listen to Lao Tzu?"

Zhang Feiyue, who was slapped in the face, was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed great joy, his father could beat him, doesn't that mean that his father is fine.

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Feiyue had an irrepressible smile on his face and kept nodding.

"It's you!" The old man stretched out his legs and put them on his body, his anger did not decrease at all, but grew bigger and bigger, pointing at Zhang Yue in the ward and scolding: "You little bastard, you are really not a thing, do you want to kill me, first use a long tube to dry in my mouth, and then it is good, you still want to cut my organs with a knife?"

The more the old man talked, the more angry he became, he had never treated Western medicine, and he knew very little about Western medicine, so he only felt that Huang Mingyong and the others were plotting to kill him just now.

Zhang Yue finally wiped the stains on his face, although he had all kinds of grievances in his heart, he could only say bitterly: "Old man, you misunderstood, I was treating you just now, I didn't want to harm you!"

The old man's eyes were wide, his round eyes were full of anger, and he said: "Nonsense, although Lao Tzu is sick, his ears are still clear, you just want to cut my organs with a knife, if it weren't for this little brother's action, Lao Tzu would have died a long time ago." ”

Looking at the unreasonable old man in the ward, everyone smiled bitterly: "Old man, this is an open surgery of Western medicine!"

Old Man Zhang shouted: "What kind of bullshit knife method, it's not as effective as this little brother's hammer." ”

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Old man, you can't say that, Western medicine has the advantages of Western medicine, but Chinese medicine is not worse than Western medicine, you are only relieved of the danger just now, and the root cause of the disease has not been solved." ”

After Qin Feng finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he returned to the living room from the ward, and then sat up in the same place.

When the old man heard Qin Feng's words, he kicked at the stunned Zhang Feiyue, and said, "What are you still doing here stupidly, don't you call the little doctor back just now, my illness will be cured by him, I will believe him, I won't believe anyone who comes." ”

"What?" said the people in the room, and their faces immediately became surprised.

The meaning of Old Man Zhang's words is that Qin Feng is about to become a full-time doctor of the Zhang family, which is simply a step to the sky for a small clinic's wild doctor, and many people show envy and jealousy.

"Dad, Dr. Qin's medical skills still need to be verified, are you ......" Zhang Feiyue was still entangled in Qin Feng's background.

"Are you my Lao Tzu, or am I your Lao Tzu?" Old Man Zhang said angrily: "Also, throw these two things out of Western medicine, I will ask the little doctor to see me, Lao Tzu doesn't care!"

Huang Mingyong and Zhang Yue's faces turned pale, Zhang Bancheng opened his mouth like this, and the two of them may not be able to move an inch in Linchuan in the future, and they will say goodbye when they are dead.

"Hey, Doctor Qin, why are you still sitting in this place?" After everyone returned to the living room, they saw Qin Feng still sitting on the ground with his ass on his shoulder, and asked in shock.

Qin Feng said: "Oh, Steward Liao said just now, my clothes are too bad, and I don't deserve to sit on the Italian imported sofa in Mr. Zhang's house!"

When Liao Dingsheng heard this, his eyes were dark, and he almost fainted on the ground, feeling Zhang Feiyue's cold gaze like a sword coming from behind him, and the Liao housekeeper almost knelt on the ground.

"Doctor Qin......"