Chapter 122: I Am an Old Chinese Medicine Doctor
"Ah, help, ah, help." â
Wang Dazhi, who had been swimming in the ocean of knowledge for a long time, suddenly tilted his head, scratched his hands and feet, his face turned red, he rolled his eyes, and his breathing was interrupted, which was very difficult.
"Dazhi, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. â
Tong Na, who was sitting next to the hospital bed, was shocked and hurriedly helped Dazhi.
Wang Dazhi grabbed his hands and feet aimlessly, and said in horror: "Big ...... Dana, quick, save me, I'm ...... I was drowning. â
"Drowning!?"
Tong Na was stunned, and then her pretty face was frosty, and she looked at Wang Dazhi, who was constantly struggling and addicted to herself, her show hand was raised, and she fanned down wildly in the next second.
"Smack!"
A slap sounded, Tong Na flew upside down and drew a perfect parabola, and the four words "the third time" flashed sadly in her mind, and then clinged to the wall, slowly sliding down, sliding down, sliding down.
"I really did it subconsciously, not on purpose."
Wang Dazhi has "drowned" from the ocean of knowledge at this moment (the dog climbed up?). Looking at Tong Na, who fell to the ground and fell unconscious, the multiple-choice question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time jumped out again, and he still hadn't made a choice - which one to kneel?
A few minutes later, he pressed Tong Na's person, Tong Na's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her beautiful eyes opened in confusion, and then she saw Wang Dazhi's ugly face in front of her, her pretty face sank, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Wang-Da-Zhi." â
Wang Dazhi laughed and said: "Dana, we will settle the account for the incident just now, it is important to heal Cortana now, hehe, I have found a way to heal Cortana." â
"Really?" Tong Na doubted: "You haven't been out of the ward for a day, just by reading the classics of Chinese medicine, you have found a way?" After a pause, she said resolutely: "You won't find it from some medical books, right?" Cortana's disease is a modern genetic problem, how could there be a prescription for treatment in ancient times? I won't agree with you. â
"It's not what you think."
Wang Dazhi scratched his head, but he didn't know how to explain it, the problem of the system's storage zĂ i, and the problem of wish cards, he couldn't say it to Tong Na at all.
He thought about it for a moment and closed his mouth a little stupidly, although he was prompted by the system to complete the wish card task, and obtained the peerless medical skills of the living dead and flesh and bones.
However, he hadn't seen the details of the technique yet, so he wasn't sure how to heal Cortana, which made him embarrassed.
Taking a deep breath, he scolded in his heart: "System, don't pretend to be dead, I know you're here, quick, introduce me to my newly acquired medical skills, anyway, you should upgrade the system, I have gained so many skills, you don't give me a list, hum, bad reviews." â
System: "......" - what the hell did you beat me into? I'm embarrassed to scold me behind my back, I pretend I can't hear you, I'm repairing myself.
"System, I curse you for having a baby without an asshole."
Wang Dazhi silently sent it again, and then waited for a while, seeing that the system was still not moving, he was ruthless, and muttered in his heart: "System, I curse you for having a child without an asshole, I curse you for having a child without an asshole, I curse you for having a child without an asshole, I curse you for ......"
"Dingdong, congratulations to the host for obtaining the 'Peerless Medical Technique', which has the following functions:
1. The living dead: the dead can be revived (note: the death time of the dead person shall not exceed 24 hours, and the body shall be intact).
2. Flesh and white bones: It can make the trauma heal quickly and scar.
3. It can treat congenital metabolic defects.
Form of use: Just touch the patient and shout the healing slogan in your heart.
Healing slogan: 1. Simple healing: treatment (the patient recovers slowly and needs to be treated many times).
2. Complete healing: healing (the patient's disease is completely eliminated and cured). â
After Wang Dazhi read it, he wanted to cry without tears, the system really knew how to play, and the wish he wrote at the beginning was - I want to have a unique medical skill that can cure Cortana's congenital metabolic defects and can live the dead, flesh and bones; The system really didn't fulfill his wish very seriously, it was really a "peerless" medical skill of "living dead" and "flesh and bones".
He cried and sobbed: "System, I cursed you for having a child without an asshole, don't you know that I'm so afraid of ghosts?" And the living dead? People didn't live, and I was scared to death first. â
System: "......" - As a fair and just system, it will strictly implement the wishes made by the host.
Narrator: Who said that the wish card thing had nothing to do with you, and now you have forgotten all about it?
System: "......" - Nima, which narrator came out of the bumper? I'm scared to death.
"Dazhi, are you alright?" Tong Na saw that Wang Dazhi's face was pale and red, changing very quickly, she asked worriedly, and then hesitated: "Otherwise, you first discuss your method of curing Xiao Na with Dr. Huangfu, if he thinks it's okay, we can try it." â
"Okay, I'll discuss the mysteries of medicine with the doctor, a quack doctor."
Wang Dazhi looked at the ceiling with his eyes, looking like I was about to pretend to be forced, and you all got out of the way.
After deciding to make a decision, the two went to find Huangfu Wuqi together.
As soon as Huangfu Wuqi heard that Wang Dazhi wanted to discuss medical skills with him, he immediately waved his hand and proudly rejected their unreasonable requests. If there really is, I won't turn a blind eye to Cortana's illness.
Wang Dazhi saw that Huangfu Wuqi was not cooperative, he was anxious at that time, and he yelled: "Yesterday, a **** who is known as a martial arts master came to assassinate me. â
As soon as he said this, Huangfu Wuqi and Tong Na immediately stared at him together: "Who is it?" What's going on? â
He scratched his head and said, "Well, let's discuss medical skills, and the killer thing will be mentioned when Cortana is cured." â
"You ......"
Huangfu Wuqi was so angry that he almost didn't hit him, if he didn't know that this guy in front of him had become a peerless master, and he was a peerless master who couldn't control his internal strength, in order to stop somersaults, he decided to endure it.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Huangfu Wuqi gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely.
Wang Dazhi smirked and said wittily: "Well, with my experience in studying Chinese medicine for many years, Xiao Na's illness requires acupuncture plus special massage skills, as well as appropriate herbal treatment to gradually get better." â
After all, he didn't dare to use the method of complete healing, otherwise it would be too shocking, maybe Tong Na knew that he was the god of lights and could understand the magic in it, but Huangfu Wuqi and other people in the hospital would not understand, he didn't want to cause too much trouble.
"Years of study!?" A black line appeared on Tong Na's forehead, "Are you sure you didn't just come into contact with Chinese medicine today?" â
"Chinese medicine!?" Huangfu Wuqi smiled embarrassedly: "What, I don't know Chinese medicine, I'm afraid I can't comment on your treatment methods." â
"This ......"
Wang Dazhi and Tong Na were speechless.
Huangfu Wuqi rolled his eyes, the hair on his head swayed, and he smiled lightly: "However, although I am not a Chinese medicine practitioner, our hospital has a nationally renowned Chinese medicine holy hand, perhaps, he can discuss it with you." â
"Okay." Wang Dazhi said indifferently, anyway, he just wanted an authoritative person to approve his treatment, well, the more authoritative, the better.
Huangfu Wuqi dialed the hospital line, said a few good words on the phone with a smile, and hung up the phone with a sigh of relief after a few minutes, looked at Wang Dazhi, and said angrily: "I found you the holy hand of traditional Chinese medicine, you remember to tell me in detail about the killer no matter whether it is successful or not." â
"Okay, no problem." Wang Dazhi smiled and responded.
Ten minutes later, just when Tong Na complained about the other party's big shelf, an old man wearing a gray tunic, with a pale face, full of silver hair, who seemed to be seventy or eighty years old, walked in slowly, and said lightly: "I heard that there is a young Chinese medicine saint here?" â
"Say me?"
Wang Dazhi looked at Huangfu Wuqi in confusion, at this time, Huangfu Wuqi looked down at the medical record in his hand with a serious face, and seemed to be meticulous about his work, if it wasn't for the blank medical record, he almost believed it.
"You? Hum. The old man glanced at Wang Dazhi obliquely, raised his head arrogantly, and smiled coldly: "I am an old Chinese medicine doctor......
Wang Dazhi subconsciously rushed back: "Dictatorship bragging." â
Tong Na: "......"
Huangfu Wuqi: "......"
The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and a few words popped out: "**** I can also cure it." â