Zhou Chen's speed was extremely fast, and it was too late for the patient's family to stop it, and when he was about to make a fuss, he was glared back by Zhou Chen, "If you don't want your father to have anything to do, just stand obediently." ”

Several family members of the patients really didn't dare to speak anymore when they saw this posture, for fear of disturbing Zhou Chen.

After the three silver needles were inserted into the three major acupoints, Zhou Chen's fingers flew over, and he actually plucked the three silver needles like plucking the strings, and after a while, the blood line spread from the top of the head to the patient's forehead, and then spread towards the temples on both sides, and finally converged in the human middle acupoint.

The appearance of this scene caused a soft sound from the crowd, and they had never seen such a scene of acupuncture therapy.

"This ...... It's a little weird. ”

Although Wei Zhongyue frowned, he still sneered, "This kid is in trouble, the blood line must have punctured the patient's blood vessels, haha!" ”

Only Qin Ming, who had the highest level of traditional Chinese medicine among the people, did not speak, and looked at Zhou Chen's technique with surprised eyes.

Hearing Wei Zhongyue's ridicule, Zhou Chen didn't look at him, and sneered, "It's a doctor from a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, but he can't even recognize the dignified Mingyang acupuncture, which is embarrassing." ”

"You!" was ridiculed by Zhou Chen in front of so many people, Wei Zhongyue's face suddenly couldn't be hung up, and he wanted to have a seizure but was helpless.

At this moment, Zhou Chen's fingers connected and quickly withdrew all three silver needles.

Taking a breath of lightness, Zhou Chen smiled and said to the patient's family: "Your old father's intracranial congestion has been completely cleared, the nerves are no longer compressed by blood clots, and the body will soon be able to move." ”

As if to confirm Zhou Chen's words, black blood quickly flowed from the patient's nostrils, and even his face and eyes became clear.

"Quick!" Qin Ming forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and kept waving his arm to the little doctor next to him: "Take him to CT to see if the intracranial congestion is cleared." ”

Not long after, the doctor came over with the film, Qin Ming picked it up and looked at it, and immediately frowned, looking at Zhou Chen's eyes full of admiration.

"Young man, your acupuncture skills are really amazing, and you really cleared the intracranial congestion. Amazing, amazing, I didn't expect our Chinese medicine to be so powerful. "Qin Ming's happiness, on the one hand, is because he has seen such advanced medical skills, and on the other hand, he is used to the decline of Chinese medicine, and he suddenly saw such a miraculous acupuncture method, and he felt angry." Is this really Yang Ming Needle Method? This method has been lost for nearly a thousand years. ”

The other experts around him also looked at Zhou Chen with wide eyes and exclaimed again and again. The bruising from the patient's nostrils, combined with the corroboration of CT films, proved that the intracranial congestion was indeed clear. This is unheard of!

Even if Western medicine performs a craniotomy, the risk is not to mention, and it may not be able to remove the blood 100%.

Suddenly, a group of people surrounded Zhou Chen, for fear of letting him go, and asked questions.

Only Wei Zhongyue's expression was embarrassed, his face was swollen and red, and he didn't stay, nor did he leave.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Several of the patient's family members were the most excited. After all, it was the old man of their family, and he saved a lot of money and cured the disease, which was a great gift to them.

Zhou Chen waved his hand, and squeezed out of the crowd lightly, and wanted to leave, but was caught by Qin Ming.

"Mr. Zhou Chenzhou, let's formally introduce me, I am Qin Ming, the vice president of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I have a reluctant request, I hope you can be a guest doctor of our Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, if you encounter any incurable diseases, I hope you can help." As soon as Qin Ming finished speaking, he saw a hesitant look on Zhou Chen's face, for fear that Zhou Chen would refuse, so he hurriedly followed: "Of course, don't worry, our hospital won't be stingy in terms of compensation."

Zhou Chen thought about it for a while and said, "Yes, but I don't want money, I just need to use the Chinese medicine in the pharmacy of your Chinese medicine hospital." ”

Qin Ming was stunned, he didn't expect Zhou Chen to put forward such a condition. How much can you use if the medicinal herbs are dead, you can't take the medicine as a meal. Leaving such a great god, helping the hospital to generate income is still secondary, the most important thing is that once the reputation of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital is out, there will inevitably be an endless stream of patients in the future.

As they spoke, a large number of people poured in from outside, some in hospital gowns, some in bright clothes. As soon as this group of people saw Zhou Chen, their eyes immediately lit up, and they pointed at Zhou Chen and shouted: "It's him!" ”

Qin Ming was startled, looking at the group of people in front of him, he felt his scalp tingle, and hurriedly shouted to the crowd, "What are you doing?" ”

Who knew that no one paid attention to him, and they all rushed towards Zhou Chen.

"Little Divine Doctor, please save my father, he is also an intracranial bruise, after the last operation, the bruise was not cleared, and now he is about to be paralyzed."

"Doctor, help me look at my hands, the synovitis is killing me."

"Divine doctor, my kidneys are not good, impotence is ......"