The Second Hospital of Funing City, after many screenings, Liancheng found the patient who was used to harm Qin Yu, and he asked a gangster named Ah Mao to come forward to negotiate with the patient's family, and after promising a heavy reward, the patient's family expressed their willingness to cooperate with him in this play.

"Lian Shao, the matter has been negotiated with them, look at my ......"

In a private room at the Blue Devil Bar, Mao reports to Liancheng on the progress of the matter and asks him for the reward promised to him.

Shaking the cocktail in the wine glass, Lian Cheng said with a warm smile: "Don't worry, the remuneration will be paid after the matter is completed, and you will need to come forward for the next thing." ”

After hesitating for a while, Ah Mao said with a sad face: "Lian Shao, it's not that I can't trust your character, but Xiao's money is too tight in the near future, and it's almost the New Year, so I have to organize New Year's goods......"

A look of gloom flashed in his eyes, Liancheng took out his wallet and pulled out a wad of banknotes: "Okay, you take these first, it can be regarded as a tip for you, if things are done to my satisfaction, I will not lose any points that I promised you before." ”

After taking the banknote and touching it, there were two or three thousand, Ah Mao was full of joy and promised: "Thank you for the reward, the little one will do his best to do what you have to do!" ”

When Ah Mao happily left the private room, Lian Cheng made a phone call to Lian Hao and told him about the progress of the matter.

Lian Hao on the other end of the phone was also very happy, as long as this matter was done, Qin Yu's reputation would definitely be hit hard, although it couldn't destroy him in one fell swoop, but at least it could make him have a bad year.

Qin Yu, who was on his way to the hospital, didn't know that someone had already woven a net waiting for him to throw himself into the net.

After separating from Lan Bingyan, he suddenly remembered that today was the weekend, and there was nothing very important at hand, so after sending Qin Zilin to the health bar, he went to the city's first hospital alone.

As usual, when Qin Yu first arrived at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, there was already a long queue inside, and as his fame skyrocketed, more and more people came to him specifically to see a doctor, and the queue was lined up outside the door.

"Doctor Qin, take your light, our TCM department has now become the most popular department in the entire hospital." Huang Bo, director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, said with a smile.

In the past, although the TCM department was not the most deserted, it was not much better, and the patients were almost in the single digits every day, and the doctors had nothing to do, either drinking tea and chatting or reading books and newspapers.

"Director Huang exalted me too much." Qin Yu smiled modestly.

Seeing the famous Qin Shen Doctor sitting for a consultation, other Chinese medicine practitioners gathered around to observe, and the number of people increased compared to last time.

"Hey, I remember that we don't seem to have so many doctors in our Chinese medicine department, right?" Qin Yu turned around and asked, very puzzled.

"That's right." Huang Bo pushed the frame of the mirror and explained: "I heard that you are going to come to the clinic today, and some doctors from the city hospital have asked for leave and come to study. ”

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, glanced over, and sure enough, he saw several doctors with work cards of the Chinese medicine hospital on their chests.

"Fellow Chinese medicine practitioners, if there is anything wrong, I hope you can give me advice." Qin Yu got up and arched his hand and said.

"Doctor Qin is too modest......" The Chinese medicine doctors behind him bowed their hands one after another.

The first patient today was an old man in his sixties, who looked energetic and did not look like a patient at all.

It was Qin Yu's habit to look at the complexion first and then check the pulse, and after looking at the old man's face, and then checking the pulse, Qin Yu couldn't help but be surprised.

The old man in front of him did not have any problems with any organs in his body, it was not easy to maintain such a healthy body at his age, the only problem was that he had rheumatism in his legs and feet, and it was not a year or two years, not to mention that it had plagued him for twenty or thirty years.

"The spirit of the old gentleman Ryoma, the health care kung fu is extraordinary!" Qin Yu couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Doctor Qin praised it falsely, old man, I just occasionally play Tai Chi, practice Wufowl Opera, and move my muscles and bones." The old man replied with a smile.

Qin Yu smiled and said nothing, he didn't believe that just practicing Tai Chi and Five Fowl Opera could maintain such a good body.

Being able to be the first to see a doctor has already shown that the old man's identity is not ordinary, at least a figure of Zhang Qingshan's level, and he may even be bigger than him.

For a doctor, whether the identity of the patient is noble or not is not in the scope of his consideration, at least Qin Yu thinks so, in his eyes, the person who comes to him to see a doctor has only one identity, that is, the patient.

"The old gentleman's internal organs function is no worse than that of the young man, but the rheumatism has not been removed for many years, and it will have an impact on the body, and the limbs will have a feeling of swelling and pain in the tidal weather, I will give you acupuncture first, and then dispense side medicines, what do you think?"

The old man smiled: "You are a doctor, you can do whatever you say, and the old man will toss with you." ”

Hearing this, Qin Yu couldn't help but be stunned, there is some ambiguity in this statement, what do you mean by tossing with me? You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense.

The old man didn't notice that there was a problem with his words at all, and he still looked at Qin Yu with a smile, seeing that his whole body was unnatural.

"Sir, let's start, I'll do acupuncture for you." Qin Yu took out a row of silver needles and said.

The old man was also simply, without twisting and pinching, he directly lay on the bed in the Chinese medicine department, took off his shirt and let Qin Yu do it.

The needle application process lasted about ten minutes, and in the winter, the old man was sweating.

"Huh" let out a long breath ......of turbidity, the old man wiped the sweat on his body with a tissue, and said with a comfortable face: "Comfortable, I haven't felt so comfortable for a long time, as if I have been reborn." ”

After receiving the written prescription, the old man did not leave in a hurry, but sat on the bench next to him and watched Qin Yu treat other patients, seemingly very interested in this aspect.

"You have gastritis, remember not to eat spicy, too cold, too hard and other irritating foods."

"You have diabetes, eat less foods with a high glycemic index, such as bananas, mangoes, sugarcane and other fruits."

"You have high blood pressure, cook with less salt and eat less pickled products."

"Your congenital heart disease should pay more attention to ......"

Unconsciously, more than an hour passed, and the patient was less than half a little, because he had been stiff because he had sat for too long, Qin Yu stretched his waist.

Just as he was about to call the next patient in, there was a sudden commotion outside the door, and then the queue was squeezed away, and two middle-aged men carried a sick woman on a stretcher and broke in, followed by two or three people, and Ah Mao was mixed in with it.

"Divine doctor, save my mother, please do well, save my mother's life, I can make you a cow and a horse!"

Before Qin Yu could react, a woman about thirty years old knelt down in front of him and begged bitterly, and the other people who came in together also cried and begged.

"Hurry up, everyone has something to say." Qin Yu didn't think much about it, and immediately stepped forward to pull the woman up, but she refused.

"If you don't promise to save my mother, I can't afford to kneel!" As soon as the woman spoke, the others knelt down as well.

Seeing that the woman on the stretcher was angry, she was obviously terminally ill, if she didn't get effective treatment, she would definitely not have a few days to live, Qin Yu could understand the grief of the patient's family, nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, please get up quickly." ”

Seeing that Qin Yu agreed, a look of guilt crossed the middle-aged woman's eyes, but it was only for a moment, and soon her eyes returned to her previous sadness.

Carrying the patient to the hospital bed, Qin Yu checked his pulse, and concluded that it was an advanced stage of stomach cancer, and if Western medicine was used for treatment, there was basically no hope of saving his life, and he might not even be able to delay it for a while.

"Doctor, is there any chance of my mom being cured?" The woman asked in a trembling voice.

"As long as there is the last breath left, there is hope, and there is no need to worry too much." Qin Yu comforted.

He said this not only to the patient's family, but also to the patient, the treatment effect has a lot to do with the patient's sense of survival, he said this to give the patient confidence, encourage her fighting spirit, and bravely fight against the disease.

Knowing that her mother still had hope of being cured, the woman was immediately stunned, because in the Second Hospital, the doctor had already notified the family to prepare for the future, and now Qin Yu gave a completely different statement!

Qin Yu didn't notice the change in the expression on her face, and took out a ginseng root from his pocket, which he deliberately brought with him before coming to the hospital, just in case.

Cutting the roots into several pieces and stuffing them into the patient's mouth, Qin Yu took out the silver needles and began to acupuncture the patient, his needles were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, seventy-two silver needles had been pierced on the patient's body!

Faced with such a serious condition, Qin Yu didn't dare to be careless, and he pricked dozens of needles in a row.

When the one hundred and eighth silver needle was pierced on the acupuncture point, the patient's dull eyes finally had a trace of brilliance, and the people around him were all amazed.