Zhang Fan wanted to help Xie Yuange diagnose immediately.

But thinking that the Martial Doctor was coming, he wanted to see how the Martial Doctor could help the cultivators heal.

So he didn't speak.

In less than a minute, the warrior who had just left had already walked over quickly.

Behind him, followed by two men.

One is Xie Yongqiang.

The other is a man in his forties who looks a little arrogant.

Come to think of it, this person is a martial doctor.

Zhang Fan couldn't detect this person's strength, it seems that this person should be a martial artist.

Zhang Fan carefully observed Xie Yongqiang.

I saw that Xie Yongqiang no longer had the painful look he had when he left just now.

It seems that this martial artist does have some skills.

The martial artist led the two of them to come, and said, "Young Master Yuange was fine before. As a result, as soon as this guy came, he only taught the young master Yuange for five minutes, and it became like this. ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zhang Fan with a little smugness.

Hey, boy, dare to steal my job.

I'll see how you end up this time.

Xie Yongqiang frowned slightly, and then said to the martial doctor: "Martial Doctor Qin, help my grandson take a look." ”

Martial Doctor Qin smiled and nodded, and said confidently: "Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen." ”

Then he walked over and did not help Xie Yuange up, but directly put three fingers of his right hand on Xie Yuange's right hand.

Zhang Fan asked suspiciously: "Martial Doctor Qin, is it enough to just call the pulse?" ”

Doctor Qin Wu didn't even look at Zhang Fan, and said, "When I diagnose and treat, I like to be quiet. ”

Zhang Fan scolded in his heart: What is Nima pretending.

The congratulatory brain wave next to him said: "The problems that ordinary cultivators have are all meridian problems. Therefore, the pulse is the most accurate and fastest way. With the help of looking at the complexion and asking about the symptoms, you can almost confirm what the illness is. ”

Zhang Fan nodded.

That's it, it's simple.

Martial Doctor Qin took a pulse for a moment, and then looked at Xie Yuange's face.

Finally, he pressed it on the most painful part of Xie Yuange's right wrist.

"Shhhh

Xie Yuange suddenly gasped in pain, and kept screaming in his mouth: "It hurts...... It hurts to death...... It hurts ......."

A look of distress flashed in Xie Yongqiang's eyes, and he hurriedly asked Martial Doctor Qin: "Martial Doctor Qin, look at this ......"

Martial Doctor Qin waved his hand and said, "It's okay." This is because the young master of Yuan Ge practiced drawing the knife and slashing, and the requirements for the meridians at the wrist of his right hand were very high. He had already adapted to that kind of demand before, but now he suddenly increased the intensity of his training, causing the meridians in his right hand to be unable to withstand it. As long as you rest for a few days and take recovery drugs, you can recover in up to three days. ”

"Suddenly increase the intensity of training?"

Xie Yongqiang's brows furrowed again.

When the martial artist next to him heard this, he was so excited that his eyes flashed.

Here's your chance!

He hurriedly came to Xie Yongqiang's side and said, "Chairman, in the past few months since I trained Little Master Yuange, the training intensity has gradually increased, and there will definitely be no problems." But today, as soon as Teacher Zhang took over, he suddenly increased the intensity of his training, which caused the meridians of the little master of Yuan Ge to be unbearable. ”

After saying that, he quietly stepped aside.

There is a kind of thing that brushes off the clothes and hides the meaning of merit and fame.

In fact, he was hiding next to him, waiting to see Zhang Fan's jokes.

Congratulations and wanted to say a few words for Zhang Fan at this time, but it seemed that it was indeed something done by his little brother.

And the chairman's face is not good-looking, if he speaks for him at this time, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to him.

Congratulations, I regret it slightly.

Knowing this, I didn't recommend Zhang Fan to the chairman.

I wanted to help him, but now it seems to be self-defeating.

Zhang Fan saw that Xie Yongqiang's face was getting worse and worse, but the warrior's face was becoming more and more joyful, and he didn't have the slightest nervousness.

He just smiled indifferently and turned his head to look at that Martial Doctor Qin.

"Martial Doctor Qin, right?"

That Qin Martial Doctor only snorted coldly in his nose: "Hmph, teach people to practice drawing swords and slashing, but they have practiced like this, misleading people's children!" ”

For this seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, he didn't care about it at all.

What can a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man teach?

Zhang Fan smiled lightly: "Your diagnosis is correct, it is indeed because the meridians of your right hand cannot withstand the impact of energy, which causes great pain in your wrist. Do you know how long I taught him, though? ”

The martial artist next to him said: "No matter how long you teach, even if it is only for a minute, it is your fault to teach people like this." Still trying to quibble? ”

Zhang Fan ignored the martial artist, and only stretched out five fingers to the Qin martial artist and said, "I only taught him for five minutes." ”

Martial Doctor Qin listened to Zhang Fan's words and was slightly stunned.

The warrior continued to shout beside him: "What's wrong with five minutes, five minutes is also time." During the time period I taught, Little Master Yuange didn't have any problems. But you've only been in charge for five minutes, and you've become like this, what else do you have to quibble? ”

Zhang Fan still ignored him.

He said to Martial Doctor Qin: "Martial Doctor Qin, in five minutes, it took me four minutes just to explain to the young master of Yuange. He only practiced for a minute. I would like to ask Martial Doctor Qin, how much training intensity will there be in a minute? Well, even if the strength is excessively exerted in this minute, it will not cause a huge pain in the meridians of the right hand, right? ”

Martial Doctor Qin's complexion changed again.

Because everyone knows that in one minute, no matter how intense the training is, it will not cause severe pain in the meridians.

He frowned, as if he suddenly remembered something.

Then he looked at the martial artist next to him and said, "You said that five minutes ago, you have been training the little young master of Yuange?" ”

When the warrior heard this, he immediately felt bad.

But he couldn't deny it, so he could only nod: "It's me." But ......"

Before he finished speaking, Martial Doctor Qin had already interrupted him: "Yes, it must be you." Because you trained Young Master Yuange for a long time before, the intensity of training every day was too great. Over time, it caused the energy in the meridians of Yuan Ge's right wrist to stagnate, and the meridians were occluded, which would cause severe pain. ”

When the warrior heard this, he was immediately stunned.

His face was extremely pale.

This was Zhang Fan's problem one second, why did it become my problem the next second?

Oh my God, if the chairman really thinks it's my problem, then ...... That......

The warrior didn't dare to imagine what the consequences would be.

The sweat on his forehead was already dripping down.

But at this moment, Zhang Fan's voice came.

I only heard him laugh twice, and then shook his head: "Quack!" ”

"What did you say?"

There was a slight anger in Martial Doctor Qin's voice.

When the others present heard this, they were all stunned.

This kid is really bold!

dared to scold him for being a quack doctor in front of a martial artist.

Did he want to die?

And that warrior was secretly happy in his heart at this time.

This guy has diverted everyone's attention by dying like this, and maybe he will have escaped.