"Hey, Yun Sheng, isn't that a test stone? What are you going to do with a teststone? Gu Feng was also strange, Yun Sheng treated people, why didn't she use her amazing acupuncture skills, nor magic, but took a stone.

"Just look at it," Yun Sheng confidently walked over to the farmer's side.

The farmer had only struggled for a long time, and was bound by Yun Sheng's water-based magic element, and he was already exhausted at this time.

Yun Sheng took the iron test stone and walked to the farmer's side.

Strangely, she lifted the iron stone to the farmer's right ear and moved it slowly.

Her inexplicable behavior made everyone in the Medicine Emperor Pavilion on the side scoff.

"You think you're juggling in the streets, curing a sick person with a broken stone?" Qi Tian was slamming on the sidelines, very dismissive of Yun Sheng.

Although Yaohuang Pavilion has lost a big face today, as long as Yun Sheng can't find the symptoms, it is equivalent to an empty word.

Yun Sheng is still doing what he does.

"Itchy ......," the farmer, who was already too painful to speak, squirmed his lips and said indistinctly.

"Uncle, what did you just say?" When Yun Sheng heard this, her whole little face lit up, and it seemed that her guess was correct.

The farmer only felt an itch in his ears.

It's as if there are a few ants in the ears, trying to crawl out.

Yun Sheng kept moving the iron test in his hand, and slowly, a little metallic luster appeared in the farmer's ears.

"Huh-" After only a faint soft sound was heard, there were a few more grains on the originally smooth black iron stone.

Everyone took a closer look.

"That's ......" This time, it was Qi Tian who was speechless.

On the black test iron magnet, a few metal broken needles the size of skin dander are attached.

The broken needles were small in size, and each had a white liquid attached to the surface, apparently pus from the farmer's ear.

I think that the king was careless when he pricked the needle, and when he treated the farmer's tinnitus, his hand strength was weak, and a small part of the iron needle used as a practice needle was broken in the farmer's ear.

Wang Yaoren didn't take the broken practice needle too seriously, and he didn't take it to his doctor afterwards.

Unbeknownst to him, the farmer thought his tinnitus had been cured, and returned to the village with joy.

Who knows, the broken needle of the iron needle caused a certain inflammation in the farmer's ear in a special environment.

Over time, the inflammation also affected the ear nerves, and the infected ear nerves directly compressed the nerves in the farmer's brain, which caused the farmer's uninterrupted and more frequent "headaches".

The farmer had also seen his illness with a rural doctor earlier, and even found a doctor like Cheng Yanhai, but these ancient doctors all relied only on the pulse and the patient's diet and past illness, and it was impossible for them to associate any nerve inflammation.

Yun Sheng used Shennong's pupil to look at the farmer's ear just now.

Although her current Shennong pupil is only the second, and it is not yet able to see the human body, she can be sure that the farmer's ear is inflamed.

A simple ear surgery is enough in modern society, but in ancient times, it was a tricky thing.

If the broken needle is allowed to remain in his ear, over time, the nerve endings in the ear will rot, which is likely to cause him to be deaf and even optic nerve compression.

These words, Yun Sheng naturally had no way to explain them to these stubborn Medicine Emperor Pavilion doctors.

She thought about it, thought of the iron needle, and suddenly remembered the iron test stone she had seen in the blacksmith shop in her early years.

The current conditions made it impossible for her to directly perform ear surgery, but as long as the broken needle was iron, she was able to use a test stone to suck the broken needle out.

So there was a move that Yun Sheng had before that everyone couldn't figure out.

As soon as the broken needle was removed, the farmer stopped shouting.

The peasant woman on the side also turned her worries into joy, and kept saying thank you to Yunsheng.

I didn't even need a single needle, but just used a stone to find the cause of the disease, and this medical technique is amazing.

The visitors' perception of the Little Mercy Church immediately changed.

The eyes of the masses were bright, and they could see all of them in the eyes of Fang Cai Yunsheng's politeness to the peasant women and the bad attitude of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion.

Those who came to the Yaohuang Pavilion for free consultation earlier were also muttering in their hearts, change your mind, or find Xiao Ci'en Tang.

Look at the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, the best medical hall in the mainland, actually let an unqualified medicine man use practice needles to treat diseases.

Such an irresponsible attitude is simply a careless disregard for human life.

The people of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, you look at me, I look at you, even the broken needle has been found, and at first glance, it is the special practice iron needle of the Medicine Emperor Pavilion, even if they don't want to admit it.

Cheng Shihai's face passed for a while, and the effect of the medicine slowed down a little, but his face was even worse.

He knew very well that today's free clinic was a smash.

This is not only smashed, but also the name of Yujing and even the Medicine Emperor Pavilion has been smeared.

How is he going back to explain to Yao Rong and even Wen Dadao?

Cheng Xianhai glared at Yun Sheng fiercely, and left with a group of doctors and medicine men in a gray manner, under the mocking eyes of the spectators.

"Little Divine Doctor, thank you so much," the farmer and his wife thanked Yun Sheng with a thousand thanks.

Yun Sheng asked Lin Jiao'er to give them a few packets of anti-inflammatory herbs.

After watching the farmer and his wife leave, Yun Sheng's face showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

She knew that today's free clinic had achieved unexpected results.

Gu Feng and the others were also excited, they all understood that this time, the Medicine Emperor Pavilion was planted.

Tomorrow, they will not have the face to come to the free clinic again.

The name of Little Mercy and Grace Hall will soon spread in Yujing.

"Tomorrow, we will continue the free clinic," Yun Sheng decided, booking a table at the best restaurant in the city tonight and having a good meal.

After a few people from the Little Mercy Church left happily, two people walked out of the corner of the street.

The two of them stood silently at the corner of the street for a while, and they had been standing since Yun Sheng came to the rescue of the farmer, but no one around them had noticed it.

"Si Ming, we've been staring at these people all day, are you sure that woman is the one who refines the Moon God Praise?" It was a male magician with a beautiful face who spoke.

The magician is not very old, he is wearing a magician's robe, and there is a strong magic power all over his body.

If you look closely, you will also find that under his magician robe, the logo of the Dharma Temple is embroidered.

"It's her ......" Xia Wenxu stood up from a street corner, looked at Yun Sheng's back, stared intently, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.