Chapter 632: Insulting My IQ

Many netizens who were drinking water heard this and sprayed it directly on the computer screen.

This old man is too unreliable to speak, how can he sound like a witch and a god!

Many people have just gained confidence in Chinese medicine, but at this moment they are starting to waver again.

Hearing the translator's words, Nadson, the best plister, couldn't help but shout: "Ridiculous, cure the disease, how can it be related to ghosts." Yesterday, I still admired your Chinese medicine a little, and I felt that it was not all superstition and witchcraft, and it could also cure some diseases. Now it seems that there are many absurd elements of Chinese medicine. ”

"Hmph, Chinese medicine is broad and profound, how can you be a foreign devil who can point fingers. I wish the old man a reprimand, borrowing what Xu Dashan said yesterday, "If you can do it, you will govern it?"

"Okay, I'd like to see how you exorcise evil spirits, do you use rune paper black dog blood?" Naderson scoffed unwillingly. Obviously, he still knows something about some of the mysterious things in China.

"Don't be blind Bibi, who told you to use black dog blood and rune paper. If you don't shut up again, get out of here and don't bother me. "I wish the old man wanted to reverse the world's misunderstanding of ghost doctors, and when he heard the other party find fault one after another, he suddenly spoke politely.

Nadson didn't dare to say more, so he could only retreat.

I saw that the old man Zhu took out a black wooden box, the size of a palm. There are thirteen silver needles inside, which is the stunt that the ghost doctor relies on to become famous - the thirteen needles of the ghost doctor!!

In order to let everyone know the thirteen needles of the ghost doctor, I wish the old man to face the camera before getting the needle and make a popular science for all netizens.

"So that you know that the old decay is the descendant of the ghost doctor sect, and the acupuncture method of our vein was created by Zhang Tianshi, called the Ghost Doctor Thirteen Needles. He specializes in treating all kinds of evil and madness, in the words of modern Western medicine, depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, schizophrenia and other mental diseases. The patient was not a pediatric dementia syndrome diagnosed by Western medicine, but was frightened and his soul was damaged. People have three souls and seven spirits, and once damaged, they will naturally react sluggishly. ”

The more you talk about it, the more mysterious it becomes...... This is the opinion of many netizens on Mr. Zhu.

As for Western medicine, after listening to the translation, I was completely confused. Naderson wanted to retort, but he was afraid that he would really be kicked out of the conference room, so he could only force his patience.

However, everyone secretly rejoiced in their hearts that if the Chinese medicine treatment failed this time, they would finally be able to win back a city.

After explaining, the old man Zhu grabbed a silver needle and stabbed it directly into the ghost sealing hole. Then the silver needle pinched slowly, humming unintelligible words in his mouth.

The Chinese medicine practitioners present naturally knew that this was a special Qingzi blessing when the ghost doctor was curing the disease.

In a moment, he stabbed out a second needle and landed on the Ghost Palace Acupoint. The mouth was singing, and the patient's eyes closed from time to time, and he seemed drowsy.

Xu Dashan could see that as the silver needle pierced, a trace of black gas overflowed from the patient's body and drilled into Old Man Zhu's body.

It seems that this ghost doctor and the witch doctor are the same, and they will be cursed for a long time.

Wrong...... Xu Dashan hurriedly looked at it with her perspective eyes. He found that the aura on the top of Old Man Zhu's head was even stronger than that of normal people, and there was no evil qi and dead qi entangled, which was completely different from the people of Wumen.

He probed carefully with astonishment, and soon discovered the subtlety.

It turned out to be a green word of congratulations! Every time the old man sings a sentence, the black qi that invades the body disappears a point.

Remembering that the founder of the ghost doctor was Zhang Tianshi, Xu Dashan was stunned. This ancient real person was an expert in exorcising ghosts and destroying evil spirits, and if the thirteen needles of the ghost doctor he created were entered by ghosts and evil spirits, it would be a joke.

In this respect, the ghost doctor is much more clever than the witch doctor. Of course, they hang pots to help the world, and the medical ethics of treating diseases and saving people are not high or low.

The third needle is a ghost cave, and the fourth needle is a ghost base point...... The twelfth needle of the ghost hiding point, the last needle of the ghost minister's point!

After the sting, the patient made a purring sound in his throat, suddenly fainted, and fell to the hospital bed.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Medical malpractice?"

......

In front of the screen, all netizens exclaimed.

A smile appeared on the faces of Naderson and the rest of the Western doctors, and the Chinese medicine had finally messed up this time.

"Child, what's wrong with my child?" the patient's mother rushed over.

"It's okay, he's just too tired from being tossed by you these days, and now his soul is complete and has been cured," the old man Zhu explained with a smile.

"Really?" the parents were skeptical.

"If you don't believe it, wake him up and try" Zhu Old Man stroked his beard and said again.

"Haoyang, Haoyang, wake up, don't sleep. "The mother pushes her son.

"Mom, what are you doing, I'm sleepy" The child rubbed his eyes and sat up in a daze.

Seeing so many people around him, he hurriedly got into his mother's arms and looked at everyone timidly.

"Dad, where am I? is this the hospital?" he asked his father in a low voice, surveying the environment.

"Xiaoying, did you hear it, our son knows to call Dad. The man cried excitedly.

"Yes, I heard you, son, call mom again" The woman put her arms around her son and wept with joy.

"Mom, what's wrong with you, don't cry" The child was very sensible, and hurriedly wiped his mother's cheek with his hand.

Okay, really good?!The netizens in front of the screen were enlightened again. Chinese medicine has subverted their cognition again and again...... No matter how you look at it, it's all superstition, but it cures the child.

Now some people say that Chinese medicine can resurrect the dead, and they dare not easily refute it.

As for Naderson, their faces were red and white, and they didn't know what to say.

"Children, let me ask you, do you remember what frightened you were two months ago?" When the parents were in a stable mood, the old man Zhu stepped forward and asked again.

To save people to the end, only by finding the reason why the child was scared out of his soul can he avoid the situation again.

"That's right, son, who scared you, I'll settle accounts with him. Mother asked.

"Nobody scared me, just that time...... We secretly went down to the river to take a bath during that holiday, and I was almost drowned, but it was Jiahui who rescued me. I don't dare tell you when I go home, I still have nightmares at night...... I don't remember it anymore. A child's timid explanation.

"You go down to the river to bathe," the parents were startled when they heard this.

The reason was finally found, and they were ashamed in their hearts. The two of them were too busy with work, and they didn't have time to take care of their children after the summer vacation, so they left him alone at home and let a few older children from the neighbor's family help take care of them.

Who knew that they were so bold that they dared to go down to the river to bathe.

At this moment, several Western doctors finished discussing.

Naderson stepped forward with a stiff face and said, "Mr. Xu, we have doubts about the results of the TCM treatment and want to test the child's intelligence. ”

It seems that they will not give up if they don't reach the Yellow River, Xu Dashan nodded directly and agreed.

"Kids, what is 5 plus 10?" the translator asked.

Hearing this question, Xiao Haoyang rolled his eyes: "Uncle, the answer is 15." I'm eight years old and I'm in second grade. It's okay for you to have some problems, this question is too simple, it simply insults my intelligence. ”

Poof...... Chinese netizens in front of the screen burst out laughing.

After someone translated, foreign netizens looked confused: Is this math problem easy for seven or eight-year-old children?

(End of chapter)