Now that Jiang Chen had already opened his mouth, Sun Xiangyang simply couldn't bear it, and said bluntly: "Director Wei, although you are in an important position, I still hope that you will be polite to my master." Maybe you'll get sick one day, and we'll have to be the doctors to save you!"

"You..."Director Wei was furious, and his face turned black. But Sun Xiangyang said it very deadly, if he continued, he would really offend all the doctors.

Director Wei pointed at Sun Xiangyang and nodded three times, raised his lips and looked at Jiang Chen: "You are Jiang Chengzi?"

Jiang Chen is neither humble nor arrogant: "Not bad!"

Director Wei frowned: "I have long heard that there is a young miracle doctor in Tianling, but I didn't expect it to be so young!"

He patted Jiang Chen's shoulder and said threateningly: "Young man, remember, young people are not necessarily promising, and it is easy to die against others." ”

After speaking, he glanced at a few people in the Hanging Pot Hall, and left with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Chen shook his head indifferently, and gently stroked the shoulder that had been patted, as if he was afraid that he would be dirty. This scene fell in the eyes of Director Wei, who had just walked not far, making him stumble, so angry that he almost couldn't even walk steadily.

"Let's start a free clinic!" Jiang Chen sat on the consultation table, for him, whether it was Xu Shousheng or Director Wei, they were all like carp crossing the river, and they were just passers-by. If this little thing is a big deal because of this kind of little person, then he is talking about cultivating immortals in vain.

However, what happened next was that even in his state of mind, a wave of depression inevitably rose.

To practice medicine and cure diseases, it is inevitable to use appliances and medicines, which is no exception to traditional Chinese medicine.

But when Sun Shirong went to get it, he was told that there was none!

Sun Shirong's face was not angry: "Everyone else has it, but we don't have it in the Hanging Pot Hall." It's clearly aimed at us!"

Sun Xiangyang's lungs exploded: "It's too much to deceive people! Shirong, go back to the hanging pot hall to get medicine!"

Sun Shirong sighed: "It's useless! They said that for the sake of drug safety, all the medicines we bring are not allowed to enter the venue." It must be Director Wei who made the hell!"

"Then let's take a free clinic? air?" Sun Xiangyang was directly stunned, Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, hearing, asking, and cutting, but now except for a pair of silver needles, there are not even basic medicines, and it is estimated that even a fever and cold cannot be cured.

Xu Shousheng said in a strange manner: "Some people, they just can't understand current affairs, what's the use of high medical skills, they have to learn to observe words and colors!"

"Shut up!" Sun Xiangyang slapped the table and shouted: "It is with villains like you that it is difficult for Chinese medicine to develop, and it is also because of the existence of people like you who seek fame and reputation that the society will become less and less convinced of Chinese medicine." The decline of traditional Chinese medicine, you can't escape the blame!"

This stubborn old man was already out of anger, and he didn't care if it was the scene of the free clinic, so he rolled up his sleeves and scolded.

The more angry he was, the happier Xu Shousheng became: "What's the use of you yelling at me, it's not that I won't give you medicine! If you have the ability, you can go to Director Wei!"

"You..." Sun Xiangyang was furious, clutching his chest and unable to breathe.

Others shook their heads, feeling sorry for the hanging pot hall, and several old Chinese medicine doctors couldn't help but feel sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox.

Xu Shousheng seized the opportunity to mock: "Look at you, you can't do it yourself, and you still say that you can cure diseases and save people?

"Shut up!" Sun Shirong held Sun Xiangyang, patted the old man's back, and helped him calm down, but he finally calmed down, and was provoked by Xu Shousheng's words, and fell down with a dry cough, constantly panting, his face turned pale, and his forehead was sweaty like bean beads.

"Something's wrong! Come on!" Someone else brushed around, and one of the doctors came over, and after looking at it, his face was not very good-looking, and said, "It's out of breath, my heart is cramping, send it to the emergency room!"

Everyone raised Sun Xiangyang with their hands and feet, and Sun Shirong's eyes were red and glared at Xu Shousheng: "If my grandfather has any three long and two short, I want you to be buried with him!"

Xu Shousheng was a little weak-hearted, but he still stiffened his neck and said, "He can't do it himself, blame me!"

Jiang Chen stood up, squeezed to Sun Xiangyang's side, and a needle as fast as lightning pierced Sun Xiangyang's heart three inches, and with a slight twist, a magical scene appeared.

Sun Xiangyang's face quickly returned to blood, his wheezing gradually subsided, and someone checked it: "Hey, it's strange, the spasms have subsided." ”

Everyone put down Sun Xiangyang again, and when they saw that it really began to improve, they couldn't help but be surprised.

"One shot to save the emergency, Tianling Jiangchengzi really has some doorways!"

Someone commented, and the patients in front of him also whispered: "That little doctor seems to have some ability! I don't know if he can cure my stubborn disease." ”

Sun Xiangyang calmed down, arched his hand to the surroundings and thanked his companions, and whispered to Jiang Chen: "Thank you, Master!"

Jiang Chen shook his head, then put his hands back, glanced at Xu Shousheng, and said lightly: "You just said that you want to fight with me?"

"At this time, didn't he see that the Hanging Pot Hall didn't even have the simplest cold medicine?"

The old and serious doctor couldn't help but shake his head: "It's still too young, it's too rigid and easy to break!"

Sun Xiangyang's face changed, and he admonished: "Master, be cautious!"

Jiang Chen waved his hand and said confidently: "It's okay, you don't have to have medicine to cure the disease!"

Xu Shousheng had just seen the effect of Jiang Chen's needle, and his heart was a little weak, but when he thought that Jiang Chen had nothing but a pair of silver needles, he said boldly: "Fight, fight, who is afraid of whom!"

"Yes, I'll teach you what a doctor is today!" Jiang Chen's tone was flat, his momentum was restrained, and he had an ethereal temperament like a grandmaster.

Xu Shousheng said disdainfully: "Pretend!"

"I'll choose the patient first!" Xu Shousheng was very confident in his mouth, but in fact he was very treacherous, there were countless patients today, and the word Dou Yi attracted him, almost half of the people here were watching.

It's not easy to find out the three incurable diseases from it? Whoever picks the person first will probably win.

Jiang Chen nodded indifferently.

As soon as they heard about the fighting doctors, the patients not only did not resist, but were very enthusiastic. First, the person who dares to fight the doctor must have two brushes, and second, if he is chosen, he will not have to continue to queue up bitterly.

Of course, there are also people who have concerns about Jiang Chen, but there are still many patients who shout: "Choose me, choose me!"

Xu Shousheng ignored these screaming patients, the lesions were so embarrassing, and those who were really seriously ill were often difficult to talk about, and they would not shout out in such a public.

Xu Shousheng walked among the patients and made several selections, an old man and a pale young man were selected by him, but the last one was undecided. Until I walked to a corner and found a middle-aged woman with a child, the child was covered in wide clothes, and his eyes lit up after asking.

Hearing the fighting doctor, the woman first consulted the child's opinion, but the child was reluctant to participate in the fighting doctor, and Xu Shousheng talked about it for a while before agreeing to come over.

When the three patients arrived, Xu Shousheng was full of confidence, and said with a smile: "You just wait to give me the signboard of the Hanging Pot Hall! Don't worry, I will definitely make a good souvenir! I won't burn it as firewood, haha!"

Jiang Chen ignored him and walked straight to the patient. Xu Shousheng pouted: "Let you pretend, you will feel a surprise later!"

The story of fighting doctors spread farther and farther, and not only patients and doctors watched.

A foreign woman wearing a burgundy gift stretched her neck curiously: "It seems to be very lively over there!"

Zou Hao, a high-ranking official in Tiannan who was accompanying him, said: "It seems to be a Chinese medicine area over there, Xiao Wei, go and see what happened?"

Director Wei immediately laughed and said, "Lord Zou, Miss Alice, there should be two doctors who said that they want to fight doctors, nothing unusual!"

"Oh, what is a doctor?" Alice looked curious.

Master Zou explained with a smile: "One of the traditions of fighting doctors on our side is a private comparison of doctors. We also advocate this kind of benign competition, which has a very good role in promoting the development of medicine!"

Alice seemed interested, and eagerly asked, "Can I go and see it?"

Lord Zou nodded: "Of course, then Miss Alice and all the foreign guests are welcome to give more guidance!"

"Lord Zou is serious! Everyone communicates and learns from each other!" Alice bowed humbly.

The group slaughtered towards the location of the Hanging Pot Hall.