Jiang Chen's preferred patient was a young man with a sallow complexion.

Without waiting for the young man to speak, Jiang Chen asked, "Do you feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, nausea and discomfort, as if someone is pinching your neck and breathless?"

The young man's eyes widened in disbelief: "Yes! But how do you know?"

Everyone around was surprised, and after a few glances, they said that they were ill, could it be that this kid really had a few brushes?

Sun Xiangyang's eyelids returned to normal after he lifted his eyelids, and he could indeed see the disease from his complexion, but the doctor should be cautious and diagnosed multiple times. Jiang Chen's rash diagnosis made him despise it again.

Sun Shirong snorted coldly: "Pretend." ”

"You're sick. Jiang Chen raised his hand as soon as he spoke, clicked a few times like lightning, and patted the young man's back lightly as soon as his palm turned around.

"Wow!" the young man felt a few tingles in his chest, followed by something surging up his throat, opening his mouth and spitting out a fist-sized white object with bloodshot streaks.

"What is this, what is this?" the young man's face was as pale as earth, lest he be seriously ill: "Doctor, I must have some kind of cancer!"

Jiang Chen said: "Staying up late and drinking, the kidney yuan is deficient. This is a mouthful of old phlegm blocked in your trachea. Now you're not cancer, but if you continue to have such a hangover, you'll die sooner or later. ”

The young man's face turned blue and red, and his face was full of shame: "Hey, I did indulge a little. ”

Jiang Chen asked, "How do you feel now?"

"I can breathe, and my chest is no longer blocked!" The young man looked at his own situation, and when he was happy, he broke out in a cold sweat and was very happy.

"That's it?"

"No injections or medicines, just a few pats and cure?"

The audience was shocked, and pulled the young man to ask questions in disbelief, and after confirming that the other party was fine, many people looked at Jiang Chen with inexplicable expressions.

Jiang Chen's few clicks, only Sun Xiangyang saw a few clues. This seems to be a kind of massage method to remove foreign bodies and clean up the lesions. But he had never heard of such a method!

Insiders watched the doorway, Jiang Chen made a few simple clicks, which had already frightened the old man.

Sun Shirong snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's full of nonsense, but it's just a fluke to force out a mouthful of phlegm,"

Jiang Chen glanced at him, didn't make a sound, but walked towards the woman: "You are usually easily anxious and irritable, unable to eat, and sleepless. Hot flashes and night sweats when sleeping, accompanied by dizziness and headache, yes or no?"

"Little doctor, what you said is good, but what I want to see is not this disease. The woman stopped talking.

"I know!" Jiang Chen interrupted with a wave of his hand: "You are a stagnation of liver qi, and the liver fire is deficient, which leads to breast hyperplasia, forming hard lumps, and the pain is unbearable." ”

The woman blushed and bowed her head in acquiescence.

"I can see it again, doesn't he even need to take the pulse? This seems to be even more powerful than the Holy Hand Sun Lao!"

"If these two patients are not To, then this young man is probably very capable. ”

"Your illness depends on nourishment, focusing on soothing the liver and regulating qi, discharging fire and reducing deficiency. Jiang Chen said, picked up a pen and paper and wrote a prescription: "Decoction according to this prescription, once in the morning and evening, it will be effective in a week." ”

The woman hesitated, holding the prescription in a dilemma, and finally handed it to Sun Xiangyang and asked him to check it. Although Jiang Chen raised his hand to cure a patient before, he was too young after all, and in her opinion, Sun Xiangyang was more reliable.

Sun Xiangyang took the prescription, looked at it carefully, then his eyes widened, and his mouth exclaimed: "Wonderful! This medicine can also be combined in this way, and the medicinal properties of each medicinal material have been maximized, but the side effects are almost zero." ”

"Why is Old Sun so out of shape, could it be that this young man's ability to prescribe medicine is also better than him?" No one dared to answer this sentence, and everyone looked at Sun Xiangyang with inquiries.

Sun Xiangyang's face was weird, he suppressed his thoughts, and said with an embarrassed face: "This can be done." ”

The woman's face was excited, and she respectfully thanked Jiang Chen.

Sun Shirong was a little dumbfounded, Jiang Chen went down two cities in a row, and the speed was unbelievable, and it was only a few minutes from the beginning to now.

But when he thought of the last patient, he was relieved again, the old man was a frequent visitor to the Hanging Pot Hall, and every rainy season attacked, his muscles were like pins and needles, and walking became a problem.

Sun Xiangyang is the same in his heart, rheumatism has become a stubborn disease, and the patient is old and frail, which is almost equal to an incurable disease.

Jiang Chen took a closer look and said, "Your leg was injured, and you were still soaked in cold water when you were injured. ”

Sun Xiangyang and the rheumatism old man glanced at each other, and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Sun Xiangyang sighed: "That's right, Liu Lao had a car accident ten years ago, and he lay in the rain for an hour before he was rescued. ”

The whole house screamed in surprise, and no one could control their mouths anymore.

"Oh my God, this is amazing! The symptoms of ten years ago have been seen. ”

"It's amazing!

Liu Lao shook his head and smiled: "Old man, what happened to me ten years ago has been seen by others, old Sun, you are not as good as this young man!"

Sun Xiangyang's face was full of bitterness, and he kept looking at Jiang Chen, guessing in his heart where this demon came out.

Sun Shirong's face changed greatly, and he was extremely unwilling: "Grandpa, we didn't lose, if he can't cure Liu Lao's illness, it won't be considered a win." ”

"This..."Sun Xiangyang's face hesitated, and Jiang Chen's medical skills convinced him. But it's really reluctant to give over the treasure of the town store like this.

After his hesitation, Jiang Chen said: "There is no incurable disease in my eyes. ”

"Don't be ashamed, you have the ability to heal Liu Lao's leg!" Sun Shirong sneered.

Jiang Chen was silent, squatting in front of Liu Lao, his hands reached out, the speed was still as fast as lightning, the true qi surged, and an invisible needle tip was formed between his fingers. The primordial ancient scriptures are endlessly powerful, constantly warming Liu Lao's meridians and muscles.

"Condense into a needle!" Sun Xiangyang's face changed in shock, and then he was full of fanaticism, his eyes were excited, and he looked at Jiang Chen as if he were a peerless beauty.

Sun Shirong's face turned pale.

Jiang Chen took the credit: "Try to stand up and see." ”

Liu Lao first checked it, and after finding that it really didn't hurt anymore, he stood up with his waist back, walked a few steps back and forth, grabbed Jiang Chen's hand, and said excitedly: "Little brother, you are really a god!

Sun Xiangyang was even more fanatical, almost crazy: "First, Mr. has excellent means, and I am convinced." ”

After a pause, his heart was struggling, and an idea kept popping up after seeing 'Condensing Qi into a Needle', and after half a ring, he gritted his teeth and said: "The old man is willing to pursue Mr. in the future, and I only ask Mr. to be willing to teach me a little bit, even if I am an errand runner." ”

There was an uproar. A generation of holy hands, the first person in Tianling medical skills is willing to run errands. When such news spreads, the entire Heavenly Tomb will be shaken.

"I said before that you can be my registered disciple. Jiang Chen nodded. Sun Xiangyang is a medical idiot, so it is not surprising that there is such a scene.

"Disciples, see Master. Sun Xiangyang was ecstatic, knelt down with a plop, regardless of his identity, regardless of his face, and made a bow of worship in public, with that anxious appearance, he was afraid that Jiang Chen would regret it if he was one step too late.

"Smack!" I don't know whose phone fell to the ground.

At this moment, the whole audience in the hanging pot hall was quiet, and there was a sound of needles falling. The Holy Hand of Tianling worshipped in public, and the target was a young man less than twenty. Is this to shock the world's big teeth?

"Oh my God, this—" Someone broke the silence, but they stammered and spoke incoherently. That's true, the news is too frightening.

"Treating stubborn diseases with one hand and nourishing rheumatism with a wave of one's hand is simply a god-man method. ”

"Tianling Holy Hand Apprentice, I'm afraid this matter will cause the medical world to shake. ”

No one is amazed, no one is envious.

The people who spoke and scolded before lowered their heads, apologized to Jiang Chen, and begged for forgiveness for the mistakes they had made before.

Only Sun Shirong squeezed through the crowd and pulled Liu Lao's granddaughter and said, "Grandpa, we haven't lost yet, you can show Ruoxin." ”