"In this way, the doctor should have been a little negligent, I checked all the medicines that Mr. Ye took, most of them are for the treatment of lung disease."

The moment Zhang Jianjun saw Mr. Ye, he saw that he had an old problem, which was still related to the lungs, which was impossible to eradicate, and he had to be cautious when taking medicine.

He checked the ingredients of all the drugs, most of them were controlled and could not be treated, and the drugs became dependent, and there were definitely side effects after a long time.

I just haven't seen what the side effects are yet.

In addition, the box that he threw away could tell that it was mixed with several herbs, and what was the proportion of each type, which was obviously seriously exceeded.

If you eat it like this, you will die.

"Mr. Ye is lungs, this old problem has followed him for several years, every time he coughs out of breath, his whole face is red, do you think he still coughs now?"

The doctor spoke confidently.

"It's not coughing, and your life is dying, I now doubt that the patients in your clinic are really okay, you haven't even learned your own professional knowledge, how can you treat and save people?"

Zhang Jianjun said helplessly, he couldn't get used to this face for a long time.

Relying on his own clinic to speak, he is yin and yang, and he doesn't like to answer positively.

"What do you mean by that?"

When the doctor heard this, he was completely anxious, and directly grabbed Zhang Jianjun's collar, thinking that he was deliberately embarrassing himself.

"Of course it's literal, you can answer me for the question I just raised, instead of grabbing my collar, it's better for you to prove it to Mr. Ye."

Mr. Ye also frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the two would meet like enemies, but Zhang Jianjun looked at the overall situation, could it be that he had already seen through something?

"You have something to say, aren't you usually quite sensible, what are you doing with a young man, if he is really wrong, I will ask him to apologize to you."

Mr. Ye rarely spoke for Zhang Jianjun, and even the doctor didn't expect it.

"Didn't he deliberately look for me, I have been treating you for so long, you can see whether the effect is good or not, Mr. Ye, you can't doubt me because of a word from others."

The doctor glanced at Zhang Jianjun indignantly, turned around and walked to Mr. Ye and played the emotional card.

"I don't doubt it, I just want you to prove it to this young man, isn't he very stubborn?"

"Forget it, I'll prove it."

Zhang Jianjun spoke slowly, and he walked slowly to Mr. Ye and asked him to stretch out his arm.

"Mr. Ye, do you have a silver needle at home?"

"Yes, last time he helped me with acupuncture, the silver needles are all in the cabinet, you can get it yourself."

Zhang Jianjun opened the drawer, and sure enough, he saw a complete set of silver needles, which looked very professional, and he started to use them after alcohol disinfection.

"What are you going to do? Seeing that you are in your twenties, you can't do acupuncture at first glance, this is not a joke, if an acupuncture point is wrong, it may kill people! ”

The doctor said nervously, reaching out to snatch the silver needle.

"If I really can't do it, I won't take this tool, whether I can do acupuncture or not depends on my age, if you think I made a mistake, it can completely stop me."

Zhang Jianjun didn't pay attention to the doctor at all, he picked up the sterilized silver needle.

Three in a row are tied to his arm, and Zhang Jianjun's acupuncture movements are very fast.