"What? Is this kid really right? Unlikely, right?"

"No, how could it be ......"

Looking at the old man who was already slumped in his seat, all the doctors present were dumbfounded, Long Aotian stood under the stage, his face was blue and purple for a while, and he was extremely gloomy.

Liu Xinyue seemed to have known this ending, with a bright smile on her face, as if she was the one who won.

Li Lao was obviously stunned by Zhang Hao's hand, and only reacted after a while, that mouth was almost grinning to the root of his ear, and the folds on his face were like chrysanthemums.

Zhang Hao's current identity is Shang Rentang's doctor, which means that the person Zhang Hao defeated is also Shang Rentang's defeated general.

Before, Li Lao still felt that Zhang Hao was a little frivolous, but at this moment, he was happy to let Zhang Hao provoke a few more old men sitting motionless on the chair.

"Then according to Xiaoyou, how should I ...... this disease" The old man gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Hao, and his tone began to become much more polite.

The surrounding doctors suddenly gasped and were even more shocked.

This is not like embarrassing Zhang Hao, this attitude is more like asking Zhang Hao for advice!

Zhang Hao didn't speak, but was silent for a moment, until the doctors around him looked at him with some suspicion, and then said leisurely: "You are not a disease, at most it is an injury, you need to apply three needles to Fenglin acupoint, Zi hernia acupoint, Sanchi acupoint (here the acupuncture points are all compiled, if there are similarities, it is purely a coincidence, it is forbidden to imitate, everything must be followed by the doctor's instructions) three places of needle, once a day, after seven days, the symptoms can be relieved, and then you can use tonic medicine to slowly tonic, do not drink medicine in advance, otherwise it will make the liver deficiency not replenished!"

There was a look of surprise on the old man's face, obviously Zhang Hao's rhetoric was contrary to his own conclusion.

"Mr. Wu, you don't have to believe this kid, isn't it just a liver problem?

An old man in a black Tang costume next to him squinted, glanced at Zhang Hao with disdain, and spoke.

"This is the master of traditional Chinese medicine in the south, Mr. Song Dingfang, that is the miracle doctor who has treated high-level officials!"

"He is the legendary miracle doctor who is not a powerful person who does not save him?"

"What, it's him?"

"I heard that there was a patient who had a heart attack last time, he was there, and he obviously had time to rescue, but because the other party had no status, he was an ordinary worker, and he didn't take action, which led to the old man almost dying on the spot, and then it took the doctor in the emergency department three days and three nights to save the old man!"

There were already people around who recognized the identity of the old man and whispered underneath.

Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, this Song Dingfang is such a big shelf.

If you don't save it, when you were in another world, you didn't have such a big shelf!

The benevolence of the doctor, whether it is powerful or not, cannot watch the patient die in front of him.

At least, Zhang Hao thinks so!

This old man is really not virtuous.

"I don't think Dr. Zhang seems to know much about traditional Chinese medicine, acupuncture can only play an auxiliary role, and what really saves people still needs decoction!" The old man Song Dingfang sneered, waved his hand, and patted the dust on his satin Tang suit.

Obviously there is no dust, this action is obviously despising Zhang Hao.

"Mr. Song, you have been in the field of Chinese medicine for so many years, you should be familiar with all kinds of medical books!" Zhang Hao smiled slightly, but slowly stepped forward and stood in front of the old man, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Under that look, the old man was actually a little flustered, but he recovered in a blink of an eye, felt his gaffe, looked at Zhang Hao in front of him with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "That's natural, although I can't say that I am rich and rich, but there is no book on medical skills that I haven't read!"

Speaking of the end, Song Dingfang was still a little proud.

"What about the Biao Youfu, you keep reading it in the dog's belly?"

Zhang Hao sneered and spoke.

Song Dingfang's face instantly turned blue, his eyes flickered, and he was much colder.

The Jin and Yuan dynasties were in turmoil, and the supply of Chinese herbal medicine was in short supply, so the study of acupuncture and moxibustion became the main research direction of doctors at that time, and because of this, the level of acupuncture and moxibustion rose sharply, and the Ming Dynasty carried forward the life-saving medical skill of acupuncture.

It's just that in the Qing Dynasty, Daoguang issued an edict that acupuncture was banned in the Tai Hospital, and folk acupuncture began to decline.

And this is a must-learn part of Chinese medicine.

Acupuncture to save people is not nonsense, and even in some special cases, acupuncture can play a much higher role than Chinese herbal medicine.

"Mr. Song Dingfang, if you are willing to prescribe medicine to this old man, it doesn't matter, anyway, if you take this medicine, you will have to lose half of the old man's life!"

Zhang Hao didn't wait for Song Dingfang to speak, so he sneered, no longer looked directly at Song Dingfang, but paced on the stage, his face was cold, and said: "Deficiency is not replenished, plus the liver is already damaged, I am afraid that this dose of medicine will directly produce toxins, and may even lead to liver failure......"

These words instantly made Mr. Wu's face become embarrassed, and Song Dingfang's eyes began to flicker, and his face was cloudy.

"Mr. Song, do you want to save people, or do you want to harm people?" Zhang Hao turned around and walked towards Song Dingfang step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on Song Dingfang's heart, making Song Dingfang's face begin to turn pale, "Or, in your eyes, Mr. Wu's status is not enough, not worthy of your rescue, or is he dead?"

Rumble......

This sentence completely crushed Song Dingfang's psychological defense, instantly making his face even paler, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The people around looked at Song Dingfang's eyes and began to become unkind.

In the past, Song Dingfang stood on the altar, even if he took his status as the standard, the people present did not feel that there was anything wrong, but now, after being kicked off the altar by Zhang Hao with a few words, his previous standards have become his big mistakes.

"A few words will make the two medical Taishan lose face, this kid, is it hanging?"

Long Aotian gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Hao, who was infinitely beautiful on the stage, with fierce eyes.

"Alright, alright, the conference has to go on. ”

An old man who had been silent for a long time, with gray hair and a kind smile on his face, spoke.

Li Lao wanted to follow Zhang Hao and step on his feet, but when he heard this old man speak, he suppressed his thoughts, nodded, looked around, and said: "Since you are a fighting doctor, then follow the old rules, next, bring the patient up, the two of them will diagnose together, draw conclusions and prescriptions together, and see the speed and accuracy!"

Of course, he still has some things to say.

Those who came here were all incurable diseases, and there were many symptoms that even they couldn't help with, and if they could be solved here, it would be considered to have increased their knowledge of these leaders in the medical field!

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