"Doctor Jiang, I guess I will disappoint you. Actually, I don't know how to do medicine."

Facing Jiang Wenqi's sincere gaze, Xiao Yang smiled bitterly and told the truth.

He really doesn't know how to do medical skills, just because he comes from the fairy world and understands some methods that ordinary people can't understand.

Fang Yuyang's face darkened, very ugly. Isn't this giving the teacher a face?

Is this saying, he wants to slap himself in the face again?

If he didn't know how to do medical skills, how could he see Mr. Xiao at a glance?

He asked coldly: "Xiao Yang, who are you lying to?

If I don’t know how to do medical skills, will I have been learning these years in vain?”

Jiang Wenqi's face darkened and he scolded: "Yuyang, you are arrogant!"

He was quite optimistic about this student before, and felt that he could pass on his medical skills in the future.

But now I find that he has not considered it before.

Not to mention anything else, this student has a problem with his mind. How can he achieve the heart of a doctor's parents?

Which Chinese medicine master is not a person with a broad mind and broad mind?

"Teacher, I..." Fang Yuyang stopped and his face changed.

The teacher who has always been kind-hearted and kind was actually angry for this idle man?

For a moment, there was some dismal situation.

At this moment, a nervous scream came in from the outer hall: "Doctor Jiang, Dr. Fang, it's not good! A patient is in shock!"

Before he finished speaking, a young nurse rushed in, her face turned pale.

"Go out and have a look!"

Jiang Wenqi's face changed and he quickly walked out of the back hall. Fang Yuyang hesitated for a moment and followed closely behind.

Xiao Wenliang glanced at Xiao Yang: "Little brother, let's go out to have a look, too?"

When the four of them left the back hall, they saw a man lying in the hall. The family members were so anxious that they cried.

The family member was an old woman in her sixties. When she saw Jiang Wenqi and Fang Yuyang coming out, she shouted: "Doctor, please look at my old man, please look at him, what's wrong with him!"

"I'll take a look!"

Jiang Wenqi's face was solemn, he quickly walked to the patient's side, and squatted down.

His husband opened the patient's eyelids, checked his pupils, pulled his wrists and started taking the pulse.

Xiao Yang glanced at the patient. He was in his sixties, foaming at his mouth, his face turned blue, his pupils had begun to spread, his breath was as breathless as a fucking spring, and he was probably only left behind his heels in the world.

Jiang Wenqi's face was solemn. After taking the pulse briefly, he shouted to Fang Yuyang urgently: "This is a major epilepsy attack, it's very dangerous. Get my golden needle!"

Fang Yuyang trotted all the way, ran into the back hall, and took out an exquisite needle box.

Jiang Wenqi pulled out a golden needle from the needle box, tore open the patient's clothes, and stabbed him in the chest.

He swam and snakes, and thirteen needles were stabbed in the patient's chest, one in length.

A familiar person explained in a low voice: "This is the Thirteen Needles of the Spirit. It is said that it can bring dead people back to the world. Only the national medical master with profound medical skills can control it. The superb use of Dr. Jiang is truly worthy of the name of a miracle doctor!"

Someone was surprised and had a look of admiration on his face: “Ah?

Then this person should be fine, right?"

The tone of the person who just spoke changed and sighed: "It's hard to say, this old man's condition seems very serious, and the doctor is also a human being, and he has no ability to change his fate against the will of heaven."

"Oh, look at it."

"I hope it's okay."

Everyone was nervously guarding the side, watching Jiang Wenqi rub his hands and warm them up, and began to press the patient's neck, brain, chest and other parts.

Time passed by minute by minute, Jiang Wenqi's face turned flushed, and he had reached his limit.

Shenyou Thirteen Agents and this set of chest and brain massage consumed a lot of energy. He was almost seventy years old, his energy was limited, his body was trembling slightly, and he was about to lose his energy.

"teacher!"

Fang Yuyang was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He screamed and held him in a hurry to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Jiang Wenqi felt bitter in his heart, gasping heavily, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

After glanced at the slightest, he happened to see Xiao Yang, who looked calm and cold, and was moved.

He said weakly: "Mr. Xiao, I beg you, if you have a solution, take action quickly."

Um?

When everyone was stunned when they heard Jiang Wenqi begging a young man, their eyes gathered on Xiao Yang's face.

Who is this young man? How could Dr. Jiang beg him?

Fang Yuyang showed dissatisfaction on his face, Teacher, you are confused, what's the use of begging him?

He is just a idle man, and may have some medical skills, but can he still compare with you?

Xiao Yang was stunned, but he didn't expect Jiang Wenqi to come to him.

He noticed everyone's striking and suspicious eyes, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, really not wanting to take action.

He had long been accustomed to life and death, but he could not ignore it when facing the earnest gaze of an old man.

"I'll take a look."

He squatted beside the patient, flipped through the patient's eyelids, then reached out and pressed the pulse of his neck, which was no different from a normal examination.

What others don’t know is that along his fingers, a warm current quietly entered the patient’s body.

After a while, he raised his head: "Doctor Jiang, your treatment has already worked. The patient is recovering. I can't help anything."

Um?

Jiang Wenqi was stunned, wondering, is his treatment effective?

Under his surprised expression, the patient's face quickly rosy and his chest gradually fluctuated.

Fang Yuyang shouted in surprise: "I have it, I have it, I have breathing!"

As the breathing gradually stabilizes, the patient's complexion becomes more normal and his condition keeps improving.

"Um..." Not long after, he let out an unconscious moan, struggled several times, and opened his eyes.

"Wow~Wow~" Seeing this scene, everyone applauded, applauded Jiang Wenqi, and cheered for the patients to stand up again.

"I am worthy of being a miracle doctor!"

"What a god, all those who almost died can be saved!"

"..." The old woman saw her husband standing up, wiped her tears, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, Doctor Jiang, thank you!"

Fang Yuyang glanced at Xiao Yang proudly, carefully helped Jiang Wenqi up, and admired: "Teacher, you are so awesome, the students are convinced!"

Doctor Jiang shook his head gently, looked at Xiao Yang with a complicated expression, and was puzzled.

As a doctor, he knew very well that he was helpless about the elderly's illness. Even the Thirteenth Injection of Shenyou did not work. The patient had actually reached the point where he could declare his death.

Then Xiao Yang took action, and just a few checks, the patient started to improve and returned to normal.

What is the reason for this?

The old woman pulled the old man over and asked respectfully: "My doctor, my old man has been epilepsy for decades and has never been like this time. What should I do in the future?"

Jiang Wenqi put away his doubts and pondered for a moment, saying, "This major attack is very dangerous. If you want to control it, you need to combine acupuncture and medicine. In the future, you will come to Bencaotang for acupuncture regularly. I will write another prescription. You must remember to take medicine and must not be cut off!"

After writing the prescription, the old couple went to get the medicine thankfully.

When other patients saw Jiang Wenqi being so powerful, they all surrounded him and begged to see him.

But they were all blocked by Fang Yuyang. The teacher was in poor condition and had no energy to treat the disease.

He helped Jiang Wenqi into the back hall, Xiao Wenliang pulled Xiao Yang and followed him in.

Seeing Xiao Yang come in, Fang Yuyang deliberately said loudly: "Teacher, your thirteen needles in the magical thirteen needles are so amazing. The old man was dead just now and you pulled him back."

Knowing that he was talking to him, Xiao Yang chuckled and didn't take it to heart.

Although Fang Yuyang studied traditional Chinese medicine, he was a young man after all. When he was arrogant, it was normal that he was not convinced by him, and he would not argue anything.

Jiang Wenqi frowned and scolded weakly: "Yuyang, shut up!"

"I~" was scolded by the teacher, Fang Yuyang shut up obediently, but he looked at Xiao Yang with his eyes still contempt.
Chapter completed!