Zhang Yang knew in his heart that the more detailed he explained, the more Luo Wenhui trusted him, and continued: "The first symptoms were red spots, and then they started to get bigger and bigger, and gradually turned into pustules. At first, there was only one, but after the pus burst,

Wherever the water flows, the skin will be infected and become the same disease, until the entire lower body is infected and festers to death."

"Brother, hurry up and treat me. Do you have an acupuncture guy?"

Luo Wenhui heard that the condition he said was no different from his own, and he trusted him even more. At the same time, his heart was filled with fear, his voice became trembling, and he asked urgently.

"Don't worry, Brother Luo, how can I not take the guy who eats with me?"

"Then where did you put it?" Luo Wenhui asked curiously.

Zhang Yang and Wang Yang came to the room with nothing in their hands. He was really confused as to where the silver needles and therapeutic drugs for acupuncture were placed.

Bang!

Zhang Yang didn't answer, he smiled and raised his arms, with a beige talisman in his hand, burning with light blue flames.

The other hand didn't know when two slender silver needles appeared. After roasting on the fire, they stabbed into Luo Wenhui's abdomen.

In fact, it doesn't need to be so complicated at all, just use silver needle acupuncture.

However, in order to show his superb medical skills, and more importantly, to make Luo Wenhui feel mysterious and dependent on him, he used the talisman in a mysterious way.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be so powerful at such a young age. It's really rare."

Luo Wenhui's face was full of surprise, and then he showed an expression of admiration. Since he has been in charge of the medical field, he has experienced various acupuncture treatments.

This was the first time I saw such a unique and superb technique like Zhang Yang's, and I trusted and admired it even more.

The moment the silver needle pierced the lower abdomen, I felt a numbness like an electric shock, and my whole body felt much lighter.

Zhang Yang smiled, silently recited the Zhumen Heart Jue, and gently turned his finger on the silver needle, and the Zhumen True Fire continued to enter Luo Wenhui's body.

Luo Wenhui felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, feeling particularly comfortable. After a moment, he lowered his head and looked down, only to see that the wounds that were festering just now were gradually condensing into scars.

The once swollen and transparent milky white pustules have become much smaller, their color has gradually turned into skin color, and they no longer look so hideous and terrifying.

"That's it for today, you should take a rest first." Zhang Yang waved his arm, and the two silver needles immediately returned to his hands.

Without waiting for Luo Wenhui to answer, he walked to the bathroom, threw the silver needle directly into the toilet, and then washed his hands several times.

Although I didn't touch the festering abscess, the feeling of nausea lingered, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to eat in the past few days.

"Little brother, sit down for a while and give me your bank card number, and I'll ask someone to transfer the money to you right away."

Luo Wenhui felt much better physically. The coexistence of pain and itching that once tortured him day and night was unavoidable.

Now that there is nothing left, I understand that his treatment has had a good effect and regard him as the only savior.

Of course, the best way to express sincerity is to pay money. This is naturally very clear to him in the officialdom.

"Well, you can just pass it on to Wang Yang. Remember to wipe the ulcerated area with warm salt water every day." Zhang Yang explained.

When Wang Yang gave him 10,000 yuan, he applied for a bank card but could not remember the card number clearly.

Besides, he didn't carry that thing with him every day, so Luo Wenhui had no choice but to send the money to Wang Yang.

"How should I contact you in the future?"

"Remember my cell phone number and call me directly."

Zhang Yang thought to himself that for future treatment, he could just contact him directly. If he went through Wang Yang again, he would definitely be skinned by that guy again.

Luo Wenhui hurriedly took out his phone and dialed the number Zhang Yang said. He didn't hang up until his phone rang.

"Little brother, Big Brother's words still have some weight in Donghai City. If there is any place where Big Brother is needed in the future, just ask, and Big Brother who can help will definitely help."

With his life and privacy in his hands, Luo Wenhui just wanted to speak louder and get as close to him as possible, almost patting his chest and saying.

Of course, what he said was exactly what Zhang Yang wanted.

"Brother, I don't know if I should say something?" Zhang Yang frowned and said politely.

"Brother, why do you still treat me like an outsider? Just say it."

"Brother said that he is a talisman doctor and knows a little bit about divination and fortune-telling. The eldest brother has been in trouble recently and has been very unlucky. Whether it is work or personal life, he should restrain himself to avoid the limelight."

Zhang Yang thought to himself that although he was not robbing the rich to give to the poor, but slowly cutting the knife and letting him cough up some money, robbing the rich was a fact.

Since you are still poor, you can avoid helping the poor first.

In order to prevent him from intensifying his bribery and corruption, it was the common people who would suffer, so I tried to scare him and make him restrain himself.

"My little brother is right. I've been having a rough time recently, and I've also suffered from this strange disease that has lasted me my entire life. Alas..."

Luo Wenhui had an extremely embarrassed look on his face, and he let out a long sigh, acquiescing.

Zhang Yang's frank advice and skill showed that he was no ordinary doctor, so he naturally believed in his words, so it would be better to be more frank.

"Well, brother, I will go back first. Remember not to do anything between men and women these days." Zhang Yang warned.

He certainly wouldn't dare mess with the way his lower body looks now, but after this treatment, his condition will get much better.

At first glance, he is a lustful person. Who knows if he will continue to be romantic and happy. It would be better if he died, but he is afraid that if he passes it on to others, he will be guilty of it.

"I'm sure, don't worry, brother."

"Then I'll go back first. If you need anything, call me." After saying that, Zhang Yang turned around and walked out of the private room.

The bar seemed much deserted during the day, but Wang Yang still hooked up with a beautiful woman and was sitting there chatting passionately.

From his dirty look and the woman's coquettish laughter, you can tell that the conversation must be about something inappropriate for children.

The woman's tight top, huge peaks, and slender legs under the charming short skirt are enough to make a man's nose bleed.

For Wang Yang, who is in adolescence, it must be a great temptation.

When Zhang Yang dragged him out of the bar, his face showed obvious reluctance, even anger, and he was obviously reluctant to let go of the beautiful woman he had just hooked up with.

However, due to Zhang Yang's power, he still walked out of the bar obediently and drove back to school.

"Has Luo Changhui's illness been cured?" Wang Yang couldn't help but ask after a long silence.

This is the basis for making money, so he is naturally very concerned about it.

With money, I can make up for the beauty's regret in the future. Thinking of this, I no longer blame Zhang Yang in my heart.

"No."

"Why is it not cured? Is the money wasted?" Wang Yang was a little excited, and he almost lost control of the steering wheel and hit the guardrail on one side.

"Here's the money. Remember to let me know when you call."

Zhang Yang didn't understand if he was making money just to make his college life more decent in the past few years.

Then a kid from a rich family like Wang Yang, who is not short of money at all, actually regards money as so important.

"He will give you money if you are not cured? Why?"

"Stop asking so many questions and drive well." Zhang Yang replied lazily.

"Zhang Yang, how about we cooperate and make money together like this time?" Wang Yang stopped asking, after all, he only cared about money.

Zhang Yang smiled, acquiescing, he also needed money.

Although I have half a million, but for urban life in Donghai where a piece of clothing costs more than 8,000, God knows how long this money will last?

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to school, and it was almost time for get out of class to end. Wang Yang did not go to the classroom, but went back to the dormitory to sleep while humming a little tune.

Zhang Yang didn't like silence. He was bored anyway, so he simply went to the affiliated hospital, even if there was Cui Rongrong to chat with to pass the time.

"Where were you this afternoon? Why didn't you come to the internship?" Cui Rongrong's pretty face was a little flushed, and she was obviously becoming concerned about his affairs.

"I went out for a while because of something."

"Then you didn't ask for leave from Director Wan?"

"He blames me for not asking for leave?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"No, I feel like he's quite happy when you're not here. He might as well be wandering around in which department."

Cui Rongrong pouted her lips and continued: "I heard that you are Zhao Yanyan's boyfriend?"

"Who did you hear that from?" Zhang Yang was really curious, wondering how she knew about this.

"It was spread in school in the afternoon. I heard that you are actually Feng Yanran's boyfriend? Is it true or not?"

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Cui Rongrong blushed and continued to ask.

But I was thinking that a new student arriving at school actually has a girlfriend from both the campus beauty and the student union. Isn’t it a bit exaggerated?

"It's all rumors. We are interns in the same department. Maybe there will be rumors in a few days that you are my girlfriend." Zhang Yang explained and teased with a smile.

But I can't help but admire these college students' ability to pick up the latest news. It's so fucking boring.

"Tsk, who could be so boring?"

Cui Rongrong blushed and continued: "A beautiful woman came to see you this afternoon. Isn't she also your girlfriend?"

When she asked this question, the envy and jealousy in her eyes was very obvious, and there was a hint of jealousy in her words.

It seems that the person who is looking for him is a beautiful woman. Otherwise, Cui Rongrong, who has always been proud, would not have such a big reaction. He did not even feel this way when he mentioned the school beauty Feng Yanran just now.

"Really? Am I really lucky? Did she say who she is?" Zhang Yang himself became curious.

"She said she is a new student in the preparatory class, and she is your classmate."

"Classmate? Beauty?" Zhang Yang murmured to himself.

Could it be this little girl Ouyang Ting? She started thinking about herself after not seeing her for two days?

No, even if this little girl misses you, she will definitely not take the initiative to come to you, right?

Besides, will she miss herself?
Chapter completed!