my share eldest

Chapter 1731 You Have a Terminal Illness

"That's right, don't bother him."

Elder Li nodded in agreement.

Tang Ming glanced at Tan Yongsheng, took out the needle bag and put it on the table: "Little friend, my brother will help you treat the disease now, and I promise that you will not have to suffer from the pain in the future."

"Okay, okay, thank you so much, big brother."

The little boy nodded repeatedly, then lay down obediently.

"Tang Ming, what exactly do you want to do?"

Seeing that Tang Ming did not follow the routine at all, Tan Yongsheng immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"I want to treat a disease, you get out for me."

Seeing Tan Yongsheng rushing towards him, Tang Ming pushed him back and pushed him out of the door.

"Hiss tear."

There was a sound of gasping for air, and Tang Ming dared to attack the principal, because he didn't want to mess around in school.

"This bastard..."

Tan Yongsheng was so angry that he immediately looked at the two old professors: "Second old professor, this kid doesn't follow the rules at all, just declare him eliminated."

"I think I can."

Old Zhang Youyou nodded.

"Wait a moment."

Lao Li stared at Tang Ming, "Is he doing acupuncture?"

A group of people saw Tang Ming unbutton the little boy's clothes and quickly inserted a silver needle into his chest. The skillful technique was like flowing water, which dazzled people.

"Wonderful! This Tang Ming's acupuncture method is even more wonderful than the acupuncture method of my Tianyi Sect."

Hua Yingjie stared at Tang Ming with bright eyes: "Not only did he diagnose the little boy's condition, but he also directly treated it, which is amazing!"

"Good trick."

Seeing Tang Ming's acupuncture, Mr. Li's eyes brightened. As a master of Chinese medicine, he couldn't perform acupuncture as quickly as Tang Ming at his age.

Ten minutes later, Tang Ming stopped and looked at the little boy with a smile: "How do you feel?"

"It's so comfortable!"

The little boy breathed heavily with enjoyment on his face: "It hurts to breathe before, and I want to cough, but now I don't have that feeling at all...Can I take this thing off?"

"Of course, you'll be fine later."

Tang Ming smiled and nodded.

After a while, Tang Ming pulled out the silver needle.

"Wow, I'm really healed, completely healed."

The little boy couldn't wait to jump out of bed, jumping up and down in the room, breathing in fresh air, not like a patient at all.

Tang Ming looked at the little boy with a smile, picked up a pen and paper, wrote a prescription, and threw it to Tan Yongsheng: "Take the medicine according to the prescription, and he will be completely cured after three courses of treatment, and he will never relapse."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Ming walked to another ward to diagnose the patients inside.

"That's okay too?"

Looking at the bouncing little boy, a group of people were stunned. Could it be that Tang Ming asked for it?
I was sick and sick before, but I recovered in a blink of an eye. Isn't that an exaggeration?
The two old professors were even more shocked. Tuberculosis was once called an incurable disease for a period of time. Even in this era, it is also a chronic disease that is difficult to cure. However, Tang Ming managed to treat a patient in half an hour, and even To ensure that the other party can recover, it is simply...

"Little friend, let me check you up."

After Mr. Zhao reacted, he rushed into the ward immediately, activated the medical equipment to conduct a detailed Western medical examination on the little boy, and was shocked to find that the lungs that had caused the disease had healed up, and he only needed to recuperate his body to restore his health. This completely overturned the situation. his cognition.

Tang Ming didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts of the people around him. When facing patients, he had only one identity and that was a doctor. Saving people and curing diseases was all he wanted, and he had already forgotten about the assessment and medical competition.

Under the stunned eyes of a group of people, Tang Ming cured all ten patients. Except for one patient who was disabled in a car accident and whose limbs had been amputated, there was no way for him to regenerate his limbs. All the others recovered.

"Ox! Divine doctor, divine doctor!"

Meng Xianjun and Hua Yingjie hugged each other excitedly, they were both conquered by Tang Ming's methods.

Others were amazed again and again, but Tan Yongsheng and the two old professors looked very self-blaming. The medical skills Tang Ming showed were no longer inferior to them. Such a person was almost eliminated.

"It's done!"

Tang Ming wiped off his sweat. Without the support of his cultivation, treating so many people would consume too much energy.

"Miraculous doctor, thank you thank you."

A group of cured patients thanked Tang Ming one after another.

"You're welcome, I'm a doctor, and it's my duty to save lives."

Tang Ming returned the salute modestly, then turned to look at Tan Yongsheng and the two professors.

"Ahem, you really have the ability."

Tan Yongsheng looked at Tang Ming in embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, that's great. You have passed the examination. I believe you will be able to represent Imperial University to shine in the medical competition."

Old Li shouted excitedly.

"Assessment? Do you think that I am treating diseases and saving lives to pass the assessment?"

Tang Ming's face turned weird, and he looked at Tan Yongsheng and the others with disdain: "Hanging the pot to help the world, curing the disease and saving the patient, this is the original heart that a doctor should stick to, but you take this as a standard and a competition, I, Tang Ming, disdain you For the team."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Ming strode outside.

"Where are you going, are you not participating in the medical competition?"

Tan Yongsheng shouted anxiously.

"It can be seen from the inside of the tube. With your performance, I have no interest in the so-called medical competition."

Tang Ming turned around and looked at Li Laodao strangely: "Professor Li, you claim to be a master of Chinese medicine, but do you know that you are terminally ill?"

"Presumptuous! Tang Ming, even if you have some skills, but you can't be so rude to Professor Li?"

Tan Yongsheng was furious immediately.

"Xiao Tan, let him finish speaking."

Mr. Li looked at Tang Ming with great interest. He thought Tang Ming was an idiot before, so he made things difficult for him in every possible way. Now that Tang Ming has real skills, it is different.

"Little friend, Mr. Li and I are both medical experts. We didn't see anything wrong with Mr. Li's health. How did you find out?"

Lao Zhang also looked at Tang Ming curiously.

"Look, hear, and ask."

Tang Ming spat out four words, stared at Mr. Li and asked, "Does your old man suffer from night sweats and shortness of breath every midnight?"

"how do you know?"

Mr. Li looked at Tang Ming in surprise.

"Have you been sitting for a long time now, and you feel chest tightness and shortness of breath when you get up?"

"You, you know?"

Old Li was shocked.

"Hehe, now feel the position between the third and fourth ribs on the left chest to see if there is any severe pain?"

Tang Ming didn't answer and continued to ask.

Mr. Li quickly put his hand on the position Tang Ming said, then shook his head: "There is no pain, you..."

"You press hard."

"what!"

(End of this chapter)