Super Doctor of the City

Chapter 254 The One in a Thousand ([-])
The two are ready.

There were only the two of them left in the operating room.

The old headmaster was lying flat on the operating table, his face was not pretty.

"Old principal, take off your coat."

The old headmaster moved slowly and struggled to lift himself up. When Peng Jiuxiang saw this, he didn't care about the face and status of the genius doctor, and stepped forward to help him, completely becoming the attitude that a savior should have.

Fang Yu walked to the side of the old principal, pondered for a while, moved his fingers, and patted lightly. His fingers stuck to the back of the old principal, and began to slap rhythmically.

Peng Jiuxiang, who is a genius doctor, couldn't help being surprised when he saw Fang Yu's skillful movements.

Such a pure technique!

This kid is extraordinary!
The palm was like old bark, not beautiful at all, even uneven, like a stone on the ground.

But the quick and powerful movements are amazing.

Peng Jiuxiang stared dumbfounded at that set of movements, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

Every time the palm is touched, five red finger prints appear on the back. After slapping like flowing clouds and flowing water, the fingerprints gradually spread out, like ripples blooming on the surface of the water.

Peng Jiuxiang was dumbfounded.

He is very clear that it is difficult and difficult to easily and calmly reveal the blood in the human body.But this matter was in Fang Yu's hands, it was extremely simple.

"Be patient, it will hurt a little." Fang Yu reminded aloud.

"Yeah." The old headmaster closed his eyes.

Snapped!
The palm gesture is from top to bottom, flipping non-stop.

call!
As the speed of the massage accelerated, the old headmaster's entire back was as rosy as a cherry.

"Om-"

Even though he had made sufficient mental preparations, the old headmaster still groaned in pain, his forehead covered with sweat.

Peng Jiuxiang picked up the prepared towel to wipe, and cooperated with Fang Yu.

"It'll be fine right now."

His fingers moved, and the muscles behind the old headmaster kept trembling with his movements.

Then the blood dissipated, and gradually the whole back returned to normal.

"Miracle Doctor Peng, a scalpel."

An ordinary doctor would naturally be unable to understand Fang Yu's intentions.

Peng Jiuxiang, who observed for a long time and understood the meaning, instantly grasped the key point of Fang Yu's words.

"Ok!"

He picked up the scalpel and handed it to Fang Yu.

Knife up and down.

call out--

There is no pause.

No tricks.

Almost casually, he cut across the old headmaster's chest.

Chi!
The old principal suddenly felt like burning coals, and he didn't know why he felt this way.It was as uncomfortable as if it had been peeled off.

Accompanied by this feeling, the bones are chewed like ants, but they are crispy and numb.

Snapped!
Fang Yu withdrew his palm, picked up a utensil and placed it on the old principal's chest.

Clang.

Black things fell into the vessel.

Peng Jiuxiang exclaimed: "How is this possible?!"

Looking intently at the old headmaster's back, black drops of blood floated on his skin.

This is the toxin accumulated in the body by the elderly all the year round.

but……

What is that black thing?
Peng Jiuxiang was horrified and looked over carefully.

"It's a nail! It's actually a surgical nail!"

His face was shocked.

In surgery, the cases of missed surgery are rare, but it does not mean that there are no cases.Unexpectedly, he actually witnessed one!
I really didn't expect it at all!
"All right!"

Fang Yu let out a long sigh of relief.

Peng Jiuxiang quickly picked up the towel and wiped the old principal's back.

After the old principal lay down, Nei Yuan forced him to be exhausted, he didn't feel any pain, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

Fang Yu smiled lightly.

Wiping the sweat from his brow tiredly.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you?" Peng Jiuxiang's opinion of Fang Yu has changed drastically.

Fang Yu raised his head and said lightly, "I'm fine."

"I can take a look for you." Peng Jiuxiang walked over.

"It's okay, just take a rest." Fang Yu raised his hand.

When Peng Jiuxiang thought of the cynicism just now, he felt a burning pain on his face.

This hand massage is simply wonderful and wonderful!

Ordinary Chinese medicine, how can it be possible to reach the pinnacle like this!

Fang Yu sat down slowly, and his physical condition basically returned to normal.

puff-

Peng Jiuxiang suddenly knelt down on one knee.

Fang Yu was surprised: "What are you doing?"

"master!"

Now that the matter has come to this point, Peng Jiuxiang no longer needs to care about his face.

If such a unique skill can be learned, it will definitely benefit mankind.

"Get up." Fang Yu frowned.

"Please don't call me a miracle doctor. I'm ashamed to be a doctor in front of you!" Peng Jiuxiang said seriously.

Fang Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then don't be so loud. The old principal is still resting."

"Please accept me, I am ashamed of my words and deeds just now, I am ashamed of my shallowness! Please accept me, master!" Peng Jiuxiang pleaded again.

Fang Yu shook his head and said, "Master Peng, this is not a medical skill."

"Not medical skills?"

"It can save people, but it can also kill people!" Fang Yu said surprisingly, with a trace of tenacity in his eyes.

Peng Jiuxiang was taken aback.

Fang Yu raised his palm and said, "This is martial arts..."

Wu... martial arts! ?

Peng Jiuxiang was shaken all over.

A long, long time ago, when Peng Jiuxiang was young, he also had a martial arts dream in his heart. He dreamed that one day he would also be able to use his sword to the end of the world, learn a skill, and draw his sword to help when he sees injustice...

After growing up, the cruel reality hit him to the ground, and it is not easy to talk about the journey of a warrior.So I worked hard and studied medicine hard to achieve my current results.

What a pity! What a pity!
"This kind of martial arts has to be practiced from an early age. It is practiced during the summer and winter, and it is accumulated over time, all the year round... Besides, this is just laying the foundation." Fang Yu said slowly, "You are too old .If you want to learn this skill, you have to look at your talent. There may not be one person who is suitable for a thousand people..."

Peng Jiuxiang shook his head in disappointment.

"What do you mean?" he began honorifically.

"Ha, you guessed it right, I'm the one in a thousand." Fang Yu laughed.

"—"

Peng Jiuxiang coughed, and said cheekily: "I have a grandson who has studied Chinese medicine since he was a child. I can send him to you."

Fang Yu froze for a moment.

This old man is really persistent, wherever there are loopholes, he will take advantage of them.

Fang Yu sighed, slowly stretched out his right hand like old bark, and rolled up his sleeve...

When Peng Jiuxiang saw Fang Yu's right arm clearly, his eyes were full of disbelief.This arm...is old, ugly, and even a little scary...It looks like a layer of iron is attached to the fist.

Fang Yu's voice sounded: "Are you willing to let your grandson suffer like this? Endure these tortures, and then pick one out of a thousand..."

Peng Jiuxiang sat down on his ass.

Fang Yu patted him on the shoulder, memories of the past emerged in his mind, he was forced to choose this road of no return.

God has pity on him, Fang Yu is the one in a thousand.

He is well aware of the suffering in this. If he had a choice, he would rather live a mediocre life than endure these inhuman tortures. It's just that there are some roads that can only be walked under compulsion and rise in silence...

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