little village doctor

Chapter 202
Acupuncture needs to be done on your daughter's face, so I must ask for your opinion. "

"Of course, although I use acupuncture and moxibustion, I can guarantee that it will not damage Ling Qianjin's appearance."

In order to get the father and daughter in front of him to agree to receive treatment, Chen Yi even gave a guarantee.

However, Chen Yi decided to treat his facial paralysis in public, which unknowingly attracted a lot of people to watch.

"No way, no way? That Dr. Chen wants to treat facial paralysis today?"

"Hey! That's amazing. If it's cured, it will bring a higher reputation. If it can't be cured, it will be interesting. If you smash the signboard, this Dr. Chen will have to move to another place. "

"Hey, I said Dr. Chen, you should give up. I know this little girl. She was just diagnosed by the hospital a few days ago, and it turned out that there is no cure."

As Chen Yi's stall became more and more lively, even the doctors in the hospital ran out.

Many Western doctors had diagnosed the little girl, and they were very clear about the little girl's condition, so they immediately broke the cold water on Chen Yi.

"Just him? A quack who doesn't know where he came from? Those who were cured by him before, couldn't be all blind cats and dead rats, right?"

"Hmph, if he can cure that little girl's facial nerve necrosis with some acupuncture therapy, I'll send a letter of resignation to the dean on the spot, and ask him to be my teacher!"

Although many Chinese medicine practitioners also came out to watch the show, after all, Chen Yi used the treatment of the same ancestral Chinese medicine school as them.

Compared with the fierce western medicine, they didn't express much except watching quietly.

There are all kinds of bad-mouthing voices in my ears.

Whether it is Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they all do not think that Chen Yi can cure this disease from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, facial paralysis is different from other diseases. If you are a little careless, the consequences may be unimaginable.

However, Chen Yi didn't seem to hear the voices of the people around him, and he didn't even bother to give them a look.

He performed needles on the patient's face on his own, without being disturbed at all.

On the contrary, it was the woman who was needled, clutching Chen Yi's clothes with her fingers nervously, and asked in a voice that only two people could hear: "Doctor, what they said must be true, I'm afraid."

Chen Yi patted her on the shoulder, and his voice was calm and calm: "Don't worry, I'm here, you just relax, otherwise it will be inconvenient for me to perform acupuncture."

This woman originally had facial paralysis, and the muscles on her face had hardened to a certain extent, and now she was said to be tense again by the people around her. I'm afraid I can't even insert a kitchen knife.

After hearing Chen Yi's words, the woman took a deep breath: "Okay, I'll relax, I'll try my best to relax."

"Close your eyes and rest your ears for a while," Chen Yi said.

The woman nodded obediently. She has been to several hospitals for this illness. It is said that the treatment costs are tens of thousands. Chen Yi is the only way she can do now.

Xu Shi held the heart of breaking the boat, and the woman gradually relaxed, gradually ignoring the discussions of the people around her.

The patient didn't speak, neither did the doctor in charge of the treatment. Those who had been singing bad words were ignored after a few words, and gradually quieted down.

After a while, Chen Yi stuck the last needle into the woman's face, turned around and wrote something on the wooden table.

"Is this considered cured?"

"The woman had facial paralysis, but now she has a needle all over her face. She is like a hedgehog. It feels like she's playing tricks."

"Heh, if he is cured in a short time, then we call the police and arrest him. It's like embarrassing our Chinese medicine practitioners."

Chen Yi glanced coldly at the crowd, put down his pen, and temporarily placed the list of medicinal materials on the table.

Just when he got up to give the woman the needle, the surrounding crowd didn't know who owed it, so they picked up Chen Yi's prescription directly.

When Chen Yi collected all the needles for the patient, his prescription had already been read by everyone present, especially the Chinese medicine practitioners.

Chen Yi held his temper, stepped forward and said, "Have you finished reading it? Return the prescription after reading it."

"Back to you?"

Among them, the Chinese medicine doctor with the longest seniority snorted coldly, held up Chen Yi's prescription, and asked in a cold voice: "What else can I do for you? Let you be deceived, or delay other patients?"

Hearing this, Chen Yi frowned almost invisible, and repeated in a deep voice: "I said, return the prescription."

"impossible!"

The Chinese medicine doctor said categorically, "You are a swindler under the guise of a Chinese medicine doctor. I was almost deceived by you just now when I saw you practice acupuncture. Now that I read your so-called prescription, I can be sure. You are a veritable quack."

As soon as this statement came out, the onlookers around who were doing good things looked at Chen Yi differently.

All of them are as expected.

"Old Wang, what's wrong with the prescription?" At this moment, a young man standing next to the Chinese medicine doctor asked.

As soon as the words fell, the beard of the old Chinese doctor called Wang Lao was about to go up to the sky.

"What's the problem?"

"This is a big problem!"

Pointing to the medicinal materials on the prescription, Mr. Wang questioned: "Most of the medicinal materials above are for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, refreshing wind and relieving cold. How come it has become a prescription for facial paralysis in your place? Are you lying? What?"

Chen Yi smiled: "This old man, if you don't have this ability, don't pretend to be ignorant here. Chinese medicine is not only about the type of medicinal materials, but also the medicine. It doesn't matter if you pay more or less. If you haven't tried my prescription, how can you be so arbitrary that he can't cure the disease?"

"This……"

Wang Lao hesitated, he was only looking at the names of the medicinal materials just now, but he forgot the dosage marked on the back.

However, when he wanted to find fault with the dosage, he no longer had this opportunity.

Chen Yi easily took the prescription back from Mr. Wang's hand, turned around and handed it to the paralyzed girl, saying: "Go back and take the medicine according to the prescription, boil three bowls of water to make a bowl of water, morning and evening each, come to me the next day in acupuncture."

The woman opened her mouth to give the money, but Chen Yi shook his head: "The consultation fee should be given to me after you have fully recovered, otherwise, I am afraid that more people will say that I am a charlatan."

"Alright."

The girl with facial paralysis responded and walked out of the crowd.

The patients had already left, but the spectators did not disperse.

The reason was that after the paralyzed girl left, Mr. Wang pointed at Chen Yi's nose to criticize.

(End of this chapter)