Innocent Doctor Ono

Chapter 26 What kind of genius doctor is he?

Yang Tianci followed him and walked straight to the small pink building opposite.

At this moment, a plump, graceful and luxurious woman came out from inside.

"mom!"

The man in sunglasses saw it, and hurried up to meet him.

Yang Tianci looked at the charming woman, probably in her early 50s, but she was well cared for and looked much younger.

"You bastard, where have you gone crazy these days, you don't stay home all day long."

The woman stretched out her finger and poked him on the forehead, but her eyes were full of doting.

The man in the sunglasses immediately called out to Qu: "Mom, you really wronged me. I have been looking for a miracle doctor for grandpa these few days. Please ask for a doctor. When did you fool around?"

"Miraculous doctor, where is the divine doctor you invited?"

The woman glanced at Yang Tianci at the back, but she didn't take it seriously.

"Mom, isn't this the miracle doctor I hired?"

The man in the sunglasses said, and pulled Yang Tianci over.

The woman frowned lightly, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how could this young man be a genius doctor?"

"Mom, does miracle doctor have anything to do with age? By the way, where is my grandfather, how is he doing now?" asked the man in sunglasses.

The woman sighed and said, "It's still the same. Your father just invited a famous doctor from the provincial capital to treat your grandfather. It doesn't look too optimistic."

"Really? Then I have to go and have a look."

After the man in the sunglasses finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked into the building!

However, after walking two steps, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and said to Yang Tianci: "What are you doing standing there, you stupid, come here quickly."

Yang Tianci's head is full of black lines, this guy looks very energetic, why does he seem to be a little out of his mind?

The man in sunglasses led him through the hall and came to the door of a bedroom.

I saw that there were many men and women standing inside, everyone held their voices and held their breaths, and the atmosphere seemed very dignified.

An old man over seventy years old was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were closed tightly, and his breathing was weak.

And in front of the hospital bed, a doctor was taking his pulse!
"Dad, how is my grandpa?"

The man in sunglasses walked into the bedroom and asked a slightly fat middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

This man looks like he is in his fifties, with a square face and two thick eyebrows, giving people a feeling of calmness and prestige.

He glanced at the man in the sunglasses, and said angrily: "Didn't you see that Doctor Wang is giving your grandfather the pulse? You will know the result after a while."

The man in sunglasses looked at the doctor and found that it was a thin old man in his 60s with silver hair and serious expression.

Behind him stood a round-faced young man, holding a medicine box in his hand, probably one of his apprentices.

In the small room, there were seven or eight men and women standing, but no one made a sound.

Time slipped away little by little.

After five or six minutes, the doctor Wang withdrew his fingers and stood up solemnly.

Zheng Tianqiao hurried over and asked, "Doctor Wang, how is the situation?"

Doctor Wang sighed and said, "Mr. Zheng, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

Zheng Tianqiao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately frowned.

Hearing this, the man in sunglasses almost couldn't help but curse.

What kind of fart is this old thing?The Zheng family invited you all the way from the provincial capital, who wants to hear you tell lies?
"Of course it is the truth, Doctor Wang, please tell the truth." Zheng Tianqiao gave his father a concerned look.

Dr. Wang stretched out his hand to stroke his gray beard, and said slowly: "Judging from Mr. Zheng's pulse condition, it is indeed hopeless, and it will only take seven days at most... You Zheng family, you should be mentally prepared."

The old man was wearing a centipede shirt, and his gray hair was combed meticulously, giving him the appearance of an immortal.

Hearing this, Zheng Tianqiao's huge body shook, and his complexion instantly became extremely ugly.

If other doctors said such things, he might be a little dubious, but this doctor Wang is a well-known doctor in the provincial capital.

Even if he said that, it seemed that his father's health was indeed failing.

"Doctor Wang, is there really no other way? You are a famous doctor." Zheng Tianqiao still hoped that a miracle would happen.

The man in the sunglasses couldn't bear it anymore, rushed over, grabbed Doctor Wang by the collar, and cursed.

"Fart your mother, my grandfather is not yet ninety, how could he die? The surname is Wang, did you make a wrong diagnosis?"

The fairy-like Doctor Wang was both embarrassed and angry when he spat all over his face.

"If you don't believe in old-fashioned medical skills, you can hire someone else, it's really unreasonable..."

"Ze Kai, don't be rude to Dr. Wang, let go of your hands quickly."

Zheng Tianqiao glared at him fiercely.

Zheng Zekai still said angrily: "Grandpa's body is strong and strong, but he just caught a sudden cold, but this old guy said he was going to die. Isn't this a curse on Grandpa?"

"I didn't hit him, I was already being polite."

The beard under Doctor Wang's chin trembled, and he snorted.

"I, Wang Fengge, have practiced medicine for dozens of years, and I have never misdiagnosed it. This is all I have said. If you want to prepare for the funeral, you can decide for yourself. Let's go, disciple."

After finishing speaking, the old man waved his sleeves and was about to leave with a straight face.

At this time, Zheng Zekai said: "Dad, I also invited a little genius doctor over today. His medical skills are very good. Let him show grandpa."

"Genius doctor? Who are you talking about?" Zheng Tianqiao asked.

"Dad, the genius doctor I'm talking about is him."

Zheng Zekai pointed to Yang Tianci and said.

Wang Fengge, who was about to leave, couldn't stand at this moment.

However, when he saw that Zheng Zekai's so-called "miracle doctor" was just a young man with no hair, he couldn't help but sneered twice.

"If he is a genius doctor, wouldn't this old man have lived in vain for decades? It's really ridiculous."

After Zheng Tianqiao sized up Yang Tianci for a few times, he also frowned.

"What a bastard, are you here to amuse me? What kind of doctor is he?"

Zheng Tianqiao looked at his son with a look that could not be supported by mud, feeling extremely disappointed.

I was wise all my life, how could I have such an incomprehensible thing?

"Dad, I know you don't believe it, but since Miracle Doctor Yang is here, let him try it, what if there is a miracle?"

The man in sunglasses didn't dare to say anything.

Because he didn't know how much Yang Tianci weighed, he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor right now.

Zheng Tianqiao snorted and remained silent.

His father's illness, right now even Wang Fengge is at a loss what to do, no matter if that kid is a genius doctor or a magic stick, right now he can only give it a try.

"Brother Yang, go and treat my grandfather quickly." Zheng Zekai urged.

"OK."

Under the questioning or mocking eyes of everyone in the room, Yang Tianci walked to the hospital bed.

He stared at Mrs. Zheng for a second, then stretched out his finger and put it on his skinny wrist.

Everyone behind him looked at him with complicated expressions.

"Master, the Zheng family is so ignorant that they mistook a charlatan for a genius doctor..." said the young man holding the medicine box, curling his lips.

Wang Fengge stroked his gray beard, and shook his head and sighed, "Old man Zheng spent half his life as a soldier, and he was born and died several times on the battlefield, so he built this family fortune for the Zheng family. It's just a pity, the heirs of the Zheng family are becoming more and more useless... "

Hearing this, all the members of the Zheng family in the room cast angry glances at him.

But due to the identity of this old man, it is not easy to attack in person.

At this moment, Yang Tianci had retracted his fingers and stood up from the chair.

"Brother Yang, how is it? Is my grandfather still saved?" Zheng Zekai asked impatiently, with an anxious expression on his face.

Zheng Tianqiao opened his mouth, but finally held back!

Because he didn't have any hope for Yang Tianci at all.

"Mr. Zheng's body... In my opinion, there is no major problem."

Yang Tianci said.

"Ah... So, my grandpa is really hopeless?"

Before Zheng Zekai finished speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Yang Tianci strangely, "Brother Yang, you, what did you just say, my grandpa..."

Yang Tianci said with a smile: "If my diagnosis is correct, Mr. Zheng's stagnation of phlegm and fire blocked the Qi channels, causing the symptoms of suspended animation..."

"As long as the old phlegm is expelled and the Qi channels are dredged, the person will be fine."

Zheng Zekai's eyes widened, and he said in surprise and joy: "Brother Yang, no, Doctor Yang, are you sure my grandpa is okay?"

Zheng Tianqiao, who was standing behind him, and the rest of the Zheng family also looked at Yang Tianci with suspicion.

"Hmph, what a shame, how can you cure a patient that even my master can't cure, you little boy with no hair at all?"

The young man holding the medicine box said rudely: "I think you are talking nonsense here."

At this time, Wang Fengge was also full of displeasure, staring at Yang Tianci with reproachful eyes!
Yang Tianci didn't bother to pay attention to them, so he turned to Zheng Tianqiao and his son and said, "I want to do acupuncture for Mr. Zheng. Don't have so many people standing in this room. Everyone who has nothing to do with them should go out first."

This time, without waiting for Zheng Zekai to speak, Zheng Tianqiao immediately turned his face and said, "Except for Zekai, you all go out here."

Apart from the servants, most of the female family members of the Zheng family were in the room. After hearing this, they went out one after another.

Before leaving, several girls gave Yang Tianci a deep look.

Wang Fengge, master and apprentice, stayed cheeky.

"Doctor Yang, see if there is anything else you need, please feel free to tell us, we will definitely do it." At this time, Zheng Tianqiao's attitude became more polite.

"Please both of you, untie Mr. Zheng's clothes." Yang Tianci said.

"it is good."

Zheng Tianqiao glanced at his son, and the two immediately walked to the hospital bed, and quickly unbuttoned Mr. Zheng's shirt.

Yang Tianci looked at it, but was taken aback.

I saw that Zheng Laozi's shriveled chest was covered with gunshot wounds and knife scars, which was shocking.

"Okay, you two get out of the way."

After Yang Tianci finished speaking, he took out another flat acupuncture box from his bosom.

After all, he is a guy who eats, and he always carries it with him.

After opening it, two thin silver needles were pulled out from inside.

"Master, it's really impressive that this kid is good at acupuncture." Said the apprentice holding the medicine box.

"Hmph..." Wang Fengge's face was gloomy, noncommittal.

Yang Tianci pondered for a moment, then suddenly flipped his fingers, and saw the silver light flashing, and the silver needles had already pierced the two acupuncture points on Mr. Zheng's body.

One needle for Fengchi, one needle for Taixi.

"Alas?"

Wang Fengge originally looked lazy, but now he opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Tianci with incredible eyes.

There is a saying that once an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one.

From his point of view, Yang Tianci's accurate identification of acupoints and quick acupuncture treatment can be regarded as a master of acupuncture and moxibustion.

Without decades of foundation, it is absolutely impossible to do this.

But when he saw Yang Tianci's acupuncture points, he shook his head disdainfully.

"Although Fengchi and Taixi have the effect of dispersing wind and activating blood, what effect can they have on a dying person?"

"Whether it's useful or not, you'll know later, what's the rush?"

After Yang Tianci finished speaking, he stretched out his fingers to pinch one of the silver needles, and began to twist it slowly.

I saw him twist three times to the left and three times to the right, and then flicked it with his fingers...

"Buzz!"

The silver needle trembled violently, flashing a silver light.

Before the silver needle stopped vibrating, Yang Tianci followed the same pattern and began to twist another short needle.

It's the same way...

(End of this chapter)