School Grass Immortal Doctor

He had dinner with his family and relatives, and stayed at home for the night. The next morning, Zeng Shuai drove back to Mianzhou early. In the past few days, he had to concentrate on curing the patients who came to the Department of Miracle Medicine.

Hey, so busy, isn't it all about serving the people?

Because Zeng Shuai wasted a lot of time a while ago, there are already hundreds of patients registered in the Department of Miracle Medicine. In the past few days, Zeng Shuai has cured most of the patients who registered earlier. Who knows that He Jiajia called , It is said that there are more patients who come to the Miracle Medicine Department because of their reputation.

In desperation, Zeng Shuai had no choice but to rush back to the hospital. After all, it is also a merit to him to cure the patients early and relieve their pain!

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zeng Shuai had already sat in the chair of the director of the department of miraculous medicine, and there was already a long queue outside the department of miraculous medicine. Zeng Shuai called He Jiajia in advance and asked her to sort out the patient's condition first. Let other doctors treat minor illnesses, so that patients who are really seriously ill and suffering from intractable diseases can receive his treatment in time.

Otherwise, all the patients who came to Bo'ai Charity Hospital would come to him alone, so he would be exhausted, and wouldn't the other doctors be exhausted?

After Zeng Shuai sat down in his seat, he called the first patient. Unexpectedly, the first patient turned out to be a cancer patient, and it was already at an advanced stage. His sons and daughters were pushed here in wheelchairs.

However, the old man still has a spirit.After Zeng Shuai asked, he learned that the old man suffering from cancer had given up treatment, and his family wanted to take him home to lie down and wait for death, but after hearing about the deeds of the Miracle Medicine Department of Boai Hospital.They came here with the mentality of giving it a try.

Look at the appearance of the old man.It seems to have been cured of fear.Tremblingly, he asked, "Doctor, do I still need an infusion? Do I need an injection? Do I need chemotherapy?"

Zeng Shuai shook his head and said: "Old man, you don't need it, you don't need it at all. I'll prescribe some Chinese medicine for you, and you can take it according to the course of treatment! It only takes three days, and your condition will be stable. After seven days, your condition will be stable. The condition will get better, and after three months, it will be cured! The premise is that you can no longer eat big fish, big meat, oily meat, and eat more green vegetables and fruits, and you can eat tofu, understand?"

"Doctor, is what you said true?" The old man's family member, a middle-aged woman about forty years old, asked, "Is it true that my father's illness does not need to take medicine?"

"Hmph. It's a joke. It treats cancer. You don't have injections, infusions, or chemotherapy. What a joke!" Before Zeng Shuai could speak, a middle-aged man who was with the woman said in disbelief. He also pointed at Zeng Shuai's nose and cursed: "I said you little brat, what's wrong with you, you actually do these tricks and abductions, a brat like you pretending to be a genius doctor? Even if this hospital is going to be fooled People, also need to find a decent one?"

Zeng Shuai smiled lightly when he heard the words, and said, "You don't have to believe it, but don't yell here. Also, don't point your hand at people like this, it's very impolite..."

"I'm just pointing at you like this, what do you want? You can still bite me... ah—" Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man pointed at Zeng Shuai's finger and felt a sharp pain in his heart. It was like being stabbed from the finger, and it was painful and itchy. At the same time, the middle-aged man's finger swelled rapidly, and gradually, it turned into a roasted sausage, and there was black blood from his. Fingertips flow.

"Husband, what's wrong with you, husband?" The middle-aged woman panicked when she saw this, and hurriedly came to Zeng Shuai, and said, "Genius doctor, please let my husband go, he also saw that his father was seriously ill and was in a bad mood Not good, I just said those messy things, don't take offense at the genius doctor!"

Zeng Shuai said indifferently: "Such an old man, over 40 years old? Don't you know what to say and what not to say?"

"I know, I know, he's just in a bad mood..."

"If you are in a bad mood, you can vent on other people's heads? You also met me. If you meet someone else, wouldn't you just be bullied by him?" Zeng Shuai smiled lightly and said, "Leave him alone, since he If he’s in a bad mood, then let him feel better!”

"But……"

The woman wanted to say something more, but Zeng Shuai waved his hand and said to the middle-aged woman, "Are you still seeing a doctor? If you don't, please step aside, there are still many patients waiting behind!"

"Look, look!" The middle-aged woman said quickly, "Genius doctor, of course we saw it!" At this moment, she didn't care about her husband anymore, after all, it was his husband who was wrong first.

"Then do you believe in my medical skills?" Zeng Shuai asked lightly.

"I believe it, I believe it. Of course I believe it. If I didn't believe it, why would I come to you to see my dad?" The middle-aged woman said quickly.

"Okay, then, I'll give you a prescription. According to what I just said, I will decoct medicine for your father. Remember, you should use a casserole pot for decoction, not a metal pot!" Zeng Shuai ordered one by one.

"I remember, miracle doctor!" The middle-aged woman said, but said again: "Then my husband's hand..."

"Your husband's hand, I don't want to treat it!" Zeng Shuai shook his head and said, "Doesn't he like pointing at other people's noses? In order to avoid this kind of thing from happening again in the future, let his finger fester and rot, so that he won't point at others in the future!"

"Genius doctor, don't! You have to hold your hand high and spare my husband once!" The middle-aged woman begged, "He is the pillar of our family. If he becomes disabled, our family's life will be affected again. So, I beg the divine doctor, please hold your hands high and heal my husband’s hand!" Seeing that Zeng Shuai was unmoved, the middle-aged woman hurriedly pulled the middle-aged man over and said, "Hurry up, apologize to the divine doctor, please The genius doctor raises his hand, hurry up!"

The middle-aged man couldn't stand the pain. Hearing his wife's words, he thought about it, and finally bowed to Zeng Shuai, and said, "Genius doctor, I was wrong just now, and I apologize to you! Please help me!" "

Hearing this, Zeng Shuai smiled lightly, and said, "It's just a swollen finger and festered, it's still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from death, so there's no way to save it!"

"Hey, it can be discussed, of course it can be discussed, this finger can't be cured, what if it keeps festering? Then wouldn't my hand also fester, my arm also fester, and finally my whole body also fester?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Shuai said without changing his expression, "Huh? How do you know?"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man heard the words, and suddenly cried and said: "Genius doctor, then you must save me! I still have to support my family. Even if you hate me, it seems that I have a 70-year-old seriously ill father." For his sake, please forgive me, so I can continue to do my filial piety for his old man!"

"This..." Zeng Shuai said lightly, "Well, I'll spare you! You go!"

"Ah?" The middle-aged man was taken aback, and said, "Then my finger... how to treat it?"

"Oh, this one, it's easy!" Zeng Shuai smiled and said, "Aren't you a jerk who likes to point fingers? You just need to find a brick and poke at it with your swollen fingers until the brick is pierced. Your fingers will be fine!" (To be continued...)