Master of medicine

Kyoto University is definitely an institution of higher learning in China, especially the Department of traditional Chinese medicine of Peking University, which is the most powerful in China.

Chen Tian's parents came from the Department of traditional Chinese medicine at Peking University. Later, they made great achievements in the field of Chinese medicine and Italian medicine. The couple later studied in Peking University, but they disappeared mysteriously after they published a medical book.

When Chen Tiancai was a few years old, he was taken to the mountains by today's master for 18 years. He knew little about his parents.

"Little brother, here comes Jingda. Fifty one yuan!"

When Chen Tian is distracted, the taxi driver's voice wakes him up.

After paying the fare, Chen Tianxia went straight to the gate of Beijing.

"Hello, what are you doing? Show me your student card or work card. "

Chen Tian was stopped by a 30-year-old security guard. The school will not start until a week later. Although there are some students and teachers in the school, Chen Tian's Mandarin is very familiar and his image makes him suspicious.

"I'll go in and find someone."

"To whom? Register, I help you contact, contact you can enter Brother security is very responsible.

"I knew his name was Zhang. He was an old man and the headmaster here."

"Old man Zhang? Principal Boy, even if you cheat people, you can make a draft. None of the three principals of Peking University has a surname of Zhang. " The security guard looked scornful.

"I wipe, old man Zhang should not deceive me just right, don't ten years don't see, old Zhang head hang up?"

Chen Tian looks depressed. When he was ten years old, the old man surnamed Zhang once visited his master. It was at that time that he learned some specific information about his parents. I remember what he said at that time was the principal of Peking University.

Chen Tian is not entangled with the security. Anyway, he wants to get into Jingda, but he is not in a hurry.

Leaving Beijing University, Chen Tian wanders aimlessly, and finally finds that many people give him a strange look from time to time.

"The old guy is right. People outside like to judge people by their appearance. It seems that if you want to win the favor of beautiful women, at least you need to change your clothes!"

Chen Tian found several beauties looking at him with a trace of disdain, and finally some fire, asked, want to go to the nearby business district.

Lihua shopping mall has a vulgar name, but it's a high-end shopping place. Although Chen Tian was born in the valley, he doesn't lack money. He runs directly to the men's wear area on the third floor by using the elevator.

When Chen Tian stepped on the third floor, he was blocked by a group of people in front.

It's not that these people are deliberately looking for Chen Tian's trouble, but that a large group of people gather together and don't know what they are looking at.

Chen Tian takes a few steps around and sees the scene through the crevice of the crowd.

In the crowd, an old man in Tang costume was lying on his back. Beside him, a middle-aged man in his forties was busy, pinching people and massaging some parts of his body.

Chen Tian just glanced at him, and his brow was wrinkled. After hesitating for a moment, he moved, and then pushed away the crowd and went in.

"Hey, are you saving people or killing people?"

Chen Tian squeezed into the crowd. Originally, he just wanted to remind the middle-aged man quietly, but suddenly he saw that the middle-aged man took out a silver needle and was ready to stab the old man's Renzhong acupoint. He didn't care to keep a low profile, so he began to shout.

Wang Renda is a chief doctor of the first Kyoto Hospital. He has a great reputation in a certain circle. He also enjoys his present status. Especially others are always conceited of his medical skills. Suddenly, someone said that he really killed people to save people. I can imagine his mood.

"Where are you from, wild boy? Do you think I'm saving people or killing people?" Wang Renda's face was gloomy. If he hadn't estimated his own image, he would have yelled.

"You asked me? Then I'll say you're killing people. You should be a doctor, too? What are you doing to a stroke patient

Chen tianchangnian practiced Yanhuang Jue. He didn't know how many times better than ordinary people in perception. At the moment when Wang Renda opened his mouth, he felt the gloom in his eyes. This man's mind was not right!

Originally, Chen Tian was a little sorry for his words, but now he didn't take them into consideration, and his words also had a trace of disdain.

"Stroke? What are you talking about, wild boy? The patient's teeth are closed, his hands are firm, and his limbs are spasmodic. This is obviously the symptom of epilepsy. I think you want to kill people. Go away! "

In the beginning, Wang Renda claimed that the old man had an epileptic seizure. Now Chen Tian says that he has a stroke. Isn't that a refutation of his diagnosis on the spot? If he does, isn't he wrong?

"Epilepsy? Hum, no quack! You think it's epilepsy just by these three points? How to explain the patient's red face, hot body and smooth pulse? "

"You You're the quack How do you know his pulse condition if you haven't even checked his pulse? "

"I can't understand you quack. Get out of the way. I want to save people In fact, you should thank me. I'll save you again! " Chen Tiantian steps forward and unconcerned reaches out his hand to push Wang Renda away, then stoops down to save people.

"You You, good, very good. I'm here to see how you can save people. Everyone is watching. What happens depends on you! " Wang Renda's anger was almost uncontrollable and his body was shaking.Chen Tian was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Renda. First, he asked the onlookers to move aside to keep the air unobstructed. Then he wiped his left hand on a leather wrist guard on his right wrist, and he squeezed the three silver needles into his hands. Without the slightest pause, he waved his hand. When everyone didn't respond, the three silver needles had been stabbed into the old man's eyebrows and temples on both sides.

"It's a quick way. It's just There seems to be something wrong with these three acupoints? "

Among the onlookers, there are still one or two slightly familiar acupoints of traditional Chinese medicine. After seeing Chen Tian's manipulation, he marvels, but Chen Tian's acupuncture points make him frown.

"Hum, pretending to be supernatural and deceiving. Apart from the accuracy of the acupoints in the middle of the eyebrow, the other two needles are completely out of order. There are no acupoints at all!" Wang Renda also snorted, with anger and schadenfreude in his eyes.

"Don't fart if you don't understand!"

After Chen Tian finished the three needles, he took time to reply to Wang Renda. Then he ignored Wang Renda's anger again and reached out to play on the silver needle in the middle of his eyebrows.