Master of medicine

As soon as the phone was hung up, Sima Xiao went back and said to the people in the room, "I've done all your ideological work. They agreed to let long Jun leave. The car has been parked outside. If you need it, you can drive away at any time."

While talking, gunpowder and radar came up with a single frame. Without saying a word, they carried long Jun to the stretcher. However, Chen Tian still couldn't give up from their eyes.

A few people carefully carrying long Jun, Chen Tian with them on a military warrior jeep.

Tang Ya is still used to sitting in the driving position. Chen Tian, sitting in the co driver's seat, says with a smile: "I am responsible for leading the way, and you are responsible for driving."

"What a lot of nonsense!" Tang Ya snorted coldly.

Since she came out from ye mei'er, Tang Ya has been picking her eyebrows and eyes at him. It's clear that she is looking for trouble. Chen Tian has a calming attitude towards her and doesn't want to talk to her.

"Smelly boy, do you have your room arranged?" Yan Shu opened his mouth before he saw anyone.

Since she interrupted the phone, she ordered someone to clean out the rooms that had not been used for a long time, and smoked good sandalwood, so as not to have a musty smell when no one lived for a long time.

But the old man is still afraid that he doesn't do things in place, for fear of neglecting Chen Tian's distinguished guests.

"Dad, don't worry. I've arranged everything. As long as someone comes, I'll receive him as a first-class VIP." Rigor is a matter of great importance. Instead of being impatient with Yan Shu's words, it is a clever and obedient way of going away and coming.

"Well, don't be poor here. If things can't be done well, don't blame me for being rude to you." Love is deep and responsibility is acute. Although Chen Tian's talent in medical skills is not so great, it can make the old people worry less.

In the end, the old man is still satisfied with him. The so-called deep love and responsibility always hope that he can be outstanding and play a great role.

Even then, it's OK to give Chen Tian a hand.

"Dad, you can rest assured." The promise is rigorous.

Yan Shu had nothing to say. He raised his wrist and looked at the time on the old plum blossom watch. It should be said that Yan Shu had been practicing medicine all his life and paid the most attention to health preservation. He was nearly 80 years old. He had no eyes or ears. He had a ruddy complexion and a strong body.

Although it is full of silver, from a distance it seems that it is also a talented person with crane hair and childlike face.

"Listen to Chen Tian, the patient's illness seems to be quite serious. Even he has some problems. I can tell you that now is the best opportunity to learn. If you still hang up like before, be careful that I break your leg." Yan Shu warned in a low voice.

Rigorously straightened his body, saluted Yan Shu and said, "yes

As the father and son asked and answered, there was still a little bit of the demeanor of the founder. Fortunately, there was no one else in the room, otherwise they had to laugh.

"Master, there is a military warrior parked outside." An apprentice in a white coat ran in from the clinic hall outside and reported to them who were still in the room.

"You hurry to help, and don't be stunned." Rigorous to still have some to stay head Leng brain of apprentice to shout a way.

I hate iron but not steel. It's a bit of a strict old man's demeanor. The apprentice in a white coat dares to delay a little, so he turns around and runs out.

When Yan's father and son walked out of the hall, a group of apprentices in coats had been waiting outside for a long time. Chen Tian came down from the jeep and said to them, "I'm here to trouble you today."

"It's very irritating of you to say that." Yan Shu deliberately face a board way: "smelly boy, nothing to do with us blind polite, again like this, I will be angry."

"Well, I'm sorry!" Chen Tian scratched the back of his head and apologized with a smile.

Yan Shu, of course, is not really angry with Chen Tian. It's just a way of expressing feelings. He turns his head and says, "what are you doing there? Why don't you go and help? "

"I want to help, too?" With a bitter face, he pointed to himself and asked.

In fact, this is to fight. Yan Shugang is about to wave his hand and runs to his apprentice to help him get out of the car.

Long Jun is nearly two meters tall and huge. It's very difficult for a group of people to carry him. Chen Tiangang wants to help, so he is pulled down by Yan Shu and says, "you don't have to do it, just look at it."

"This is not very good!" Chen Tian smoked from the corner of his mouth, pointed to a group of people who were helping and said with a dry smile, "in this way, will they have any opinions?"

Yan Shu glared at him and said, "they dare to have me. They are against heaven!"

"This..." Chen Tian is no longer polite, and Yan Shu silently looking at the strict with a group of apprentices, the long Jun to bear to the room.

"Chen Tian, you didn't make it clear on the phone. What's the trouble with this old boy's illness?" Yan Shu a no diagnosis, two did not ask, and Chen Tian discuss the disease.Chen Tianshi didn't know how to answer his question. He pointed to the properly placed Dragon King and said, "please take a pulse for him, and it will be clear."

"You son of a bitch, follow me." Yan Shu finished, and went to Longjun's bed to examine his pulse seriously.

Yan Shu's smile gradually faded away, and his expression became more dignified. Then he realized why Chen Tian was so intractable. From the complex pulse, any doctor would have a headache when he encountered this problem.

"This pulse looks like it's domineering. The internal fire is too strong, the eyes are red, and there's a sense of hostility wandering in the meridians. It's very frightening." Yan Shu examined the pulse, habitually twisted the goatee, squinted and said about long Jun's illness. Suddenly he opened his eyes wide and blurted out: "this pulse is very fierce!"

I can't believe that he is so shocked and rigorous. He has been a doctor for more than 20 years, and the pulse of great evil is really rare. I can't help but go up to see him.

"Go, don't make trouble." Yan Shu was very impatient. He opened his hand and cheered at him.

His father always embarrasses himself in front of his apprentices. Fortunately, his apprentices have already seen strange things and turned their heads to the other side, pretending not to see them.

"Mr. Yan, you're right. Long Jun's pulse is extremely dangerous. Otherwise, I would never bring him to you." Chen Tianyan said sincerely.

Yan Shu pondered for a moment, raised his head to gaze at Chen Tian and asked, "do you have any good opinions on the disease?"

Chen Tian spread out his hand and answered helplessly, "No."

"Er..." Both Yan Shu and rigor looked at Chen Tian with an incredible look. "

they can't imagine that Chen Tian, who has always been famous for treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases, would admit his helplessness. It's amazing!

Tang Ya looks on coldly as Chen Tian discusses with Yan's son about his illness. She skillfully plays with daggers. Everyone present thinks that although the girl in camouflage clothes and military boots looks pretty, the light in her eyes is almost freezing.

What's more, it's always a murderous look, which makes no one dare to approach.

"I've made a prescription for you." Chen Tian still showed Yan Shu the prescription he had previously prescribed. He also knew that Yan Shu was qualified to comment on the prescription no matter in terms of qualification or experience.

Yan Shu took the prescription and looked at it carefully. He shook his head and said, "this prescription is just to soothe the meridians and calm the Qi. It doesn't play a big role. It's just a scratch for his illness."

After some evaluation, he said, "is this prescription really what you wrote?"

Facing Yan's uncle's surprised eyes, Chen Tian nodded his head honestly.

"You've always been my idol!" "How can you write such a prescription? It's really disappointing," she couldn't help interrupting

As for the strict diction, Chen Tian said with a generous smile: "in fact, we all know that long Jun's disease can't be cured by any prescription."

"In that case, why did you make such a prescription?" Yan's father and son are more puzzled and rigorous. They can't help asking.

Chen Tian's heart is calm and peaceful. He has not been rigorous. He has become impetuous and calm. He has always been highly praised by Yan Shu.

"I just want him to take the decoction to maintain the status quo, and to cure long Jun's disease, it needs acupuncture."

"Acupuncture?" Preciseness suddenly thought of his ancestral Taiji Liuhe acupuncture, but he also understood that there was no way to cure Longjun's disease by such acupuncture alone.

Yan Shu is also the solution of a face, hastily urge a way: "that you pour to talk to see, how do you think after all?"

Chen Tian nodded and continued: "Yanhuang Shenzhen has two lost needles, which are said to repair tendons and veins, reshape Yin and Yang, and bring the dead back to life. I think it's necessary to have a try first."

"But the legend is a legend after all. If it's just some misinformation, isn't it a vain delay?"

Yan Shu's worry is reasonable. In the final analysis, no one can bet on something that doesn't exist. They are doctors, not gamblers. How can they gamble on other people's lives out of professional ethics?

"I'm not worried about the authenticity. I'm just worried about whether the lost two stitches still exist." Chen Tian confides that the records from the medical dictionary are absolutely correct, but the key source of the two injections is not mentioned at all, which is really a headache.

He was an old doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. He also had rich experience. He suggested, "why don't I try Taiji six and acupuncture first, and then talk about it?"

Yan Shu and Chen Tian look at each other and feel that there is no way to do it. They don't say much anymore. Yan Shu nods and asks him to try it first.