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Tan Zijing first said angrily, "what are you? If you ask my master to feel the pulse, does my master have to feel the pulse? I'll warn you for the last time. Leave now, or I'll call the police. "

"Don't, don't make it big." The old man quickly said, "things are because of me, I now, Chinese medicine has also caught, I go right away."

"Uncle, you can go, but you can leave the traditional Chinese medicine in your hand." Lin Ming said in a deep voice.

"I say you are a young man..." the old man was really annoyed by Lin Ming. "Why are you so stubborn? I heard that the great doctor said that this is traditional Chinese medicine, not poison. Don't stop me..."

"Uncle, it's a matter of your life. How can I not stop it?" Lin Ming said.

"OK," he glared at Lin Ming. Wen Jingnong said to tan Zijing, "Zijing, move a chair and let the old man sit down."

"Master..." Tan Zijing was very anxious. He didn't expect that Wen Jingnong really listened to Lin Ming and wanted to feel for the old man.

"Not yet." When Wen Jingnong's face sank, he saw that Tan Zijing finally moved a chair, and then he asked the old man to sit down.

Then he looked at Lin Ming, "young man, since you insist on your own judgment, I'm not unreasonable, but I have a dirty word to say. If this traditional Chinese medicine is not poison to this old man, you must apologize and then leave."

"What's wrong with that." Lin Ming said.

Then Wen Jingnong didn't speak any more. He put his two fingers on the old man's wrist pulse and felt it carefully.

At this time, the old man was very happy and excited. You know, Wen Jingnong hardly came to Tianren traditional Chinese medicine shop, let alone felt his pulse. This was the first time that Wen Jingnong felt his pulse in Tianren traditional Chinese medicine shop.

"I'm really lucky to be able to let the doctor smell his pulse."

"It's not true. The doctor can definitely diagnose this old man's old illness."

"The old man can live more than ten years if he is heard of as a miracle doctor."

People don't know how envious the old man is that he can be felt by Wen Jingnong.

You know, to hear Jingnong's reputation, it's always rich people who invite him to see a doctor. Moreover, the cost of visiting a doctor is astonishingly high. How can there be such a good thing as free pulse consultation.

Soon more than a minute passed by. At this time, Wen Jingnong said: "the pulse is slow and urgent, the Qi and blood are slightly weak, and the spleen is slightly damaged, but it's not a big problem. The elderly body usually does this..."

It seemed that he was talking to himself. Then Wen Jingnong asked the old man, "uncle, do you often have nightmares, sweat and cold hands and feet at night?"

"Yes, yes, that's right." The old man nodded and looked at Lin Ming involuntarily. Then he said, "that's what the young man said just now."

Wen Jingnong didn't care. Then he asked casually, "has he diagnosed your pulse?"

"No The old man shook his head.

"Well?" Wen Jingnong immediately frowned.

The old man quickly said: "the young man didn't feel his pulse. He just took a look at me and said so. Ask everyone, your body is also seen by the young man."

"That's right." Everybody nodded.

"Oh? Can you see the condition of your body at a glance? " Wen Jingnong was a little surprised, but he didn't care. In fact, as long as he looked at it carefully, he could see it.

"How about my health, doctor Wen?" At this time, the old man asked nervously.

"I've made a diagnosis. You're OK. Take this pair of Chinese medicine and your condition will be improved." With that, Jingnong stopped feeling his pulse.

This time, the old man finally let go.

But unexpectedly, Lin Ming suddenly said: "smell the doctor, you don't worry, you press the left position of the old man's navel to have a look."

"Well?" Wen Jingnong suddenly looks at Lin Ming. This time his anger is really coming up.

The old man also suddenly thought of it and said to Wen Jingnong, "by the way, doctor Wen, this young man really asked me to press this position. Then, my position pricked. I really don't know what happened."

"Oh? And this... "Wen Jingnong was a little surprised. After he asked the old man to lift up his clothes, he pressed his hand.

"Ah

This press made the old man feel stabbed by a steel needle, and he cried out in pain.

Wen Jingnong's face changed, and his eyes flashed with thoughtful color.

"Hearing the doctor, what's the matter? I feel so painful when I'm pressed here. It seems that I've been pricked by a steel needle." The old man said nervously.

Usually, no one will press the position around his navel. Even if he presses it, there should be no tingling. It's hard for the old man not to be nervous and worried.

"Don't worry, old man." To appease the old man, Wen Jingnong felt his pulse again.

At this time, the public saw and heard that Jingnong's face was slightly dignified. For a moment, they realized that there might be something wrong with the old man's body.

More than a minute later, Jingnong's face suddenly changed, and then he blurted out, "poison? You're poisoned. "

"Poisoning?" Everyone's face changed greatly, and then subconsciously looked at Lin Ming.

That's right. Just now Lin Ming said that the old man was poisoned, and the old man was chronically poisoned. Moreover, Lin Ming also said that it was because of traditional Chinese medicine several times before.

The crowd looked at the package of traditional Chinese medicine that the old woman was holding in her hand again, and then said secretly, is this young man really right? Is this package of traditional Chinese medicine really poison to the old man?

At this time, the most nervous and nervous one is undoubtedly Tan Zijing. He has grasped the traditional Chinese medicine for the past few times. If he really grasped it wrong, he would make a big mistake.

Wen Jingnong, his master, will certainly not forgive him, and he will certainly be dismissed.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do. He just hoped that his master's diagnosis was wrong, or that the old man's poisoning had nothing to do with the traditional Chinese medicine he prescribed several times.

At this time, Wen Jingnong couldn't help feeling a little surprised. You know, Lin Ming told him about this situation.

If Lin Ming didn't say that, he would have no idea. He said that he had just seen a doctor, which was a failure.

"This..." Wen Jingnong couldn't help feeling up and down in his heart and said secretly: "what's the situation? Under normal circumstances, I should be able to diagnose through pulse diagnosis. "